Go home

  Mia shuddered and waved her hands nervously, stuttering: "Emily... I... I... I didn't mean that..."

  "I know you didn't mean it," Emily sighed, "it's just me... I'm still not calm, every time I think of that wicked face, I want to trample him under my feet and torture him mercilessly... That bastard... That bastard..."

  As she spoke, Emily's body shook violently, and then she saw her angrily waving her hand. With her movement, several small fireballs shot out, one of which was heading straight for Mia.

  Mia was startled, and it was too late to dodge. Just then, a faint aura fluctuation suddenly came from the direction of the door, followed by a light sound, and a sword energy shot over, just hitting the small fireball.

  Mia turned pale and looked back, unable to help but say: "Oldas brother, you're here?"

  Auerdas slowly walked in from the door, glanced at Mia, nodded slightly, and then looked at Emily, saying: "How are you still not calm?"

  Emily nodded slightly, her body trembling from time to time.

  A'erdasi opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to comfort her a few words, but after sighing, thousands of words turned into one sentence: "Forget it, Father let you go this time."

  Emily nodded, suppressing the anger in her heart, and slowly walked towards the door. Mia was about to follow her when Orudas stretched out his hand to stop her, saying in a low voice: "No need to comfort her, if she can't even get past this hurdle, then she's not worthy of being the daughter of the Bellinger family."

  Mia looked at Orudas with a thoughtful expression, and she didn't know what kind of feeling was in her heart either.

  As she walked into the study, looking at her father's silver hair, Emily felt an overwhelming sadness, and tears almost fell.

  Duke Bellingjer slowly turned around and looked at his daughter with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was joy or anger.

  This man, who had controlled the finances of the Galvin Empire for decades, was just over fifty years old this year. However, due to long-term overwork, he looked much older than his age. If it weren't for the noble attire on him, people might think he was an ordinary commoner.

  "How...can't you see?" Duke Belinger smiled slightly, his wrinkles gathering together on his face.

  Emily said in a low voice: "Father... I..."

  "Alright," Duke Beringer waved his hand, "you child, you're just too self-righteous, don't understand that there are people outside of people and heavens beyond the sky. Yesterday when you came to tell me that the person who was peeking in the church was actually the most famous White Robe Cleric in the Imperial City, didn't I advise you? If someone dares to do such a thing, can they really be an idiot? But you refused to listen and instead acted smart by trying to threaten them. Now this result, who exactly is pleased?"

  Emily looked up at her father and said angrily: "But that guy is too despicable... it was obviously him... he was the one who... in the end, he..."

  Duke Bellinger slowly shook his head and said, "Who was right or wrong is no longer important now. If you compare reputation, you, a little girl, can't compare to him. If you compare popularity, you, a reckless young lady, can't compare to him either. However, he's a waste of space while you're a second-level magician. Anyone with a bit of brains would believe him over you. So at this point, no matter how you defend yourself, it won't do any good. The only way is to downplay the situation, and...” At this point, Duke Bellinger furrowed his brow, “The Red Robe Archbishop Anthony has already sent word for us to resolve this matter ourselves. After all, this isn't something that can be publicly announced for our empire or the church. I heard that Du Fan has been ordered to stay home and reflect on his actions. I think you... shouldn't leave your house for three years either.”

  "Father," Emily suddenly knelt down, "I want to ask you for something!"

  "You go ahead and say it."

  Without a moment's hesitation, Emily said slowly and clearly: "I want to go to Roland Academy!"

  The Duke of Belinger was taken aback for a moment, then looked deeply at Emily and sighed: "Go... go..."

  Emily bit her lip and said nothing, but in her heart a voice seemed to be shouting: I will definitely kill you! I will definitely kill you!

  "Achoo!"

  Walking in the courtyard of Duke Green's mansion, Dufan was rubbing his nose to death, with a look that was extremely unpleasant.

  Chen Chen sat on his shoulders and said in his mind, "What? Have you done too many shameful things? So you're being resented by others?"

