Reincarnated as an Elder: I Became the Strongest Summoned Beast in Another World

Chapter 5 The "Evil" Old Servant and the "Wicked" Miss

"Oh no! We're going to be late! It's all your fault!"

From the easternmost Twin Towers dormitory to the westernmost Knowledge Tower next to the Knowledge Building, Furlyn galloped all the way to get to the classroom before class.

"Correction: It's already late."

"Stop right there!"

Although she was unwilling to admit it, being late was a fact that had already been made.

As its owner tied the white horse's reins, Maodie licked its ruffled fur while craning its neck to look around.

Apart from the freshmen taking outdoor classes on the grass, no one could be found at the entrance of the teaching building.

Being late is a certainty.

The Teaching Building, which houses books and archives, and the Knowledge Tower, which has the dean's office on the top floor, are closely intertwined.

By going around the Tower of Knowledge towards the main gate on the central axis of the academy, or by exiting through the back gate of the Tower of Wisdom, you will find the small back garden that they enclose.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and catch up!"

Furlyn turned back and winked at him before rushing inside.

"Which is more serious, being late or being absent?"

Mao Die wasn't in a hurry to follow, because he heard some interesting noises.

In this academy town with its white walls and red tiles, one can hear the joyful chirping of birds in spring. And in this secluded back garden, one can also hear the cries of young men and women expressing their springtime feelings.

"Of course I'll be absent, you idiot... Huh?"

Just as Furlyn ran back and picked up Modie, she heard those subtle, joyful laughs and immediately blushed, freezing on the spot.

"How could anyone skip class to do this..."

"Aren't there other people to take the fall? Why don't we go..."

"Hurry up and go, you idiot!"

Through the thin white shirt and the barely undulating mound of fat, he could even hear her heart pounding wildly, just like the hurried steps of her fleeing figure.

Tap, tap, tap—the shy blush of someone naive and innocent is a killer move, and the rhythmic clatter of little leather shoes on the wooden floor is even more elegant.

The first floor, the second floor, the corridor... apart from the simple white walls and stone sculptures, there was no one in sight, only the master and servant walking briskly with their mouths gagged.

"Huff... huff..."

Furlin jogged all the way and finally arrived at the classroom door, where she leaned against the wall to rest for a while.

She lived up to her status as a young lady; even though she was exhausted and drenched in sweat, she did not lose her composure. Instead, she breathed slowly and gently, as if afraid of damaging her family's reputation.

"I'm so tired, put me down first."

"Damn! You're definitely going to do something outrageous."

She tightened her arms around him even more.

"I do care about you..."

Mao Die frowned in discomfort, his mouth pursed.

Putting aside the stubborn girl's tightly bound hands, her clothes, soaked with sweat, were enough to make the cat fur clinging to them damp.

Moreover, the ribs that rise and fall with the chest, due to the lack of sufficient cushioning... well, although I don't want to emphasize this repeatedly, it really hurts too much.

"You should consider my feelings too, my ribs are poking me..."

"ha?"

Enraged, Furlyn unleashed her superhuman strength at Modie's provocation, using her arms to unleash Death Coil.

Arrogant women are often "violent" and destructive, and the smug Mao Die momentarily forgot this crucial point.

"Help! Help!"

The old man's cries were drowned out by his master's rage.

"There will be punishment for misbehaving in the classroom?"

Furlyn was somewhat tired, but after being provoked by Maodie, she regained her energy.

Holding a cat in one arm and pushing open the half-closed door with the other, she walked into the classroom with a kind smile and the graceful steps of a well-bred young lady, amidst the onlookers' gazes.

"I'm sorry, Professor Scholf, I accidentally scraped my hand and just got back to treat it, that's why I'm late."

Furlyn gave a proper, slight bow and gently pressed down on the round cat head that was craning its neck to look out in her arms.

"It's alright, Miss Cecilia."

The elderly man on the stage was dressed in a simple black robe, with a kind face and flowing white beard. His usual curved hat was placed on the podium.

"People should always come first. Are you alright?"

Schdorf stroked his long beard, his gentle voice as warm as his smile.

"Thank you for your concern, teacher. I'm fine now, so I won't disturb your lesson any longer."

Furlin smiled and nodded, then carried Modie to the front row and sat down in the middle.

"You were waiting for me..."

"hiss……"

Despite being roughly rubbed on the face and having his mouth covered, Mao Die was secretly overjoyed.

Even in trivial matters, Furlyn would protect him, even if it meant taking the blame herself.

True character is revealed in the details; whether a relationship is genuine or not is often seen in the small things.

"I also apologize to you, Mr. Scholz."

To please its master, Maodie put on a funny and cute voice, apologizing to the old mage who sounded like he was a melee fighter.

When the master makes a mistake, the servant should be aware that they should be held accountable. This is the bond between the mage and Narukami.

"Schdorf, Cecilia has been cursed by her Narukami, and that evil thing has also harmed my beautiful Ignis."

This is a sacred classroom. If you are a devout believer, you should expel this apostate little 'goblin'!

Maodie's eyes, following the gap between his master's thin fingers, shot murderous intent at the insolent troublemaker.

