Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

At dinner, Carlos, unsurprisingly, asked his three unruly sons about their learning progress that day.

Normally, as long as parents ask, teachers will definitely tell them about their child's learning progress.

But Connor wasn't buying it.

He told Carlos that if he told the whole story, wouldn't it reduce the difficulty for parents to understand their children by one dimension?

A challenge is what makes people more immersed and more rewarding.

Sometimes even Carlos couldn't help but admire Connor's teaching talent.

So he did just that.

Connor didn't tell him the specifics, but he gave a general overview of today's lesson so that Carlos could ask questions.

"Hmm, which smart kid can tell me the history of the Lionheart Empire?"

Argyle, who was studying diligently, quickly gave the correct answer in one go, as if he didn't need to think.

It's clear that even after class, Argyle would review the material on her own to reinforce her memory.

“Very good, Argyle did well today. Now, let Edward and Domi answer the remaining questions.”

When Carlos said those words, the two of them immediately looked as if they had lost their parents, their faces turning ashen.

The feeling is no less intense than when a teacher randomly picks someone in class, and you keep praying that you won't be chosen, only to be chosen anyway – that feeling of impending doom.

Not only did they slack off in class watching the maids, but after class they either went out to have fun or went on special training. Can anyone tell them who the third emperor was?

At that moment, Argyle received two exceptionally strong distress signals.

However, he could only turn his head away, indicating that he couldn't help.

Carlos's eyes gradually turned dangerous:

"So, you two don't pay attention in class, right? And the notebooks you handed in were copied from Argyle, weren't they?"

"without……"

The two unfortunate brothers shook their heads in unison; those with higher synchronization levels could pilot mechs in Pacific Rim.

That's right, after class, Carlos would have them hand in their notebooks, which was equivalent to checking their homework.

"Edward, Domi, be honest children!"

Grace smiled and offered her advice, the meaning of which was not hard to understand: confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished severely.

But that smiling face is a little creepy...

Finally, unable to withstand the pressure, the two confessed the reason why they were slacking off.

"Okay, if this is how it is on the first day of school, what will it be like later?"

Carlos looked utterly disappointed and disappointed.

"You two, copy all the notes you made today ten times. You're not allowed to sleep until you finish!"

Chapter 30, Section 29: Forget-Me-Not

"The Lionheart Empire's predecessor - internal strife - restoration of order - the ascension of a new emperor..."

"The third emperor: Armstrong N. Augustus...Augustus...Stus...Stus...ZZZ"

Eyelids closed, head swaying precariously, only the work in their hands never stopped.

That is his inexhaustible will of fire!

But during the ceremony of the seventh generation's coronation, he suddenly felt the earth shake violently, as if even the sky was about to collapse...

Is this the end of the world?!

At that moment, faint shouts came from his ears, pulling him back to reality:

"Domi Domi! Wake up! Wake up!"

Inside the castle library, the dimly lit space was illuminated by only two faint lights, like two lighthouses on the sea.

At one of the desks with the lamp lit, Kelsey sat next to Domi, keeping him company as he copied texts as punishment.

Seeing that Domi was about to study hard again, Kelsey quickly shook him awake, saying that he still had three more times to go and he wasn't allowed to sleep until he finished copying them.

"what?"

He sleepily raised his head, a few drops of ambergris glistening at the corners of his mouth, like a waterfall cascading down three thousand feet.

Kelsey, her face full of affection, took out a handkerchief and wiped the drool from Domi's mouth, encouraging him, "Don't give up, Domi! Just three more times to copy it! Perseverance is victory!"

It has to be said that Kelsey's encouraging demeanor is truly inspiring.

The pink tuft of hair is the perfect finishing touch.

Domi instantly stopped feeling sleepy!

It felt like I'd downed a dozen Red Bulls and received tons of buffs.

He is now like a god of war!

He buried his head in his writing and began to write furiously, his hand speed far exceeding that of Edward next door.

Edward also wanted to speed up his typing, but he didn't have a cute pink-haired maid to cheer him on!

Domi's personal maid had already gone to sleep; not everyone spoils her like Kal'tsit does.

made……

The thought of this made him angry, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became!

