Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Recalling her conversation with Mr. Bruce a week ago, during which he subtly tried to confirm her identity, Theresa felt both surprised and helpless.

Did I end up shooting myself in the foot?

Angrily slapping her disobedient hand, Theresa looked up and met the gaze of Queen Victoria, Vina Bruce, who had just taken her seat opposite her.

The princess blinked, subconsciously activating the passive ability of Originium Arts to sense the emotions of the blonde girl before her, and then...

[Anxious, anxious, anxious, anxious, anxious, anxious, anxious]

[Uneasy uneasy uneasy uneasy uneasy uneasy uneasy uneasy]

[Angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry, angry]

[I'm in a panic! I ...

Theresa silently turned off her Originium Arts, inwardly marveling at how this family could be so inexplicably two extremes, while she smiled and turned to wave to the silent Shining beside her.

Since Mr. Bruce, who knows him well, has outmaneuvered him and he hasn't been able to give the gift, giving it to Her Majesty the Queen is a good alternative!

We'll be living together in the future, so it's something a sister-in-law should do to build a good relationship with her sister-in-law beforehand!

Shining recognized the meaning of the gesture and immediately took out a wrapped gift box from her bag and handed it to Theresa.

Theresa turned around, smiling, and handed the gift box to Vina:

"Your Majesty, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please bear with me in the future!"

What tolerance?! Do you really think you'll be living with us in the future?

You're my teacher, not my sister-in-law, you jerk!

Vina angrily took the gift box, put it aside, pouted, and said:

“Nana, start.”

Theresa was the mentor that Wayne found for her, but if Theresa is not good enough to teach her, then Vina can dismiss her with a valid reason!

Vina glanced at Theresa.

Well, she looks only two or three years older than me. She's definitely not much better than me at handling government affairs, especially since I've been cramming for the past two days. She might not be able to teach me! Maybe in a few days, she'll be able to get rid of this unexpected danger.

Upon hearing Vina's words, Theresa paused briefly, then glanced around and pointed to herself in surprise:

"Start? Me?"

Vina frowned slightly and said, "If it's not you, then who is it? Let's begin."

Theresa quickly waved her hand: "No, no, Bruce... His Highness isn't here, how can I begin?"

Theresa felt a chill run down her spine. Was the Victorian royal family really that terrifying? She clearly remembered that Theresa had told her she was coming to Victoria to meet the Prince of Wales, so why was Her Majesty the Queen telling her to start?

Well... she doesn't have any particular hobbies.

Vina's brow furrowed even deeper.

Why does Wayne need to be here?

That silver-tongued, habitually lying lion who never utters a word of truth has been locked up in the palace to catch up on his missed lessons. Didn't he love school? Wasn't he using school as an excuse to seduce the future ruler of Lungmen?

Then you'd better finish all the homework you've missed for most of the semester! I'll arrange for a professor from the Royal Guard Academy to send a copy of the final exam to the palace so I can proctor it for you. If you fail, you'll have to prepare to repeat a year!

"He's very busy right now, he's busy studying."

Theresa tilted her head: "Reading?"

Vina nodded: "He reads every day from eight in the morning to twelve in the afternoon and from two in the afternoon to four in the afternoon. He's very busy during these times and doesn't have time."

So, don't even think about seeing him! This kind of selfish behavior, leaving the guests he brought unattended, doesn't deserve a good impression. Just give up on him!

Vina silently recited in her heart.

Theresa, without a doubt, nodded in agreement.

I see. Is this why Mr. Bruce was able to create such a captivating world—because he spends so much time reading and studying every day?

No wonder he almost never chats with himself outside of the evening. It turns out that he spends every day diligently absorbing knowledge from books, which is why he can create such a beautiful world for himself every night.

Mr. Bruce, you are so gentle!

But from now on, you won't have to work so hard alone. I'll help you think things through and work together to create that perfect world!

Theresa pursed her lips, a hint of determination appearing on her face.

Vina nodded with satisfaction as she watched Theresa's expression gradually harden.

Hmm, it seems to be working! Now, Theresa should give up her unrealistic fantasies about Wayne, right?

Feeling a little better, Vina said again, "Shall we begin?"

"start?"

"Political education".

Theresa nodded in sudden realization.

Oh, I see. She thought it was the start of something, but it turns out it's political education.

That's easy.

But why does Her Majesty the Queen want me to teach her this?

"So that's how it is, to highlight my value?"

She muttered to herself.

The royal family doesn't need pretty faces. Victoria wants everyone to fulfill their duties; being just a decorative princess isn't enough. She needs to have her own role to play! Otherwise, no matter how exquisite a vase is, people will eventually get tired of it! Is Vina reminding me of this?

I understand. Thank you, Vina. With your help, I'm sure I can successfully marry Mr. Bruce!

Theresa smiled and said gratefully:

"Okay, let's begin, starting with dealing with everyday things."

Chapter Seven Theresa, have a seat.

Setting down his sharpened pencil, Wayne glanced at the academic paper, which had already been completed and only needed some polishing and a few details to be submitted. He couldn't help but marvel at the great wisdom of the ancients!

This year's graduation project for the Royal Guard College of Victoria is to establish a complete military organizational structure from the command headquarters to the grassroots combat teams. This is undoubtedly the most obscure and difficult exam question ever for the students of the Royal Guard College.

