The normal-looking academic room — rows of desks, large blackboard at the front, and tall windows letting in natural light — was filled with familiar faces. Most of Aiden’s women were already gathered, having been informed by Eliza moments earlier.

A brief, heavy silence fell over the room.

Luna’s wolf ears perked up first, then flattened as she sniffed the air. Ebba, who had been draped dramatically over Aiden’s usual seat, sat up straight, her massive breasts jiggling. Lysandra’s elegant eyes widened slightly, one hand resting protectively on her still flat pregnant belly. Selvara crossed her arms immediately, cheeks tinting red.

Ela and Lin Xinying and Valerina looked the most shocked of all — mouths slightly open, eyes wide with genuine surprise.

"Professor... Obsidienne...?" Ela whispered, stunned.

Lin blinked rapidly. "It’s true!"

Valerina covered her mouth, blushing, "He is amazing."

Eliza stood politely to the side, having already explained the core situation. Most of the girls had accepted it with varying degrees of excitement, amusement, or playful jealousy. But seeing it in person — the respected (and notoriously strict) Professor Nyssa pressed against Aiden like a claimed lover, with a newborn in his arms — hit differently.

Nyssa’s cheeks burned, but she kept her chin high, staying glued to Aiden’s side with quiet dignity. One of her hands gently supported Elara’s back beneath Aiden’s arm.

Aiden’s voice rang out calm and commanding.

"Everyone, this is Nyssa. She is mine now. And this..." He gently adjusted the sleeping infant, "is Elara. Our daughter."

The word "our" made Nyssa’s breath hitch. She looked up at him with open, emotional adoration.

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[Master~] Lunara purred with delight in his head. [Look at their faces. Your wolf girl is sniffing jealousy, your tsundere demoness is about to explode, and the noble girls look like they just saw a goddess get claimed. This is perfect~]

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Luna was the first to react. She stood up quickly, wolf ears twitching as she walked over. She sniffed Nyssa carefully, then looked at the baby with soft eyes.

"She smells weird... and you, Master," Luna said, a mix of curiosity and slight pout in her voice. "She’s really cute..."

Ebba bounced over next, her enormous breasts jiggling wildly as she leaned in close to Elara. "Aww~! Look at those tiny cheeks! She’s adorable, Bro!" Then she grinned up at Nyssa. "And you... Professor with the huge tits. I approve. Welcome to the crazy family~"

Lysandra approached gracefully, offering Nyssa a warm, understanding smile. "It seems our Husband has been busy. Welcome. And little Elara... she will be well-loved here."

Thristle and Vegia cooed softly at the baby. Valeforia licked her lips playfully while eyeing Nyssa’s overflowing chest. Nyxion’s tail swayed with interest. Arisha grinned excitedly. Even Venya gave an approving nod.

But Ela and Lin were still frozen in shock.

"Professor Obsidienne..." Ela repeated softly, almost disbelieving. "One of the strictest professors in the academy... and now she’s...?"

Lin finished the sentence with wide eyes. "And standing here like that?"

Valerina was just stunned.

Nyssa flushed deeper but spoke with quiet confidence. "Yes. I am his now. In every sense. I know this is sudden for all of you... but I have surrendered completely."

Selvara, who had been silent until now, suddenly stood up. Her arms were crossed tightly, cheeks burning red in classic tsundere fashion.

"Hmph...!" she muttered, glaring at Aiden. "This idiot... disappears and comes back with not just another woman, but a professor... and even a cute little human baby now. Idiot. Absolute idiot..."

Despite her angry muttering, Selvara’s eyes kept flicking toward tiny Elara with reluctant softness.

Aiden chuckled and walked closer, still holding both Nyssa and the baby. "Selva... she’s part of us now. Just like all of you."

Selvara turned her head away sharply, blushing harder. "D-Don’t act like it’s nothing! You always do this... leave and bring back more women... and now there’s a baby too... Hmph!"

But she didn’t storm off. Instead, she stepped closer and gently brushed a finger over Elara’s tiny hand, her expression softening for a brief moment before she caught herself and returned to her tsundere scowl.

Luna, still a little pouty, pressed herself against Aiden side. "The baby is cute. She can stay."

Ebba laughed and hugged Nyssa, squishing her own massive breasts against the professor’s arm. "Don’t mind them. We’re all a little crazy here. But we share pretty well~ Especially when it comes to Bro."

The atmosphere gradually warmed. The girls crowded around, cooing at Elara and asking Nyssa curious (and sometimes very intimate) questions. Nyssa answered them honestly — about her ex, her pregnancy, and how Aiden had completely conquered her in her own office.

