My Yandere Wives are Transcendents

Chapter 378: Next Day

Eli and the others were seated in the Elite Class, their expressions carefully neutral as the lesson proceeded without any hint of reaction to the previous day's dramatic incident.

The Head Master's announcement reverberated through the classroom early morning, emphasizing that no one was permitted to discuss or divulge any details regarding what had transpired inside the Arena. The students of Nex Academy, understanding the seriousness of the matter, complied without question, maintaining a veil of silence over the events.

In addition to this directive, the Head Master introduced a significant change to the Academy's Duel system. Gone were the days of compulsory duels; instead, duels would now occur under the direct supervision of their classroom teacher, adhering strictly to standard rules and regulations.

This adjustment aimed to bring a sense of normalcy back to the Academy's daily activities, despite the extraordinary circumstances that had unfolded.

Surprisingly, the news stations and media outlets remained eerily silent about the incident. They chose to portray it as a mere technical glitch or anomaly in the Nex's research area, glossing over the true gravity of what had occurred.

The general public, including those residing within the Nex Academy, readily accepted this explanation, perhaps out of a mix of ignorance and reluctance to delve into potentially unsettling matters.

Sometimes ignorant people were truly amusing!

Meanwhile, behind the scenes, King Theo, a key figure affected by the events, was undergoing intensive rehabilitation to address the trauma and other related issues stemming from the recent upheaval.

"So, where have you been?" Eli queried softly, directing his gaze towards Scylla, who appeared visibly perturbed.

Finally prompted to speak, Scylla's pent-up frustration burst forth, "That fucking bitch threw me out!!!" She referred to Adriana, who had tossed her aside like a toy when Scylla tried to assist her.

Scylla had nearly reached the edge of Nex Academia; a little more and she would have plummeted from the hovering skies, a brush with death that left her shaken.... She nearly died!

Her pent-up anger radiated, causing everyone to look at her with surprised gazes, her face flushing with embarrassment as she tried to hide her face.

She had just arrived that morning and witnessed the blood-sucking woman crying, despite her joy while riding on his sword. Veins popped on Scylla's head and just about to kill Adriana.... Adriana disappeared leaving the divine sword covered in otherworldly fluids... as if she had seen Scylla as an angel who had come to her rescue.

"It's okay, it's okay.... " Eli muttered with a guilty voice as he patted her back.

"Hmph, Bastard!" Scylla's voice carried a mix of annoyance and a hint of embarrassment, her cheeks flushed as she recalled the intense encounter with the divine sword covered in nectar and divine power.

After the class concluded, Eli found himself with unfinished business before his journey to the Flora Kingdom, where Alysia was occupied with her royal duties... Busy holding her Crown.

"Where are you off to?" Pearl's curiosity led her to trail behind Eli.

"I need to take care of something," Eli replied, his mind focused on recalling the path that child Lean had taken.

"What kind of task is it?" Arlyne inquired, also intrigued by Eli's mysterious words. Enjoy more content from M-V-L

Eli, aware of Arlyne following him, responded, "It's a request I want to fulfil."

Both Pearl and Arlyne nodded at his cryptic response, unable to understand exactly what he was saying, but their love for him made them nod their heads.

Then they glared at each other as sparks visibly emitted from their eyes... as if they were continuing their staring fight.

Meanwhile, another voice chimed in with curiosity, "A request?"

"Yes," Eli confirmed, momentarily distracted from his thoughts and trying to regain his concentration.

"What kind of request is this?" another voice joined in, adding to the curious chorus.

"...." Eli halted in his tracks and turned around to find.... two familiar creatures trailing him like ducklings.

"Kyra and Kira?" Eli's brow furrowed as he addressed the two saintesses from the Chola Kingdom, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere and were now following closely behind Arlyne.

"What brings you both here?" Eli's tone carried a mixture of surprise and doubt.

"W-We couldn't help but wonder where Arlyne was sneaking off to," Kira, the blinded Saintess, piped up with a hint of curiosity in her voice.

Kyra, the other deaf saintess, nodded in agreement, "Yes, this is the first time she's completely disregarded her duty to guard us. She mentioned something about important matters and simply left. So naturally, we decided to follow her and see what this 'important thing' was all about," Kyra explained, her expression serious as she stole a discreet glance at Arlyne.

Arlyne, on the other hand, continued to glare daggers at Pearl, her gaze fixated on her as if she were a sworn archenemy. The intensity of her hostility puzzled Kyra, leaving her to wonder about the underlying reasons behind Arlyne's animosity.

She wondered why...

Eli's gaze lingered on them for a few fleeting seconds before refocusing on his task at hand.

"HEY, DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME, YOU BASTARD!"

No, The voice wasn't that of any of the girls present.... it was Arlyne's brother, Oliver.

"I'm not ignoring you, Bro— I mean Oliver," Eli responded calmly, though he didn't spare a glance in Oliver's direction.

"YOU!!" Oliver bellowed, his anger palpable as he moved as if to strike Eli, only to be stopped by Arlyne who intervened with a firm grip on his arm.

"What's gotten into you, brother?" Arlyne's voice carried a note of concern as she looked at Oliver, perplexed by his uncharacteristic rage. This wasn't the Oliver she knew; he seemed to be boiling over for reasons she couldn't comprehend.

Oliver had heard bits and pieces of Arlyne's adventures since her return from an undisclosed location.... mostly tales of monsters and daring escapes, and didn't say anything too serious like... vanilla and other seemingly trivial matters.

However, a sense of unease gnawed at him, a brotherly instinct telling him there was more to the story than met the eye. This feeling was solidified when he caught sight of Arlyne smiling in the mirror like a love-struck maiden, her face adorned with makeup and an expression that spoke of infatuation or.... crazy obsession.

It was at that moment Oliver felt a pang in his heart, as if he had lost something precious and innocent... his beloved sister. Determined to uncover the truth, he had followed her discreetly, tracing the root of her sudden change.

"Let me go, sister! I must confront this man before things spiral out of control!" Oliver struggled against Arlyne's hold, his eyes blazing with a mix of protectiveness and anger, a brother's instinct to shield his innocent sister from harm driving his actions.

But... She wasn't innocent anymore!!

"Brother!"

At the sound of the emotionless voice, Oliver flinched, slowly turning to face his sister... or what seemed like her, with a dark and unfamiliar expression clouding her features.

"No! Give me back my innocent sister!" Oliver's anguished cry echoed through the air, his heart torn between the sister he once knew and the changed version before him.

Eli remained unfazed by Oliver's emotional outburst, 'She looks even lovelier now... snort,' he thought to himself, bemused by how others failed to appreciate the allure of yandere girls.

They were truly more exciting than normal girls!!

He soon followed the way he remembered and that led to an... old Orphanage.

"Let me go!" A child's voice, filled with fear and desperation, echoed from within the orphanage's walls.

"Tsk, tsk, come with me, kid. I've already borrowed the money," a callous adult voice retorted.

"NOOO!" The child's cry was filled with terror, their face contorted in horror.

Upon hearing the distressing sounds, the two saintesses, Kyra and Kira, rushed into the orphanage without hesitation, their hearts filled with a sense of urgency and compassion.