The Extra Villain: I Made a Contract With The Dragon Empress!-Chapter 277: A Mysterious Piece of Paper

"Afraid? Sorry, I’m not afraid of you."

Those words cut straight to the core of Lucius’ pride.

He gritted his teeth, anger flashing in his eyes. "I am a prince! I could ruin your life in an instant! Think carefully before you act."

But Luna stayed calm, showing not the slightest hint of fear he had expected.

"Yes, you’re a prince. So what?"

Lucius’ breath quickened. Before he could reply, Luna continued, her voice sharp and piercing.

"Remember—I’m not from the Magic Kingdom of Arcadia. I’m from the Holy Kingdom of Aldoria, heir to the Duke’s family, whose rank is just one step below the royal family. Do you really think your arrogance works on everyone?"

This time, Lucius was completely speechless. He wanted to retort but found no words strong or reasonable enough.

After all, Luna was entirely correct.

Luna didn’t bother arguing. She stood up and said coldly, "Get out of here, or I’ll report you to the Academy Head. I know her well—expelling you isn’t impossible."

Faced with her threat, Lucius didn’t dare resist. He got to his feet and fled, utterly humiliated.

The students who had watched were stunned.

Someone as formidable as Lucius could be subdued so easily—it was a sight none of them had ever witnessed.

Even so, they didn’t linger. They quickly returned to their own business, and those eating at Lisa’s shop went back to their meals as if nothing had happened.

Luna turned to Lisa and said apologetically, "I’m sorry for damaging your chairs and tables. I’ll replace them later."

Lisa smiled, shook her head slowly, and reassured her. "It’s okay, Young Lady Luna. You don’t need to worry about it. You saved me and my daughter—thank you."

Tears welled in her eyes as she bowed her head to Luna.

She had thought no one would come to help her and her daughter. But she had been wrong.

Luna stepped in like a goddess, rescuing them from the crisis.

Her kindness was so great that they didn’t know how to repay her.

Nivis, standing beside Lisa, also bowed. Her beautiful face, still slightly bruised from Lucius’s earlier slap, radiated sincere gratitude.

Though she had just recovered, the incident had left a lingering trauma.

Luna smiled and helped them both to their feet.

"All right, I accept your thanks. No need to keep bowing like that."

The two nodded, returning her smile.

"By the way, I came here to eat with my friend, Aunt Lisa. Can you make the usual dishes? And..."

Luna glanced at Gisha casually. "What would you like, Gisha?"

Gisha blinked, stunned for a moment, then quickly returned to her usual calm.

"I’ll have the same as you, Luna."

Luna nodded and added a few more dishes to the order.

Lisa smiled warmly. "Okay, wait a moment—I’ll prepare everything."

She led Nivis inside to rest before starting on Luna’s order.

Meanwhile, Luna and Gisha searched for a quiet spot and chose a corner, away from the other students who were eating.

"Um... Luna, aren’t you afraid?" Gisha asked hesitantly.

Luna sat down slowly, leaning her back against the chair.

"Afraid? Of whom?" she asked, brow furrowed. "You mean Lucius?"

Gisha nodded repeatedly, her voice trembling. "He’s the prince most beloved by his family, including the king. And I heard the first princess is our senior. What if Lucius goes to her for help to take revenge for what you did?"

The fear in her voice was palpable. Their seniors were immensely powerful—possibly at the Fourth Spirit Core level by the Holy Kingdom of Aldoria’s standards, or the Seventh Awakening if measured by the Knight Kingdom of Batrum

Even for someone as strong as Luna, facing them was no small matter.

Yet, unlike Gisha, Luna remained calm and composed.

"Is that what you’re worried about?" Luna sighed softly. "Thank you for your concern, but to me, the seniors aren’t scary at all. So just relax."

Her talent was S-level, and she carried the bloodline of the Tharot family’s founder.

In just two years, she had risen from an ordinary person to reach the Fifth Spirit Core level.

That speed was extraordinary—even Merlin himself was impressed.

So Luna had no fear of her seniors. On the contrary, she felt a thrill, especially at the thought of the Nine Ring Bearers.

If she could defeat even one of them, the ring would be hers.

She could display her power in front of all the students—and, of course, in front of Merlin.

If Gisha knew what Luna was thinking, she would surely be terrified.

"Umm... sorry to interrupt. But I have a letter for you, Luna Tharot," a shy voice spoke beside them.

The two turned to see a brown-haired girl with a timid expression. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"What is it?" Luna asked flatly.

The girl held out a piece of paper. "Someone gave this to me and asked me to deliver it to you."

Luna’s eyebrows lifted slightly, but she asked no further questions. She accepted it immediately.

"Thank you."

The shy girl gave a small nod and hurried away, as if she couldn’t bear to stay near her.

"Who’s it from?" Gisha asked, curiosity lacing her voice.

Luna shook her head slowly. "I don’t know. I’ll find out."

She carefully unfolded the letter and began to read. A few seconds later, her eyes widened, and her breath came faster.

The paper in her hands crumpled under her uncontrolled strength.

Gisha watched in alarm. Luna’s expression had turned so cold that the air around them seemed to freeze.

"Umm... Luna, what’s going on? Is this a threat from Lucius?" Gisha asked hesitantly.

Luna didn’t answer. She folded the paper and placed it in front of her.

At that moment, Lisa arrived with the bubble-gum-flavored drink Luna had ordered and set it down before her.

Without hesitation, Luna downed half of it in one gulp, leaving both Lisa and Gisha stunned.

"Be careful, Young Lady Luna! If you choke, it could be dangerous," Lisa said, her voice laced with worry.

Luna set the glass down and gave a flat nod.

"Thank you."

Lisa looked puzzled, unsure if something bad had just happened, but she didn’t dare ask and quickly went to fetch the food.

Luna’s eyes burned as she stared at the paper. She whispered through gritted teeth, ’Margaret Beethoven... you actually dare challenge me, humph!’