From the words of the Vice Chancellor, Deus could see they intended to protect Draco. As the leaders of the academy, their decisions were final. Also, if they kept the situation quiet, how would the students even find out?
"It's not the V.C's fault. He's just trying to protect the reputation of the academy. No one wants to anger a main clan like the Night Clan," Old Yamato chuckled.
"Yes, but if word gets out that the academy gave up one of their students, we would lose all credibility," Elder Serpit added.
"Don't worry. The Head of the Night Clan is easygoing; he'll understand the circumstances we're in," Old Yamato said with a sly smile.
Their words made Deus twitch in anger. Though they seemed to be praising him, he could sense the ridicule in their tone. As he walked past Draco and Alya, he snorted, letting his pressure descend upon them. Yet nothing happened. No sweat, no pain—they even smiled at him.
Furious, Deus stormed out of the hall.
