"Yep, the Magic Academy!"
Jack uttered as if it wasn't a big deal!
"Aren't you a little too young for that?! How the hell do you expect the Academy to accept you?! Do you think they'll just go: oh, a baby? Sure, we'll take him!" Aisha blurted.
There was so much wrong with this! What kind of plan was this?! Not only would it screw the school's reputation… but it was downright preposterous!
"Is that so? Are you 100% sure?"
"100%? I'm 200%, 300%, a thousand percent sure!"
She wasn't done either. She kept saying higher percent numbers as if it mattered. But a second later, her maw hung loose, her eyes about to burst.
Jack had activated his Evil God's Body.
"What about now? Think they'd let me attend?"
"Y-you… you?! How did you do that?! No… wait, that's your plan?! You'll attend with this body?! But how are you going to fool the Flame Lord?! She won't—"
The Flame Lord could have asked my father to help, but she had her pride. She wouldn't disturb his secluded healing for such a "trifle". Besides, I kinda had foxes scatter Academy pamphlets everywhere we went to plant the idea deep in her mind.