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

If Charles brings Melnadette here again one day, he will probably discover something surprising.

The ill will directed against her vanished.

Big and small all disappeared...

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Chapter 78 Big News

"The seal of the Golden Island has been broken. On her first expedition, Miss Krolov broke the thousand-year-old seal of the Black Ocean."

Looking at the news that almost took up the entire page of the York Daily News and the half-length portrait of Peroz that took up most of the page, Theresa read the contents of the newspaper with some envy.

Although the Black Flag was still sailing on the ocean, it would still take some time before it reached the shore.

However, Hogot had already used special means to send the manuscript he wrote to reporters he was familiar with.

In less than a day, the news had shocked the entire East Continent.

Although the other continents were a little late, with the help of extraordinary magic power, these things have already been known to the middle and high-level people.

In two days at most, this news will truly explode the world.

"As expected of Peroz..."

"Are you envious?" Charles asked while drinking tea.

Teresa nodded. "Although I know I'm not cut out for it, it's probably a common problem for girls. I've always been attracted to the heroines in legendary novels, who are free to embark on all kinds of thrilling adventures."

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't have this disease." Sif complained, "Unlike young ladies like you, we have done our best just to stay alive."

Sif's background is probably a little better than Ciel and Mernadette, but only a little bit.

"It's pretty good, isn't it? Compared to most people in this world." Theresa stretched and looked at Sif with a smile.

After thinking about it carefully, Sif nodded.

Compared to most people in this world, I am indeed living a good life.

Thinking of this, she happily continued to eat the snacks.

"I've always been very curious... Lecturer Leopold, don't you worry about your figure since you eat so many desserts every day?" Charles asked curiously as he watched the supply of the cabinet where the snacks were stored slowly decrease.

In the office, Charles rarely saw Sif stop eating.

but...

Her figure is too unscientific.

"This may be a gift from God to me." Sif blinked and looked at Charles with a smile.

"Enci...be careful of the rebound in the future." Thinking of a teacher who kept eating meatballs and eventually turned into a sweet potato, Charles reminded her very kindly.

But she just continued to put the dessert into her mouth with a smile, then clasped her hands together and looked at Charles with a pleading face.

"Lecturer Rocks, I remember you and Ms. Perozzi had a good relationship."

"When she returns to Morrowston, could you take me to meet her, or help me get her autograph?"

In a world where powerful nations and prosperous families rely on "archaeology", people like Peroz can easily become idols in the hearts of the public.

"I can take you to see her, but make sure you dare to walk out of the school with me. I don't have as much face as Theresa." Charles said calmly.

Sif looked at Theresa with pitiful eyes again.

But this time, Theresa rejected her. "Although Peroz and I have a good relationship, she probably won't welcome me to visit her."

"Why?" Sif asked curiously.

"Well, my father has always hoped that there would be a boy in the family who could capture Peroz's heart."

"And she ordered us to think of ways to praise my brothers when we see her."

"Would you like a friend who kept whispering something like that in your ear?"

Sif thought about it and shook her head.

"Okay, enough of the gossip. Did you hear about the fire in the slums a few days ago?"

Ciel shook his head.

The goddess has already lowered her eyelids, so he has nothing to care about regarding the slums.

This is especially true since Sif has been stuck in the academy.

"Two days ago, a fire broke out in the slums, killing four to five hundred people. The official explanation is that the deaths were an accident."

"But the people my father left there told me it wasn't an accident, someone did it on purpose."

It would be fine if all the houses were damaged together.

But each house was on fire individually.

Even the two houses next door were reduced to ashes, but the area in between was not affected.

Have you ever seen such an accident?

"Intentionally?" Sif was a little surprised.

Five hundred people...

"It must have been done by a madman." Teresa said firmly.

"Before the incident, the madman had been active in that place. At the same time, after the incident, someone saw the madman walking in the heavy rain covered in blood."

Witnesses also stated that the madman was crying sadly in the heavy rain.

But generally no one believes this.

"So...Charles, do you know how dangerous what you did before was?" Theresa looked at Charles with a very serious and solemn expression.

"I know you did some extreme things because you suddenly found your relatives, but in the future, I hope you'd better avoid him if you meet him."

"He's far more dangerous than you realize."

Looking at Theresa who was trying hard to show her indignation at his previous behavior with a stern face, Charles couldn't help but reach out and gently poke her cheek.

