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

"Professor, the high priest once said, 'It is better to take it in the straight path than to seek it in the crooked one.'" Sif said calmly.

Endsworth looked somewhat helpless. "All that talk I just said was in vain."

"Professor, I understand what you mean. However, everyone chooses their own path. Perhaps this path is full of thorns, but for me, this path is the most suitable."

"By the way, is there any reason why you told me so much today?" Sif asked curiously.

"Henry is dead, at Hotlat," said Endsworth.

Henry is the patriarch of the Mitte family.

He is also the father of Delar Mite - Delar Mite is the one who attempted to do that to Sif and was turned into a neutral person.

"Several of Dral's brothers also stayed in Hotlat with Henry. He is still in Hotlat, but he has successfully inherited the extraordinary characteristics left by Henry and officially became the patriarch of the Mitt family."

"Henry is a man of measure. But Drale... he's not like his father."

"Maybe school won't be safe for you anymore."

"After all, whether it's the Mitte family's wealth or the division of war profits, they are both very tempting."

Endsworth didn't explain in detail, but Sif understood what he meant.

Because of her, the relationship between the House of Lords and the House of Commons had become strained, and some members of the academy were very dissatisfied with her.

However, considering that she today may be herself tomorrow, and because of some interests, everyone chose to fight hard.

In the end, the two sides reached a formal settlement.

Now, the patriarch of the Mitt family has died in battle, and Dral, who has an irreconcilable feud with Sif, has become the new patriarch.

He is not as tolerant as his father.

Maybe you will do something that goes against the previous agreement.

At the same time, many people in the college are looking forward to this happening.

After all, if Sif died, then according to some unspoken rules, they could not only take over the Mitt family's property, but they could even use this opportunity to allow the new party to gain more voice.

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Chapter 112: Goddess Development Plan Progress Plus 1

Sif was a very smart person, and even though Endsworth didn't say many things directly, she could understand what he meant.

"I'll be careful." She said seriously.

When the entire campus is a whole.

Not to mention the Mitt family, even if the Severus family wanted to do anything in there, it would be impossible.

But when people's hearts change.

It is normal for an ordinary lecturer to die in the college.

"There are Horcruxes in the academy that can detect extraordinary powers. As long as Dral is not crazy, he will not just rush in and attack."

"He'll probably poison you, or bribe or coerce students into attacking you, or use some other despicable tactics."

"Anyway, you should spend more time with Theresa during this time. You'll be safer with her around."

"Professor Endsworth, can't we talk about these things later? I'm in no mood to eat delicious food or dance beautifully online or offline." Sif said while lying on the table and eating fruit.

"Then tell me the good news."

"Since I've used you as bait, no matter what caused your death, Dral won't run away."

"Even if you choke to death now, Drael will become the target of those guys' attack."

"This way, even if you die, you can still take the enemy with you. Doesn't that make you happy?"

Sif rolled her eyes at Endsworth.

"To perish together with that kind of guy is obviously a very shameful thing, okay?"

Charles, who was standing next to Endsworth, did not express his opinion on the affairs of Endsworth, Sif and Dral.

He had known about this a long time ago, or he could be considered the mastermind behind it.

After Sif showed her special side, Charles set his sights on Dral.

Without much effort, he saw the future of the Mitt family.

According to a normal future, during this period of time, several nobles including Henry Mitte were seriously injured in the battle with the Kingdom of Bonn and were subsequently ambushed by assassins.

In the end, only the extraordinary characteristics remain.

Except for Dral, several of his sons were killed by the Horcrux that eventually exploded.

Although Dral became the ultimate "victor", an accident occurred when he was absorbing his extraordinary characteristics, and he was eventually transformed into a monster and destroyed. The Mitt family also became history.

Charles changed the result of Dral's acceptance of extraordinary characteristics and allowed him to survive.

The purpose was to use him to test Sif.

After all, it's not just Sif's understanding of the Sivismont language. The demise of the Mitt family in normal history also reveals a hint of weirdness.

A not-so-bad noble, one who had been assimilated for a long time and had already recognized the extraordinary characteristics inherited from the Mitt family bloodline.

The probability of accidents happening at the same time is too small.

They were all enemies of Sif, and Charles had to suspect that this matter was related to Sif.

"I hope I'm wrong..." Looking at the graceful dance of the elves below, and Sif lying on the table like a salted fish but with a stubborn look in her eyes, Charles' eyes flickered.

At Rocks Manor, Charles looked at Floys who was standing in front of him and trying hard to stand properly, with a calm and deep expression.

His appearance did not surprise Charles.

After all, Mernadette is not good at rejecting others.

"Mr. Flo, do you have any questions about your salary?" Charles asked with a smile.

