Unspeakable bubbles

Hilda bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone, I'm back!"

"Wow!"

Welcome back!

"Hiroki-kun, I've missed you so much, haha."

"Hilda, it's good that you're back."

"Hilda, please return to your seat. Well, you can sit next to Hiroki-kun."

Emma?

"I'm sorry to have worried everyone. After all the hardships, your teacher is finally back with you!"

"Teacher Emma, ​​you've been missing for so long, where did you go?" Takehara asked curiously.

"Well, the teacher ran into a little trouble and was arrested and put in jail as a bad guy," Emma said awkwardly.

"What, a prison?"

"Teacher Emma, ​​what exactly did you do?"

"Are you alright?"

“Emma, ​​why don’t you tell everyone about your legendary experiences?” Qian Sha encouraged.

"There's no legendary experience at all, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"Tell me, tell me! I'm so curious... Ah, boss!"

Chisa rushed to the classroom door: "Boss, what brings you here?"

"Because Emma and Hilda are both back, Bubble came over specifically to see them."

The little girl walked into the classroom with a big smile: "Hello everyone, Bubble has come to play with you!"

"Bubble!"

"Now everyone's here!"

"I'm so happy."

"..."

Reiko stared blankly at the little girl, and soon a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Chisa, classes are suspended for today." Annosi, who accompanied the little girl to the classroom, conveyed the dean's order.

"Tsk, that guy's messing around again."

Glancing at the lively scene in the classroom, Chisa shrugged: "Fine, let's let her off this time."

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“Cecil, Grandpa has been acting really strange lately.”

Mary asked anxiously, "Do you know what's going on?"

“Grandpa didn’t tell me anything, but something big must have happened.”

Cecil frowned. Lately, he had clearly sensed a... sense of decline emanating from his grandfather.

'Grandpa is only fifty-nine years old, why does he give off this feeling? And he was perfectly fine before, how could he suddenly be like this?'

“Mary, I remember you gave Grandpa the Marquis of Yog’s reply before?”

Cecil had a sudden inspiration: "Do you think it might be because of that letter!"

"..."

Mary was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "The timing matches up. Grandpa suddenly became strange after reading that letter."

Have you read that letter?

"No, Grandpa didn't return it to me after he looked at it."

"No, I have to ask Grandpa."

Cecil hurried to Salen's study and knocked on the door: "Grandpa, may I come in?"

"Cecil? Come in."

As Cecil entered the study, his heart skipped a beat when he saw his grandfather.

“Grandpa, your, your hair…” Cecil’s tone changed.

"Ah, I'm getting old, I have more gray hair now."

"No, that's not true!"

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why, why did your hair turn completely white overnight?"

"..."

"The kingdom is not at peace, and Grandpa is anxious."

"How long are you going to keep lying to me?!"

Cecil roared, "It can't possibly be about a civil war! Grandpa, I'm the family heir, what can't you tell me?"

“Cecil...yes, you will eventually inherit the family business. There are some things I need to tell you.”

Salen's expression was complicated as he took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

"Here, take a look."

"The Marquis of Yog's reply?"

Cecil took the letter and read it carefully several times. He asked, puzzled, "Grandpa, is there something wrong with this reply?"

Salen didn't speak, but silently handed Cecil a hand-drawn map.

"'Miss Mermaid is right here, set sail!' Grandpa, what does that mean on the back of the map?"

"It means that even a reincarnated god can't do anything about the curse on our family, so we have no choice but to go find that damned mermaid!"

"But, but..."

Despair filled Salen's eyes as he pointed to the large X on the map: "This place, the place Marquis Yog pointed out where the mermaids are, is... the very center of the Dead Sea!"

"We can't get there at all, damn mermaid, why did you have to go to the Dead Sea!"

"Grandpa," Cecil stared blankly at the old man.

"Cecil, I... I don't have many days left to live..."

Section 681, Chapter 680: Take Charge for Me

"grandfather......"

Cecil's mind was in turmoil: "You mean, the story of the mermaid isn't actually a story, and that the ancestor of the Momedi family made a deal with that mermaid?"

Seeing Salen nod with a blank expression, Cecil asked again, "Ancestor, what exactly did he exchange with the mermaid?"

"Those who have the blood of the Momedi family flowing in their veins will not live past sixty. When that time comes, our souls will be taken away by that demon!"

"..."

Cecil's face turned ashen. He thought about it for a moment, then felt that something was amiss.

"Grandpa, that's not right. I remember there are many members of the Momedi family who have lived past sixty. Not to mention the collateral branches, even among the heads of the family throughout the generations, there have been those who lived to a ripe old age!"

"Cecil, it's up to you to figure out how to cover up this phenomenon from now on."

Salen sighed: "We can't let the outside world discover our family's secrets, otherwise we'll definitely be branded with the infamous name of 'the cursed clan'."

Cecil suddenly realized, and looking at Salen's white hair, he said worriedly, "Grandpa, is that demon starting to drain your life force now?"

No, not at all.

Salen gave a wry smile: "It's just that I was a little discouraged after reading Marquis Yog's reply."

Salen had already lost his appetite due to his impending death, and now he was told by a reincarnated god that their clan's curse was 'unsolvable'.

If it weren't for the many things still needing to be arranged, and the fact that we absolutely cannot collapse now, Salen might not have been able to hold on any longer.

Cecil's expression was complicated. His grandfather hadn't just suffered a 'little' blow; he was putting on a brave face!

“Cecil, from now on, Grandpa will gradually hand over power to you.”

Salen said seriously, "Now it's a time of civil war, and everyone is paying close attention to the Momedi family's movements. My death can't be kept secret."

"Rather than hiding it and making everyone suspicious, it's better to announce my death openly."

"grandfather!"

Cecil was getting anxious; why did his grandfather look like he was making arrangements for his own funeral?

"You still have a long time, a year left..."

Cecil!

Salen said coldly, "Every day I live now is another day of torment for me. If you really care about your grandfather, then take on the responsibilities of the family as soon as possible."

"..."

Seeing Cecil finally nod, Salen's expression softened somewhat.

Have you ever heard of "Mermaid Tears"?

"I've heard it. Many bored people say that our Momedi family rose to power by using those magic potions to bewitch women."

Cecil smiled wryly, "I used to take it as a joke, thinking that our ancestors were so charming that they were hated so much that such rumors spread. Grandpa, could it be that our family really has mermaid tears?"

"Yes, but not many. We can only use them two or three times."

"But Grandpa isn't going to pass it on to you; it's a cursed potion!"

"kindness"

Cecil wasn't conflicted at all; he only liked Mary, so what use was a potion that could bewitch women?

"Are you really not going to? If you argue with him, Grandpa might change his mind," Salen asked tentatively.