The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

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The giant whale just now was its original appearance. It originally wanted to send Vera and Faro to the depths of the Abyss so that Vera could remind him at any time and help him escape his destined death.

"You must have looked so scary that you scared him."

Vera stared at the devil resentfully.

"No, I'm a demon. Compared to my fellow abyssians, I look pretty friendly."

The demon explained.

"And logically speaking, he has no way to get out of there by himself. Humans can at most stay in the shallow Abyss for a short time and then return. But in the deep world, if the devil does not take the initiative to send him back, he will not be able to break through the barrier between the Abyss and reality at all."

"unless...."

"Hmm? Unless what?"

Vera asked doubtfully.

"Unless he has the same talent as you, he can freely travel through the Abyss, and at the same time he will not be too deeply eroded by the pollution of the Abyss."

The more the demon spoke, the more curious he became about this human named Faro.

"Considering that he helped you absorb the Abyss before, and he himself was safe and sound, it is even possible that his aptitude is higher than yours."

"Why didn't I meet him earlier? This body is more beneficial to me."

When Vera heard this, her expression changed instantly and she said angrily;

"Don't even think about getting his attention!"

The devil looked helpless.

"I know, I'm just thinking about it."

"You have already signed a contract with me. No matter how talented he is, I will never do it. Demons will never break their promises."

Vera proudly puffed out her slender chest and looked quite proud.

"Of course, he is my savior, he is very talented and a gentle person..."

"But have you figured out how to tell him?"

"The most recent fatality was three days later, and I don't know what the event was."

The demon grew serious.

"In order to get my deviated destiny back on track, the correction power of this world has begun to interfere with me."

"His destined death is becoming increasingly blurred in my eyes. I may not be able to accurately predict all his deaths."

"But I will do my best to fulfill the contract. Demons will not break their promises."

Chapter 16 So sweet, just like you

"You really scared me last night."

Dylan was eating breakfast and glanced at Farlow with lingering fear.

The latter had a bandage on his left hand, and the white magician had also come to treat him, so he no longer felt the pain.

In two days, new flesh will grow and the bandage can be removed.

"In the middle of the night, the maid came to my room in a panic and said that you were stabbed. I went in and saw blood all over the floor. I thought you were performing some kind of curse ritual."

Faro showed a sincere apology on his face:

"sorry."

Dylan waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm glad you didn't get into any accidents." Group ⑥九:四⑨#三⑥壹③五

Farlow told him everything that had happened last night.

"You mean someone attacked you in your dream?"

"No, it's not a dream. If it was a dream, I wouldn't be hurt in reality."

Farrow looked serious.

"Based on the blood distribution at the time, I may have disappeared from the room for a short time."

"So I wasn't attacked in a dream, I was dragged into that space."

Dylan was shocked: "But who would do this? Do you have an enemy?"

"I suspect it might be Wilweder and his son. If they want to kill me, they have the best motive."

Dylan looked serious: "I'll send someone to investigate them."

After everything was arranged, a maid came in and said to them.

"Master Faro, Miss Claire has sent someone to invite you to her house."

Huh? Why did Claire come to him at this time?

Are you going to ask him to practice sword?

"Are you leaving now? You haven't had breakfast yet."

Dylan pointed to the untouched plate in front of him.

Faro had already told Dylan about Claire and himself, so he didn't seem surprised now.

"No, she must have something to talk to me about."

"Please get me some snacks. I want the best ones you have."

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After saying goodbye to Dylan, Faro got up and got on the carriage sent by Claire.

Claire has some free time now, is she going to teach him swordsmanship?

There was also a butler sent to receive him in the carriage, and it seemed that Claire cared about him very much.

"Good day, Master Farlow."

The butler had a kind look on his face and bowed to him humbly.

Faro smiled and returned the greeting.

"Master Farlow, it was quite a scene last night."

The butler praised with a smile.

"last night?"

It took Faro a moment to remember that he was talking about what happened between him and Will at the Ainburgh Hotel.

"You found out about the Einburg Hotel so quickly?"

"I'm not the only one."

"The news about the hotel spread last night, and the eldest lady received the news immediately."

The butler continued with a smile:

"Will Walsh is a well-known genius throughout the city of Einburg. He has achieved the fourth level at a young age. Many nobles have invested in him, and many people assert that he can be promoted to the eighth level in his lifetime."

"He is young and talented, so he is arrogant. That's why he treated Master Faro like that last night."

"You are fighting back with your strength, which is indeed a just act, but a genius like him would be devastated after being humiliated like this."

Faro frowned slightly:

"You mean I caused all this?"

The housekeeper quickly explained:

"No, no, no, I don't mean to blame you. Skirt: six, nine, four, nine, three, six, one, three, five."

"It's just that a genius like Will, who has stood on the top of the mountain for too long, has a slightly distorted personality."

"Now that you have been humiliated by someone he once considered inferior to himself, and the nobles are aware of this, they may very well plot against you because of the huge disparity."

"Have you not considered the consequences?"

Faro couldn't help laughing:

"What if I say that I did this on purpose?"

"Nobles want to save face. He wants me to lose face, so I will make him lose face in the future."

The housekeeper's heart trembled.

From today's conversation and last night's events, he gradually understood Faro's character.

He will treat you the same way you treat him. If someone makes things difficult for you or provokes you, he will retaliate with double the humiliation and make them lose face.

And judging from his tone, he really doesn't seem afraid of Will's magical attainments.

Could it be true, as the rumors say, that Faro has awakened a talent far superior to Will's?

The butler looked at the young heir to the earldom and couldn't help but feel a little more respect for him.

Miss Claire really has her eyes on someone who can accomplish great things.

Faro looked at the scenery outside the window, but felt strange.

"Butler, the carriage has gone the wrong way. The downtown council has just passed by."

"Oh, it's like this. This time the young lady is not asking you to go to the parliament, but to go to her mansion."

???

Only then did Faro react.

Didn't you ask him to practice sword fighting?

After a while, the carriage arrived at Claire's residence.

Accompanied by his butler, Faro walked into the mansion which he considered to be a den of dragons and tigers.

Don't be afraid, keep Claire steady first, there will always be a chance to escape from her.

"Master, please wait here. The young lady will be here soon."

The butler took him to the reception room and then left.

The reception room was not as solemn and eerie as Faro had imagined. Instead, it looked very ordinary, simple and low-key. Every design was just to make the users more relaxed.

There are some novel ornaments on the table, revealing that the owner does not seem to be a difficult person to get along with.

Based on his impression from the game, he thought Claire would hang swords everywhere in the room.

The door was pushed open.

It's Claire who's here.

She was still wearing the same abstinence outfit, but there was a smile on her face that didn't match the outfit.

Claire smiled and said:

"You weren't hurt last night, were you?"

"Master Faro..."

He deliberately dragged out the tone, obviously teasing him.

Farlow got goose bumps.

"You should call me Faro. I'm not used to it."

Unexpectedly, Claire smiled triumphantly.