Chapter 11: Knocking on my wife's door at night.

Chapter 11: Knocking on my wife's door at night.

Victor sat in the carriage waiting for the servant's notice. But he heard Vega's low chirping voice.

"Are you interested in that extinct volcano?"

The one-eyed crow was combing its shiny feathers again. Perhaps because its body was too fat, its beak couldn't reach the back anymore.

Victor glanced at Vega.

"How did you find out?"

Vega raised its head and said confidently.

"Otherwise you wouldn't have come to find this fiancée."

Victor didn't answer him. It was a silent admission.

Before long, Victor still had patience. But Vega couldn't wait first.

"Why hasn't anyone come to invite us in yet?"

The sound of flipping pages paused. Victor closed the magic book and said lightly.

"Imagine if you were a very beautiful woman. Alone at home. Someone wants to see you at night. This person is still your fiancé. What would you do?"

Vega tilted its head and thought for a while. Then it said hoarsely, "Dress up beautifully and meet in the most delicate posture?"

"I understand. She saw you coming and specially put on makeup! And you are also very patient and waiting for her."

"Wrong. She will only think that such a person is sick and annoying."

Victor expressionlessly denied it. But obviously, the crow was a bit unconvinced.

"Why? I see that those storybooks are all written like this. Is it that you don't understand women?"

"It's that you don't understand Gwen."

Victor turned his head and looked at the courtyard gate of the Drin family.

This sacred great knight has never regarded herself as a "woman".

Well, in fact, Victor himself didn't quite understand Gwen now.

But he thought that at this time, Gwen should hate him.

After all, no woman would like a man who always has a stinky face, is petty, and even does all kinds of bad things.

This relationship of fiancé and fiancée is probably a stain on Knight Gwen's life until the end.

So after Victor died, she never married for the rest of her life.

"Get ready. We should go in."

He lowered his head and reminded the crow on his shoulder. The crow quickly put on a look of "I am just a pet" and stood lazily on his shoulder without moving.

After a while, the maid came to the carriage and respectfully said to him that Miss Gwen was ready and invited him in.

Victor got off the carriage. Under the guidance of the maid, he passed through the gate and was led to the conference hall.

As soon as he entered, he saw Gwen.

The other party was sitting on the soft sofa. She didn't dress up. She was wrapped in a tightly wrapped bathrobe without showing any skin.

It seemed that she had just come out of the bath.

But she didn't need to dress up either. In Victor's opinion, even if she was just without makeup, this delicate and perfect face was enough to capture any man.

"What are you doing here so late?"

Gwen's tone was neither warm nor cold. There was also a hint of aloofness.

Victor unceremoniously sat opposite her. With the same flat tone, he got straight to the point.

"I heard that you are going on a mission and won't be back for half a month."

Gwen wasn't curious about where he heard it from. She nodded honestly.

"Well, I will set off in a week."

"Can you take me with you?"

Gwen: "..."

Hearing this sentence, her reaction was a bit... subtle.

First there was some confusion. Then she frowned as if confirming repeatedly.

Finally, she leaned back. An incredulous expression gradually appeared on her face.

Gwen reached out and put her hand on her forehead. She lowered her head and asked again.

"Repeat what you just said."

"Can you take me with you."

Without hesitation, Victor repeated it.

"Huh..."

Gwen let out a breath. She always felt that the other party had broken his brain.

"What's the reason?"

"Without a proper reason, I can't take you with me."

Victor: "I am very familiar with the terrain of the surrounding mountains. Including the weaknesses of the monsters distributed around. If you take me with you, counting the round trip, you can come back in only seven days."

Hearing his words, Gwen didn't even raise her eyes. She didn't know whether she was considering Victor's value or didn't care at all.

Victor still wanted to say something to raise his value in Gwen's eyes. But Gwen spoke first and blocked his mouth.

"What I want is the truth."

Victor's eyes became a bit colder. Looking at Gwen, he slowly said: "... You used your ability on me."

As a naturally righteous knight, Gwen Drin has shown her unique talent since childhood.

She has a heart of justice.

As long as she wants, she can clearly tell whether the opposite side is lying or not.

Gwen can freely control this ability. So when it's not necessary, she won't use her ability.

However, she didn't believe him.

Victor didn't feel very angry. Instead, it was somewhat expected.