Without realizing it, my hand speed improved, and at one point I was even on par with Domi.

This inevitably drew sidelong glances from Domi and Kelsey.

Edward looked completely insane! His hands moved so fast they were blurry, and his once meticulously styled blond hair gradually became disheveled from the violent shaking, until he looked like a beggar on the street.

What exactly prompted him to be so involutionary?

Is it love?

No, it's jealousy, extreme jealousy.

He hates it, so let's turn that hatred into motivation to become stronger!

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

His body seemed to be bursting with explosive energy and unparalleled radiance, his aura was incredibly powerful.

If Domi is likened to a war god, then Edward at this moment is undoubtedly a hardcore gamer!

Actually, it would be good if Edward curled up a bit and went to bed early. Domi didn't want her stupid little brother and villainous perpetual motion machine to collapse halfway through.

However, the fact that he dared to make Kelsey stare at him so intently meant that he was in the wrong.

In fact, Kelsey was just marveling at how a salted fish could have such great potential; she didn't mean anything else. It was all just Domi's own imagination.

However, this does not stop Domi from seeing Edward as a thorn in her side.

"Alright, since you've issued the challenge, I'll accept it!"

While Kelsey wasn't looking, Domi quietly took out three bottles of [Energy Potion] and one bottle of [Night Vision Potion] from the system space and tucked them between her four fingers.

The medicine comes in a small bottle, like a test tube, but only the size of the blue bottle of calcium. Even if you secretly drink it, you won't be discovered. Plus, you've accumulated quite a lot, so you don't feel bad using it at all.

With a "pop," it bit off all four rubber stoppers.

The emerald green and ink-colored potion looked like the devil's whisper, and it truly did taste terrible, but Domi didn't care at all! He tilted his head back and chugged it down in one gulp!

After finishing the drink, a strange smile appeared on his lips.

With a gulp, the medicine took effect instantly.

The previously dim vision instantly became incredibly bright, and the drowsiness vanished completely.

very good!

He's reached his peak both mentally and physically now. What can Edward do against him with his last burst of energy?

Seemingly sensing the unusual movement around her, Kelsey curiously turned her gaze back, and then witnessed a scene that would shock her for the entire day—

Domi held a quill pen in each hand, as if each hand was controlled by a separate head, and began frantically swiping the notebook! Not only was his hand speed faster than Edward's, but his efficiency was also more than twice as high!

The sheer scale of the event completely overshadowed Edward's brilliance.

He opened his mouth wide as if he had seen something strange, so wide that a duck egg could fit inside...

"Hey bro, are you in such a hurry to go to sleep? You don't have to push yourself so hard."

Domi didn't answer, but instead, sporting panda-like dark circles under his eyes, he slightly turned his head and gave Edward a provocative look, the meaning of which was self-evident: You're not convinced? Come and fight, you trash, give me a thumbs up, hetui.

Seeing that hand speed and those godlike skills, Edward admitted defeat.

Okay, he was intentionally trying to get Kelsey's attention.

But you can't blame him. Is it wrong to get a pretty girl's attention?!

Domi quickly finished his punishment, while Edward still had two more to go.

He packed his things and prepared to leave the library. On his way, he had to pass by Edward's desk, one of only two desks with the light on.

Just as the two were passing each other, Domi stopped and leaned down to whisper something in Edward's ear.

Kelsey still doesn't know what Domi said back then. All she knows is that after Domi left, Edward trembled all over and lay on his desk like a lost dog, completely becoming a hopeless loser.

clap clap clap...

Small feet wrapped in white socks and slippers came running from behind, making the unique sound of slippers gliding on the ground.

Unlike usual, Kal'tsit, who always followed behind him, surprisingly came to his side this time.

Domi glanced sideways.

Kelsey came over in her nightgown in the middle of the night to keep him company while he copied the text as punishment.

The deep darkness of night veiled her like a veil, making her appear like the bride of the moon, adding a touch of purity and mystery. In short, Kelsey was exceptionally alluring tonight.

She deliberately lowered her voice and asked softly: