Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

For some reason, Mernadé felt a little happy.

Every time she saw Charles jealous or angry because of her, Melnadée would feel happy.

Although she knew that this was not a good thing, she couldn't control her emotions.

Thinking of some of her own guesses, her cheeks turned slightly red.

Charles thought that Mernadette was blushing because she was thinking about the scene of getting married in the future, and her face became even more ferocious for a moment.

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Chapter 206 Chapter 86 A Heart Blown by the Wind

In the end, Charles, with a ferocious look on his face and trying hard to appear indifferent, was pushed out by Mernadette.

There were things Melnadette wanted to ask Charles, she wanted to confirm some of her suspicions. However, touching her burning cheeks and thinking of Theresa outside the door, she ultimately didn't ask, but pushed Charles out.

At the turn of spring and summer, a cold wind blew in the night sky. Theresa stood at the door of the auditorium and looked at him with a smile.

Charles walked over and gently helped her tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind.

Theresa looked at Charles, and when he was about to fix her hair, she suddenly hugged Charles and kissed him on the cheek.

"Don't take advantage of me so easily." Charles pushed Theresa away and said with disgust on his face.

"You are not honest~" Theresa, who was pushed away, tried to return to Charles' arms again, but after trying several times, she failed, and then said with some dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong with me?" Charles put on a cold look.

"You were just fixing my hair," Teresa said, smiling at Charles. "The high priest said that if the wind blows your messy hair, if I love you and you love me, I will gently smooth it out for you. If I love you and you don't love me, I will gently tell you that your hair is messy."

Charles was stunned for a moment, then pinched Theresa's cheek hard.

"You, focus more of your energy on other things. Don't always think about those messy things."

"Also, don't stay with Professor Endsworth for too long, or you'll get infected from him."

Having Endsworth, who constantly said "The High Priest said so," by his side was already embarrassing enough for Ciel. Adding Theresa to the mix, he felt like he'd explode from the sheer shame. "In the past, I really didn't like him very much. But now I've decided to learn more about him," Theresa said, forcibly grabbing Ciel's arm.

"Why?" Charles asked somewhat unnaturally.

"Because Professor Endsworth said that you like him." Theresa turned her head to look at Charles.

The bright and clear sight made Charles unable to help but turn his head, wanting to imprint this beautiful scene in his heart. Then he said in a gentle tone, "You don't need to change yourself for me."

"Everyone has their own unique and eye-catching qualities, and you have them too. So, I don't want you to change yourself because of me."

"I just face up to this historical figure." Teresa said as she walked towards the pavilion in the manor.

"When I was young, because of my older brothers, the books about the High Priest at home were all books printed by some unofficial bookstores that boys liked to read."

Charles's brows twitched. He was very upset about being chosen as the most popular male protagonist in a certain type of novel.

"So, in my mind at that time, the high priest was just a talented, arrogant, dissolute, lustful and disgusting person." Theresa did not notice Charles's raised brows and continued to speak.

"After really getting to know him, I realized I had always been prejudiced against him."

"In history, he was a dissolute man who seemed to have countless female companions and who seemed to have spent his entire life doing that kind of thing."

"But in reality, not many people are really sure that they have any connection with him."

"Besides, I don't think the high priest who could say such romantic words would be that kind of person."

Meeting Theresa's gaze, Charles smiled.

That sentence was said by Haruki Murakami. He is just a "porter" or a "plagiarist".

Women, or most people, will ignore other aspects of a person because of his talent.

He is indeed very "talented" and has "written" many poems and articles about love, but his works are not linked to his personal qualities.

"Judging from the poems and articles he left behind, he must have been very lonely inside."

"Peroz returned and told me a new story about the High Priest's past, one unknown to most of the world. A story about a bard and an elven princess."

"He may have done many dissolute things, but the only person he truly loved was probably the elf princess who asked him to dance."

"After learning that story, I reread some of his articles and saw a completely different side of him."

"From those poems, I seemed to see him expressing his inner feelings to the love that could no longer be retrieved."

"[The wind blows your messy hair. If I love you and you love me, I will gently smooth it out for you. If I love you and you don't love me, I will gently tell you that your hair is messy.] This sentence must have been written while he was imagining being with the one he loved."

"He is a very gentle but lonely person..."

After hearing Theresa's evaluation of him, Charles looked a little strange.

Most of what she said about herself was wrong, but there were also some points that were right. It was just that he didn't like to recall these things from the past.

"This sentence is not necessarily directed at the elf princess." Charles said with a smile.

These words were certainly not spoken to the Elf Princess. Lulu Eve did indeed bring him great excitement, and because of that dance, she became the white moonlight in his heart.

However, Charles has always been a greedy person. Perhaps he would feel sad for a moment when he thought of her, but other than that, the elf princess occupied a very low proportion in his life or in his heart.

He said this to Ms. Misfortune.

Charles was entangled by the lady out of curiosity.

More than a year, or more than two years?

Charles couldn't remember how long it was exactly. After all, Lady Doom was a god, and she had a good relationship with the Goddess of Night. She owned or could borrow some time-related relics.

Although only a year or so had flown by on the calendar, the time Ciel had actually spent with her... No, I couldn't think about it anymore.

He really didn't want to recall that memory anymore.

He is hunted by the "God of Death" every day, and all under her watchful eyes.

