After discussing a few more matters, the dean and the two professors finally stood up, said their goodbyes, and left the mansion.
The moment the door closed behind them, Elizabeth cleared her throat loudly.
"Ahem!"
She snapped her knuckles one by one.
"Crack. Crack. Crack."
Her eyes twitched, and thick veins popped out on her forehead.
"My dear son…" she said in a sweet but dangerous voice.
Julius, who was sitting right beside her, shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
"Y-yeah?" he gulped heavily.
"Do you know what kind of stunts you have pulled?" Elizabeth asked.
Her eyes were closed in a perfect crescent-moon smile, which somehow made her look even scarier.
"No…?" Julius answered nervously. He slowly slid his chair a little backward.
"Pop!"
Another big vein appeared on her forehead as she kept cracking her knuckles again and again.
"What did you think? That I wouldn't know you sent an avatar to take the Saint Trial?" she asked, still smiling that scary sweet smile.