Theresa's body stiffened. She wanted to take a few steps back, but she stopped abruptly and stayed where she was, as if she didn't care about Charles's actions at all.

After poking him, Charles realized that his behavior had gone a little over the line.

Although in this era, women, especially aristocrats, were often extremely decadent due to their liberated thoughts.

But most families still stick to tradition.

His behavior just now was somewhat rude and frivolous.

According to Theresa's previous personality, her face should have gloomy at this time, but now... there was still a smile on her cheeks, but it was a little stiff.

"Sorry." Charles spoke first.

"nothing."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"Rocks, you must have been feeling frustrated recently because of Mernade. How could you do such a frivolous thing?" Sif broke the awkward atmosphere.

In the past, Charles would go to the City of Eternal Night most of the time at night, but since Mernadè was brought in, he spent most of the night in the dormitory.

"If you don't know how to speak, don't talk nonsense. People who don't know would think I did something heinous." Charles felt helpless.

"Can you just touch a lady's face casually?"

"I just couldn't help myself just now." He admitted that Theresa's pretended serious expression was a little cute.

"I can't help it~~" Sif's tone was very long, and there was a hint of ambiguity on her face.

"I was just wondering how it's possible that a girl as outstanding as Theresa would pursue you without any reaction."

"It turns out that your heart has been captured for a long time, and you are just holding on."

Charles stood up and walked to her desk, patting her shoulder seriously.

"There are a few classes in the Faculty of Arts this afternoon that you can attend."

?

Sif looked at Ciel strangely.

"This will help improve your reading comprehension skills so that you don't make mistakes understanding basic language and words every day."

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Chapter 79 I'd Rather Not

Although Sif was making jokes, the atmosphere was still not as relaxed as before.

Charles stretched and looked at Theresa, then smiled.

Although Theresa is trying hard to adapt to him, in fact, the two have very different personalities, hobbies and behaviors.

There had been many awkward moments before due to some unexpected factors, but the next day she would pretend nothing had happened and still stick to her plan.

"You must be tired." Charles suddenly asked.

"What?" Theresa was stunned, then took two steps back.

"It's tiring to go against your own heart and choose to please someone you don't want to accept."

During the time she spent with Charles, Theresa actually discovered many of his strengths.

If they are friends, she is willing to continue interacting with the other person.

But love, or the person you want to spend your life with...

"What... Didn't I tell you before? I'm just acting now. I don't have any feelings towards you." Teresa said very dishonestly.

On her first day here, Teresa had told Charles that everything she did was to impress her father, but in reality, she had come with the intention of capturing him.

"I just asked if you were tired." Looking at Theresa Shire who seemed a little excited, his expression remained calm.

Theresa was stuck.

"This is a very good opportunity." Charles raised the newspaper in his hand.

"The Duke made this choice simply because he thought Peroz could easily die in this adventure."

"And now, Peroz has proven himself."

"His greatest hope was dashed, and my value has diminished."

"If you show strong resistance to me at this time, there is a high probability that he will change his mind."

“Even if a bird in a cage lives a comfortable life, it will eventually yearn for the sky.”

"Teresa, I can see the unwillingness in your eyes and the desire in your heart. But you have always chosen to suppress it."

Before Mernadè appeared, perhaps Theresa still had some chance to become the wife of "Lecturer Charles Rocks".

But now, he no longer has much mood to play any role-playing games.

During the time they spent together, Theresa left a good impression on him, so Charles was willing to devote some energy to her.

A bird in a cage...

Theresa glanced at the sky outside the window. It was covered with heavy haze and dark clouds.

Compared to most birds, caged birds are the envy of many people in this era.

"Life is precious, but love is more precious."

"If it is for the sake of freedom, both can be abandoned."

Charles slowly opened the transparent glass window, and a cold wind blew in.

At the same time, the thick haze accumulated in the sky slowly dissipated, and rays of golden sunlight suddenly fell, shining on the earth.

Faintly, Theresa seemed to hear the cheerful chirping of birds.

Compared to the sound of a bird in a cage, this kind of sound is much wilder and more pleasant to the ear.

"The High Priest's 'Freedom and Love'... a very appropriate poem..." Theresa followed Charles's gaze and looked out the window, wondering what she was thinking.

Meanwhile, Charles looked a little unnatural.