In room 36A of the cultivator dormitory, a picturesque scene was taking ce.


    An Ice Cold beauty sat with her legs crossed on a bed as she looked at her two servants kneeling before her.


    "Can you please repeat what you just said to me? I must be hard of hearing, for surely you didn''t say that you couldn''t find him?" Thedy said as she re-crossed her legs, exposing her thighs for the briefest of seconds before they were once more covered.


    The two female servants on the ground trembled in fear as they both lowered their heads to the ground while the one on the right said, "La-ady Frost, the records show that no man named Ryan was recruited this year."


    Hearing the servant call her Frost, thedy nted her heel on the servant''s head and said, "I told you to call me Lady Mara," Mara said as she ground her heel against the female''s head, "Do you understand?"


    Showing an expression between pain and delight, the servant squeaked out, "Yes, Lady Mara."


    While the other servant was looking at herpatriot with a twinge of jealousy in her eyes, she said, "Maybe he used a fake name? Although if he did, he must not have known who you were, Lady Mara, as no one would lie to the infamous Frost Queen''s face."


    Only coldly snorting, Mara got up, removing her foot from her servant''s head as she said, "Find him. And don''te back until you do."


    ===


    Valeriay on her bed in the teacher''s dormitory as she used her heavenly screen to ess the teacher''s database.


    For thest 30 minutes, she had been scrolling through the list of recruits to find the name of the miscreant that had caused her to be unable to sleep.


    His expressionless face as he teased her with his eyes and words reyed through her mind in a loop that she couldn''t escape from.


    She huffed in frustration as she just couldn''t find him!


    She was sure she had looked through all the names on the list, but none of the pictures matched his.


    She decided she would start with the letter A onest time, and if she couldn''t find him by going through again until the letter Z, she would stop.


    She was clicking one by one when she suddenly paused.


    "Anthony Dire… we have an orphan this year?" As the main liaison between the enhancers and the teachers, it was her duty to know of any outliers that might need special attention.


    The teachers at the academy weren''t divided into enhancer teachers and cultivation teachers. Rather, some cultivation teachers taught the enhancers on their days without sses.


    The course for an enhancer didn''t have to do with technical skills, rather, it had to do with knowledge rted to enhancers.


    How to advance on the path of being an enhancer, and what pills or nts would help you in certain circumstances, for instance.


    Enhancers only had ss once a week, so the main part of her liaison job was to coordinate when and where the enhancers were needed.


    Enhancers were at the academy to ''enhance''. Since they couldn''t ess the BCN, their only choice was to do it in person.


    Her job was to get them some of those chances.


    On the days they weren''t in ss, they would have one scheduled "appointment" with a particr ss.


    The teacher would either instruct them who to go with, usually the person who scored first on thetest test. Or if that person rejected going with the enhancer, the enhancer would get to decide.


    Outliers like orphans might need more time to adjust to their environment before they engage in such a public spectacle, such as publicly choosing a partner.


    But she had read the briefing on this year''s students, they shouldn''t have an orphan.


    Clicking on the name Valeria looked at her screen in puzzlement.


    While the other students had their picture, date of birth, hometown, and even specific measurements… Anthony Dire''s page waspletely bare. Not even his picture was on the file.


    Recalling the earlier conversation with her superiors, she was told to give "this one" her full support in secret and not to hinder him in any way, after being shown a photo of the man she had met earlier.


    That had been the reason for her unease when interacting with Ryan.


    Who was this boy to not only demand she does not hinder him but give him her full support?


    Not even a Duke''s child would receive such treatment!


    Looking at the nk page again, Valeria''s mind reyed the scene of him ignoring her rank as he teased her with her eyes.


    His thick muscles contained just below his clothes as he got up and grabbed her by the back of the head, pulling her hair back.


    He pressed her down on the floor in front of all those recruits as he sadistically grinned, tearing off her top as she squirmed beneath him.


    Valeria slipped her fingers inside her pants down to her panties only to plunge two fingers inside her sopping-wet pussy.


    Sloshing sounds filled her room as she continued her fantasy.


    In her mind, Ryan ravaged her in front of all the recruits as his emerald gaze held her locked in its embrace.


    He towered above her, his thick rod piercing her, taking her in any way it pleased. His animalistic grunts and growls sent shivers down her spine as she imagined just what it would be like to be his. A man''s toy, used in front of so many of her students.


    Her fingers quickened their voyage to paradise, as on her bed, Valeria''s breathing was onlying in short, shallow bursts as she moaned in ecstasy.


    In her fantasy, Ryan was calling her all sorts of disgusting, filthy things in front of so many of her lessers… but that just made her go faster.


    "AHHHH!" Screaming, Valeria plunged her fingers in onest time as her back arched and her toes curled as juices spurted out of her pussy, soaking her panties and leaking into her pants.


    As Valeriay panting on the bed, soaked in her own juices. She wondered just what was happening to her. Why had she had these fantasies? Why was she constantly thinking about him?


    Feeling drowsiness take her over, she swore she would find him just… in the morning.