Floyds shook his head rapidly, "I can't wait to protect the little...Mr. and Miss."

Charles seemed not to notice his slip of the tongue, and then said calmly, "Then your daily job will be to escort Melnadè and me to the academy in the morning, and pick us up in the evening."

"The rest of the time, stay in the manor to protect its safety."

Floyd nodded rapidly.

He couldn't wait to leave Charles' office, then run to the courtyard and hide in a corner, silently watching and protecting the little white flower in his heart.

Can't this guy stop nagging?

Can't you let me protect them soon?

Some words almost jumped out of Floys's mouth, but thinking of how Mernadette looked yesterday, Floys forced himself to suppress his emotions and pretend to be a normal person.

It took a lot of effort to get that Clinton guy to think of a normal image for me.

Be sure to install it properly.

You can't scare this guy in front of you, and you can't scare the little white flower.

"Then let Barton take you on a tour of my estate."

"Yes, sir." Barton bowed slightly.

Floyds also imitated the other party's awkward gesture and said in a rough voice, "Yes, sir."

Watching the other party leave, Charles touched his chin and began to think about the arrangements for Floyds.

"It won't be long before the news of Floyds joining this place spreads. How should I let Mernade know about his past then?"

"Even if she knew about his past, facing a Floyd who was trying hard to change himself, Melnadette would still choose to accept it."

"But when her choices put her family in danger, will she make any progress in certain things?" Charles twirled his pen while thinking about what he should do next.

“It starts with creating an identity that can hold you together when things change.”

"This is simple. We can insert some traces into past history and influence the thoughts of some saints and demigods, making them subconsciously aware of the existence of this person."

"He can appear as a hero, but he can also be one of his own nesting doll identities."

"The question now is, how can we allow Melnadè to grow sufficiently without causing too many people harm?"

“How should we grasp the degree of this period?”

If it were someone else, Charles would have just used the simplest and most brutal method.

But Mernad...Charle felt that some things needed to be further elaborated.

"I'm sure Mernadette will feel very guilty by then. Should I prepare a shadow stone in my room in advance? Then, when she comes to visit me, I'll spit out more blood?"

He was obviously thinking about something very serious, but when it came to Mernadette, Charles' thoughts would always go astray unconsciously.

Thinking of Mernadette's tearful look at that time, Charles felt a little reluctant, but he finally did not change his plan.

"Mernadè, I hope you don't blame me. Teacher Alford and the others are not here, and it's difficult for me to protect you at this time."

"Kindness and gentleness only need to be shown to me... to those who believe in you..."

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Chapter 113 Chapter 112: Xiaer: awsl

"Brother, I want to stay in school at night." After staying in the new house for one night, Mernadette said a little embarrassedly on the way to school.

"Are you not used to it?" Charles asked, touching her head.

Mernadette nodded first, then shook her head.

"Yes, one of the reasons is this..."

For Mernadè, everything in the new home is a completely different experience from before.

In the morning, someone helped her to dress and wash up, and when she went downstairs, breakfast and everything she needed would be prepared.

I clearly didn't go to the commercial street, but my clothes were piled up in the clothing room like a small mountain.

Even if you change your clothes every day, it seems like you won’t be able to wear them all in a year.

It was comfortable, but it made her feel uncomfortable.

"I always feel like... this kind of life is like... a beautiful dream that comes once in a while."

"It's not just a dream that happens once in a while. As long as I'm here, this will continue."

Charles gently patted her head.

"But.."

"We are family," Ciel interrupted her.

"For a long time, I didn't find you and failed to take good care of you. So now, I want to make up for the debt in my heart."

"Mernadette, please give me this chance." Charles grabbed her hand and said seriously.

Mernadette's face turned slightly red, but she did not pull her hand away. "I...I want to stay in school a little longer...There...that place is already a very happy place for me."

Although life in the Charles dormitory in the college is much better than life in the welfare home, it is not too exaggerated.

Now...

One cloakroom is bigger than the entire yard of the welfare home. Everyone greets me and serves me when they see me. I don’t need to ask for anything. As long as I show some emotion in my eyes, people around me will quickly send me to my room.

This kind of life was comfortable, but it made her feel very unreal.

This kind of life reminded her of the stories about princes and princesses that the nun had told her when she was a child.

Ciel may be called a "prince", but she is not a princess.

"You always need to adapt." Charles said seriously.

"Perhaps we can proceed gradually and temporarily send the maid in your room to another place."

"Wait until you adapt to life here, then let them come back to you."

"Perhaps I can temporarily lay off some of the people, so that they don't appear before you, and then recruit new ones after you have adapted."

Charles made many suggestions.

But Melnadette hurriedly shook her head, "No..."