Because this proved indirectly how much Gwen hated him.

When talking to him, Gwen would even use her heart of justice to measure whether he was lying.

"I don't trust you."

Gwen was very straightforward and didn't have more explanations.

Suddenly, Victor smiled relievedly.

He thought for a while and then said again:

"There is a kind of monster in Mount Vesuvius. They will produce a unique crystal on their bodies. I need that kind of thing to make magic items."

After saying that, Victor's eyes showed a strong desire.

[First-level magic: Self-suggestion]

Effect: Hypnotize and suggest to oneself. Within a period of time, any one ability can be randomly raised by one level.

It's very simple to deal with Gwen's heart of justice. He just needs to tell the truth.

Even if this truth is made up on the spot. As long as Victor himself believes it, it is the truth.

Mages also have their own means. That is flexible morality and a wise mind.

Gwen finally looked up at Victor.

"It seems that you really know that volcano. Otherwise you wouldn't say such words."

"In order to achieve your own purpose, you can even use the Royal Knights as your escort."

"As expected of you, selfish Victor."

Victor didn't put on his poker face for a long time. He smiled and nodded.

"I will take this sentence as a compliment."

Gwen would never doubt him from Victor's selfish perspective. Because he is such a person.

She also knew that in order to achieve his purpose, Victor would only pester her more.

In that case, it's better to agree.

"I will apply for a mage to accompany me. You can come to see me on that day."

Seeing Gwen agree, Victor replied with a smile: "Thank you, Knight Gwen. Who is willing to help selflessly even for such a selfish person like me."

"I will arrange all things in this week. No need to see me off."

After saying that, Victor got up and left.

Gwen nodded and watched him leave.

But in her head, Victor's smiling face when complimenting couldn't be erased for a long time.

Has Victor ever smiled like that?

Back in the carriage, Victor leaned quietly on the seat. His jet-black eyes didn't know where they were staring.

"Are you angry?"

The crow asked in confusion.

"Why do you think so?"

Vega: "After looking at your poker face for a long time. It's just intuition."

"If you don't have much emotion, you won't smile as brightly as a chrysanthemum."

Angry?

Hearing its words, Victor thought for a moment.

Perhaps the education he had been influenced by made him want to be a good person. But being said so selfish by the other party's righteousness.

And only by pretending to be what she thought he was could he be recognized by that person.

He wasn't angry.

It just made him feel a bit nauseous.

.....

In these days, Victor taught at the college during the day. At night, he buried himself in the basement to study magic potions.

As long as there were enough materials provided, he could make a hundred bottles every day. These could all be sold by Leah.

Leah said that when the store was renovated, these potions would be on the shelves. And for the time being, only this kind of potion would be sold.

To make the store famous first. Then consider stocking other magic items.

Of course, Victor knew that once this consumable was on the shelves, it would definitely cause a rush.

So he told Leah not to sell all of them. Limit to fifty bottles per day.

Hunger marketing.

Leah herself was a businessman. She understood immediately.

At the college, Victor wasn't idle either. On the one hand, he was thinking about the topic of the lecture. On the one hand, he made a decision.

Every time he taught, he would let Honey listen on the side.

In the name of absorbing experience.

Erica would come to his office every night. There were always many questions to ask. And it was more and more frequent.

Although Victor was a bit annoyed, Vega answered them tirelessly one by one.

In order not to let Vega chirp in his head all the time, he had to convey everything to Erica.

By the way, he could also make up for his magic knowledge from Vega.

After secretly learning from Vega, he realized that Erica was really a genius.

He couldn't understand those obscure and complex contents of Vega at all. But Erica could understand as soon as she was taught.

Even to such an extent, it seemed that she had countless questions waiting to be asked and answered.

Victor couldn't help but sigh.

For a student like Erica who is talented and hardworking. If she doesn't get the first place in the exam, who else could?

Everything was going smoothly. Soon, it was the sixth day as agreed with Gwen.

Honey quietly followed behind Victor. Today she would still follow behind Professor Victor and listen.

She didn't quite understand why Professor Victor let her listen. Obviously that was the course she had written.

Until the two walked to the door. She finally understood Professor Victor's intention these days.

"Today, I want you to go in by yourself. Use your knowledge to give a class to the students in this class."

Honey: "???"