Ghost Exorciser: The Oust Fake Heiress Strikes-Chapter 337 - 335: Cut

He greeted Lana briefly before turning toward the attackers, his expression dark with fury.

"What kind of behavior is this?" he shouted, his voice echoing across the hall. "Do you not even possess basic etiquette?"

The entire arena fell silent. Axel’s anger was unmistakable, radiating like heat from a blazing fire.

Teacher Yumi, who had been quietly observing until now, suddenly realized he had stepped into a lion’s den.

He hurried forward, forcing an awkward smile.

"It was a small mistake. Completely unintentional. You should not be angry."

The more he spoke, the colder Axel’s expression became.

In the next second, Axel pushed Yumi aside.

"If anything had happened to Lana," Axel said, his voice low but terrifying, "I would have torn down this entire Spindridge University."

He then turned, glaring directly at the student responsible.

Only then did Lana recognize her.

Rim, Shelley’s best friend.

Rim’s face had already gone pale.

She regretted the moment she had encouraged her friends to attack Lana.

Her anger over Shelly’s defeat had clouded her judgment, pushing her into making a reckless decision.

When Axel had intercepted the attacks, she had secretly felt relieved.

But now, standing under his furious gaze, she understood just how badly she had miscalculated.

’I really... messed this up.’

She looked at her teacher with a pleading gaze, her eyes slightly moist, silently asking for support.

The teacher gave a faint nod, yet the gesture carried hesitation rather than confidence.

Teacher Yumi turned toward Lana, deliberately ignoring Axel as though he did not exist.

"Lana will not mind. This was just a small bickering between friends. You should be generous enough to forgive. It was nothing more than a harmless prank."

The antiseptic scent in the hall felt sharper than before, and the murmurs of the crowd faded into an uncomfortable stillness.

Lana slowly narrowed her eyes. "I mind."

Her calm yet firm words struck like a stone dropped into still water.

Yumi fell speechless.

He had never expected Lana to resist. In his mind, she would simply follow the flow, smile politely, and let the matter pass.

A flicker of annoyance crossed his face before he forced a cough.

"You should not be this petty."

"I am petty," Lana cut in without hesitation.

"The one who could have lost her life was me, not you. If I attack you the same way, would you be ready to bear it?"

Yumi’s eyes widened in shock, and the color drained from his face.

"You are crossing the line!"

Lana nodded without even a trace of guilt.

"In exactly the same way you and your students tried to cross it. I am only pointing out how foolish that was."

The words hung in the air, heavy and undeniable.

Yumi fell silent.

He realized, perhaps for the first time, that he truly had gone too far.

Axel gave Yumi one last cold glare before turning away. Without another word, he walked off with Lana beside him, his steps sharp and controlled.

They walked down the corridor, the faint echo of their footsteps bouncing off the polished floors.

The smell of old wood and medicinal herbs drifted from somewhere nearby, yet Axel remained completely silent.

Lana finally frowned. "What happened? Why are you not saying anything?"

Axel shook his head slightly. "I am planning how to get Yumi expelled."

Lana stopped walking altogether, stunned. "Expelled? Why would you even want that?"

Axel’s expression remained calm, but there was an unmistakable edge beneath it.

"He is the one who encouraged the mystic department to be uncooperative toward the exchange students."

Lana froze. She replayed every encounter in her mind.

Yumi’s strange behavior. His repeated attempts to make things difficult for her. The subtle hostility that had spread among the students.

"So it was not random..."

She felt a chill crawl down her spine.

"He might be the main reason everyone thought mistreating me was acceptable," she murmured, her fingers unconsciously tightening.

Axel spoke in a steady voice. "By tomorrow, he will be gone."

Lana looked at him in amazement. She had never imagined Axel possessed enough influence to contact the principal of Spineridge University, much less remove a faculty member.

Before she could ask anything further, they had already reached the infirmary.

The sharp smell of disinfectant immediately filled her nose.

She blinked in confusion and looked at Axel. "Why did you bring me here?"

"You tried very hard not to get a single scratch," Axel replied calmly, "but there is still one."

Lana frowned and touched her neck. Her fingers came away slightly damp.

There was indeed a thin cut she had not even noticed.

Axel continued, "The barrier absorbed most of Shelly’s power, but a fragment slipped through. That fragment caused this."

Lana was stunned. ’Even the jade bracelet has flaws?’

As if reading her thoughts, Axel added,

"Every artifact has defects. Even the finest one cannot guarantee absolute protection. I am surprised you only received a minor scratch."

Lana smiled lightly. "If it is just a scratch, you could have told me. I can heal it myself."

She raised her hand and let a soft glow gather in her palm. Warm, golden light spread over the wound, carrying a faint soothing heat.

When she finished, she looked at Axel with a small, satisfied smile.

But Axel did not smile back.

His face remained serious.

Lana glanced at her hand again. There was still blood.

Her brows furrowed. "Why is it not healing?"

Axel exhaled quietly. "Just as I suspected. The mystic energy carried a trace of poison."

Lana’s eyes darkened. "I never thought people in Spineridge University would play this dirty."

Axel shook his head.

"This is not considered dirty here. It is part of their training. From the first year, they are taught to embed secondary attributes into their mystic energy."

He paused before continuing.

"A mystic cultivator here does not wield pure energy. Their attacks often contain additional properties, such as toxins. That is why Spineridge University stays ahead of Shadowridge University. It is not an external aid; it is something they have learned to integrate naturally."