He seemed to know who had hit Furlyn.

The classroom is a visually appealing tiered classroom, and the color of the wood used is much softer than the dark brown of the corridor. As a result, the empty seats among a group of conspicuous uniforms stand out particularly.

Even more jarring was that blocky, fat pig who struggled to even stand up; he looked like the type who would proudly shout "xx start" and fantasize about taking off while looking at his "wife."

Greasy curly hair, a pig's head that must smell delicious in a scallion pancake, and a huge stomach that's about to burst out of my clothes...

With his character, how dare he mock Furlyn for being short? She's so cute, it's a pity he's blind to her beauty.

"I say, square classmate... oh no, a fallen rectangle is more accurate."

If someone who's 156cm tall is a goblin, then wouldn't you be an unparalleled oily creature whose belly button could burn for three days and three nights?

As soon as Maodie was placed on the chair, it leaped onto the table, its tail held high, looking down arrogantly at everyone.

"Oh dear, the cat's on the table!"

"Could Cecilia's youngest daughter really be a witch?"

"I think it's not necessarily true. I heard his father is a male witch, so his daughter who made a pact with the cat probably isn't clean either."

Seeing the "evil spirit" so blatantly displayed, most of the nearby students panicked and moved away, and the usual one-person-one-table arrangement was replaced by an unprecedented scene of students sitting close together like fish scales.

Only Ignis, wearing a white veil, remained seated to the side, quietly watching with her chin in her hand.

According to the theories of this mob, Ignis, who was attacked by Modie, must have become an evil spirit cursed by witchcraft.

As for Furlyn, due to the chaotic nature of her magic in the storyline, she often accidentally makes funny mistakes.

But she was also a stubborn girl; repeated failures couldn't break her determination to do something...

As a result, while the students kept their distance from her, they also often joked about this "Don Quixote"-like fool.

"What did you say, you stinky cat?"

Of course, besides the students who are just like everyone else, there are also some inherently evil scoundrels in the class, such as the square-shaped young master, Pigman, who spouts nonsense in class.

He was infatuated with the voluptuous and beautiful Ignis, and was willing to be a devoted admirer who was unappreciated, which is why he attacked Furlyn after Modie left.

"You are nothing but an evil spirit! Your 'goblin' master is merely the daughter of a city duke, utterly insignificant compared to the Man family, who govern our royal city."

Not only the master and servant, but even Ignis looked at him with more contempt, as if she would explode if she looked at him again.

"Chivalier..."

Maodie wanted to retaliate, but was gently tugged at the tail by Furlin.

She only dared to whisper her dissuasion, and could only glare angrily at Pige when he repeatedly insulted her, because she was afraid of causing trouble for her family.

Nobles don't care about status; they only elevate it because status can determine the life and death of the entire clan.

Growing up in such a circle, while Furlyn still retains her naivety and innocence, she inevitably develops aristocratic values ​​that prioritize "status" and "reputation."

"Don't be afraid. There's an old saying, 'The emperor is far away and the sky is high.' No matter how high their status is, their big hands can't reach here."

Furlyn is too traditional in her class consciousness, but she is a very courageous girl, and this timidity is so unlike her.

The nearly invincible Mao Die had the power to overthrow his superiors. His respect for the kings of various countries was merely out of courtesy, so why should he fear a mere duke?

This girl's growth needs his help.

"The Academy City is a city within a city. The city it is located in, Vesdom, was bestowed upon your father by the Empress. This is your home ground."

"At worst, I'll protect you. How can a loyal Naruto allow his beloved master to be bullied?"

Mao Die raised his palms and pushed out his claws, revealing his five weapons that reflected a cold light, and even showed off his two fangs in a half-smirking manner.

"Mr. Shidorf, please place a Soul Stone at my side. I can pretend I didn't see what's under the sofa."

While the cat and human were locked in a fierce confrontation, Schdorf did not take sides but simply did as Modie said.

According to the plot, a significant portion of Yvonne's "extra income" comes from bribing Shdorf for job applications, which is why she now listens to Maud.

"Soul Burn..."

The cat's tail curled up the light purple twelve-sided prism, and with just one ethereal elemental incantation, the originally dim soul stone began to glow with a strange light.

The spade engraving on the back of Mao Die's left forefoot also emitted a faint glow.

"Kid, do you dare look me in the eye?"

He stood on the table, raising his round cat head high, casting a kingly scornful look at the overconfident challenger.

"Those empty eyes have long since seen through your daily fantasies about Ignis, or perhaps the kind that also includes Miss Right's self-entertainment, meow?"

"You...you...stop spouting nonsense! Your self-destructive master, who turned into a witch, is no match for me! You arrogant and ignorant monster, don't think too highly of yourself!"

What a stupid Philippine... He doesn't even realize he's about to die!

"Soul Signed..."

Eye to eye, the spell was completed, yet the Soul Stone remained radiant, its ethereal echoes like the whispers of death.

"The ignorant dare to meet the gaze of nothingness; they will not see tomorrow's sun."

The spade emblem, symbolizing destruction, has been glowing continuously.

"Mr. Shidorf, I apologize for disturbing you earlier. You can continue your lesson now."