Chapter 34. Be obedient. Let me have a look!

Chapter 34. Be obedient. Let me have a look!

Kevlar was still explaining.

"When you and Victor get married, you will be a member of the Klevenner family in the future."

"In that case, even if your father wants to call you back, you will have every reason to refuse."

Gwen: "..."

Under Gwen's dazed eyes, Kevlar was still pacing back and forth and muttering.

"Just take advantage of my return and set the date. Then I can be your witness..."

"Well, considering your age, it's long overdue for you to get married. It's really inappropriate to have dragged it on until now."

Gwen finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly:

"Sister! I haven't planned to get married yet!"

When Kevlar heard Gwen's words, she pretended to be puzzled and looked back at her.

"Why? Doesn't Victor like you?"

"No... probably... not..."

Gwen recalled the conversation with Victor today. She had wanted to firmly say that he didn't like her, but in the end, for some inexplicable reason, she changed her words.

She lowered her head and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Then that's it!"

Kevlar laughed heartily and patted Gwen on the shoulder, saying with a smile:

"Little Gwen, you don't want to go back home either, do you?"

"..."

Gwen always felt that Kevlar's words were malicious.

But she really didn't want to.

Thinking of her strict father and her annoying second brother...

In this family, only her mother and sister are left. Other than that, she has nothing to miss.

Seeing Gwen gradually fall silent, Kevlar took a few steps back and chuckled softly:

"Okay, okay, I was just teasing you."

"I won't let you go back."

Gwen raised her head and looked at Kevlar strangely.

Only to see Kevlar thinking about something there:

"Well... But if you don't go back, you have to find a reason."

"Victor is a good choice. I see that you even came back in his carriage."

"I'll send a message back home later and say that you are in a passionate relationship with Victor. Now it should be fine!"

Listening to her sister's absurd suggestion, Gwen blushed. Just as she was about to refute a few words, she realized that Kevlar was helping her. And since she couldn't think of a good reason either, she could only pout and keep silent.

Sister doesn't know anything.

Her relationship with Victor is not good at all.

"Oh! Right!"

Kevlar came up to Gwen again and said with a smile:

"In fact, there is another thing I need to solve when I return to the royal capital this time. I didn't intend to tell you originally."

"But seeing that you have a good relationship with Victor, so I want to ask you to ask Victor for a favor."

"Favor?"

Gwen was stunned. What kind of favor would require Victor?

"Well, yes. After all, he is a mage. And according to what you said, he is an extremely powerful mage."

"So please help me convey a message."

Suddenly, Kevlar became serious. The previous lively temperament disappeared completely. It was as if she had become a different person, like a quiet violet.

Deep and mysterious.

"Be on the lookout for the 'dirty thing' that has sneaked into the royal capital."

Gwen was startled by her sister's reaction. After Kevlar said this sentence, she returned to her previous lively appearance and smiled as she put her arm around Gwen's shoulder.

"In short, I just want you to remind him. If he can find that thing, it will be a great help!"

Gwen really wanted to know what the dirty thing her sister was talking about. It was so important that her sister would ask a mage like Victor for help.

But before she could ask more, a hand had already climbed up her waist through the gap in her armor very boldly.

Gwen felt a warmth on her waist and her face immediately flushed red. Kevlar's voice had already sounded in her ear.

"You must have sweated a lot, little Gwen?"

"Do you want to take a warm bath with your sister? And let your sister see if you are developing normally~"

Gwen blushed and firmly refused.

"Sister! I have already reached the age when my development stops!"

"Be obedient! Let me have a look!"

....

'Do you want power?'

The crooked black words reappeared on the book, full of temptation like a demon.

But Henie was just a little distressed.

This was already the fourth time it had appeared today.

Since morning, these black and strange words had been inexplicably surrounding her.

On the desk, on the wall, and even when she was walking on campus and passing by the flower bed in the garden.

She didn't know who was playing this prank.

Yes, she had always regarded this as a prank.

After all, who would take such an old-fashioned and creepy thing seriously?

Henie endured it the first few times. People who play pranks will always get bored.

But she didn't expect that the other party would be so persistent.

This time she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Because she was sitting at the desk in the library, preparing for today's lessons.

