Dong.

Tilan wearily slammed her head on the desk, making a dull sound that couldn't help but make people feel sorry for her... the desk seemed like it was about to be smashed through at any moment.

"Xiuhuixiu, why do I have to do homework here, damn it!"

The princess groaned in pain.

"It's all because of your own recklessness..." Aya tried to touch the bandaged wound on her shoulder, feeling the scalp tingling with pain. She had just released her Qi scales and then got hit by Tilan's outburst of Chi. The Qi scales' defense was basically zero, relying solely on her body's resilience... and then this happened.

Damn it, I thought dragon defenses were supposed to be strong? Aya doubted if she was a fake Dragon, otherwise how could she be punched into pieces by others within a minute? Weren't those legendary epics all about dragon slayers using divine weapons blessed by the gods to pierce through dragon scales and kill the dragons? Are all the legends just lies?!

Tilan ignored this person and turned pitifully to the maid chief, begging, "Mimi, can we call it a night here and leave the homework for tomorrow? The teacher will forgive me for just one day. Besides, it's not good for my health to sleep so late."

Mimi was unmoved. "Your Highness, according to His Majesty's request, the daily coursework must be completed. There's no room for negotiation in this. Moreover, with Your Highness's abilities, the time spent begging could have been used to earnestly study and have already finished."

At that moment, Tilan's eyes were filled with immense resentment.

In the end, she failed to plead successfully, so Tilan could only obediently roll back to do her homework. Looking at the pitiful princess, the trembling little dragon stood by, calm and watching, expressing her satisfaction... cough cough, how pitiful.

Before he could be happy for three seconds, Mimi's gaze fell on him, causing him to panic immediately. No...no panic, I haven't done anything wrong recently; even Mimi can't find fault with me for no reason.

Encouraging himself internally, Aya bravely raised his head and met Mimi's gaze.

Ah, worthy of being the golden Dragon, so courageous. I actually dared to confront this maid chief head-on. Aya silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, feeling moved to tears.

"Hey, Aya, come here, I want to give you extra lessons."

Meow meow meow? Wait, did I mishear? Aya blinked, trying to act cute and slip past.

"You didn't mishear, come. For. Extra. Lessons." Mimi repeated each word without expression.

"Wait a minute! Why? I'm not a princess; why do I need extra lessons!" Aya refused to accept it, immediately retorting.

"The princess needs extra lessons because she has fallen behind in both etiquette and coursework. As for you... hmph, do you really think you are much better than the princess in terms of etiquette?" Mimi sneered coldly. "As the personal maid to the princess, if you perform poorly in etiquette, the princess will lose face too."

Said like that, it seems true... Aya, who was born as a maid, etiquette? What is that? Does it even exist?

"But, this doesn't make sense. I'm a guardian knight now, right? Even if I'm a maid..."

"Are there any problems with knight etiquette?" Mimi's cold face and intimidating gaze.

"N-No... no problems." Aya immediately backed down, feeling that continuing to argue might lead to his death.

So for the next hour, Aya sat there with a frowning face, holding a thick notebook and listening to Mimi explain the dull and tasteless knight etiquette — the most traditional and complex knowledge, including a part that was as long as a challenge call initiated by Tilan when she captured him, a part that could rival the length of his own name.

Speaking of which, it was truly a miracle that the princess could fluently recite it. How did she manage to do it? Just looking at that passage made Aya's head spin, not to mention trying to understand and memorize it. The most irritating thing was that this thing was written in an ancient style that had long been abandoned in modern times, nearly driving Aya, who barely understood human language, to death.

Storing this in the brain, it might explode.

"I have to ask, how did you summon the courage to memorize this?" Aya sighed and covered his face with the thick notebook, asking Tilan who was busy scribbling in her book of "Introduction to Magic Theory".

"Hmph, how could something like pure memorization be difficult for someone who has gone through the college entrance exam like me..." Tilan had a domineering and cool expression, but quickly buried her face in the book again, "I've always been curious, what exactly is this so-called college entrance exam that you mentioned?"

"It's nothing, just forget it.""Aya, you're focusing on the wrong thing." Mimi, who was still teaching, didn't hesitate to slap Aya on the head.

"Hey hey! Stop hitting my head! What if you make me dumb!" Aya protested unhappily.

"Well, you're already stupid enough, maybe a few more slaps will make you a little smarter."

"What kind of theory is that?"

One hour later.

"Mimi, I need to go to the bathroom." Tiran pushed the desk away and stood up, stretching lazily as she walked towards the door.

"I'm going too... cough cough!" Aya also took this opportunity to want to slip away, but Mimi grabbed her collar and pulled her back, almost choking her. Aya turned around and glared at Mimi, "What are you doing!"

