Erin turned around and saw a gorgeous middle aged woman with deep black eyes and glossy black hair, pale skin, dressed in a gothic long-sleeve dress in black and purple, with a large bow tie at the back, along with ruffles, and multiple pleats at the hem, while wearing black slippers.
"Is there something I can help you with?" asked Erin.
"Yes, tell me who you are," asked the lady in a serious tone.
Huh?' He was a little confused by the random question.
"Tell me who you are." The lady repeated her question, seeing his confusion.
"Me?" He pointed at himself.
"Yes, you. Do you think someone else is sitting here beside you?"
Erin looked at her, and she looked back at him; for a second, their eyes met, and he unconsciously turned his eyes away.
'What was that?' When he looked into her eyes, he felt as if nothing could be hidden from them.
The woman was still waiting for the answer tapped on his shoulder again.
"I'm Erin .D. Anderson." Said Erin while avoiding looking into her eyes.
"Oh, you are Roberta's grandson; wait, how is this possible? Tell me who you are and why you are using the Drakon family name?" She asked as if he was hiding something.
"Didn't I already tell you?" What kind of questions were those? If he isn't supposed to use his own family name, then should he use hers?
Don't lie; it's impossible for you to be a child. Just tell me who you are." She wasn't trying to expose him but wanted to know how he bypassed all the security measures she had taken.
"Why is it impossible for me to be a child?" Eriin narrowed his eyes.
Does she know about my reincarnation?' He had a little guess of his own but it could be him misjudging the situation.
"Because your soul is at least a hundred years old." She couldn't pinpoint his age, but she knew that he was at least a hundred year old man impersonating a child, and not just any child but the child of her best friend.
"I'll ask one last time to tell me, who are you?" She said it in a cold tone.
' Huff.. But why does she think I'm a hundred years old? Erin sighed with relief now that he was sure that this lady didn't know anything about his reincarnation.
"Lady, you are assuming the wrong, I'm only fifteen this year." He still decided to be a little polite; after all, she was still much stronger than him.
"So, you are not going to open your mouth, then don't blame me for what is about to happen to you." The lady vanished from her place, appearing behind him.
Thud!
Before he could even sense, he fell onto the ground with his eyes shut.
The lady retracted her right hand.
"Tsk, why didn't that bitch send one of her guards to protect her grandson." She was a little angry that her friend sent her grandson without any protection to the school.
She picked Erin as if he were a sack of potatoes, and a magic circle lit below her, and the next second they both disappeared from the garden.
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When Erin opened his eyes, the first thing that came into his vision was the corpse of a human-like monster, which had half of its face transformed into something greyish, with his skin expanding like a bubble then popping, spraying some black liquid around the area. On the other hand, his rest of the face was melting, while his arms weren't human anymore and were instead replaced by ogre ones, and his legs were those of a horse.
He quickly shifted his eyes to the other side, not being able to watch anymore of this gruesome view.
On that side, most of the space was filled with see-through shelves with colourful liquid bottles inside.
Turning his focus forward, he looked at the lady who was busy writing something on the walls. He tried to move his mouth, but it was blocked by a gag ball, while his limbs were tied to the chain. He tried to use force, but failed to even circulate an ounce of mana inside him.
Noticing his movements, the lady stopped writing on the walls and turned around.
"Can you be quiet for some time?" then turned back and began working again on the inscriptions.
'Huh? Bitch, what the fuck are you fussing about? I'm the one who is naked and tied you -....' In his mind, he started cursing at her while staring at her back.
After a while, finally done with her work, she stretched her arms.
"I think this should work. Sigh, it's too late for today, let's try it tomorrow." Looking at the sun setting, she decided to end her work here and was ready to move onto the next project.
She turned only to face a man tied to the wall with a gag ball in his face.
'Hmm, let's deal with him first.' She moved to the shelves and took out an orange looking solution, then moved toward him.
She removed the gag ball from his mouth while he continued to stare daggers at her.
She pressed on his cheeks with little force and forced the bottle of orange solution down his throat. Then put the empty bottle on the other side.
"So tell me what your real name is."
"How many times do I tell you, I'm Erin, you old hag!" He was fed up with this lady in front of him.
"What the fu- Huh?" Erin was a little startled by her surprised face, which looked like her eyes would pop out if she opened them anymore.
"What proof do you have?" She asked after regaining her composure.
"You can look at the pocket of my coat; there was a handwritten letter from grandma in it." He had held onto the letter that his grandmother had written for the dean of the academy, but he was kidnapped before he could give it to her.
She quickly teleported to the other corner of the room where she had kept his dress and took out the coat from the bundle of dresses, and sure enough, there was a letter in it, like he said.
When she opened the letter, she finally understood what was happening, then vanished from her position once again, now standing in front of Erin, holding the letter in her hand.
"So, you truly are Roberta's grandchild, then let me introduce myself. I'm your grandmother's friend and the dean of the academy, Merlin Athen." Merlin said with a little smile.
"Hey, you can tell that stuff later, first unbind me."
To Be Continued…
The masked man could be seen wearing the dress of a firefighter, while spraying water from the hose at the burning car.
When someone walked out of the fire, he changed the direction of the the water.
As the person moved away and away from the fire, the person face became clear and clear and it turned out to be Roberta with all of her clothes wet.
She continued to walk toward the masked man with her cold eyes staring at him.
"What are you staring at? Give me the tickets." She wasn't hurt in the slightest but still little annoyed that her toy was now useless.
The man didn't said anything and quietly gave the tickets of [Cody_Donius] and [DaoistjUIpf3], then continued to water the burning car.