"What's wrong with him?" she asked the person next to her.
"Aye Ms. Valentine, we do not know. The folk here said that they'd seen him lying there when they noticed something wrong. So, they called for me but I'm no expert in these circumstances."
"Is that right?" Diana walked closer and crouched down to get a good look at what's wrong.
"...She's so beautiful…"
"...Should I try my luck?"
"...Wow she smells so nice…"
Ignoring the passing remarks she thought, 'It looks like a panic attack but…'
Placing her hand on his back, she focused on the mana readings in his body, and the results were concerning.
'It's like his body has never been in contact with magic and is now desperately trying to acclimate to it. The mana is trying to find paths to flow through while his body is creating those paths simultaneously. No wonder he is like this. Fascinating.'
"...I wish she would touch me like that…"
"Can everyone please quiet, I'm trying to focus." She turned to those who couldn't help but be infatuated with her and scolded them.
"Yes ma'am!" The men in particular all said in unison and covered their mouths.
Turning her attention back to the young man, she focused her own mana on him to help his body speed up its "transformation". By holding off the mana trying to force its way in him, his body can smoothly create paths for it to flow.
'By the looks of it he would've assimilated with mana eventually however this should help calm him down quicker. Less painful as well.'
Five minutes later and finally the young man settled down. Diana stood up and called over the guardsman who explained the situation to her.
"What's your name, senior?" She asked the old man.
"It's Willy, ma'am."
"Alright Willy, I am extremely busy with work and have other places to be. Can I ask you to look after this young man?"
"Of course! Tis' not a problem at all. Does ye happen to know what was wrong with him?"
"He was just drunk and threw a fit." She lied, not wanting to explain herself. "He might be a bit disorientated when he wakes so help him sober up when he does."
"Yes ma'am!" He saluted. "It's always the drunks causing a ruckus, wouldn't ye say haha!"
"You could say that." She said as she left.
Although she would've loved to stay and ask questions of the young man when he woke up, her responsibilities were too much right now, so she had to leave.
After making her way to the imported parcel pickup centre and signing off the ordered items, she teleported back to the office where Mia was pacing up and down the room biting on her nail anxiously.
"Is there a problem Mia?" She asked, sitting herself down at her seat.
Mia ran up to her with a look of relief and worry. "Principal, you're finally back!"
"I was gone for thirty minutes and you're acting like the world is crumbling."
"It certainly feels that way! Principal, a fight has broken out."
Diana raised an eyebrow at this news and asked, "Can this problem fix itself or does it require my attention? I hope it's the former."
"Do you remember Dale Cooper?"
"Dale Cooper? The third-year student who wouldn't stop complaining about how he deserves to be part of the ten representatives for our academy?"
"Yes." Mia nodded.
"What about him? I thought that Emelie Herst and her group of friends beat the idea out his head?"
"They did but apparently it wasn't enough to convince him. Right after you left for the docks, Dale decided to take matters into his own hands and went on to provoke and harass the representatives of Kirstenbell."
"Those arrogant mages? Tsk dammit!" She clicked her tongue in irritation. "Where's Dale now?"
"And that's where the problem lies. Dale is currently in a coma at the hospital. He suffered from severe third degree burns on his face and bruises all over his body caused by a group beatdown…"
"WHAT!?" Diana shot up from her seat. "Was he alone?! What about the Kirstenbell students!?"
"He was alone, ma'am. The students are claiming self-defense. They say that they were attacked first."
Furious wouldn't even begin to describe the emotions going through her at this moment.
'Even if Dale is not part of our representatives, he and his family are still people of high status. They won't be quiet about this and will want some sort of repercussion.'
Diana sat down with her hands on her forehead and began contemplating. A minute passed when she spoke, "Mia, inform the Coopers that I want to meet with them at around 15:00pm this afternoon. Tell them to go to Sophie's Supper."
She then took out a small piece of paper, wrote the address on and gave it to Mia. "Here give this to them."
"Any reason in particular you want to meet over there?" She asked as she put the paper in her breast pocket.
"While I'm there I want to sponsor her diner to make food for the upcoming tournament. Mainly its participants."
"I see. Well then, I'm off to deliver this then."
"Please do. In the meantime, I'm going to see the ones responsible for this mess."
As Mia left through the front door, Diana slouched back on her chair and spun it around to look out the window. The skies were clear and off in the distance she could see Royal Airships making their way to the king of Eldoria's castle, Maxwell Dorothy.