"If I remember correctly, you just went forty-five minutes ago."

"Yeah, but it's been forty-five minutes, right?"

"But you just came back three minutes ago!" Mimi did not hesitate to force Aya back into her seat, letting Aya experience for the first time just how terrifying the power of the flame demon could be... Damn it, she had no strength to resist after sealing her powers!

Another hour later.

"Mimi... please let me go... I'm dying, I'm really dying..." Tiran drawled, making a face as if she could pass out at any moment... Tsk, is this expression for dying or climaxing? Don't make that kind of trance-like gaze as if you've consumed some computer parts!

"!" Mimi blushed for a moment when she saw Tiran's expression, but quickly coughed twice and returned to her normal state, "Your Highness, please stop pleading, I absolutely won't waver..."

"Meow." Suddenly, Tiran imitated a cat's meow.

"Your Highness, please don't..."

"Meow meow?" Not only did she imitate the meow, but she also added the action of scratching her ear with little paws.

"Uh!" Mimi's body trembled. Okay, okay, how cute Your Highness, what should I do? I can't bear it anymore...

"Meow~" Hmm, even cat ears and a tail... Wait a minute! Where did those things come from!

Head Maid receives 10,086 critical hit damage, Head Maid enters dizziness state, Head Maid falls to the ground and cannot get up, excellent effect!

...

Although studying was painful and difficult, time still passed little by little.

As the night deepened, the streets and shops in the capital city that were open until late at night quieted down. Princess Tiran's room in the palace still had the lights on.

Aya lifted her head and glanced at the night sky outside the window, yawning. The clock on the wall showed that it was already 1 a.m., which should be the golden period for cultivation, but...

She couldn't stop yawning, so tired.

Juju was already sleeping soundly under the covers, and Mimi, who was responsible for supervising him, had already gone back to her room to rest, so Aya unceremoniously threw away the notebook full of intricate etiquette rules, picked up the novel again. However, even so, drowsiness began to invade her brain, making her incredibly sleepy.

She glanced at Princess Tiran, who was in a similar state. Her head was bobbing, her eyes squinted to the point where there was only a small slit left, she felt like she could fall asleep at any moment, but the pen in her hand maintained an astonishing writing speed. Aya sneaked a peek and found that her accuracy was astonishing.

Impressive, what experiences did Princess Tiran go through to develop such skill?

Aya tentatively poked Tiran's shoulder, and the princess immediately stood up and slapped the table without hesitation, saying loudly, "Teacher, choose option Z for this question!"

"..."

What should I do, there are too many loopholes, I don't know where to start. Not to mention what caused this sudden wake-up, what kind of multiple-choice question has an option Z!

Looking around, Aya realized that she was still in the room. Tiran breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Aya impatiently, "Don't poke me randomly."

"I just saw that you were about to fall asleep and wanted to remind you." Aya could barely keep her own eyes open, she couldn't take it anymore, she really wanted to sleep.

"It's okay, it's okay. If you're tired, go ahead and sleep. I often stay up late anyway. I have experience with this... although in the past, staying up late was for reading comics and playing games, but this time it's for studying and doing homework, damn it, why am I encountering this kind of thing, so annoyed..."

"And suddenly started to feel resentful at the end."

Aya was dumbfounded.

"Never mind, I'll wait for you to finish. It's already so late, a little more time won't make a difference." Aya yawned again and continued reading the novel in her hand.Then there was silence at the desk.

This guy, he said he could stay awake, but ended up falling asleep first.

Sighing, Aya walked to the desk and picked up Tiran, carrying her back to bed, carefully tucking her in with the blanket.

Tiran lay in bed, breathing steadily, her chest rising and falling without any curve... Emma, if the princess was awake and said something like this, she might be beaten to death.

"She's just a child." Aya sighed. Hmm, no matter how you look at it, she is already 204 years old this year, not on the same level as the 17-year-old princess.

However, she was still taken down by someone else's sword. Has she lived for over 200 years in vain...

Aya turned off the magical lights in the room, stretched lazily, and got ready to sleep.

Thud.

The princess, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly reached out from under the blanket and held Aya's hand, showing a peaceful expression.

"..." Feeling the slightly rough touch on her hand from years of holding a sword, Aya's heart was inexplicably filled with subtle emotions.

Standing by the bed for a while, she realized a serious problem.

Tiran was holding on tightly, super tight. Although it was not impossible to break free, once she did, it would surely wake her up.

Looking at the futon just two meters away from her feet, so close yet out of reach, Aya's face was filled with despair.

Wait, wait a minute, if we're talking about beds, there's one right here, isn't there?

Without hesitating for too long, Aya turned over and got on the bed, peacefully sleeping by Tiran's side.