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

The name is correct, but the author is not me, but Petofi's...

"Rocks is right. Many times I do suppress myself to please you." After a long time, Theresa showed a carefree smile on her face.

"But you're wrong in some ways."

"I'm not doing this just because of my father's orders." She smiled faintly. "My father dotes on us very much. If I insist on refusing, he'll be a little angry, but he'll eventually give up his idea."

"From a very early age, my life was largely planned by my father."

“When you have a good enough elder, you will find that although you lose freedom in certain matters, life will be very easy.”

"In his plans for my life, my father never made a mistake, nor did he ever let me down or make me sad."

"Only this time, I felt a hint of sadness and resistance."

"But at the same time, this is the only time I can do something for this family."

There was a gleam in Theresa's eyes.

"Since I was born, I have been protected by this family. I have always had the best food and clothing. Although my mother was of humble status, my father still treated her like everyone else. Although I am a girl, I enjoy the same resources and love as my brothers."

"Some people choose to accept it and take it for granted."

“But I never thought of it that way.”

"Especially when I see other people in the same situation as me."

For most nobles, someone with a background and gender like Teresa could be considered to have a very low status in the family.

Sometimes, some of their trusted stewards and guard chiefs had much higher status than her.

"This family has always done something for me, but I have never done anything for this family."

"So, when I knew that you were the one my father chose for me, I felt more than just resistance. I also felt a hint of... joy."

“A bird in a cage may long for freedom, and so do I.”

"But the world is not one that changes according to one's will. If freedom comes at the cost of hurting my family and my parents' expectations of me, I'd rather not have it."

Freedom and responsibility...

Charles raised his head slightly and stared at Theresa, whose eyes were bright and determined. He was somewhat attracted by her.

"Perhaps you can ask your father for his opinion on some matters."

"If he knew..."

"Father only told me that my mission this time is to capture your heart," Theresa interrupted.

Looking at the silent Charles, she slowly closed the window and stood beside him.

The sunlight has faded and the birdsong has gradually become quieter.

The smile on her face brightened.

"Although I know that you said these words because you want to reject me, Rocks, I still want to thank you."

“I feel a lot more relaxed after saying some of the words.”

Then she stood on tiptoes, and a trace of light blue light flashed in her hands, covering Charles' body. She stood on tiptoes slightly and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"See you tomorrow~"

Her voice was a little cheerful, and then she took a few steps back and walked out of the room with a smile.

Looking at her back, Charles felt as if his heart was scratched.

"I shouldn't be silenced, right~" Sif, who was full of melon, asked Charles weakly.

Ciel touched his cheek and then pretended to be angry.

"How could there be such a person in the world, using magic power to restrict my body and take advantage of me? This is too much!"

But his expression and voice seemed very angry, but it did not scare Sif.

She just watched Charles perform quietly.

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Section 80 Chapter 80 Should we take advantage of this time... Charles always thought that Theresa was no different from other people.

These other people were the noble ladies he had met.

In his impression, they were polite on the outside, but crazy on the inside, and Charles couldn't see their "hearts".

Or he couldn't see what kind of persistence and belief they had.

It's so fake, like a puppet rather than a person.

Occasionally there are some bright eyes, but the heart is too narrow, although it can burst out a different light.

But that light was too small.

But Theresa was different, she sparkled like a gem.

"The dust on the gem has been wiped off..."

Or rather, the dust in front of my eyes cleared away.

It’s a pity that this kind of light is not very suitable for me.

Ciel touched his cheek and thought seriously.

"Stock up on some food recently... Never mind... The school will supply it. If that doesn't work, you can come to me to get it..." Endsworth said while reading the newspaper in his office.

"Food?" Charles was stunned.

"Blackfire...is not a good thing." Endsworth's face looked a little gloomy.

In the era of the Shire, black fire, also known as oil, was a good thing. Without it, many technologies would not have been developed, and entering the electrical age would have been impossible.

But here, Black Fire is called the "source of war."

"The war situation in the Black Fire Age was more like an accident. Such a situation shouldn't happen in this era," Charles asked.

He didn't pay much attention to this era.

However, there is a general understanding that demigods are in seclusion and saints are the leaders. There are the most demigods in the Eastern Continent, but most of them are not in the mood to become dictators.

