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

"I didn't expect that in this era there is still someone who is proficient in this niche language. Can I go visit her?" Charles asked.

Mernadette's expression grew depressed.

"The nun has returned to the embrace of Mother Earth." Mernadette crossed her hands, lowered her head slightly, and prayed silently for something.

"Are you a believer in the Mother Goddess?" Charles also made a standard posture and prayed.

"I have always believed that among all the gods, Mother Earth is the most generous, benevolent, great and selfless."

"Everyone who believes in the Mother Goddess is my friend, and every pastor who serves the Mother Goddess is my messenger..."

The familiar words that Charles muttered made Melnadette's eyes warm.

When she was little, the nun's favorite thing was to tell her about the Mother Earth and spread her faith.

She originally wanted to believe in the Mother Earth Goddess like the nuns, but for some reason, every time she prayed to the statue, she felt a little awkward and strange.

In the end, she still failed to become a believer of the Mother Goddess of Earth, but because of her relationship with the nun, she had a great liking for the believers of the Mother Goddess.

"Is Lecturer Rocks also a believer in the Mother Goddess?"

"Of course, my faith in the Mother Goddess is indestructible." Charles said solemnly.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this in front of Mernadette, Charles would definitely show his loyalty if given the opportunity.

"The nun said that those who believe in the Mother Goddess are good people."

"Um, can I return this book to the lecturer..."

Mernadette asked cautiously, "It's just a textbook... There's no need for such a precious original. I can just copy it..."

"Of course." Charles nodded in agreement.

Mernadette felt her mood suddenly brighten up.

"Give me the copied textbook as a gift, and this one is your return gift." Charles said in a light tone.

Mernadette's body froze, and Charles felt that she might burst into tears at any moment.

Looking at her, he smiled while trying to store this image deep in his mind. "It was just a joke."

"Well, it's getting late, and I have a dinner date with Lecturer Theresa. Do you want to come?"

Mernadette quickly shook her head like a rattle.

"I, I brought some food."

Ciel nodded and slowly stood up.

It's difficult...

He saw that what Mernadette called food was just some hard black bread.

Mernadette eats this in the evening, but as the high priest, he has to go out with Theresa to eat delicious food in the evening in a very bourgeois style.

He did want to take Melnadette with him, but she was so scared by a book. If he took her to dinner again, she might really think he had some strange ideas in his mind.

For a moment he had the idea of ​​a direct showdown.

But after thinking about it carefully, he gave up the idea because he didn't fully understand why Mernadè was here and why he was here.

Did He come here voluntarily or involuntarily? Did He have any plan in this matter?

Does He know what I am doing here?

Will some of my actions cause problems in His plan?

After thinking about it carefully, Charles would only do his duty before Mernadette actually summoned him.

Let's just keep this relationship between them for now.

"How about switching to black bread for dinner from today on?"

“If the chef is good, brown bread can actually be made delicious.”

Ciel pondered this as he slowly walked out of the classroom.

At the same time, he thought of a very serious matter...

Could it be that the goddess already knows about my situation in the City of Eternal Night?

What should I do?

Temporary self-cultivation?

wrong...

Charles quickly rejected his own idea.

Doing so would only make Him feel like he was trying to cover up his mistake. "Mother Goddess, you know I have no interest in that kind of thing."

"I just can't bear the thought that they don't achieve what they expected after all their hard work."

"You know, I'm a kind-hearted person. When I see someone in need, I'll do my best to help them."

"You often teach us to treat all races equally, but other people in this era cannot understand your greatness."

"Drebel of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun has made his own efforts to help those discriminated against by other races gain recognition. Because there are too many unknowns, I can't be as bold as him."

"But I am also helping them in my own way."

Am I a whore? I'm doing this out of support and help for the tragic situation of the young lady of the opposite race!

I am doing my part for world peace!

Thinking about it this way, Charles felt that the time he was "on duty" in the inner world could be reduced a little.

ps: Thank you Huhe and Ji Zige for your support, and thank you all for your votes.

ps2: After losing contact with prostitutes, Charles is begging for votes~(￣0￣)/

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Chapter 59 I'm still a child...

"Is Mernadette special?"

In the carriage, Theresa looked at Charles curiously.

"It's very special to me." Charles nodded slightly, but his mind was no longer here.

The appearance of Mernadè made him more confused, but at the same time, her appearance also gave Charles some support and courage.

Overall, it is a very happy thing to be able to meet her incarnation here.

"Love at first sight?" Theresa leaned over.

Charles shook his head without further explanation.

However, Theresa could see that Charles had very complicated feelings for Mernadette.

This kind of complexity does not have the feeling of love between men and women.

After seeing her, his behavior was more like he had encountered something happy or surprising.