Being hunted made Charles curse the other party countless times in his heart during that period.

Until one day, she suddenly told Charles that she was leaving.

And there are very important things, so we probably won’t see each other for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

There was some regret in her tone, as if she was sorry that she couldn't see Charles, like a guinea pig, continue his escape act. So when she was about to leave, Charles became bolder and used the breeze to help her tidy up her hair, and said such teasing words.

He had originally planned to play a big game before leaving, but he didn't expect that she just smiled and didn't do anything else.

But precisely because she didn't do anything, Charles was frightened for half a year, and finally he was sure that she didn't do anything just to see him being suspicious and frightened.

Shrimp and pig heart!

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Chapter 207 Chapter 87 Why are you so skilled?

Faced with Charles' denial, Theresa didn't say much but just looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"The moonlight tonight..." Just when she was about to say something, a dark cloud covered the bright moon in the sky.

Charles looked at the sky, then ruffled Theresa's hair.

"If you like someone but are too embarrassed to say it, there is a subtle way to express it."

"When you're admiring the moon with him, you can tell him that the moon is so beautiful tonight. If he likes you or understands you, he'll know what you mean: 'The moon is most beautiful when I'm with you.' The most beautiful thing is not the moon, but you."

"I came into contact with the affairs concerning the high priest earlier than you." While saying these words, Charles was thinking about an interesting thing - how much he had moved or plagiarized.

Being able to carry so many miscellaneous things here, in a way, he is very impressive...

"If you knew, why did you say it out loud!" Theresa looked at Charles angrily.

"Because the moonlight today is not suitable for saying those words." Charles pointed to the dark clouds hanging high in the sky. From their perspective, the moon was completely covered by the dark clouds.

Teresa was so angry that she kicked Charles' leg and walked forward quickly.

Charles chased after her, grabbed her, and slowly hugged Theresa from behind.

Theresa's body began to stiffen.

"What?" she asked in a pretended fierce tone.

"Who taught you what to do today?" Charles asked while smelling the fragrance on her body.

Theresa liked him very much, and Charles knew that.

He also knew that Theresa was a proud person. Although she was willing to let go of that pride when facing him, this aggressive plan was not her style.

Given her personality, it would be difficult for her to formulate such a confession plan.

"Of course...of course I thought of it myself!" Theresa's body became even stiffer and she stammered.

"Really?" Charles slowly adjusted the position of Theresa in his arms. During this process, Theresa's whole body was stiff and she was turned around by Charles like a doll. Finally, the two looked at each other.

Facing Charles' playful gaze, Theresa looked away guiltily.

But every time she dodged, Charles would chase her relentlessly.

For a moment, it became even more difficult for her to resist, and finally she could only raise her hands in surrender.

"Yes...it's Molly...Actually it wasn't her idea. It was her brother who came up with it." Theresa said a little embarrassedly.

Charles frowned and realized that things were not simple.

Perhaps Charles' expression frightened Theresa, and she quickly said, "Molly has always liked you...but she knows I like you too, and she thinks you like me very much too..."

"So I want to help us break the window paper between us..."

"She said...if I succeed...I hope you can stop caring about the fact that she likes you."

"Molly doesn't care whether you like her or not, but she wants you to be happy. However, if possible, she still hopes that you can give her a little bit of your heart. As long as you like her a little bit, she will be satisfied."

This is a chain of events.

Charles was convinced by Morin.

Taking into account Charles's personality, combining the advantages of the people he liked, and at the same time calculating Theresa's personality and his own reaction during this strategy, he used Theresa's mouth to say such words to express his feelings.

If an ordinary person faced such a combination of punches, even if he had no feelings for her, he would still be a little moved, or feel some guilt towards her.

With the help of this feeling, Morin can continue to quickly enter the other person's heart in other ways.

Mo Lin, how many men have you flirted with to become so skilled?

Theresa misunderstood Charles's strange expression. Then, somewhat awkwardly, she said, "I know you're greedy. I might be unhappy with someone else, but if it were Molly..."

Ciel covered her mouth with his hand.

Theresa looked at Charles strangely.

Charles scratched his hair, then looked at Theresa with a look of despair, "Haven't you noticed it?"

"What?" Teresa asked curiously.

"Maureen and Molly are the same person." Charles said speechlessly while rubbing her face.

"Ah!?" Theresa was completely stunned.

At this moment, she felt a little confused.

"I, I've seen them chatting together... How could they be the same person?"

In Theresa's impression, Maureen is a person with an eccentric personality, while Molly is a person with a gentle, weak and lovely personality.

The two are completely different in terms of their personalities and the way they treat others!

"Maureen and Molly have appeared in the same place at the same time many times. This kind of thing can be accomplished by many extraordinary skills, and it is especially easy for a thief-sequence extraordinary person."

"As for the appearance...it can be achieved through makeup."

Teresa still had some doubts.

She glanced at Ciel furtively and then said, "Um... Rocks, it's not that I don't trust you."

"But this matter is really hard to believe."

"I've had contact with Maureen and Molly many times since I moved here. This incident is really... ridiculous!"

Charles took Theresa's hand and slowly walked to the pavilion and sat down. Then he took out a mirror from his arms.

He gently wiped the mirror, and a figure gradually emerged. It was Morin.

At this moment, he was humming a song while putting on makeup.