Not only in the East Continent, all demigods currently have only one goal, which is to become subordinate gods.

Except for a very small number of demigods, most of the demigods use their own ways to get promoted in their own little piece of land.

Most of them are a kind of slow and steady work.

It is almost a consensus that a stable situation is what they need.

Demigods expect stability, and it is not so easy for other countries to start a war.

"The Extraordinary have a saying." Endsworth put down the newspaper, "There are no accidents when it comes to Extraordinary people."

“In fact, there has been a trend since a long time ago.”

"A terrifying monster is being created beneath the seemingly calm surface of the water."

Endsworth's eyes flickered, as if there were some secrets and thoughts hidden in his heart.

He didn't say anything else to Charles, and Charles didn't ask or inquire.

However, the price of food has indeed started to rise rapidly recently.

The price of brown bread has almost doubled from 7p a pound to 13p.

In some places, the price has even risen to 14 pence or 15 pence.

Some secret sects also gradually took advantage of this opportunity to come to the fore.

A few days ago, Charles even met a man called "The Secret Order" who wanted to lure Charles into joining the secret order by using extraordinary magic potions.

"Mernadette, eat more." In the apartment, Charles said gently to Mernadette who had just eaten a little bit of black bread and some jam and then stopped eating.

"I'm full," she whispered.

As someone who has taken care of two children and maintained an orphanage for so long, although she has a weak personality, people who come from the slums always have a keen sixth sense about certain things.

The recent food prices have made her a little anxious.

As the situation gets worse, she feels that food prices will remain high for a long time, and may even become unaffordable even if you have money.

So she has been eating very little recently, and the pocket money Charles gave her was exchanged for food and piled under her bed.

Ciel, who had been keeping an eye on her, rubbed his chin.

“No need to save.”

"I'll take you somewhere in the evening."

"But now, eat all this." As he spoke, Charles placed the bacon and black bread on the table next to her.

"I, I'm really full..." Mernad said pitifully.

"Then... let Lily and Lorna handle these."

Lily and Lorna looked at each other and shook their heads.

Mernadette was not full, but they were really full.

Although the little girl is growing, she doesn't eat much.

"Then just dump it out."

"No." In her anxiety, Mernadette's voice was a little louder.

"In today's weather, food can easily get damp and rot. If food is left out for too long, eating it will make you sick."

"I won't allow my family to get sick because of this."

Looking at Charles, Mernadette ate the bacon and black bread in front of her with a wronged look on her face.

Looking at her, for some reason Charles had the urge to tease her a few more times.

bah bah bah!

What a prank!

It’s love!

No, it’s love!

Charles gently rubbed Melnadette's hair, and suddenly he had a strange idea.

He would capture the Mother Goddess and take good care of her before her memory is restored. When her memory is restored, he thinks it would be worthwhile even if she were to be a guard in the prison at the center of the earth for a while.

After dinner, Charles, Mernadette, Lily and Lorna got on a brand new carriage.

The car body is made of kraft wood. As an extraordinary material, kraft wood is a wood related to space.

Although the carriage made of it looks very small from the outside, the area inside is actually two or three times larger than what most people see.

While it wasn't as good as the Shire's sea-carrying carriage, it was still considered a high-end carriage in the Kingdom of York, with a market price of around 1000 gold pounds.

The pony pulling the cart was Boggart, a gift from Professor Endsworth, a foal born from one of his horses.

Although the Boggart has the word "fly" in its name, it cannot fly itself. It is a kind of artificially domesticated extraordinary creature.

Its name means that it can run faster than it can fly, and the Boggart can also adapt to various difficult paths.

The market price is roughly around 200 gold pounds.

Including some modifications, Charles' carriage cost about 2000 gold pounds.

It sounds like a lot, but in reality his carriage couldn't even get a number in Moroston.

Some nobles' carriages were better than his.

Of course, the history of most of the nobles' carriages is much older than his new car.

One reason is to show off one's background, and the other is to save money - this is a reason that people generally don't mention.

This time the destination was nearly a hundred kilometers away from the Royal Academy of Moroston, but at the speed of the Boggart, it only took an hour for the carriage to stop steadily.

"Get out of the car."

After getting off the carriage and looking at the castle manor in front of him, he turned and said to Mernadè.

With Theresa's help, although the manor was not completely built, it was roughly completed.