Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 102 Learning History

"You go first, I'll be right out."

The desires stirred up by the high-ranking witch are not pleasant, especially when they cannot be satisfied.

Mrs. Sharon's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily. It took her a few minutes to regain her composure and manage to give instructions to the servants outside the door.

"Lady Aria...is there something important that brings you here?"

"You...you just appeared out of nowhere...you really startled me!"

The mature woman sat up in bed, slightly out of breath, looking at the high-ranking member of the witch cult who had suddenly hugged her from behind, covered her eyes, and kept making her lower her guard.

The unusual stimulation and the techniques that were so far superior to hers made her even more fascinated.

"Nothing special. My original destination was Backlund, but when I passed through Enmat Port, I thought I'd come and see you."

"After all, you are my beloved 'Sharon.' If we had had a child back then, you might have stayed by my side forever. But now I can only cherish our past relationship and find opportunities to visit you."

Arya lay on her side in the rocking chair, waving her fair arms and chuckling softly.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Sharon's face turned even redder. The pleasure she had been chasing but could not obtain caused her beautiful face to twitch slightly in great pain.

Upon seeing this, the high-ranking witch chuckled, stopped her provocations, and ceased to exude her captivating charm.

"Endure the pain; only by keeping up with me will you be worthy to serve me."

Like a bird's proud song, it suddenly cleared Mrs. Sharon's somewhat confused mind.

"Yes, Lady Arya."

The mature lady also picked up a piece of light gauze and wrapped it around herself, then bowed to her "master".

"Honey, are you having a party?"

Seeing her old flame's obedient appearance, Aria chuckled again, tilted her head like a young girl, and asked curiously.

"Yes, Lady Arya, I have identified a few suitable candidates and invited them to the ball."

"Oh, and I've also invited a special guest; I'm sure you'll like him!"

At this point, Sharon Hoy's bright eyes lit up slightly as she thought of the adorable little guy and his temporary guardian.

"Really? I'm looking forward to it, after all, I really appreciate your taste."

"Ron, children shouldn't eat only sweets; it's bad for their health."

"Hmph ╯^╰."

At that moment, Klein Moretti snatched the remaining dessert from Ron and placed a glass of water in front of him.

He looked at the little kid in front of him with the smugness of an adult, and took advantage of his height to place the dessert on the highest shelf.

What an arrogant attitude!

Klein Moretti had arrived here half an hour earlier, but the fortune teller was somewhat taken aback by the current situation.

Since the main target for tonight had not yet appeared, he could only attend the dance as usual, and the investigation made no progress whatsoever.

Turning his head to look around, his brown eyes swept over Leonard Mitchell, who was sitting in the corner, sipping champagne.

Even though this gentleman, with his poetic and romantic temperament, was seated at the edge of the ball, he was still occasionally approached by young ladies or wives who would strike up a conversation with him.

"Being too good-looking isn't necessarily a good thing. For example, in this situation, the poet classmate is clearly more likely to be exposed than I am."

Seeing this situation, the diviner could only silently comfort himself.

The ballroom was brightly lit, illuminating the space and leaving no trace of darkness.

Mrs. Sharon wiped the dirt off her body, changed into a black evening gown, and went up to the second floor, directly above the ball.

The arrival of the hostess drew the attention of all the guests, with the eyes of both men and women fixed on this lady who exuded a unique charm.

"Everyone, I'm sorry to have taken up your time due to some matters."

Sharon Hoy first expressed her apologies, and then bowed to show her sincerity.

Her gaze swept over the guests in the audience, and with a smile, she selected one of the gentlemen to dance the opening dance with her.

The melodious dance music echoed, signaling the official start of the dance party, and the atmosphere in the venue reached its climax.

The gentlemen and ladies chatted amongst themselves, danced gracefully on the dance floor, or sneaked up to the second floor to the guest rooms that Mrs. Sharon had prepared for the guests, and began to dance an alternative "dance".

Clearly, under the long-term instigation of this witch, the style of her balls leans more towards the open Intis than the conservative Rune.

"Mr. Moretti, welcome to the ball. I've been thinking of you a lot these past few days, always wanting to explore hidden history with you."

Before long, a mature and charming voice rang out, and a captivating fragrance suddenly wafted out from behind Klein.

Mrs. Sharon arrived at some point, and although she was greeting the historian, her gaze was fixed on the blond boy sitting to the side.

"Madam, something's not right about what you said..." Klein twitched his lips and muttered to himself as he listened to these suggestive words.

"Ahem, good evening, madam."

"I think you've misunderstood; you don't need to study history with me."

"Oh? You mean you don't mind having a few more people studying together?"

Klein's eyes twitched upon hearing this. He felt that this extraordinary person seemed to have nothing to do but talk about "sex." How could such a normal sentence be interpreted in this way?

"Well, what I mean is that studying history is very boring, and there are many historians who are better than me."

"Moretti, I get it. I didn't expect you to be so good at flirting with women~"

What do you know?!

The fortune teller's brown eyes shifted slightly, abandoning his plan to have a normal conversation with the lady opposite him.

As long as he can keep her in his sight and buy Leonard time to infiltrate and investigate, the mission is complete.

This was the plan he and Leonard came up with; it was simple but effective.

"Why do I feel like a villain..." The young night watchman's thoughts drifted unconsciously to this moment.

The thought of turning a "well-intentioned" woman who invited him to a ball into a state of utter ruin, potentially even landing her in prison, always made this keyboard warrior, who seemed to know a little about everything, somewhat uneasy.

However, after considering the unknown purpose behind the other party's use of extraordinary abilities to influence him, Klein used meditation techniques to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

"Mr. Moretti, I have some historical questions I'd like to discuss with you privately. Do you have the time?"

Mrs. Sharon shifted her gaze from the blond boy to Klein Moretti.

She spoke with enthusiasm and boldness, wanting to invite the gentleman before her to learn history together.

Sorry, I refuse!

Klein answered resolutely in his heart.

Studying history alone in a room with an unknown extraordinary person is a rather dangerous act.

Moreover, it remains to be seen whether studying history is even a proper thing to do.

Mr. Fool would never do something so uncertain.

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(End of this chapter)