Roxana put a hand on Jax's shoulder.

"What the hell are you teaching this child, Professor?"

Jax blinked innocently. "What? Don't you see that's some noble etiquette right there."

She stared at him in disbelief.

"I don't think that looked like etiquette."

"It's different." Jax waved his hand dismissively. "This involves teaching etiquette to other nobles. And that's exactly what she did. Flawlessly, I might add."

Roxana sighed heavily. The horror still lingered in her eyes.

She turned to the little girl.

"Emily, what are you doing here? And why are you away from the Headmistress?"

Before Emily could open her mouth, Jax interrupted.

"Oh, by the way. What were you saying earlier? This little one, I mean Emily, is Lysandra's daughter?" His eyebrow raised suggestively. "Don't tell me someone actually dared to reach their dick to her—"

He stopped mid-sentence.

His gaze fell on Emily's curious face staring up at him.

'Maybe not the best topic in front of the child.'

Roxana's eyes had already shifted to something behind Jax. Her words came out hesitant and broken.

"It's a bit complicated relation but... it's like that. I will tell you afterwards."

Her gaze remained fixed on the approaching figure.

Then a voice cut through the air like ice.

"Professor Jax."

Jax turned slowly.

Lysandra stood there. Emily between them. And Jax wore the greatest grin he had ever produced in his entire existence.

Lysandra's smile was perfectly composed. Practiced. Fake as hell.

But the veins bulging on her forehead told a completely different story.

"I was wondering," she began, her voice dangerously sweet, "how my child was changing so much lately. Changing for the worse."

Jax gently placed Emily down on the ground.

"That's rather rude of you, Headmistress. Calling your own daughter worse."

Lysandra ignored him completely.

"Those crude words. Those vulgar insults. Those creative threats involving male anatomy and bedroom inadequacies."

Her eye twitched.

"I knew I was missing something. I knew I had heard them before. And yet I was a fool not to understand."

She took a step closer.

"The guy who taught her. The brother she said she made in the park. It was you from the very beginning."

Her fake smile cracked slightly.

"I knew there was only one being on this island capable of such depravity. And yet I was fool enough to search everywhere for that so-called brother." Her voice dropped. "I wanted to deliver some punishment."

Jax's grin widened.

"Punishment?" His tone was pure mockery. "I think you're so happy right now that you fumbled your words. Did you mean reward? Or perhaps promotion?"

Lysandra's forehead vein throbbed visibly.

Roxana stood to the side, watching the two exchange smiles and death stares.

'I knew tagging along with him would attract trouble.'

{After some time}

Jax stood inside the grand hall, eyes scanning every corner.

Searching for chaos. Or a company to tease. Or even Adelina.

He found none so far.

Lysandra had practically ripped Emily from his arms earlier. Her parting words were sweet on the surface but dripping with venom underneath.

"We will continue this discussion after the ball, Professor."

Translation: prepare your grave.

Jax scratched his head lazily.

'Even Roxana vanished without saying anything. Where the hell did she go?'

He pictured her spotting the alcohol table and sprinting toward it like a starving dog chasing meat.

In reality, she had simply wanted to stay far outside his range of chaos.

Smart woman.

Then Jax spotted them.

Two stunners.

The first wore a green dress embedded with countless jewels. The fabric hugged her figure in all the right places while flowing elegantly at the bottom. She looked like a bride prepared for the grandest wedding ceremony in history.

Astrid.

Her purple hair cascaded down her exposed shoulders. The dress highlighted her modest yet perfectly shaped curves. Her skin seemed to glow under the chandeliers. Every noble in the vicinity had their eyes glued to her, some with admiration, others with poorly disguised lust.

The second stunner stood beside her.

Seris wore a red dress that contrasted beautifully with her complexion. The design was bold yet elegant, revealing just enough to ignite imagination while maintaining royal dignity. Her posture radiated confidence befitting Adelina's daughter.

The entire hall was either staring at them with lustful gazes or admiring their beauty from afar.

But Jax?

His cock didn't even twitch inside his pants.

Not a single rotation.

'One is basically a daughter figure. And the other is some stupid moron who acts like a child half the time.'

Killing any potential arousal instantly.

Before Seris could greet him, Jax spoke first.

"Where is Ade—" He caught himself. "I mean, where is the Queen? Your mother?"

Seris's expression shifted slightly.

"I'm here to deliver her message. She asked me to convey it to you personally."

Jax's face said go on.

Seris took a breath.

"Mother said she won't be able to come. She doesn't want to distract me from my goal." She paused. "Her presence here during the tournament week could cause me to lose focus on the upcoming fights."

She added with genuine confusion in her voice.

"I don't understand why mother told me to deliver this message to you. It was clearly meant for me, not you."

Her brow furrowed.

"I was shocked as well. The excuse makes no sense. Loss of focus because she's here for one week? And telling you something that was directed at me?"

Jax smiled gently.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and patted it.

"Your mother is a wise woman. There would definitely be a reason behind it."

His eyes carried something knowing.

"As for my involvement, maybe she wanted to tell me about her sacrifice for her daughter's victory. So that I push myself harder as your coach."

Internally, Jax understood everything.

The letter was never meant for Seris at all.

Adelina was indirectly telling him why she couldn't come. Because of him. Because she acknowledged Jax's choice. His path and as he had said her presence would distract him from his whatever goal.

'She really is wise and mature and of course hot.'

Seris's cheeks flushed pink.

"Professor, why are you treating me like a child?"

She slapped his hand away from her shoulder.

Astrid stepped forward immediately, grabbing Seris's arm.

"I told you, Seris. He's a pervert through and through." Her voice dripped with disgust. "He doesn't treat me like that because of the same reason I mentioned before. I'm immune to his perverted magic."

She began pulling Seris away while shooting Jax a look of pure contempt.

Jax returned it with a smug face.

And a middle finger.

Carefully positioned where Seris couldn't see it.

Astrid's eye twitched violently as they disappeared into the crowd.

Several minutes passed.

Jax was bored out of his mind.

Then he felt it.

A gaze. Piercing. Intentional.

And mana. Wrapping around him like invisible threads.

He spun quickly.

A shadow flickered at the edge of the hall.

Jax moved toward the commotion instinctively.

Then a screen flickered before his eyes.

[New Side Quest]

[Follow the below roadmap:]

[Fuck Ilythra → Manipulate your way to threesome → Pat the weird looking stone three times in the room]

[Reward: Dick Size +1, Level +2, Skill: Dual Wielding]

[Note: The order must be followed. Otherwise the quest will be termed failed.]

[Time Limit: 30 minutes]

Jax stared at the notification.

'The hell is this?'

His mind raced.

'Who the hell is Ilythra? I feel like I've heard that name before.'

Then there was manipulating his way into a threesome.

And the final task was just bizarre. Patting a weird looking stone three times?

'That sounds stupid as hell.'

But the rewards.

'Just for fucking, manipulation, and playing with a rock, I get three overpowered things?'

Dick size increase. Two whole levels. And a combat skill which was perfect for him.

Then realization struck him like cold water.

'This system isn't giving away something like that for free. There's definitely a catch. I would definitely lose something here.'

His instincts screamed caution.

But his feet moved anyway.

Pushing every rational thought aside, Jax followed the shadow.

It led him through winding corridors. Away from the noise of the hall. Away from the crowds and the music.

Until finally.

A room appeared before him.

Isolated. Quiet. Far from anyone who might hear what was about to happen inside.

Jax pushed the door open.

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