Chapter 62: Demon milf
Lady Carolynn Vordain.
To the outside world, she’s the youngest Vice Principal in the history of the Royal Academy.
But in reality?
She was a three-hundred-year-old Demon Lord who had allegedly vanished after the great United Humanity War. Folk legends claimed she was waiting for time while quietly gathering a massive army to strike down this peaceful era.
But who would have ever expected the legendary threat to be a thoroughly lazy, orange-haired milf?
But the thing bothering Eren the most wasn’t her demonic identity. It was the level of affection she was radiating toward Norelia. The original game lore had never once mentioned the identity of Norelia’s mentor. More importantly, Norelia was supposed to be the one who executed this Demon Queen during the carnival carnage arc by helping Alice’s party.
So what the fuck happening right now? Eren’s mental capacity was currently processing all the available data at maximum, and the logic loops were still giving him zero conclusions.
"Let go! You are suffocating me, Madam!" Norelia finally shrieked, her voice muffled as she violently wrenched herself backward out of the soft trap.
Carolynn let out a dramatic pout. "Oh, why are you calling me ’Madam’ all of a sudden, my sweet little Norelia? Just call me ’Mama’ just like when you were just a kid."
’Kid?! Mama?!’ Eren’s brain instantly went on full-scale strike.
Norelia immediately casted a small spell, creating a tiny shockwave that forcefully pushed the mature lady back onto the cushions. "Stay far away from me, you shameless old hag! I’m an official staff now!"
Carolynn just giggled, entirely unbothered by the magic strike. Her predatory eyes landed onto the spectator who had been thoroughly enjoying her premium display.
"Oh? So this must be the young man? The one who drafted that fascinating manual suction device and pulled you out from your stubborn rebellion against me?"
Norelia smoothed down her rumpled lecturer robes, aggressively tapping her fingers against Eren’s back to regain her professional composure. "Yes. You undoubtedly recognised him of his notorious reputation, but every single advanced blueprint I sent to you last month was based entirely on his designs."
"Fascinating," Carolynn murmured. She slowly stood up, showing her mature body to its full height.
Eren’s blue eyes involuntarily looked down. The breathtaking size of her exposed thick thighs and curvaceous lower body was so immense it easily outmatched even Emma’s athletic thighs.
Carolynn rubbed her smooth chin thoughtfully, looking at Eren with curiosity. "I must admit, I never anticipated the notorious troublemaker of this academy could impress me with such highly unique concepts. But you even managed to bring my Norelia back to my side—hell, you even positioned her to become official staff here, exactly as I always intended."
Eren just gave her his signature, cocky smile.
"It is entirely my honor to be noted by a remarkably distinguished, captivating woman like yourself, Vice Principal."
The orange-haired milf let out a delighted hum at his choice of words. She then gave a side look toward her tiny prodigy.
"Now then, my darling Norelia... don’t you have a lecture scheduled right now? Why don’t you leave this pretty boy under my supervision and head out to your class? I need to thoroughly interrogate him."
Eren looked at Norelia, fully expecting his petite girlfriend to protest the very idea of leaving her notorious playboy boyfriend entirely alone with a hot, dangerously voluptuous woman. A standard territorial outburst was practically mandatory in this scenario.
Instead, Norelia simply offered a practical, completely unbothered nod. "Understood, Madam. It’ already late for my next schedule. However... do not dare lay your hands on him, old hag. Otherwise, it would be different this time."
Carolynn merely giggled as she gave the petite girl a playful, affectionate pat before ushering her out. The doors clicked shut, leaving him alone with a mature, breathtakingly hot Demon Queen who somehow claimed to be the guardian of his own girlfriend.
After a brief moment of calculating his current survival rate, Eren decided to act entirely unbothered. He calmly sat down at the small table and the lady poured him a cup of refreshment, still completely refusing to cover the spectacular display of her cleavage as she sat directly opposite him.
"Do not be so tense, young man," Carolynn murmured with a warm, thoroughly relaxing laugh. "I merely wished to have a private conversation regarding your relationship with my darling Norelia."
Eren cleared his throat, taking a cautious sip. "If I may ask... are you truly just her academic mentor?"
Carolynn gave him a remarkably tender smile as she leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands. "Well... I practically raised that adorable girl sinceIfound her in a basket as an infant. To me, she is far more like a precious daughter. Though recently, she has been in a rebellious phase, even though she is already twenty-four."
Eren let out a low mutter under his breath, his head spinning. ’Oh, wow. A demonic lord playing the role of an overprotective foster mother. The lore is completely going off the rails.’
He offered a smooth, diplomatic look. "My word. You certainly don’t look like a lady old enough to have raised Norelia from infancy, Vice Principal. You look more like her older sister."
Carolynn let out a giggle, shaking her head. "Ah, there it is. Norelia specifically warned me to guard my ears against your smooth words. She told me you managed to trap three separate maidens with those exact lines."
Eren blinked, his posture stiffening slightly. "And you have no objections to the fact that the young man your daughter-figure is seeing is a three timer?"
"Nope, whatsoever," Carolynn replied cheerfully, waving her hand as if dismissing a minor inconvenience.
"Because I have practically watched Norelia from her childhood days, I know everything about her. She is incredibly stubborn, thoroughly lazy when it comes to social tasks, and that perverted girl never interested in real-world romance, only reading those fiction novels. So, I was curious about the gentleman who actually managed to pull her out from that lazy world."
Eren’s chest swelled just a fraction with a proud, satisfied smile. He bowed his head slightly. "Well, I am deeply grateful for the high praise. And I must also extend my sincere gratitude to you for helping me to find the fault in my device. Because of you, I was successfully able to cure my little sister’s condition."
"Think nothing of it," Carolynn purred softly, her eyes suddenly narrowing into a calculating gleam. "After all, I fully intend to ask something valuable from you in direct return for my generosity."
Eren felt like he had heard the same words before.
Carolynn leaned even further across the narrow table as her voice dropped into a highly secretive whisper. "Listen closely, Eren... while I was at Norelia’s room yesterday, I accidentally spotted a highly peculiar, vibrating device. When I interrogated the girl about it, she turned completely red and insisted it was merely a... massaging device."
The Vice Principal’s eyes sparkled with a desperate envy. "So tell me, pretty boy... can you manufacture that same thing for me as well?"