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

Then he opened his eyes.

Seeing Faro relaxing in his arms, a great sense of satisfaction came over him.

Faro's sleeping posture is also very cute...

Looking at the long eyelashes, the straight and beautiful nose bridge, and...

Cherry pink lips.

She recalled the thrilling kiss that day.

He pressed this charming person completely under him and declared his plunder in the most lustful posture.

I vaguely remember the feeling of that little tongue being powerless against my touch when we were kissing.

Faro, oh Faro...

You are so cute, what if you are kidnapped by another woman?

Just thinking about this, Claire felt like she was going to become weird again.

Deep and intense emotions assaulted her mind.

Looking at Farrow's red eyes, there was only withered love falling.

"Master, another guest is coming."

A humble yet hateful voice interrupted Claire's next move—she had already extended her lips!

Before Faro opened his eyes, Claire returned to her most natural state.

The two stood up.

Only then did Claire realize that it was Vera who spoke.

The corner of her eye twitched a little.

It was my approval that released you in the first place. Now you are repaying kindness with enmity, aren't you?

Vera looked harmless on the surface, but in fact she was filled with hatred.

She actually stood behind the wall for a long time just now.

He didn't jump out until Claire was about to kiss him.

Don't go crazy here!

There was a hint of tension in the glances between the two women.

Fortunately, Faro didn't notice anything and interrupted them at the right time.

"Who's here? Dylan?"

Vera lowered her head and said:

"No, it's Miss Claire's housekeeper."

Faro and Claire were both confused.

Is there anything wrong with the housekeeper?

"Let him in."

"Yes."

A few minutes later, Faro brought Claire back to the reception room.

The butler looked a little flustered and kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

Seeing Claire coming, he hurriedly said:

"Miss, something happened."

Claire frowned and spoke.

"Tell me slowly what happened."

The butler looked at Faluo and seemed to be asking Claire for instructions.

"Faro is mine, just tell me what you want."

After getting permission, the butler spoke tremblingly:

"Just received news from the imperial capital."

"The war between the Empire and the Demons has achieved a phased victory, and the two sides have temporarily ceased fighting."

"His Highness Shashilis...is back."

Hearing this, their faces changed.

Claire was even more excited.

"There is news that His Highness has sent people to Einburg..."

"And the prison guards from Blackstone Prison just came. It seems that Will... has escaped from prison."

"It wasn't that someone came to rescue him, but that he escaped from prison on his own initiative."

"It is still unknown what method he relied on."

Claire frowned.

Faro's face didn't look good either.

The war is over. If the Second Prince has time to come back, he will probably take care of his own affairs with Claire...

The Second Prince would definitely not want to see him and Claire getting too close.

But if he was not with Claire, there was no guarantee that Claire would not trigger his own shattered ending.

In this case, should I start with Fantine and ask her not to be hostile to Claire?

Farlow's mind was in a mess.

After all, it’s the second prince’s problem.

Claire had made it clear several times that she didn't like him, but he still insisted on pursuing her.

It was also because of the rumors spread by those nobles, saying that Claire and I were having an affair.

The petty-minded Second Prince targeted him like this.

And Will's situation is also very strange.

If I remember correctly, how could it be so easy to escape from Black Rock Prison?

Will was a pampered noble wizard, not an experienced prisoner, so how could he escape from prison the moment he entered?

No matter what you think, something is wrong.

"Sorry, Faro, I have to go back..."

Farlow nodded.

"Be sure to let me know if there is any unexpected situation."

Claire forced a smile.

"I will attend your banquet in three days."

"It'll be okay."

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The next night.

Fantine received the acceptance letter from Lucarena College.

The game begins with the protagonist enrolling in Lucarea College.

Fantine read the admission letter carefully and couldn't help but sigh.

“The real game has just begun, but I don’t know how much stronger it is than in the original plot.”

"System, do you think I can kill Claire alone now?"

"I admit that you are very strong, but if you face Claire, you will definitely lose."

The voice was ethereal and unreal, and it actually came from the holy sword Orfnigan.

"Also, I don't know what you call a system. I am the Holy Sword."

Fantine seemed a little absent-minded.

"In our hometown, people like you are just like the system, assigning tasks and giving experience..."

"Then why didn't you go when I asked you to deal with Vera and Claire in advance?"

"I'm just making a plan. You also said that I can't beat Claire yet."

"What about Vera? She hasn't fallen into a witch yet. It would be very easy for you to kill her."

"I told you I was making a plan!"

Chapter 55: Homesickness

"So is the plan made now?"

"No," Fantine replied.

“…”

The holy sword clearly has no face, no expression.

But Fantine still felt its contempt.

"I have to remind you that if you don't fulfill your duties as a purger, you will never be able to return. This is written in the oath we signed."

Fantine paused in her movements and frowned.

"I say, have you ever been like this to others before?"

"It was you who suddenly barged into my life and dragged me here. Don't act as if I am enjoying the rights and not fulfilling the obligations. Do you know that I have relatives and friends who don't want to leave my world at all?"

"Taking advantage of the fact that I couldn't read the language from another world, he made big promises to me, saying that he could turn me into Feng Aotian and lead a successful life, and that he could also be a partner of justice. He fooled me into signing without knowing what was going on."

"The result is that you kidnapped me and made me work for nothing, helping you kill villains who have nothing to do with me."

"And you're telling me to figure out how to pay for accommodation, food, the purchase of various expensive props and materials, and even the tuition for the magic academy?"

"Do you know that before I met Faro, it was a problem for me to have a stable meal?"

"If I hadn't really been driven by love and wanted to go home, I would have packed you up and handed you over to the villain."

"Thank you so much."

After Fantine finished her taunting, she did not forget to show the international friendly gesture to the Holy Sword.

The holy sword fell silent.

With its eloquence, how could it be a match for Fantine, who spends all day arguing with keyboard warriors in the Internet age?

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"..."

"If you know what you're doing is wrong, just shut up and stop telling me what to do."

It was cloudy all day today, and the wind was quite strong at night, making people feel a little chilly.

But Fantine opened the window.

The cold night wind blew into the house, making her crimson hair dance lightly.

Then he picked up the liquor on the table and drank it down.

Tons of tons of tons of tons of tons of tons.

Even the alcoholics in the pub dare not try the distilled liquor with such a high alcohol content.

But she swallowed it in an instant without even blinking.

After drinking, her face didn't change, except that her cheeks turned slightly red.

Holy Sword looked at her back, not understanding what Fantine was doing.