Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Chapter 342 It’s not Erin O’Lanley

Time flew by and two more days passed.

In the apse of the palace, in the prince's bedroom.

Bastian's blond hair was messy and his eyes were bloodshot. He obviously looked like he hadn't slept for days and nights.

His eyes were filled with the book on the desk, "The Tainted Golden Stigmata" whose contents only he could see.

The Word of God is too difficult to translate, and I have read less than one-tenth of it so far.

[The author explains:]

[The "Tainted Golden Stigmata" seen by Minibus is not entirely the content of this article. 】

[Just because he has seen one-tenth of it does not mean that it is the content of the more than 30 chapters of this article. 】

[Babys, please don’t bring into the past plot, kneel down and thank you, okay~(づ￣3￣)づ╭?~】

Bastian was holding the latest translation manuscript, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

If what the book says is true, if everything is true...

That teacher...isn't Erin O'Lanley at all.

She is the soul that traveled from another world and possessed Eileen O'Lanley!

So where did the original Erin O'Lanley go?Still sleeping in her body?

But if the teacher is not Eileen O'Lanley, then who does the uncle love?

And Caloy Root.

If he had known, his beloved master would have been invaded by other souls.

Then...will he kill the teacher?

Yes, Kaloy will definitely do it!

When he exchanged souls with his teacher, his body in the dungeon on the outskirts of the city was tortured to the point of becoming inhuman.

If all those inhuman experiences were applied to teachers...

My heart felt painfully torn at this moment.

Bastian's spine felt chilly, and intense fear spread uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart to his whole body.

No, no!

You have to protect the teacher!

But how should we protect it?

Even though the magic core has been awakened, there is no way that his power can match that of Kaloi.

Not to mention his uncle.

No matter what Eileen O'Lanley had done in the past, her uncle's tolerance and tolerance for her were obvious.

Now, I love my teacher even more crazily, almost losing my mind and limits.

If one day, all the truth is revealed, how will my uncle feel when faced with new love and old love...

Before the young man could finish his thoughts, he heard a soft "squeak" sound.

The study door was pushed open.

She has short light brown hair and green eyes.

Sean stood in front of the door wearing a straight Royal Knight uniform.

“I heard Rubens say that you haven’t gone to the Royal Knights to train for many days.

"I thought you didn't join the group because Rodis came to see you and took you away for training.

Sean looked around, sniffed lightly, and frowned, "But it looks like he hasn't been here."

Looking across the white paper on the floor, the man walked towards Bastian with his long legs.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the book in the boy's hand, "It's true as Rubens said, this book is blank."

He picked up another stack of papers on the table, the edges were warped and full of traces of use, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Judging from the creases in the paper, you must have written, but I still can't see it.

"Did you write what's in the book? What did you write? This is amazing."

Ignoring Sean's curiosity, Bastian glanced outside the door and then moved his gaze back.

The young man closed the book with a "pop" sound and his face turned cold.

"He just entered my bedroom and study without being summoned by any servant.

"I am the Crown Prince after all. You used to use honorifics to me, but now you don't use them anymore?"

The hand holding the white paper paused, Sean lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the young man condescendingly, and raised a sneer at the corner of his lips.

"Bastian, there are only two of us here, there is no need to pretend anymore.

"What's more, I haven't asked you for trouble yet, but you are pretending to be the crown prince to me. Isn't it bad?"

Bastian: "…………"

Ignoring the boy's ugly expression, Sean snatched the blank book from his hand.

He turned over the pages and said, "I think the Imperial Master came to see you some time ago.

"You took Veritaserum and said some dirty words to her, which made her half angry.

"But even so, she actually reminded Rodis to guide you well, saying that your magic core is true and pure."

"Ha!" Sean sneered, his dark green pupils seeming to be tempered with ice.

"For someone like you who dare not admit that you have a crush on your aunt and even use my sister as a shield, you are so pure!"

With a "thud", he threw the book back on the table.

"I don't care what the content of your shabby book is, nor what you scribbled on it.

"But in the end, don't let me find out that you have any plans for the Imperial Master again."

Sean leaned forward slightly and approached Bastian, his tone extremely impatient.

"Since the Imperial Master thinks you are a good boy, then even if you are just pretending, you should still pretend to be more like me and don't let her down.

"So, starting from tomorrow, go to the Royal Knights to train harder for me.

"If you are lazy again, I will let you know what purgatory on earth is.

"My dear, Your Majesty, the Emperor, Crown Prince, Your Majesty."

"..." Facing the man's chilling gaze, Bastian's heart tightened.

Damn it, what he was facing was neither his uncle nor Caloy, so why did he still feel inexplicably intimidated?

Is it because he has become the teacher's dragon and has a sense of oppression caused by doubling his magic power?

This kind of invisible pressure, coupled with his beast-like green eyes, is really frightening and uncomfortable...

Before he could finish venting his complaints, Bastian suddenly had a flash of light in his mind.

He looked at Sean who turned around and strode away, his heart twitched, and he quickly said:

"Sean, do you love your teacher? Do you dare to lay down your life for your teacher without any regrets?"

The tall figure who was about to leave paused.

Sean turned around and looked at the boy for a long time as if he were a fool.

"Bastian, don't you know very well how I became the National Master Dragon?"

Bastian: "…………"

In the blood-soaked auction house, there were piles of body parts, and thick red slurry accumulated in shoals.

Recalling the bloody scene that was like hell, the young man remained silent.

Sean added: "Before I became the national master's dragon, I was willing to sacrifice my life for her.

"What's more, I am now the great dragon of the National Preceptor.

"The dragon's love for the dragon girl is irreversible.

“It will only grow with time, the love will grow deeper and deeper, and it will last for life after life, never changing.

“Bastian, although you are a descendant of the royal family, the blood of the Holland family still flows in your body.

"You should have learned these basic knowledge about dragons when you were young. Why do you come here and yell at me?

"Is it possible...that you still dream of one day replacing me and becoming the great dragon of the National Preceptor?"