As a result, these fonts appeared on the paper page, covering the content she had just written.

She was very angry but could only sulk.

As an ordinary magic apprentice, she had a lot of theory but couldn't release a single spell.

Without talent, she was destined to helplessly watch this annoying prank haunt her.

So she wrote a few words on that page.

'Sorry, I refuse.'

After doing all this, she tore off the paper that was already filled with content and threw it into a nearby trash can. Then she picked up her book and left the library.

Although she could remember these contents in her mind.

But her cautious nature made her feel that it was far less reassuring than writing them on paper.

Henie was preparing to return to the mage tower—to Victor's office, where she could calmly rewrite it.

Before Victor left, he had given her permission to enter his office.

So Henie could freely enter and exit the mage tower.

On the necessary path to the mage tower, those black fonts rose again on the roadside bricks.

'Do you want power?'

"Sorry, I don't! Don't bother me anymore!"

Henie loudly refused. Holding her book, she trotted all the way and left without looking back.

Soon, in front of the mage tower, Henie was panting from exhaustion.

As someone who had never engaged in much intense exercise, just running a short distance made her feel a little short of oxygen in her brain.

After taking a break for a while, she reached out and touched the mage tower.

[Identity authentication successful—Assistant Henie, welcome back to the mage tower.]

After a voice sounded, the teleportation formation quickly descended.

In the next second, she appeared in Victor's office.

The air in the room was fresh and neat as new. There was a pot of bright flowers on the windowsill. That was given to Professor Victor by her.

Professor Victor had some 洁癖 (obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness). He liked a clean and tidy environment.

Henie always remembered this, so she would clean Victor's office once every day.

She didn't sit on Victor's chair. Instead, she moved a chair to the desk and then sat down.

After putting down the book, she began to write furiously.

Henie knew very well that her talent was poor, so she had been working hard on knowledge.

An hour later, the book was filled with content. This was all the lessons for today.

Those words never appeared again.

"Sure enough, it's a prank."

Henie was proud of her wit. People without authentication couldn't enter the mage tower, let alone enter Victor's office casually.

The fact that those words didn't reappear also confirmed Henie's thought.

"Such a prank wouldn't be believed even by a ten-year-old child."

Henie calculated the time. It was almost time for class.

She picked up the book filled with content. Before leaving, she took a look at Victor's chair.

"..."

Henie put down the book, carefully walked up to the chair, and then—

She reached out and hugged the chair.

As if imagining something in her mind, her face was a little flushed. She greedily breathed in the remaining smell on the chair.

Not long after, she let go of the chair, straightened her clothes, and her eyes were firm.

"Professor! I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

After saying that, she picked up the book again and left the mage tower through teleportation while trotting.

Walking on the road, Henie regained her mood.

No matter how bad her mood was, after returning to the mage tower, she would always become cheerful again.

She held the book and walked happily in the corridor.

As a result, at the corner of the academy, her eyes caught sight of a corner of clothing.

Henie originally wanted to step aside immediately, but it was too late.

With a 'bang', she bumped into the other person.

She sat on the ground in pain, but she didn't let go of the textbook in her hand.

In front of her was a fat man with a mustache. His face was gloomy as he looked down at Henie.

Henie quickly stood up. Without bothering to dust off her clothes, she quickly bowed and apologized.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Professor Devon. I didn't look where I was going..."

"Of course you didn't look where you were going. If you had seen me, would you have bumped into me?"

The person in front of her, known as Professor Devon, seemed to be in a very bad mood. He touched his mustache with his little finger and scolded Henie:

"You are full of cheap and dirty things. I really don't know why you are still staying in the academy."

Henie lowered her head and didn't say a word. In fact, it wasn't that she didn't see the other party.

At the corner, she planned to step aside a few steps to let the other party go first.

But the other party's waist was so big that before she could step aside, she was knocked to the ground by the other party.

Obviously it was the other party's fault. Why should she apologize...

Henie endured the insults and didn't refute.

Such things always happened before. As long as she endured it, it would be fine...

She couldn't cause trouble for Professor Victor.

Suddenly, Devon looked at the textbook in Henie's hand and sneered.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"As a little assistant, are you going to teach in class one again?"