My Bad Princess's
Reason

One Week later

Italy

The man let out a rough breath, it was already a week but he still could not find his friend.

Lost without a trace like a swallow on earth, from the surveillance camera the last time the man just went into his room and after that never came out again.

There was no sign of anyone infiltrating the man's room nor was there any sign of him coming out.

"d! Where's she?!"

Cardy muttered as she felt frustrated that she could not find her friend.

He has been looking for and of course trying to know if from the cctv camera is not edited or tapped at all.

And indeed in Alessio's room was not given a cctv, and although there is certainly a man himself who installed it and of course no one knows where and what password can be used.

"Report the people who have the possibility of missing him" Cardy ordered.

He was only a colleague and not a subordinate but still there were some things that only the man could do and he still needed him.

"Okay sir!" said one of the men's subordinates who would also look for where his usual man lost was always strong could not be defeated it.

...

"This all? You guys have reduced your estimates?" cardy asked who took her breath when she saw the list of names that had a high possibility for revenge.

"Right sir, we've narrowed down the estimates of people who may be involved" said one of the men in a neat suit.

"Ck!" Cardy clucking.

Too many enemies have a high chance of being the mastermind behind his lost friend.

"See the last mutation of his account," Cardy orders him before he leaves the place.

All of the bodyguards in that place lowered their heads, indicating they agreed to what he had just said.

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Lavensberg Empire.

The man took his breath, some of the things he had to learn first were about manners and manners.

"You said you'd make my nation rise? But every day I learn a moral class" said Alessio, who chuckled with an annoyed look.

"Does the devil need manners?" connect again with annoyance.

Cyra turned his head, he closed the mansion spending financial book and then looked towards the man.

"Then? Does the devil complain too much?" asked Cyra who was staring at Alessio while holding her chin with the backs of her hands.

"Ck!" Alessio clucked when he heard her.

His social teaching class was finished and now he was in a large room full of books and of course the smell of wood and paper was clearly smelled.

"You work at this place? This is your workspace?" alessio asked after taking a breath.

A neat classic place with many books arranged and a room that gets sunlight directly from the heat of the glass windows that come.

It's really a fantasy place that you can't even believe in in the world.

"you think? Does this look like a playground?" asked Cyra who was staring at the man. He noticed an expression that looked astonished and was also amazed by what he saw.

Alessio did not reply but he stared into the girl's silver eyes.

"I don't know about your family's problems but like her they don't know what your real nature is" she said, staring at the girl.

Cyra was silent for a moment when she heard him, "Oh huh? Then what's my real nature?" ask the girl while taking her breath.

Alessio did not say, he was actually confused as to which part of the girl was right.

"Like him I'm not in a good sense to you," said Cyra who interpreted the man's silence.

"I'd rather be a bad girl than a good girl" replied Alessio who looked up at the girl.

Cyra gave a small laugh hearing her, she wanted to laugh but of course she did not know why she felt that way.

"Then do you like this nasty girl's banquet?" asked Cyra who was staring at the man with her thin smile.

"Let's know, you're like a witch" replied Alessio, who, upon seeing a beautiful but very rarely seen smile.

"Then would you like to meet a real witch?" ask Cyra who got up and approached the man.

Alessio frowned when he heard her, he did not know what the girl was thinking when he saw her approaching.

"Why look confused? Well, in your place there's no magic I've forgotten." said Cyra, who stared at the man.

"Then come on, I'll show you what a real witch looks like" said Cyra, who offered her hand so that the man could reach her.

Alessio looked towards the hand that was sticking out at him. He then looked towards someone standing right in front of him.

Greb!

The silver eyes were rounded for a moment when the hand he extended to the man was not his in reach instead pulled him into his lap.

"What are you doing?!" asked Cyra who was staring intently at the man who looked relaxed while holding his waist.

"If you don't like it, you can get the flowers out of your finger. You always do it to threaten me, don't you?" asked Alessio who kept the girl's slender waist in order to stay inside her lap.

Cyra did not say anything, his eyes staring at the man who seemed not to want to let go at all.

"You're doing this because you want revenge or something?" his question frowned and now no longer rebellious.

"Revenge? What's for?" asked Alessio who tilted her head staring confusedly at the girl who looked so beautiful as she looked up close.

"Come, to feel a defeat?" answer the girl with another question.

Alessio did not reply, he stared at the girl in front of him. Silver colored eyes with beautifully shiny hair.

Long hair strands that are curly and smooth pass through the fingers one by one. So smooth and soft.

His eyes locked for a moment and then stared towards those silver eyes without a word he could hear.

"All right, we're leaving. Where were you going?" asked Alessio who was staring at the girl while releasing his waist grip.

Cyra did not answer but he felt a hug on his waist that felt loosened and he woke up.

