The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

It's not unreasonable for the headmaster to intervene when the princess is attacked.

"I am very sorry that such a thing happened in the academy. As the headmistress, I am responsible for it." Bordonna stood up from her seat and personally apologized to Kurara.

She glanced at Kurara's clothes. It was indeed an outer robe, and it was clear that the clothes underneath were disheveled.

Kurara was slightly embarrassed, but quickly replied politely, "The academy is so big, it's inevitable that there will be oversights. And that mage used a rare subspace scroll, so it's definitely hard to detect it in a short time."

As she spoke, she noticed that the headmaster only glanced at her a few times before focusing her gaze on the boy next to her, Loren's... fingers?

What's going on? Kurara wondered.

Lorenwei also noticed that the headmaster kept staring at her fingers.

"Oh, Headmistress, you know I've been hiding something?" Lorenwei suddenly realized and took out the broken finger that she had stored in her spatial ring.

"A severed finger?" The headmaster opened the scarf and saw it clearly.

So that's how the few bloodstains under the cherry blossom tree came about.

The subspace that Clara mentioned must be the bloodstain left on the severed finger under the cherry blossom tree after the battle ended, due to the disappearance of the subspace, which caused the monitoring guards to be sensitive.

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Kurara began to explain the situation at the time.

It turns out she was suddenly attacked and pulled into the subspace. The reason for the attack, and the identity of the attacker, remain unknown.

The headmaster summarized: "His face is covered by magic, so his features are not clear, but it can be determined that he is a middle-aged man, an archmage, skilled in wood magic, and his accent is unknown."

Kurara nodded: "Yes, that's all I know."

Bordonna glanced at Lorenwei.

“My deduction is: he’s a member of a gang, someone who lives a pampered life, waited on hand and foot. He’s from the north, usually hides in a castle, and just had some steamed buns or noodles. Of course, this is just my guess.” Lorenwei finished speaking and added, “Experience +3.”

Bordonna asked curiously, "What experience +3?"

Lorenwei thought to herself, "How did you know about the habits of chatting on forums?" She casually replied, "It's nothing. I think making reasonable judgments is equivalent to gaining professional experience."

"A gang? Steamed buns?" Kurala asked curiously, "How do you know what you were talking about earlier?"

“Look at the severed finger, you can tell he’s middle-aged, but there are no signs of the hard work of cooking and cleaning. His nails are smooth and his white belly is neat and obvious, indicating that he is well-off. There is a trace of dried steamed bun on his fingerprint. In the South, people mostly eat bread instead of wheat-based foods, and even if they do eat steamed buns, they usually prefer to use a knife and fork. In the North, people like to hold steamed buns in their hands to enjoy them.”

Lorenwei gestured for the two to pay attention to the details of the finger, then pointed to the few tattered pieces of cloth attached to the severed finger, and continued, "The wind blade severed some of the edges of the magic robe. The material of this robe is silk from the northern Bygide region, which is quite expensive, and the fiber weaving technique is five horizontal and three vertical, which is in line with the customs of Bygide. In addition, he can use the Kiana space scroll, which is not a resource that a wood-type archmage can easily use."

Wood-type mages are not as popular as fire-type mages, and warp scrolls are quite expensive even for archmages.

"You know a lot," Kurara said in surprise.

“Of course, the above is a high-probability deduction, and there may be exceptions.” Lorenwei pushed up glasses that weren’t actually on her nose.

Bordonna thought to herself, "No wonder he's the child of the Great Sage—bah, the Cardinal."

Kurara looked at Loren in surprise for a moment before asking, "How did they determine that in the castle?"

Bordonna laughed and said, "What good luck! There's a bit of spider silk in this fragment of the magic robe. It's a type of spider that likes to live in crevices in rocks and only lives inside large stone buildings."

She was an assassin, and she saw through these tricks.

Bordonna immediately ordered her men to begin searching the castles within the scroll's possible teleportation range.

After talking for a while longer, there was no more information to exchange, so Kurara took her leave.

“The academy will give you an explanation for this heinous incident,” Bordonna said. “Don’t worry, your clothes are damaged, come here and change into a different set before you go back.”

"Oh, I'm sorry about that."

"It's nothing. Loren, you wait outside. Don't peek!" Bordonna pulled Kurara into the cubicle, and winked quickly at Lorenwei as she closed the door.

"You're tempting me to commit a crime!" Lorenwei scoffed. Her words were clearly a veiled hint: "You absolutely must peek!"

Kurala and Bordonna went into the cubicle.

There was no sound of the door being locked; it seemed that it was simply closed... Lorenwei, who insisted that there was only one truth, listened carefully and made an accurate judgment.

The door separating the inner room from the office is fitted with a frosted glass panel that is as tall as a person. It has poor light transmission, so you can see what you are looking at but actually not.

Moreover, this inner room is not soundproof at all...

With the rustling sound of her coat being taken off, Bordonna exclaimed from inside: "Oh dear, your bra strap broke? Hey, Kurara, are you really fourteen? When I was your age, I wasn't this well-developed."

From inside came Kurara's awkward "Mmm": "I...I don't know how this happened, it just keeps growing like crazy."

It's too tempting! I don't want to be human anymore!

Lorenwei felt out of control and wanted to go forward and quietly peek through the crack in the door.

"Haha, there are very few girls who can fit into my clothes. It's only one size off, but it will probably fit perfectly in a year."

