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Chapter 103: Result

Chapter 103: Result

The one-day inspection was quickly over. As Reiner had expected, Helena did not find a single problem, and finally left Luna Nova Magical Academy in disappointment. This may be the most painful defeat in her career.

She even refused Reiner's dinner invitation, got into the carriage, and left.

On the contrary, Llorente didn't feel disappointed at all, because before leaving Reiner gave him a brand-new Mage Card that had not yet been released, which made this enthusiastic fan over the moon. He even promised Reiner that he would definitely write a good investigation report when he got back.

After sending the two away, Reiner returned to the campus. He climbed the tower and came to a room.

Five locks were attached to this room, as if some kind of extreme evil was imprisoned inside. Reiner looked solemn and opened it layer by layer. Finally, when the last lock was opened, the door was knocked open with a bang. A dark shadow rushed out suddenly, pushing Reiner to the ground.

"Calm down."

Reiner didn't expect the other party to have so much strength, so he could only persuade her.

"How! Dare! You! Lock! Me! Up! ! ! ! ! "

The other party roared word by word, causing Reiner's ears to hurt. He pulled out his right hand, rubbed his head, and then explained.

"Sorry, for the sake of school, I can only lock up the only one that may become an unstable element..."

"Hiss!"

The other party made the kind of hiss as if the cat was frightened, and it seemed that Reiner's explanation was of no avail.

Reluctantly, Reiner could only resort to the last trick.

"I have ordered the kitchen to add more dishes tonight."

"Really! "

In an instant, the shadow disappeared, replaced by Claire with stars in her eyes.

At the beginning of Reiner's plan, Claire should have followed Reiner as the dean of education, but soon, Reiner discovered that this girl was like a time bomb, which might disrupt his schedule, and more importantly, she didn't even notice it.

Helplessly, he could only lure Claire back to the room with a cake, and then locked the door when she was not paying attention. To be on the safe side, Reiner used five physical locks and invited Mrs. Hawkins to cast two more magical seals to finally suppress Claire.

"Is it smoked ham? Or Roasted Chicken with Fruit Tree? I see, it must be fried lamb chops!"

Claire guessed, like a kitten seeking food.

Reiner couldn't help but smile. He didn't answer, but pointed to Claire.

"First of all, if you are not going to get up, I will be suffocated to death soon."

It wasn't until this time that Claire realized her posture with Reiner.

From the perspective of others, Claire's body now was resting on Reiner, with her hands and legs around Reiner. It was like some indescribable postures in some indescribable plots, making people blush and heart throb.

More importantly, some indescribable part of Claire's body was in close contact with Reiner.

Clang!

Just as Claire was preparing to get up in a hurry, a clear sound of an object falling to the ground came from the side. Reiner turned his head and found that it was Dana who had just finished washing her clothes. And that sound was caused by the bucket in her hand falling to the ground.

"......""......""......"

The three of them were speechless. After a while, Dana, in long-sleeved pajamas, slowly picked up the bucket full of clothes on the ground and gave a knowing smile.

"I'm sorry, you two can continue."

Then she ran away so fast that she even left afterimages.

"Wait..."

At this time, Claire was just about to explain.

......

Somewhere, in a luxurious mansion.

On the extravagant soft bed, a strong man was sleeping soundly. His upper body was exposed to the air. Apart from the sweat, there were rough scars around his body, as if he had been whipped by something. He looked very tired, his eyes closed tightly, as if having a nightmare.

At the other end of the room, there was a woman sitting in front of the dressing table.

She only wore a thin piece of silk. The graceful figure of her was looming in the silk. The woman's slender fingers gently picked up a rolled cigarette from the table. She lit it up and inhaled slightly. Then a faint white smoke was blown out from her delicate red lips.

The appearance of this woman was enough to be described as stunning. In ancient legends, a king would play hundreds of thousands of troops in order to win the smile of his beautiful wife. The woman here seemed to have that kind of charm.

Knock, knock...

There was a knock on the door, and the woman frowned slightly. She had already ordered that at this time, no one should disturb her. Were these servants all stupid?

"Come in."

The woman said. Her voice was sullen, but it was still very pleasant to the ears.

"Master, new news from the south, Helena has failed."

The servant was a young woman in a classical maid uniform, and she was not inferior to her master in terms of appearance, but the servant's temperament was extremely restrained, like a shadow in the dark.

"I didn't expect her to succeed. If my stupid younger brother can't even handle Helena, then he would be too ashamed of having father's name."

Seeing the person, the woman was no longer angry. She stood up, causing the silk to slip down from her body. She glanced at the man on the bed and said indifferently.

"This person is no longer useful. Find someone to get rid of him."

"Understood, Master."

The maid seemed to be accustomed to this. She simply nodded.

"It's a pity, none of them can bear that kind of grace."

The woman walked to the maid's side and said with a slight regret.

"Your grace is too magnificent, they don't deserve it."

The maid watched as the woman stretched out her hand and moved it around her body, moving past her seductive curve, and pulled her original conservative collars apart to reveal the fair skin inside. The maid was expressionless. It was not indifferent. It was more like she didn't care.

"As for you, I have always been interested in your body. Such a perfect creation can indeed only be made by Master Hohenheim."

The woman said charmingly, enough to captivate any man.

Her breath swept over the maid's body, her fingers sinking slightly into the soft skin, but the maid was still unmoved.

"Sign."

With a sigh, the woman retracted her hand and left, and said bitterly.

"You are always so cold, it's so boring."

"Sorry, Master, when I was made, I was not given the corresponding emotional function."

The maid replied, bowing slightly.

"Forget it, go and pour me a glass of wine."

The woman shook her head and said as if helplessly.

Nodding, the maid pulled the man on the bed with one hand, dragging him away like a sack, leaving only the woman in the room.

"Reiner, you seem to be a little different now."

Blowing out a smoke ring, the woman said softly