The Gigolo System in the Academy of Magic-Chapter 21: A Sexy Demoness?

[Recurring Achievement: Take the next step with contract Selena Vaughn]

[Reward: 2000 affection points]

James woke up in a good mood. Looking at his affection points that were almost five thousand, his fingers felt a little itchy but he calmed down.

He still hadn't taken the perception enhancing elixir he had received before. Originally he was planning on taking it to practice his spells, but he decided against it. Today he was going to the library to do some research on curses.

There were already some books at Selena's house but it was not extensive and he could not find what he was looking for.

If James was correct, and he did get cursed, he was fairly certain it must have happened at the training camp outside of school. First of all, while Ainsworth might not care about what happens to students outside of the academy it was a different story when it was within the school. Unless Ryan and the Everheart family had much more power than he thought, he was fairly certain the automatic runic protections at the campus would catch on if anyone used a dark magic curse on a student.

But then this presented another problem. If he was indeed cursed at the training camp, how did it hide itself for almost a week until the day the original body died. He was around many high level mages during that time but none of them noticed? And how did he also not notice that he was cursed?

These questions could not be answered by Selena's small home library.

Early in the morning, James bade well to the still sleeping Selena and returned to his dorm. This time he was more careful, he didn't want to run into a certain nosy raven haired girl again.

When James entered his room, he went through the same motions as before and carefully checked the trace crystal he had hidden...

"Still nothing?"

"Could it really be a level 7 mage? Or is it not Ryan?"

It's already been three days since he 'died' and was reborn and no one had made any special movements. Was he fighting against a phantom?

Maybe he was right and he did get cursed during the training camp, but it was just an accident or he went somewhere he wasn't supposed to and got attacked by some sort of protective measure.

The rest of the morning, whenever he had classes with Ryan Everheart, he would inadvertently try to monitor him. James paid attention to who he talked to, his friends, his habits, what he ate.

But there was nothing. No clues. Everything was normal.

In fact, instead of Ryan, the one who was more suspicious was Kira, who would occasionally glance at him from time to time.

This probably would have continued on until evening if not for the sudden announcement that happened before Potions class.

A faculty member entered the room before the lesson could begin:

"All first years, report to the Grand Hall for a special assembly. Immediately."

The buzz in the room shifted at once. Surprise turned to curiosity as the students filtered out. James followed behind, caught up in his thoughts. Could this be about the important guests that Selena was talking about?

The news came not long after the students filled the hall. A tall man with iron-gray hair and a square jaw stood at the podium. The Vice Principal, Victor Albrein, a level 9 mage. In fact, considering the principal was always absent and his whereabouts were unknown, most students and faculty consider Victor as the de facto head of Ainsworth.

James had heard many rumours about this calm and serious man. He was a noble but he wasn't from any of the powerful families. Apparently he was an orphan who had been picked up by the principal hundreds of years ago.

When he first heard that, James was completely shocked. Even though high-level mages had long life spans, hundreds of years ago the principal was still the head of Ainsworth, so one could imagine how old he truly was.

At this time, the Vice Principal's voice echoed through the marble hall with power and clarity:

"A second training camp has been approved by the board. You leave next week."

Shock rippled through the crowd. Students glanced at each other, confused and whispering. A few even looked panicked. The last training camp had been exhausting and it was only more than a week ago.

Perhaps no one was more thrown off by this news than James himself.

Then the real bombshell dropped.

"We also welcome a new instructor, Helena Ashvane." the Vice Principal said, turning slightly and motioning to a figure among the faculty.

"She comes to us from the Northern Demon Territories, part of a new inter-realm exchange program approved by the Council of Thirteen Houses."

There were audible gasps and even a few scoffs of disbelief. Students began whispering to each other.

"What are demons doing at Ainsworth academy, have they gone crazy?!"

"Yeah, they can't let demon scum enter the human realm!"

"Didn't you hear the news, now that the border wars have stopped, the demon realm and the human realm are trying to get closer."

James pricked his ears at the last comment. The border region. He glanced down at his communicator at the message he had sent when he was first reborn.

No reply.

Just when James was worrying about that tall silent woman in his memory, who had taken care of him when his parents died, he noticed that all the sounds around him had disappeared.

He glanced at the classmate who had been talking the loudest and noticed that his mouth was agape and he was staring at the podium. James followed his gaze.

Purple skin.

This was the first thing he noticed. And then the two horns twisting up from the head.

Her ears were pointed but adorned with fine, silver cuffs. Her figure was wildly exaggerated, and while her outfit wasn't particularly revealing, it was clearly created to outline the beautiful curves of her body. It seemed every move she made was designed to draw the eye.

"Hello, everyone, my name is Helena. I will be teaching Dark Enchantments and Magical Theory. It's a pleasure to be here."

Her smiling voice was mature and sensual, and it flowed like caramel.