At the same time, his attitude towards Mernadè was strange.

Well...

I'll go back tonight and find someone to investigate this little guy.

No matter what Charles' feelings for Melnadette are, as long as he figures it out, he can always be a helper.

After getting to know Charles a little, Theresa also had some understanding of her own identity.

What she needed was not love, but to be his wife and help him continue his bloodline.

As for whether he is having affairs outside or is unfaithful, none of this matters.

If she could successfully complete her mission, it wouldn't matter to her whether Charles went to the City of Eternal Night or brought many people home.

"Didn't we say we were here to eat Soviet-style Wicks stewed chicken? Why are there these things too?" Looking at the fresh shellfish placed in front of him, Charles couldn't help but frown.

He is a person who likes to enjoy life and will not compromise on food and drink if possible.

Having been a Transcendent for so many years, he had tasted countless delicacies. However, although he loved food, his tastes and preferences were relatively normal.

Things like insects and fresh food, no matter how delicious they are, he will feel a little uncomfortable every time he eats them.

I didn't expect that Theresa would like this kind of food.

"I thought you would like it." Teresa took the scallops that the servant had cracked open with a knife with her handkerchief, leaned her head forward slightly, and sucked the juice and meat of the scallops with a quick move of her mouth. Then she slowly put the shells aside and waited for the messenger to take them away.

"I don't really like this kind of food." Charles said as he placed his portion in front of Theresa.

"Hmm, stereotype. I thought people born by the sea would like this kind of food more." Theresa said with a smile as she ate Charles's portion as elegantly as before.

"Maybe I had this thought when I was little." Charles replied calmly.

His replacement, Charles, was born by the sea. Fresh scallops are a specialty of coastal areas, and the word "fresh" means eating them.

Generally speaking, if you want to eat this kind of food well, you must go to the right ship restaurant in the right season to eat it.

But now, although Moroston is more than a thousand miles away from the coastal areas, you can eat scallops here that are even fresher than those in ordinary ship restaurants.

I have to say that money, power and strength are all good things.

He roughly sensed Theresa's inner thoughts, and wanted to use this subtle method to change some of his inner thoughts, to demonstrate the power of the Severus family in a subtle way, and to tell him what kind of support and benefits he would get if he chose her.

But her idea was probably going to fail.

If Mernadette was not around, Charles, who mainly focused on "playing around in the world", might have planned to make his new identity complete. He would then find a suitable wife to live with for a hundred years, and then start a new identity.

But now, if Mernadette is here, if he really gets married, it will be a wedding witnessed by Him.

By then, you will really have to spend your whole life with each other.

Is it that the City of Eternal Night is no longer fun, or is it that Miss Nightmare has stopped pestering people?

marry?

Charles said he was still a child...

It wouldn't be too much to play for another one or two thousand... ten thousand years.

Apart from the scallops, the delicacies on the table this time were more to Charles' liking. He soon forgot that his goddess was munching on black bread and ate heartily.

This meal was said to be paid for by Charles, but in reality, it was Theresa who paid the most.

If Charles came alone, 1 gold pound and 5 nars could only buy a small piece of dessert on the table.

But with Theresa, the waiter insisted on telling Charles that the things were worth that much.

No matter how many times he comes in the future, the price will not change.

"Do you need me to take you there?" Walking out of the restaurant, Theresa looked at Charles with a smile.

"No, that's probably not the right place for you to go to at night."

"What's inappropriate about that? It's just a send-off." Sitting in the carriage, Theresa gestured for Charles to get in.

It would be a bit inappropriate to call a public carriage at this time, so Charles didn't feel awkward and got on the car directly.

At the same time, he began to think that it was time to "buy" a carriage of his own. Unfortunately, the progress of the manor was still a little slow, and parking the carriage and arranging the coachman was a problem.

"Rocks, I heard that you built a new manor." Teresa asked gently in the carriage.

"I saved up some money following Professor Endsworth." Charles nodded.

"Do you need my help?" she asked.

"House construction is always a hassle. It takes a long time to build a good manor. But it's not a good idea for you to always wander between the academy and the City of Eternal Night, Rocks."

"I do know a few people who can help with this matter."

Building a manor has never been an easy task. According to Charles's plan, it would probably take until after the new year to complete the construction, and it would probably take even longer to move in.

However, there is a way to speed up this process, and that is the intervention of supernatural powers.

If Charles was willing to do it himself, a manor that suits his taste would be built in less than a night.

Obviously, as a good actor, he would not expose himself because of this little time.

Endsworth probably knows some relevant extraordinary people.

But Charles was not in a position to ask him about such things - after all, Endsworth had been very caring towards him since he entered the academy, and if he made any more requests, it would seem like he was being too demanding.