"Oh no, Lord Roland! Miss Luo Guang... she's beaten up another classmate!"
In the private residence on the top floor of the East Lainer Mage Tower.
Roland was studying the materials on the Greater Prophecy Spell when a maid in a black-and-white uniform suddenly rushed in and gave her flustered report.
"All right, what trouble has she gotten into this time?"
Roland closed the materials with a helpless sigh.
"Viscount Stanny's son upset her somehow, and she hit him!" the maid hastily explained.
"How many times has that been this month?" Roland shook his head helplessly.
The investigation confirmed exactly what he had expected: it had been an ordinary scuffle between children.
Luo Guang had failed to hold back because she had yet to develop a proper understanding of normal roughhousing.
It was like a tiger cub accustomed to judging humans by its own strength, only to send someone flying with a swipe of its paw.
Luo Guang had been protected by divine power since infancy. Her strength was formidable not merely by school standards, but by those of the entire magical world.
When others saw it, how could they dare say anything? Naturally, they let her do as she pleased.
"My girl, those children aren't like you. They're fragile. If you hit them, they'll get hurt and bleed."
Roland adored his daughter, but he did not want her becoming utterly unruly. He could only call her back and patiently teach her himself.
Luo Guang blinked pitifully. "But I was already being really careful."
"Then just don't hit your classmates."
"No way. I'll just be more careful next time."
Roland covered his forehead.
Whatever the case, the direct consequence was that no other child was willing-or brave enough-to play with her anymore.
Some who had never suffered at her hands