It's important to know that most students at the Royal Guard Academy typically pursue careers as military officers, private bodyguards, or noble guards—small-scale positions. The hierarchical structure of the military module is something that the Royal Military Academy's naval, air, and naval officers are usually concerned with. Therefore, this set of exam questions was once considered to be the opposite of what the Royal Military Academy had prepared, and many eager-to-graduate students demanded that it be changed.

However, it turned out they hadn't taken it upside down. The graduation project at the Royal Military Academy was a practical exercise: Ernest's adjutant would personally lead the graduates to the northern border of Victoria, where, with the assistance of regular troops, they would command an operation to eradicate infected creatures roaming the wilderness. Despite the regular army's help, anyone with a discerning eye knew that such an operation was far more difficult than simply sitting at a desk biting a pencil; a mistake could even be fatal. So, despite their complaints, the students of the Royal Guard Academy reluctantly accepted the challenge.

But Wayne managed to write out—or rather, imitate, a test question that was completely outside the knowledge scope of the Royal Guard Academy students in just one afternoon. This was undoubtedly thanks to the "wisdom of predecessors" in Wayne's mind.

After tidying up the few pages of the paper titled "The Three-Three Military System" that were on the table and putting them into the drawer under the desk, Wayne looked up at the clock: it was 5:40 p.m.

Hmm, it's almost lunchtime. I should go check on Vina and Theresa.

To be honest, Wayne was somewhat uneasy, worried that Vina and Theresa would quarrel. After all, Theresa didn't know that one of the main reasons Wayne invited her to Victoria was to have her give Vina, the Queen, special training. And when she tried to tell her, Vina angrily locked her in her room.

As for Vina, while Wayne wasn't lying, he wasn't entirely telling the truth either. Vina genuinely didn't know that her upcoming mentor was a gentle and elegant young woman. And Wayne already witnessed the consequences when Vina found out—he was practically dragged into the study by Vina, who was carrying a hammer and asking him whether he wanted a skull-crushing attack or to study.

The reason she didn't use the Sky Hammer was because of Wayne's request in front of the Sargon Hotel: "Promise me you won't use the Sky Hammer on me, okay?" Vina still remembered that, so she chose a more cruel method: 80, 80!

He tiptoed out of the study, and after confirming that there were no guards outside, Wayne cautiously made his way to the reception room.

Outside the reception room door, Wayne unexpectedly spotted Niyan peering cautiously through the crack in the door. Curious, he walked over, patted her shoulder, and whispered in her ear:

"What happened? They didn't fight, did they?"

"Ooh!"

Startled by the sudden sound, Miss Mudrock, who was completely focused on her work and was wearing her battle armor, jumped up in fright. With a heavy thud as she landed, the noise in the reception room abruptly stopped.

Mudrock glanced back inside again, then turned to look at Wayne, a hint of resentment in his red eyes beneath the mask.

It was rare to see Her Highness the Princess and Her Majesty the Empress serious, but less than two minutes later, they were so frightened by Wayne that they almost flew to heaven. Mudrock was tongue-tied and could only stare wide-eyed.

Unfortunately, she didn't seem to notice that with that pointed mask covering her face, no matter how much she glared, she couldn't possibly make Wayne swoon.

Is anyone outside?

"Please come in."

Two voices came simultaneously. Theresa's tone was gentler, while Vina, as the host and queen, was more assertive. Surprisingly, neither of them sounded angry, which reassured Wayne a little. He straightened his clothes and cuffs, then pushed open the door and went inside.

Vina was holding a stack of documents she had taken from the red box. She leaned forward, half-resting on Theresa. When she realized who had entered, she immediately straightened up, coughed lightly, and turned her face to the side, a blush of embarrassment appearing on her cheeks.

Theresa, on the other hand, was much more poised. Upon seeing Wayne enter, she stood up, gave him a gentle smile, bowed slightly, and offered her explanation:

"Her Majesty the Queen is answering some minor questions for me."

"No, it should be said that you are answering my question."

Vina turned around and explained. As she spoke, she glanced at the clock and realized with a start that it was almost six o'clock. She quickly waved to the guards, wanting to give them instructions to prepare a meal.

Wayne stopped her and suggested, "How about we go out for dinner tonight to celebrate Princess Theresa's arrival?"

As he spoke, he looked at Theresa with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Theresa didn't know, but Wayne knew very well that the posture just now must have been Vina asking Theresa for advice, but Theresa still took the initiative to give Vina enough face as the Queen. If Vina and Wayne hadn't known that Theresa had another identity as a mentor that she herself didn't know, they might have really been able to explain it away with Theresa's sincere words.

It's hard to imagine that a guest who came with the intention of a marriage alliance would deliberately give up the opportunity to show herself in front of her intended marriage partner, and would be so considerate of others' feelings in such an unspoken detail. After all, to her, Vina should not be a friend, but rather an enemy.

Not the kind of enemy you're thinking of!

—They are the enemies who are preventing Wayne from inheriting the throne.

Wayne's affection for Theresa rose several percentage points again, and he began to believe that not all the character designs in the Arknights storyline were unreliable.

At least Theresa is a genuine and gentle person.

Noticing Wayne's gaze, Theresa returned a confident smile, placed her hands slightly on her hips, and said in a voice barely audible to Wayne:

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of the immortal race, Your Highness Bruce."

Wayne nodded admiringly and quietly gave Theresa a thumbs up.

After exchanging words right under Vina's nose, Vina nodded in reply:

"Very well, then I will have someone notify the Elizabeth Hotel now."

Then, she walked towards the exit of the reception room. As she passed Wayne, she paused, looked up at him with a serious expression, and said earnestly:

"I'll let you off this time."