Crownless Reincarnation: New World? Nah I'd win-Chapter 133: Aftermath [2]

[Pandora Academy.]

In the middle of the night, a boy walked towards the teacher’s building.

His long wheat-blonde hair tied neatly on his side, he was lean and well muscled clear from his body.

His crimson eyes flickered around the empty place.

"Well, it’s a lot more silent than I thought."

Akamir mumbled to himself as he walked inside the building.

The same familiar spiral staircase loomed in front of him.

He didn’t waste any time as he started climbing it.

"Hm?"

Just when he reached the first floor, he noticed light illuminating the place.

Akamir looked at the office of Velyrian, that still had their lights on.

’Should I go meet him?’

He hesitated for a moment before thinking against it.

’It would be better if I do it tomorrow.’

Thinking so, he moved towards the top floor where the vice headmistress office was situated.

Akamir walked towards the end of the hallway and knocked on the door.

There was silence before a voice echoed. "Come in."

Akamir opened the door and walked in.

Inara still sat on her chair leaning so she could see him clearly.

She looked tired—more than she let on earlier.

A small stack of papers lay on her desk, some marked with fresh red ink, others untouched.

A half-finished cup of tea sat near the corner.

Akamir stepped in, glancing at the one sitting with her.

"Lyselle?" He asked, tilting his head. "Why are you here?"

The girl looked at him then at Inara who gave a faint nod.

"I want to support lady Inara for the throne." She said, her voice low. "...I heard the news about the king."

"In return she wants us to help her become the next Duchess." Inara told him the catch. "She can’t bring herself to believe in her family."

Akamir closed the door behind him and walked toward the two of them.

"I see," he said, pulling out a chair and sitting across from them. "So that’s your price."

Lyselle met his eyes, her hands folded neatly on her lap. "It’s not just a price. It’s what I deserve."

’Ah, she got herself back on track real quick.’

Akamir had seen her condition when her father died.

And even though it hasn’t been long she is back on track.

Akamir raised an eyebrow. "Confident, aren’t we?"

"My brother is a fool." She said, meeting his gaze. "My both uncles are drunk and they even see me with lustful eyes."

She drew in a deep breath to suppress her emotions.

"Only reason they kept to themselves was because of father." Her voice turned low. "You think I’d leave the estate to either of them?"

"You shouldn’t." Akamir said, leaning back on his chair.

He tilted his head slightly, then looked at Inara. "And you trust her?"

She squinted her eyes before she looked at Lyselle.

"She’s useful," she said quietly. "And she knows how things work."

Akamir smiled and looked at Lyselle. "Well, do you want your uncles gone—."

"I want them dead." She cut in his words. "I can’t leave a loose end."

Akamir looked at her and slowly nodded. "Your brother."

Lyselle hesitated at the mention of his twin brother, Kieran.

"I will do something about him." She whispered softly. "I don’t want to kill him."

Akamir gave her a small nod as he looked at Inara.

Inara met Akamir’s gaze with a quiet understanding.

"She’s made up her mind," she said. "She just needed someone to back her."

"Up to you princess." Akamir said, looking at her. "You are the one who has the final word."

Inara just smiled at him.

"We will talk about the ’accident’ that happened to your uncles tomorrow." She said, looking at Lyselle. "Rest in dormitory for now."

Lyselle nodded and stood up.

"Thanks for your help." She bowed slightly before walking out of the room.

Akamir now turned fully towards Inara.

"Are all the students out of the Dungeon?" Akamir asked.

"We evacuated all of them." She replied, passing the file close to her. "Eight students died and one professor."

Akamir picked up the file of those who died.

"..."

He felt a little sad as he saw Ronin and Ragina ’s names on it.

’So, they both died huh?’

He let out a sigh as he looked at the other names.

"Hmm?" Akamir mumbled, straightening his back. "They all are of the same team?"

"Apparently, a student killed his own team." Inara replied, her voice coldly. "We haven’t found him yet."

Akamir looked at her. "Arthur?"

She blinked in surprise. "You know him."

"...Not really." He said, placing the files down. "I just met him."

Akamir had already told the others not to inform the staff about what happened to them.

’Telling them we reached places humans have never been will only create more problems.’

"Arthur is still inside the dungeon." Inara informed him. "For some reason, we can’t find him."

"Leave him be." Akamir said, staring at her. "Should we talk about your problem?"

Inara let out a sigh as she leaned back on her chair.

"It’s not that bad." She whispered. "We have two Dukes on our side now and many more smaller noble houses."

Akamir leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "You’ll need more than that."

"I know," Inara said, rubbing her temple. "But we’re not rushing it. I still have time until Father..." she paused, correcting herself, "...until the throne is officially declared empty."

Akamir didn’t miss the hesitation. "You’re still hoping he’ll make it?"

Inara didn’t respond for a while. Then, quietly, "I know he won’t. But a part of me... still wants more time."

Akamir gave her a weird look. "And why is that?"

Inara squinted her eyes at him. "Are you really asking that?"

"What’s wrong with that?"

"No, nothing..." She let out a sigh. "It’s the army."

Akamir blinked twice. "What?"

"Lucien has the army in control." She said, her voice strained. "He can control them to his will because of the Duke...."

"Ah, I see." Akamir mumbled rubbing his chin. "So, your problem is the army?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "I would need time to form a proper one in case we have a civil war."

Akamir looked at her then turned serious.

"We are taking over the kingdom in two days." He said, his voice firm. "No matter what."

Inara stared at him for a moment, eyes wide. "...Two days?"

"Yes."

"Did you not hear what I just said?" She asked staring at him in disbelief. "We need an army."

Akamir sighed and closed his eyes.

A crown slowly began to form over his head making Inara flinch.

"We have an army, Inara."

Akamir said, his voice echoing through the place.

Three portals formed in front of him.

Inara took a step back as twisted beings began to crawl out of it.

Her breath caught as they slowly lowered their head in front of her.

Akamir smiled at her shocked expression. "I am all you need."

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