Beast Taming? Nah, Dragon Herding is Way Better!

One of the instructors who agreed to the one who claimed that both the emperor-like young man within the arena and the white-haired, horned beauty that is the principal, are both monsters, said with his voice shaking from sheer terror, trying to be as subtle as possible as he turns his head around to confirm whether their nightmare really came back from the borders just like that.

"He's a good kid, isn't he? That 'monster' you all are talking about…" not even alarming anyone until her voice first resounded across the area where the academy staff the white-haired, horned principal walks across the room with the bit of malice seemingly dissipating away from her very self, making the perceptive staffs of the academy sigh in relief, as they thought that they might just get away from an apparent beating from the violent maniac.

"Y-yes, principal, he's showing great promise…" having everyone in the room looking at him and practically just forcing him to speak up and reply to the white-haired beauty, the instructor who grouped the emperor-like Diluc and the seemingly cold-blooded, violent Aria replied, his voice a bit shaking from the fear of saying just one wrong thing that might set the volatile principal into fury again.

"Say, everyone…" before the instructor could even finish the words coming out of his mouth, Aria then continues to walk until she eventually found a seat for her to take, located right in the middlemost part of this room, a seat seemingly taking her lacking stature into account, with the view within the arena clearly visible for her eyes to see.

With her words still hanging in the air waiting to be finished, the air around this room once again had gone stale, the instructors, along with the other academy staff situated within this premise trying their best not to pull this lady's attention on them in fear of being beaten up to a pulp.

"…what makes you think that me and this kid should be lumped as the same group of people? Who gave you the audacity?" crossing her fair, long legs, slightly on the thinner side, as she held her petite head with her palm, the lady said with darkness engulfing her eyes causing the people sneakily taking look at her current state to shiver in sheer terror.

"T-that…" thinking of ways that he can actually escape the predicament he digs for himself, the mind of this instructor spun at speed he never expected he can before, thinking of myriad of ways he can speak so that he can appease the wrath of this respected, yet feared person that is the principal.

Managing to land on something that he thinks is barely passable, the instructor immediately stood up from his seat as his eyes glow up in a faint hope, near instantaneously bowing his head as his eyes met with the gaze of the principal, who is clearly not in the calmest state of her mind.

"T-that is because you're just as much… if not more talented than him, principal, a-and also, l-look, you're both on that level of being good looking!!!" smiling as if he just manages to navigate his way out of a complicated forest, the instructor exhaled in relief the moment that he realizes that the lady lacking in stature, sitting just a few meters in front of him allows him to finish whatever it is that he is saying.

Hearing the words from their colleagues, the other instructors along with the remaining academy staff in the room heaved a sigh of relief as well, mentally giving this instructor a thumbs up in their mind, commending how seemingly smart he dealt with the axe hanging just right above their napes.

Hearing these, even the white-haired, horned beauty herself couldn't help but raise an eyebrow while looking at this professor who is clearly of an older age than her, the fact that this instructor is merely pleasing her with words flying over her head as even her, in all of her might and glory, falls under the same stereotype that is ladies being creatures who loves to get praised.

"Hehe… Instructor Andrius, I take it that you speak those words from the heart…" the little principal said with a stupid, borderline perverted, satisfied smile on her face, something unbecoming of someone possessing such high stature like her, yet the people around her just couldn't bring themselves to point it out due to concern that they might be the next person to be targeted by her.

For now, there is only relief in their minds as they finally confirmed that this volatile bomb just sitting alongside them watching the qualifying battle for the Primaria Class yet their minds as still teetering on the edge wondering whether there is still a chance that this lady, far more powerful than every single one of them combined, might explode any second.

"Principal, the border…" braving the possibilities, one of the people here voiced the question occupying all of their minds, the reason why this mighty genius arrives way too fast despite how seemingly dangerous and serious of a matter she painted the things happening in the border is.

With the inquiry reaching her ears, Aria couldn't help but frown a bit as after all those things she saw in the border, she just wants nothing more than to take a rest from those matters and enjoy the lively atmosphere of these youths competing, violently, for places in the class she specifically made to grow geniuses that will go beyond the scope of just the Flammenherz Kingdom or the domains nearby.

Seeing who it is that asked her the questions though, her expressions starts to soften as she saw the concern clearly displayed on this other lady's eyes, the cold, seemingly completely collected and unbreakable air around her not making her worry for the principal even a single bit obscured.

With the black colored beastkin features of the lady being in proud, full display, she looks at the principal with a gaze that clearly states that she wants to hear what happened when she left for the border to assist her martial sister, something that the white-haired, horned beauty so openly decided to tell her as well.

"There's nothing much of a problem back there so I managed to return early, Alisha's troops just couldn't handle the horde of those bastards so easily, so she called on me…" the principal said all too dismissively causing the people around her to feel relief, yet deep in their hearts, they know all too well that despite this dismissive attitude of hers the horrors of the things she faced on the border are nothing any of them can just scoff at.

Should it be that her own sworn sister is here and heard her words, she would definitely look at this dismissive attitude of hers like some sort of bragging, then would reveal a face of disgust that only she can make in front of this lady, before she points out how detestable her humblebragging is.

Meanwhile, Aria's sworn sister, the crown princess and the one who oversees a large fraction of the Flammenherz Kingdom's military might is currently handling the aftermath of her martial sister dealing with the invading horde of undead approaching the borders, with her eyes glowing in awe as she observes the towering spires of crystal-clear ice, still in disbelief of this might no matter how much she witnesses it in person.

"No matter how I see it, that thing General Aria does is something so impressive…" approaching the crown princess, one of her officials, a lady with a larger build compared to your average woman, said while holding an axe in her hand, her head raised upwards as her gaze attempts to scale the entirety of the powerful demi-dragon lady's handiwork, the bright sun in the high skies making her attempt fail as the glow of the sun lands upon her eyes ever so often.

"She's the greatest pillar of the kingdom after all…" hearing the words of this close confidante of hers, the crown princess said with a bright smile emerging upon her face, not even a single tinge of envy towards this powerful martial sister of hers, the only thing in her mind concerning such level of power is when she will reach it should she have the opportunity to do so.

Such reaction that seems to be normal doesn't hold true for the member of any of the defending kingdom's military though, as the shock, even terror are pasted apparently on their faces, the sheer amount of mana dancing in the air making some of the weaker willed ones collapse in panic, some vomiting from it even.

The reason for such terror in them? Not only the staggering amount of mana in the surroundings, but also how violently the draconic principal dispatched of these opponents she have, completely encasing each and every single part of this plague of undead in ice, their lifeless carcass not even able to move within its confines.