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Magic Academy

The man seemed to look towards his very surrounding gaze which looked amazed, or rather his feeling of wonder, bewilderment and awe at the same time.

"You went to school here too?" asked Alessio who was staring towards the girl who was walking beside him.

The people who seemed to be wearing uniforms similar to the fantasy school in the movie he saw were now watching for real in front of his own eyes.

"Yes" answered Cyra briefly.

"Then why don't I ever see you leave in that uniform?" asked Alessio who looked so curious.

"I've graduated faster" Cyra replied briefly as she continued to move on.

"graduated? You look young and they look your age, too" said Alessio, staring at the face of the girl walking with him.

"I got in faster and passed faster," replied Cyra briefly who kept going.

Alessio no longer asked, though, however he gazed along the path he passed until the steps of the girl stopped in front of a large and tall door and showed a building that looked different from the academy he had passed before him.

There was no question, the man kept following the steps of the girl who was beside him.

Cyra did not say if he was no longer in the Magic Academy but in the magic tower.

And of course in that place are not people who learn magic but people who create magic.

Alessio is silent, unlike the movies and the terrible story of the witch and her place.

The place looked neat, although it had a dark atmosphere but not a dirty place of disgusting pliers but rather a place that looked so classic that showed an aesthetic that he could not even compare with the word expression.

"You can see them? Know they're witches and some of them have dark magic and of course it's from your world." cyra said when this time they have headed to one room that hands are different from other places.

"Where are we now?" this time Alessio no longer held back his questioning sense.

He stared at the girl beside him who was wearing a cloak because he had to cover a hair color that was very unusual in the empire.

Of course, everyone also knows if the girl is the crown princess.

"Witchcraft towers and they are witches who use dark powers or black mana. You may not remember because they have not fully risen yet but they will start teaching you one by one" said Cyra who introduced all the witches in front of her.

Alessio did not say anything for a while, he then turned his head and looked towards the girl who was beside him.

"I want you to teach me magic, let's just say that because I taught you how to use a gun" said Alessio, who wants to choose the teacher he wants.

"I'll teach you to use the sword, it will be very useful here and those who will teach you about magic." Cyra replied with an ever-cold face and gaze.

"Don't you also know how to use magic? You're from the same academy, right?" asked Alessio who was staring at the girl.

"Yes, but I'm not from the same major, I'm from a recovery major that's almost the same as medicine" Cyra replied briefly.

Alessio didn't say anything for a while, "I'll leave you here. Learn and then I'll come again later." said Cyra who went away leaving the man who still looked astonished.

Alessio still had no time to say anything but the girl had already left.

He took a breath and then stared at the missing girl's back.

...

The footsteps slowly stopped instantly as they looked towards someone who was in front of him.

Those silver eyes seemed to gleam staring towards someone who seemed to stop.

"As if we have another guest?" said the bright-eyed handsome man while glancing at the hand that was still on the handle by someone.

Cyra releases the hand of the man who was chasing her and intercepts her because there is something she wants to convey.

"My respect to the imperial star, may the sun always shine over His Majesty" he said.

Alessio was silent for a moment but he quickly put into practice what he had learned.

"Who is he?" the man smiled warmly like a formal greeting that had just been said to him.

"He's my new personal servant, Raivent Clasherfti" Cyra said.

"Clasherfti? I've never heard the name of the family" said Theodore, who tilted his head.

"He came from a Baron family in a western country far away from the empire" he said, saying everything was like honesty.

"Then what are you doing here?" the man with bright blonde hair like the sun seemed to smile beautifully.

"Looking at the academy for my sister, Your Majesty knows that Yvoine wants to be in Magic school" said Cyra, who can certainly think of a lightning-fast answer.

There was no answer, the man smiled he approached one step and then held the girl's chin.

"Then you can come with me? I also need a guide" said the man, smiling gently, but his bright and beautiful eyes could not hide the meaning and purpose implied in him.

Greb!

"I'm sorry, but the Princess has to go now" said the man, who then looked at the man as he pulled the girl's hand in front of him and then hid her into his protection.

Theodore kept smiling but of course he showed a smile that looked very dislike what was in front of him.

"How dare a servant interject" said Theodore, who stared with a smile but held in anger.

The man seemed silent for a moment and then smiled thinly while looking down.

"I'm not trying to interrupt but the Princess has to come back now or she'll get in trouble."

"I don't think Your Majesty will want to see the woman you love so much in trouble, I'm new and hear everyone praising your wisdom." say it with a thin smile and a face that does not show arrogance fiber polite attitude but also feels difficult to resist.

Theodore was silent for a moment and then laughed, "You always bring something interesting? All right, this time you can go and I hope you don't get in the slightest trouble." said the man who then went past his fiancee who didn't even say anything.