So, Bordonna is actually an H-cup! Lorenwei exclaimed in surprise.

No wonder he looked so stoic and burdened!

"How about wearing this white dress of mine? It will make those silly boys outside look even sillier."

“He’s not stupid, oh no…” Kurara’s voice was clearly flustered.

Lorenwei, standing outside the door, could turn on him at any moment.

I need to calm down, I need to calm down, Lorenwei kept reminding herself that she was a professional LSP and would never do something as low-class as opening a door a crack.

Peeping through a crack in the door while someone is changing clothes is so low!

"Take off your bra and put on mine. It's a size big, but the clasp is tight, and you can adjust the center gore."

When Bordonna's words came from the cubicle, Lorenwei's mind instantly became clear and incredibly calm!

Lorenwei realized she had to take action!

Opportunity knocks but once, even if it's already lost...

What's lost can't be regained! Pshaw! What a jinx!

At this critical moment, a split second before death, Lorenwei flashed to the wall and reached out...

Instead of opening the door a crack, they made a choice that was a hundred times wiser than peeking through the crack!

She turned off the switch for the crystal chandelier!

The office went dark instantly, but the cubicles remained brightly lit.

The cubicle door was made of slightly opaque frosted glass, which made it dark outside but bright inside, allowing Kula's figure, who was changing clothes, to be clearly seen through.

Although it wasn't immediately clear, nor was it perfectly detailed, the entire outline was presented to Lorenwei's eyes with unparalleled clarity...

What is there to say?

Some people get wet, but they're still burning.

That's exactly how it is now. Lorenwei was in tears, but a burning passion was raging in her heart!

Good deeds are rewarded!

That figure is amazing!

The upper curves are starting to feel familiar, the slender waist is becoming more defined, and the unexpectedly perfect, lifted and perky hip line...

As Kurara changed her movements, Lorenwei's head just kept swaying with the tremors in a certain place, but her mind was pure and she didn't go astray at all. At this moment, she was reciting literary knowledge in her mind.

Emperor Taizong of Tang wrote in a poem: "The colors on the water are unpredictable, yet a round radiance shines through the cracks..."

The great Song Dynasty writer Wang Yishan also wrote: "The fragrance of incense wafts from the forbidden willows, the sound of zithers echoes; the shadows tremble among the palace flowers..."

When Bordona and Kurara came out again, the lights in the room were as usual, and Lorenwei was facing away from the cubicle, studying a book of poetry from the bookshelf.

The poetry of this world is far too shallow; how can it compare to the vast and magnificent culture of my great China? Although Lorenwei wasn't even reading, she had already made an accurate judgment.

"Does it look good?" Bordonna asked, pulling Kurara, who was wearing the new clothes, over.

"It's beautiful!" Lorenwei quickly put down her book, though it was unclear whether she was referring to the present or just now.

Kula blushed, looking a little embarrassed and awkward.

She was very uncomfortable with the large exposed chest area of ​​her new white dress, as it was easy for her to accidentally expose herself.

At that moment, Lorenwei saw that Kurara was wearing a white women's dress with a low-cut square neckline that accentuated her elegance, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!"

Kula's face turned even redder.

"Loren, you take Kurara back to her dorm and take good care of her. I won't send anyone to protect her." As Bordona saw Kurara off, she whispered to Loren, "She's really big."

I've also confirmed it through the telephoto lens! Lorenwei was absolutely certain, and at the same time, she was filled with gratitude: Bordonna, from now on you're like an older sister to me!

Although we had already confirmed with our own eyes in subspace that the "Western Hemisphere" was real, hearing her confirmation made us feel even more at ease, right? And she even gave us such a great opportunity to send America home.

“You take the knight’s sword,” Portona reminded her. “She’s dressed so beautifully, she can’t be carrying a broadsword, can she?”

Lorenwei quickly stored the knight's sword into her spatial ring.

As Lorenwei and Kurala walked back to the girls' dormitory, they attracted envious glances from countless people.

Kula is indeed very beautiful, worthy of being a princess, not to mention her incredibly alluring figure.

Kurara rarely appears without her knight's sword at her waist, and she doesn't know where to put her hands, walking somewhat awkwardly with her hands behind her back, which makes her ample bosom even more noticeable.

Walking at night, the two remained silent for a long time.

Kula's heart was pounding; it was the first time she had ever walked alone with a boy, and she was too shy to speak.

Lorenwei was quite satisfied. Kula always kept her head down, allowing her to peek anytime; although her cleavage was only partially visible, it was even more exciting. She was afraid that if she spoke, the girl would look up and she wouldn't be able to see the good view anymore…

That's all she's good for!

The girls' dormitory wasn't far away, and the two quickly arrived near it.

So close? They walked so fast. A hint of regret rose in Kurara's heart, and she didn't seem to say anything.

Lorenwei felt a pang of regret, realizing she hadn't seen enough of the scenery.

A night breeze blew in gusts, and occasionally a strong gust would lift Kurara's long golden hair.

Watching Kurara gently brush her hair back with her delicate hand, Lorenwei was instantly captivated by her exquisite beauty.

Lorenwei blurted out, "The wind is quite noisy today..."

"..." Kurara's pretty face suddenly turned red.

What should I say? Oh dear, I've always been obsessed with chivalry since I was a child, and I don't really understand literary elegance. How should I respond to him? Kurara was so anxious that she wanted to cry.