  "What are you talking about?" Du Fan grabbed Chenchen's cat ears and pinched them, "You should know, I heard that my next appearance at the church will be a while from now, and who knows how many ladies will cry their hearts out. If it weren't for the fact that I'm too busy, I would definitely go visit each of them one by one."

  "Morning morning disdainfully said 'en' sound, put out a lazy gesture and said: "So where are you going now?"

  Du Fan waved the small box in his hand and chuckled, "This is the Mirak medicine that Princess Nina just sent over. According to you, with this thing, my cultivation of Dou Qi and magic can be sped up a lot, right?"

  "Morning said: "This thing can change your qualifications, allowing you to have a physique suitable for cultivating Dou Qi and magic. Compared to the current you, if you use this thing, then the speed of cultivation will naturally be several times faster... However, if you learn alchemy quickly, the speed can be even faster."

  "What does it mean?"

  "How silly," said Chenchen, "this Miraculous Medicine is also an alchemy product. If it can change your physique, then other medicines can't help you improve your cultivation speed? Forget it, I won't bother explaining to you anymore. Later, you just go buy some things according to my requirements and I'll personally help you refine them."

  "No need to rush," Du Fan chuckled, "I haven't been home for a long time, and I have to make the rounds anyway. How can I respond to the enthusiasm of our group of maids otherwise?"

  As he spoke, Du Fan casually pointed to the surroundings, and saw that the female servants around him all showed extremely strange expressions, as if they wanted to come up and greet him, but didn't dare.

  Seeing their attitude, Du Fan couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that after so many years, they would still be so afraid of me..."

  "What did you say?"

  Du Fan's face was filled with indignation as he looked up at the sky: "When I was ten years old, after learning that I couldn't become a magician or a warrior, I vowed to become the most famous artist on the entire continent. So, I invited all the maids in the mansion to be my models, so I could paint a hundred beauties picture. But for some reason, they not only didn't understand my pursuit of artistic beauty, but also betrayed me and ran to Mother to tattle... My artistic career was thus smothered to death."

  Chen Chen almost fell off Du Fan's shoulders, this damn scoundrel, it turns out he was like this since childhood, no wonder, no wonder.

  Du Fan's constant sighs, after a long time of sorrow for his own artistic life, finally came to the door of a small courtyard.

  This place was deep within the Duke of Green's estate, and it was extremely quiet all around. Dufan rarely restrained himself in this place, and after stuffing Chenchen into his clothes, he knocked on the door with a serious face.

  After a moment, a faint voice came from inside: "Is that Xiaofan? Come in."

  Du Fan nodded and pushed open the door, walking in with a serious expression: "Mother..."

  The duchess's eyes swept over her son a few times before she suppressed a smile and said, "Alright, stop pretending in front of me. I'm not an outsider, after all. I've watched you grow up since childhood, so how could I not know what kind of person you are?"

  Du Fan looked up at his mother, a woman in her thirties with a delicate face and an extremely calm expression. However, upon closer inspection, a hint of cunning could be seen in the corners of her eyes.

  "Mother, you're still so beautiful," Du Fan sighed, "And can't you not be so...uncooperative? I'm now a renowned White Robed Scholar in the Imperial Capital, and yet you casually stripped away my veil. It makes me feel uneasy."

  The duchess smiled faintly and looked Du Fan up and down before saying after a long while: "Speak, what's going on exactly?"

  "What's going on?" Du Fan's face was filled with confusion.

  "What else could it be? Of course, it's about that Miss Bellinger from the Bellinger family. Others might still believe you were almost taken advantage of by her, but I absolutely don't believe it." The duchess said resolutely, "Have you set your sights on her and are afraid she won't want you, so you used this kind of tactic?"

  Du Fan awkwardly smiled and said: "Mother, can we not talk about this today?"

  "What was that?"

  Du Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of unusual color, he raised the box in his hand and said: "Now that I've gotten my hands on the Mirak medicine, I can naturally cultivate magic and Dou Qi. So from now on, the Third Young Master of the Green family will no longer be a useless person."