Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 105 The Aftermath Is Difficult to Clean Up

"Sis, you're so slow! It'll be dawn soon if you don't come back..."

Alia was a light sleeper and had just heard the night watchman passing by, striking his gong five times each time, meaning between three and five o'clock.

"Something came up. I need to rest for a bit, I have to go out later." Aglaia instinctively stepped forward and hugged her sister tightly.

Aria could feel her sister's heart pounding and her body trembling slightly: "What happened? Did someone bully you...?"

"It's nothing, just a minor problem, but it's been resolved..."

Guided by her memory, Aglaia slowly made her way to the bedside and sat down. Her purpose in coming home wasn't to rest, but to spend a little time with her family. She closed her eyes, savoring a brief moment of peace.

Darkness enveloped everything before my eyes, and scenes from tonight flashed by, finally settling on a ukiyo-e of desire and sin.

Dawn finally arrives.

Tai'an vaguely heard a voice calling him, like an alarm clock, repeatedly waking him up. Finally, he couldn't help but open his eyes and meet the empty eye sockets of Ovisga burning with soul fire. His sleepiness instantly vanished.

Through telepathic communication, we roughly understood what happened last night. In short, it can be summarized in three parts: the attack, the pursuit and counterattack, and the capture of spoils.

At this time, Tai'an had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter and felt that both sides' actions were justifiable. The key point was that it should not affect his sleeping in.

"You did a good job... In the future, please notify the housekeeper first for similar matters..."

Start with a compliment to avoid affecting your subordinates' loyalty and enthusiasm. Then establish rules to prevent future disruptions.

Tai'an has a clear strategy.

After a night's rest, my mental and physical energy were fully restored.

He got up, casually threw on a thin coat (not even bothering to change out of his pajamas), and prepared to go out to meet Aglaia. He guessed that the spoils of war must be quite substantial, otherwise they would have just brought them in without going through all the trouble of notifying him.

Unleash your senses and discover Mussophie in the kitchen.

"Young Master, would you like some breakfast?" The panda man asked, his words muffled as he poured raw bamboo rice down his throat from his bowl.

The housekeeper has a habit of exercising every morning, almost without fail, rain or shine. The reason he is able to get up on time is not due to the self-discipline of a martial arts practitioner, but because of hunger. It is more accurate to say that he wakes up naturally from hunger.

"We'll eat later. Come with me to get something now!"

As he spoke, Tai'an used telepathy to confirm the steward's identity with Ovisga, so as not to mistake him for someone else.

"good!"

The panda man tilted his head back and drank the water in his cup, then picked up the bamboo basket from the kitchen and carried it on his back.

The two figures leaped through the woods.

As for Ovisca, Taian issued an order for him to remain on standby in the dark areas as much as possible during the day.

Although the skeletal angels are no longer afraid of sunlight, the undead creatures' unbridled activities in broad daylight are contrary to human common sense and could easily cause a sensation and bring huge trouble.

"Young Master Tai'an, Butler Mussophie!"

Aglaia saw the two approaching from afar and waved excitedly. Having barely slept all night, the young swordswoman looked haggard, with slightly reddened eyes.

"Yes, just as I expected."

The young boy landed lightly in front of his female follower, his tone revealing an air of uncanny confidence.

"Young Master! I understand your good intentions." Aglaia pursed her pale pink lips and bowed deeply to Tai'an.

It was the young master's caution that prevented him from encountering unimaginable calamities.

Whenever Aglaia thinks of the ukiyo-e depicting desire and sin, she feels a deep sense of dread.

She imagined all the hardships women faced, and that this was her possible fate.

"Don't be afraid!" Taian gently patted Aglaia's thin shoulder: "Before your strength grows, I will arrange for us to operate in pairs. Didn't I tell you before?"

"Young Master, I would like Miss Ovisca and the Butler to be my teammates," Aglaia requested from Taian.

"Hmm, it depends on who's more convenient."

In short, there was no way that the all-powerful Mussophie could be let go, Tai'an thought to himself.

Start taking stock of the spoils.

Tai'an untied the rope that had been tightly binding the burlap sack, and a large bag full of Jinlong sacks reflected a golden glow in the sunlight.

"Wow! So much money!" The panda's eyes widened, feeling that he would never have to worry about eating bamboo rice again.

Tai'an remained relatively calm, quickly storing the gems into his spatial ring. Opening another pocket, he found it filled with gemstones of various colors, all of excellent quality. Unfortunately, their value couldn't be estimated directly; a professional appraisal was needed.

In addition, there were a bunch of constructs, two inscribed swords, and the wizard's spatial pocket.

Collect everything that can be collected. Spatial equipment cannot be collected in layers, so carry it directly in your hand.

"Young master, what should we do with the carriage?" Mussophie patted the horse's back lovingly, feeling it would be a waste to just throw it away carelessly.

"Go back to where you came from," Tai'an initially intended to answer, but upon reflection, he felt it was inappropriate; returning to the scene posed a certain risk. He might encounter enemies or law enforcement investigating the area.

"Just throw it on the side of the road!"

The carriage bore the coat of arms of a noble family, so the law enforcement department responsible for managing traffic would naturally contact the family to which the carriage owner belonged.

Mussofi jumped into the car and gently shook the reins. Losing the car was secondary; the main thing was to buy groceries along the way.

"Let's go back."

Tai'an called out to the absent-minded Aglaia, feeling an urge to drag his female subordinate away; walking back slowly was simply too much of a waste of time.

The two figures gradually disappeared into the forest.

"Young Master?" Aglaia called out timidly.

Tai'an turned around and looked at the young swordswoman with a puzzled expression.

"Do you think that since I ruined the plans of these corrupt nobles, they might retaliate against my family?"

"inevitable!"

Tai'an answered with certainty, without the slightest hesitation.

Aglaia's face turned pale, and she staggered.

"What should I do?"

"There aren't enough people to protect your family right now, so the best thing to do is move. The inner city is much safer, and they generally won't dare to cause trouble openly."

With a large sum of money in hand, Tai'an has ample confidence to buy a house.

I had a general idea of ​​the price before.

The average price of housing in Wangdu is about 3 to 50,000 yuan per square meter for the Third Ring Road, about 7 to 100,000 yuan per square meter for the Second Ring Road, and about 200 yuan per square meter for the First Ring Road.

"Don't you have any other choice?" Aglaia was unwilling to leave the little home that had once sheltered her from the storms of life.

"I will do my best to warn and deter you. Are you willing to gamble with your family's lives?" Tai An asked calmly.

Aglaia bit her lip, her expression conflicted and agitated.

The nobility has a deep-rooted history and complex relationships; unless they are all wiped out at once, it is best not to start a war lightly.

Dealing with unscrupulous and decadent nobles is far more troublesome than dealing with ordinary nobles who care about their reputation and bottom line.

"Money isn't so easy to get!"

Tai'an muttered to himself, sensing that new trouble was about to come.

(End of this chapter)