They are no longer human beings. The bad woman can cry even more miserably.

And as a lecturer at Seven Shields Academy, Ella was even familiar with her identity.

One of the best third-year students, the Elf Princess, Nia.

Zero's voice continued.

"When the time is right, I will use the power of the Outer Dao's Mark to remove the power aggregate in her body."

"What will become of her after the power aggregate is taken away from her?"

Ella stared straight at Zero and had a bad feeling in her heart.

"That's not something you need to worry about."

Zero didn't look at Ella, and his voice remained flat.

Even when they were face to face, Ella was never in her eyes.

Contempt, arrogance, and disregard.

Ella clenched the Philosopher's Stone in her hand and pursed her lips slightly.

Although she didn't know what Nia would become after her power was stripped away.

But, if something you originally owned was taken away, there would definitely be some negative effects, right?

Zero took a step forward, his eyes finally falling on Ella.

"After all, you also want to resurrect your late husband as soon as possible, right?"

The voice rang in Ella's ears.

She raised her eyes and met Zero's charming eyes.

The frivolous and arrogant words can be seen as a threat or as empty promises.

Isn't her ultimate goal of becoming a witch at the Witch's Banquet to resurrect her deceased husband?

Holding this handle, Zero didn't even bother to explain to Ella.

Ella frowned. She really didn't like this arrogance.

Zero was clearly looking at her, but she didn't feel any respect from him.

It seems like I'm just a tool and don't consider myself a human being at all.

Zero said nothing, and left coldly in the blink of an eye.

The long sky-blue hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and the whole figure merged into the void, leaving only a ripple.

The next day.

As a teacher, Ella visited Char's home.

As a frequent visitor here, she was of course well aware of Nia's movements.

So, it was just in time for her to meet Nia again.

The two sat down face to face in the living room, ready to have a long conversation.

After all, the social skills of a certain socially anxious person are now limited to pouring tea.

It is still a bit stressful to communicate face to face with someone at the teacher's level.

A little head popped out from the corner of the wall and looked nervously towards the living room.

Nia met her gaze and then turned away silently.

Helplessly, she could only go up by herself.

Although she is a bit of a natural fool, she is indeed impeccable in dealing with people.

She has a gentle and elegant temperament. She sits there upright with a smile on her face, looking quite realistic.

But his eyes looked a little confused and innocent, as if he was looking at someone, but also seemed to be in a daze.

With her long golden hair hanging down, she exudes a childish and adorable air.

In front of her, a witch with purple hair was wearing a black slim dress with a simple cut, black stockings and high heels. Her beautiful face was painted with delicate makeup, and her whole body exuded a mature and charming fragrance.

A cute witch x a mature witch, a heavyweight battle between an older and a younger one.

As for the flat-panel succubus hiding aside?

Not even qualified to participate.

Long looked down at himself, then looked at the two people in front of the sofa and pursed his lips.

So sad.

She was a little skeptical. Am I really a succubus?

In front of the sofa, Nia had already started a conversation with Ella.

After Ella's opening remarks, Nia began to ask questions with interest, without Ella even having to start the conversation herself.

"Teacher, how is Xia's class performance?"

A pair of beautiful light green eyes radiated a sparkling light, and she looked quite interested.

Classroom performance?

Aila's mind conjured up a picture of Char and Violet sitting side by side.

The intimate actions between the two made them look like a perfect match.

He didn't even raise his head a few times.

Ella didn't even bother to say anything.

He is just a little brat and has made several mistakes in the office alone.

You know all this!

Ella paused here.

"It is precisely because of his behavior that we have this home visit. Some problems require cooperation to be solved."

"Hmm? What mistakes did he make?"

Nia held her chin with both hands, full of anticipation.

She looks just like a little girl hugging her knees and listening to her older sister telling stories.

She was just a big monster squeezed by the arms, not a little girl at all.

There seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.

There are four big words written on his face: I want to hear the key points!

"There are so many mistakes and small problems."

"What exactly are they? Teacher, you need to tell us so that we can help Xia Ya correct his mistakes."

Specific? Is this something that can be said?

Ella opened her mouth. This was not what she had imagined.

When facing a teacher’s home visit, shouldn’t you be nervous and take control of the initiative?

How did it become that I was being led by the other party?

Ella thought of the two times she had brought Char back to the office to reprimand him, wanting to take back the initiative and show off her authority as an older person, but was countered.

She felt a little uncomfortable, especially under Nia's burning gaze.

"Teacher, just tell me, don't be polite to me, I will definitely cooperate with you."

Nia’s voice was genuine and sincere.

Don't be too cooperative.

But Ella's real purpose for coming here was not a home visit.

She just wanted to find an opportunity to get in touch with her.

Home visits are just excuses.

And the mistake the brat made...

Ella coughed unconsciously twice, but when her eyes fell on Nia, she was slightly stunned.

Looking at the girl in front of her, she seemed to see the shadow of the past in her.

I saw the innocent girl at that time.

She couldn't help but feel dazed.

"You trust strangers so much, aren't you afraid of danger?"

Ella felt a little choked up and her voice became a little hoarse.

"Aren't you Char's teacher?"

Ella nodded, she was.

"It's normal for teachers to visit your home."

Ella didn't nod.

It is normal for teachers to visit students’ homes, but her purpose is not really to visit students’ homes.

Looking at the innocent girl in front of her, Ella's eyes gradually became complicated.

But Nia trusted her completely.

"Teacher, are you going to harm me?"

The bright smile on the innocent and tender face dazzled Ella's eyes.

Ella smiled and changed the subject.

She just clenched the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

"We don't need to dwell on the mistakes we made in the past. We just need to know that there were problems and find ways to solve them."

"Teachers can only impart knowledge in class. Students need to be diligent and supervised by those around them."

The two of them had a good conversation, as one of them was willing and the other was cooperative.

Seeing that everything was moving in the direction he had preset, it was time to take action.

Ella held the Philosopher's Stone in her hand. Now, she only needed to activate the magic circle to plant the heterodox mark in her body.

But looking at the other person's innocent and tender face, Ella hesitated.

Is this really the right thing to do?

Ella is not a bad person.

She just had a desire in her heart, and was sinking little by little in the wrong direction.

It's not like she didn't struggle, and it's not like she didn't think about giving up.

But there was no turning back.

She wanted to resurrect her late husband, and only the Witch's Banquet gave her hope.

So in order to achieve her goals, she had to do things for them.

But now, thanks to Char's early intervention, she has other options.

There is more than one way to resurrect the dead.

It is in the Seven Shields Academy. As long as she helps him, he can help her get the method to resurrect the dead.

Although Zero did not explain, Ella was not an ignorant girl. She knew that this thing would definitely not be good for Nia.

She was standing at the crossroads of her life.

She was no longer so convinced about the Witch's Banquet.

To do, or not to do?

Looking at Nia's unreserved trust and her clear and pure eyes, Ella...

"Ugh--"

With a faint sigh, Ella finally chose to stop.