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Chapter 150 What did you do last night?

When Caesar woke up, he felt breath on his face.

He opened his eyes and saw Yumilia's pretty face close to his, blinking her big eyes at him.

“You’re awake, Caesar,” Yumilia said.

Caesar stared at her for two seconds, then looked away back at the room.

This was still Frederick's mansion, and he remembered that he had locked the door.

"I told you not to come into my room without permission."

Caesar covered his forehead and said helplessly.

Yumilia propped herself up, her face filled with worry:

"It wasn't that I wanted to come in, but Caesar, you slept until noon and still hadn't woken up, so I thought I'd come in and see if you were feeling unwell."

Hearing her say that, Caesar was taken aback and looked at the wall clock.

It's almost 11 o'clock now, it's 11 o'clock in the morning.

He didn't get back until four o'clock last night. He had heard some information about Ita, which had been making him very upset. He had intended to stay awake until dawn, but he ended up falling asleep without realizing it.

I was surprised to find it was so late when I woke up.

Yumilia leaned closer, reached out and brushed his bangs upwards, then pressed her forehead against his, feeling the warmth of his body.

Their noses touched, and they could feel Yumilia's warm breath and her pleasant fragrance.

“She doesn’t have a fever,” she said, frowning.

"What did you do last night, Caesar?"

"I'm fine, I just got so engrossed in reading last night that I went to bed very late," Caesar reassured her.

“How can that be? Although studying hard is important, getting enough rest and maintaining good health should be the top priority,” Yumilia said earnestly, sitting up straight.

"Staying up all night every time is very harmful to the body. I can't do this again next time."

"I understand, I'll be more careful in the future," Caesar said.

"Okay, then get up quickly. I'll go borrow the kitchen and make you a bowl of milk and pear soup to help you recover from staying up all night," Yumilia said.

"okay."

“Oh, right, today is a day off. Ita said she’ll also be taking a day off. How about we go shopping as a family?” Yumilia suggested enthusiastically.

Judging from her appearance, she has clearly forgotten all the terrifying events of the night before last.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since our family has gone out together for fun,"

Caesar looked away: "Actually, I'd rather stay home and read."

“Caesar.” Yumilia looked at him seriously and said in a lecturing tone, “Weekends are for having fun. It’s a waste to spend them studying.”

"Alright, alright, I got it. Let me get ready." Caesar said helplessly.

He's probably the first person to be taught to put down his books and play more.

After quickly washing up and putting on his ironed clothes, Caesar looked at his slightly tired eyes in the mirror. His mind was still filled with what he had heard last night.

What exactly happened to the Felit family that made Ita unwilling to tell even herself?

Forcing her to tell you might not yield good results; to get her to tell you everything, you might need to use a different identity.

After tidying up, he went to Ita's study.
I knocked on the door, and Ita's voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Caesar twisted the handle and went inside.

Ita looked up.

"Caesar? You're awake?"

"Yes, I stayed up too late reading last night and slept in this morning," Caesar said.

He noticed that after he came in, Ita had shoved a document she was reading aside, seemingly not wanting him to find it. Hearing this, Ita looked puzzled.

“But I went to Caesar’s room before I went to bed last night, and you were already asleep long ago,” she said.

Caesar paused for a moment and said, "I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back asleep, so I got up and read for a while."

“Oh,” Ita said without any doubt.

Caesar walked over naturally and looked at the table.

"Ita."

"Ok?"

"How has everything been going at home lately?"

Ita winked at him: "That's fine."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

“It’s nothing. Haven’t you been in the capital for quite a while now? I just wanted to ask about the progress of the matter you were looking for,” Caesar said.

“Don’t worry about me, Caesar,” Ita said with a smile.

"I'm all grown up now, these are just small things, I can handle them."

Caesar gazed at her for a couple of seconds, then smiled and nodded. "Good, that's good. By the way, didn't Yumilia say she was going shopping today? Hurry up and get ready."

"Mm." Ita nodded, clearly looking very expectant.

Institute of Ecology

Muirner took off his last piece of clothing, walked barefoot into the lake on the soft mud, and sat down on a smooth rock by the lake.

This is the core area of ​​the Institute of Ecology; no one but her can enter.

Even plants and animals that have been declared extinct in the outside world still exist here, forming a complete ecological chain in this world.

Muirna leaned against the cold, hard stone slab and exhaled deeply.

The bright white artificial sun overhead cast a warm glow upon her. Actually, calling it an artificial sun is not accurate. This device, composed of only a few hundred thousand photothermal crystals, is quite different from the artificial sun in the concept and needs her assistance to operate.

Every blade of grass and every tree here, even a handful of soil, was created by her bit by bit. In the core area is a lush ancient tree whose canopy covers nearly half of the space, providing nourishment for life here.

Four hundred years ago, she also emerged from that ancient tree and saw this dilapidated world.

I raised my hand and splashed the cool lake water on myself to relieve my fatigue.

We managed to withstand the first wave of attacks last night, but there will be a second, third, and fourth wave to come.
What we fought back against last night was only a small part of that thing.

Muirner sighed.

Although she possessed top-tier magical abilities in the kingdom, most of the spells she used were life magic, not particularly suited for combat. As a result, she still struggled to deal with that thing.

Moreover, there are other circumstances involved.

Although I knew long ago that those people would turn against me sooner or later, I didn't expect it to happen at this time, especially under those circumstances.

She had always been reluctant to get involved in these meaningless human conflicts of interest, but now that she had come this far, there were some things she could no longer remain detached from.

He sighed softly.

In addition, what also bothered her was the figure who shielded her from the attack last night.

Although the opponent's aura was concealed by that powerful magical energy, with her strength, she could still discern its source.

Is it him?

Incredulity gleamed in Muirner's eyes.

But so far she still can't believe it; perhaps she needs an opportunity to ask him in person.

(End of this chapter)