Chapter 208: Death

Amon and Seraphina eventually arrived at their next class and took their seats near the middle of the room.

History was usually one of the quieter subjects, but today Amon found it difficult to pay attention.

The reason was standing at the front of the classroom.

Marielle walked through the door carrying several books and immediately changed her entire demeanor.

Her relaxed expression disappeared, her posture straightened, and the warmth she occasionally showed at home was replaced by the cold professionalism of a university professor.

Amon watched her carefully.

Marielle placed her books on the desk and looked across the classroom.

"Good morning. Today we’ll continue our discussion about the political development of the eastern kingdoms."

Her voice was calm and authoritative and the students immediately focused on her.

Amon leaned back in his chair and continued watching.

Every once in a while, Marielle’s eyes moved toward him.

Their gazes met for only a second before she immediately looked away and continued explaining the lesson.

’She’s completely different in front of the students.’ Amon couldn’t help finding it amusing. ’I can’t believe just yesterday she was sucking my dick with all her might.’

When they were alone, Marielle could be playful, irritated, awkward, and occasionally childish.

Here, she looked like an entirely different person.

She spoke with confidence while explaining the gradual formation of the modern kingdoms.

Amon listened for a while, but eventually his attention began drifting.

His thoughts wandered toward the what naughty dress he would make her wear next?

’...Hm, wouldn’t a skimpy swimsuit look great on her?’ he thought rubbing his chin. ’Her breast would definitely spill out though.’

Amon leaned back fixing his dick that was starting to get hard. ’...Wait, I need to punish her today for the offensive words she said to me yesterday.’

He glanced toward the front of the classroom again. She was writing something on the board.

Amon stared at her ass which he had squeezed before.

Amon quietly sighed. ’Why am I thinking about going home already?’

The lecture continued for what felt like an eternity.

When the bell finally rang, students immediately began leaving the classroom.

Marielle remained near her desk, organizing her books. Amon stood up beside Seraphina.

For a brief moment, he looked toward Marielle.

She glanced back at him and neither of them said anything.

Amon eventually turned around and left with Seraphina.

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When the classes ended the two walked through the university campus together.

Amon stretched his arms as they walked. "I’m not going to run away."

Seraphina looked at him suspiciously. "I know. You just want to go home."

Amon blinked. "How do you know that?"

Seraphina gave him an amused look. "Because you’ve been looking at the clock every few minutes."

Amon remained silent but she wasn’t wrong.

Truthfully, he really did want to return home.

Marielle would probably be there, he wanted to play with her body already.

Amon shook his head. ’Lets not think about her for now.’

Seraphina suddenly slowed down. Amon noticed the change and looked toward her.

She was staring toward someone standing on the other side of the walkway.

A young woman was walking across the campus with a few books held against her chest.

She had long silver-blonde hair that reached the middle of her back, pale skin, and bright amber eyes that seemed unusually lively.

Her appearance was elegant without being overly extravagant, and the simple dress she wore had been modified with several small green accessories.

She looked around the same age as Seraphina.

Seraphina immediately raised her hand and waved. "Hey!"

The woman noticed her and smiled. "Seraphina!"

She waved back before changing direction and walking toward them.

Amon watched her approach. ’So that’s her friend.’

There was something strange about her.

Amon couldn’t immediately explain what it was, but the moment she came closer, he felt an uncomfortable sensation from her spirit.

It wasn’t weak and if anything, it was unusually vibrant.

Amon’s eyes narrowed. ’What’s wrong with her spirit?’

He activated Truthseeker’s Eye.

The world around him changed slightly.

The woman’s body was surrounded by a mostly green aura, however, the tips of her ears were distinctly red.

Amon stared. ’Those ears aren’t completely human.’

The difference was subtle enough that an ordinary person will overlook it, especially with her hair covering part of them.

Amon continued staring for several seconds. The woman eventually reached them and stopped.

Seraphina smiled. "Amon, this is my friend, Elira."

Elira smiled politely. "It’s nice to finally meet you."

Amon returned the smile. "Likewise."

Seraphina pointed toward Amon. "He’s the person I’ve told you about."

Elira looked at him curiously. "...I know, Amon, the student with monstrous potential."

"I’m becoming famous."

She chuckled. "You already were."

"She is one of my old friends." Seraphina said gently. "Her father was one of my mum’s classmate."

"Felicia’s classmate?" Amon smiled. "Was she always rude?"

Elira chuckled. "My father said she used to beat up anyone she found annoying."

Amon smiled as well and the three of them began to move out.

Elira seemed friendly and easy to talk to, and Amon gradually relaxed as their conversation continued.

But something appeared beside her shoulder and Amon stopped walking.

A tiny figure had suddenly materialized beside Elira.

....It was a fairy.

She was barely larger than Amon’s hand, with translucent wings and a tiny body surrounded by faint green light.

Her hair was bright green, and she wore what looked like a miniature dress made from leaves.

Amon blinked and he looked around.

Nobody else seemed to react. ’Can nobody see her?’

The fairy stared directly at him.

Her eyes became wider as she turned toward Elira. "Who is that?"

Elira continued walking as though she hadn’t heard anything.

The fairy flew closer to Amon. "He’s so handsome."

Amon’s eyebrow twitched.

The fairy circled around his head. "I’ve never seen a human this handsome."

Elira’s expression remained completely calm but the fairy continued. "I want to have children with him."

Amon nearly choked as he looked toward Elira.

She still ignored the fairy completely but Amon could notice the look of annoyance on her face.

"Elira you mothafucka! Stop ignoring me!"

’This doesn’t match what I thought fairies were supposed to be like.’

The fairy flew directly in front of Amon’s face. "Hey, handsome."

Amon didn’t looked at her as he kept ignoring her as well.

The fairy was still staring at him. "I know you can see me, your abnormally high spirit makes it impossible not to."

Before the conversation could continue, a tremendous bell suddenly echoed across the entire university.

BOOOOOONG!

The sound was so powerful that the windows of nearby buildings trembled.

Every conversation on the campus stopped.

Amon slowly turned toward the east.

Beyond the university buildings, the Royal Palace stood at the center of the capital.

The massive royal crest above its central tower was visible from almost anywhere on the campus.

Seraphina looked around in confusion. "What happened?"

Nobody answered as another deep bell echoed across the city.

BOOOOOONG!

Amon reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

A notification had just appeared that was send by Ragnar.

Amon opened the message and there was only one word.

His expression slowly became serious.

Seraphina leaned closer. "What is it?"

Amon stared at the screen for several seconds before he quietly spoke. "The king is dead."