Ela, Valerina and Lin eventually recovered from their shock and offered warm welcomes, though they still kept stealing glances at the lactating professor in disbelief.

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[Master~ Selvara is so adorable when she’s tsundere. She’s already planning how to spoil the baby while pretending to be angry. And look at how Valeforia are eyeing Nyssa’s tits. She’s definitely imagining milk-sharing sessions later~]

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Aiden sat down in his usual spot on the long bench.

The rest of the girls gathered around, turning the special classroom into a lively, chaotic family meeting.

Lysandra smiled gently. "We will need to prepare a nursery wing."

Selvara muttered from nearby, "Hmph... as if we didn’t already have enough children coming..."

But her hand gently rested on Elara’s back for a moment when she thought no one was looking.

Nyssa leaned her head on Aiden’s shoulder, whispering softly, "Thank you... for this. For all of them."

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Professor Elowen Voss slammed her delicate hand down on the grand oak desk with enough force to rattle the expensive inkwell. The sound echoed through her opulent private office — a room befitting her high noble status, filled with ancient tomes, floating crystal orbs, velvet drapes, and gilded artifacts.

But the refined elegance of the office clashed violently with the woman currently occupying it.

Elowen’s long, golden-blonde hair was a mess, strands sticking wildly after she had pulled at it in pure frustration. Her stunning emerald-green eyes were red-rimmed with barely contained tears of rage. She clenched her perfect white teeth so hard her jaw ached, full red lips twisted in a snarl.

"That cursed Aiden Nightshade..." she hissed under her breath, voice dripping with venom. "Who the fuck does that pathetic commoner think he is?! Him and his disgusting pack of whore wives... How dare they humiliate the noble houses like this?!"

She yanked at her hair again, hard enough that a few golden strands came loose between her fingers.

"Yesterday’s duels... completely ruined. Elarion, defeated by that mudblood trash. And his bitches took down every promising noble first-year like it was nothing. Pathetic! All of them!"

Tears of fury threatened to spill down her flawless cheeks as she paced behind the desk, her massive, heavy breasts straining violently against the sheer black fabric of her top with every angry step.

"If only that man had never stepped foot in this academy..." she muttered bitterly, gripping the edge of her desk until her knuckles turned white. "If only he would just disappear... If only he was dead..."

A dark, dangerous thought slithered into her mind.

Her emerald eyes narrowed with cold calculation. Without another word, she yanked open a drawer and pulled out a special enchanted parchment. She placed it flat on the desk, picked up her elegant wand, and twirled it in a complex pattern above the paper.

Dark sparkles fell across the surface. A shadowy version of herself appeared on the parchment — her face and body veiled in darkness, making her identity impossible to trace. The recording began.

"Kill Aiden Nightshade," Elowen’s voice came out cold and venomous. "He is a first-year student at Albinos School of Wizard and Witchcraft. I want him eliminated. Send your best assassin. Do not underestimate him — he is called the Child of Prophecy. I need someone capable. I will pay whatever sum you demand. Just kill that filthy mudblood."

The shadowy figure on the paper repeated her exact words perfectly.

Elowen then took a smaller piece of parchment — this one showing a clear, moving image of Aiden Nightshade. She rolled both papers together tightly.

She stood up, her massive chest heaving with barely suppressed rage, and walked toward the tall window. Cold air rushed in as she opened it. She leaned out slightly, her enormous breasts resting on the windowsill, nearly spilling out of her sheer top.

She whistled sharply.

A few moments later, a sleek, dark-feathered owl descended silently and landed on her outstretched arm.

"My dear Relta..." Elowen cooed softly, her voice shifting to something almost affectionate as she stroked the owl’s feathers. "I have important work for you tonight. Take this letter and deliver it to the usual contact. Do not fail me."

The owl hooted lowly in agreement.

Elowen pressed a gentle kiss to the back of the owl’s head, then carefully tied the rolled message to its leg.

"Make sure it reaches the right hands," she whispered darkly. "I want that commoner scum gone. Permanently."

She extended her arm outside the window. "Go."

Relta launched into the afternoon sky, disappearing into the horizon.

Elowen stood at the window for a long moment, her beautiful face twisted with hatred and satisfaction. Her thick thighs rubbed together slightly under her short skirt as a twisted smile slowly formed on her red lips.

"Soon..." she murmured to herself. "Very soon, Aiden Nightshade... you and your whores will learn what happens when you challenge true nobility."

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END OF Chapter : 414 : ELARA OBSIDIENNE!

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