Incidentally, the first prince, Maxwell Dorothy, Jr. and second princess, Kiana Dorothy, attend Future Academy. They are both part of Eldoria's representatives which makes it even harder for Diana to rest easy, since the king now has an extra set of eyes and ears keeping tabs on what's happening around them.
Gathering her composure, Diana stood up and got ready to teleport to the Kirstenbell students.
'Better settle this before things get even more out of hand. Great. Just great.'
SHWOOH
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Located near the academy were four different lodging houses made specifically for the representatives of each continent that will participate in the tournament. At the moment, most of these students were out touring Eldoria, seeing as this is their first time visiting. However inside of house Kirstenbell a loud voice could be heard shouting.
SLAM
"What the hell is wrong with you boys!"
Sitting on a couch were the three students responsible for what had happened to Dale. They were triplets with forest green hair and wore a yellow uniform that had the Kirstenbell insignia on.
"Oh, come on teach~ We all know it was self-defense. My brothers and I were attacked first~ Weren't we?" The brother in the middle mocked.
"Yeah teach~ What would have happened if we got injured right before the tournament huh?"
"Yeah…hahaha…poor pfft…us."
"This isn't a joke! We are not back home. What do you think would happen if you get disqualified from the tournament for misconduct?!"
"Why would that happen?" asked the brother on the left. "That punk isn't even part of it. The way I see it is that we've just squashed a mosquito, buzzing around, yapping about shit we don't care for."
"Besides, it sends a message to all those worthless competitors. 'Don't fuck with us' hahaha." Gloated the brother on the right.
"Are you idiots trying to paint a target on your backs!? If Principal Valentine hears about this-"
"She already did." Diana said, appearing right beside them.
"P-Principal Valentine!" Stuttered the teacher with visible fear on his face. "I-I can explain! You see-"
"There's no need for explanations. I've already heard the gist of what happened from my secretary."
She then turned to look at the triplets sitting on the couch.
"Wow~ Who's this sexy babe?" Stood the brother in the middle. "Why don'tchu say me and my brothers here take you away so that we can have some fu-"
"Sit. Down. Boy."
THUD
He fell to the floor as Diana released a magical pressure inside the room.
"P-Principal please…they're suffocating…" the teacher begged.
Tears filled the brothers faces as they struggled to breathe.
"Argh…. ark…please…ack…stop."
"Huff…argh…we're s-sorry…"
"T-teacher please…ark...huff….us…"
All three brothers begged as it felt like their insides were caving in itself.
"Principal Valentine, I beg you. You're going to kill them." 'Fuck this woman's pressure is starting to affect me.' He thought as sweat poured out his head.
When she finally spoke, there was no anger in her voice, only a professional calm resonated in their minds. Making them hang on to each word.
"Listen well, students of Kirstenbell. The fault clearly lies in our court. Dale Cooper was indeed the one who provoked you first. So, it's understandable that you'd be upset. However,"
She looked at the brothers faces then their uniforms.
"However, I see no marks, no bruises, not even a speck of dirt on either of you. You know what that tells me. It tells me that you are all just…. bullies."
"Princi-"
"Teacher, can you please be quiet. I am lecturing your students. Something that is clearly not in your skillset."
"...."
"Thank you. Now where was I…. oh, it looks like you boys are about to pass out."
She finally released the pressure she was emitting and the brothers let out heavy gasps as they were freed from it.
"Like I said, the fault lies with Dale, therefore myself. Your experience here in Eldoria has been soured because of his presence but that does not give you the right to damn near kill him." Her aura threatened to leak again.
"Please Principal! We're sorry! Forgive us!" The brothers groveled on the ground as they feared experiencing that dreaded feeling again.
"Tomorrow, I want all three of you to go to the hospital and beg the Coopers to let this go. Otherwise, I will personally see to it that there is no academic future for you anywhere. Do I make myself clear?"
"""Yes, Principal Valentine!!!"""
She then turned her attention towards the teacher behind her. "I trust that you and the rest of your colleagues will deal with their punishment?"
"Of course, ma'am…" He answered with his head down in shame.
"Good, then I'm done here."
SHWOOSH
And just like that she left.
"You boys can get up now."
Despite her being gone, the brothers were still groveling on the ground, visibly shaking from the encounter.
'Idiots…' the teacher shook his head. 'Could've been a lot worse. We got lucky.'
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Appearing back in her office, Diana sat in her chair and relaxed.
'That's one problem down.' She thought, closing her eyes. 'Next up is the diner and Coopers.'