As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Thinking about it carefully, those ambiguous memories of the past were already a sign of budding emotions. However, I only regarded him as a teacher and didn't think much about it.

Jon Snow's smile turned bitter: "Sorry, it's disgusting."

"As a mentor, you have such dirty and unreasonable thoughts about your apprentice. But don't worry. I won't force you to do anything."

Whether they were fake lovers or direct master and disciple, at this point, everything should be over.

Roy is a gentle child. He must have affection for his mentor, but he must also be disgusted by his own dirty thoughts. He must be in a dilemma and in great pain.

In that case, make your own decision.

This was the price she had to pay. She didn't even dare ask for forgiveness. It was also the apology she had already planned.

The silver-haired girl closed her eyes, suppressed the pain and made a final decision: "This is the end of it between us."

"Goodbye."

After saying this, Jon Snow ran away.

The slender figure seemed as if it would shatter and disappear in the next second, like a snowflake melting into the night.

However, this wisp of snowflakes did not dissipate after all.

The young man's words shattered the girl's determination to give up everything.

"Teacher Snow, don't you want to know my answer?"

"Huh?" Jon Snow couldn't help but turn his head.

Roy looked up at the splendor above his head.

"There's no record of a goddess in the ruins we visited before. So, I also think the legend of the aurora is false."

"But I hope the legend is true."

What greeted Jon Snow was not contempt and disgust, nor the gentleness and respect she had long been familiar with.

Instead, it is the gentleness that is dyed by the aurora, so bright that it seems to illuminate the whole world.

"Although my memory hasn't fully recovered, it's enough for me to realize my feelings."

"At first, I just regarded you as a teacher. When you saved me, I began to trust you more. While I was unknowingly relying on you, I discovered that you also had a clumsy side that made me worry."

"When I heard you say we were lovers, even though I had lost my memory, the joy I felt was definitely not fake."

With every word, Roy took a step closer to Jon Snow.

Not until they were face to face, and until there was nothing in his eyes except the silver-haired figure, did Roy smile leisurely.

"I hope the legend is true."

If you are touched by the skirt of the Goddess of Holy Light, you will receive the blessing of the gods and be together forever.

Jon Snow's breathing became rapid, his pupils trembled uncontrollably, his heart was beating fast, but he couldn't believe it.

"But, but, I am your mentor, don't you think I am disgusting..."

"Then, Mr. Snow, do you think I'm disgusting? You're just my apprentice, yet you have such inappropriate thoughts about me."

Roy boldly raised his hand and brushed the girl's beautiful snow-white hair.

If any student dared to disrespect her, Jon Snow would not hesitate to destroy the student.

Unless he's Roy.

As an apprentice and a junior, feelings should be a taboo not allowed by the imperial customs.

Unless he's Roy.

The boy's fingertips brushed through the silver hair and fell on the cheek. Jon Snow's face turned slightly hot, but he did not resist at all.

This is an unreasonable thought that should not exist between master and disciple.

But she really wanted it too much.

"If the legend is true, then mere worldly constraints cannot compare to the blessings of the gods." Roy smiled slightly, his eyes filled with aurora.

"So, what's Mr. Snow's answer?"

"...I think you're right."

The brilliant light blooms in the night sky, and the laughter of lovers fills the night sky.

Under the goddess' skirt, all the lovers were either walking hand in hand, or looking at each other lovingly, cuddling and kissing, indulging in this beautiful moment.

And in the night sky, bathed in the goddess's most blessings, the figures of black and silver overlapped, and with a young kiss, they formed the most sincere bond with each other.

This time, it is not lies or falsehood.

Chapter 140: They really care!

The first kiss lasted only a moment, but the two of them stared at each other and smiled sweetly at the same time.

Is this what it feels like to be in love? So happy. Roy thought to himself, wrapping his arms around his mentor's waist. He felt that the taboos between master and apprentice were nothing, and instead, it was somewhat exciting.

Jon Snow's eyes were hazy, overflowing with tenderness like melted snow, yet with a hint of confusion: "Is it really possible?"

"We both agree, so why not?" Roy said with amusement.

Feeling the girl's soft fragrance in his arms, Roy was about to get close to her and savor the aroma of the blue rose.

But the next second, a whisper filled with hidden worry exploded like thunder, freezing his movements.

"Will they not mind?"

they?

what's the situation?

Could it be that he has more than one lover? !

Like waking up from a nightmare, fragments of past memories came flooding back, verifying Roy's guess.

A girl has experienced her innocent and beautiful first kiss more than once or twice.

It seems like he really has more than one or two lovers!

And they will definitely mind.

I really mind!

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When we returned from Aurora Island, it was already nightfall the next day.

Every pair of men and women who walked off the sailboat snuggled up to each other, full of affection and full of beautiful fantasies about the future.

Roy and Jon Snow were arm in arm, and at first glance they looked no different from these people, but their expressions were filled with an indescribable complexity.

Having a lover who is stunningly beautiful and of high status should be a happy thing.

It is also a happy thing to think that I have many beautiful and humble lovers by my side.

But when two happy things happened together, Roy could no longer be happy.

Even though his memory only recovered to the time when he met Jon Snow, and he could not remember the specific details of those lovers, the fear engraved in his bones reminded Roy that he had experienced similar hell more than once.

After a long winter break, my boyfriend has a new, beautiful girl by his side. Any girl would be furious, right?!

Although I was able to date these girls at the same time before, I must have mastered the trick of getting their consent.

The problem is that my memory has not fully recovered yet, and I can’t remember how I managed to deal with these girls in the first place!

Thinking of this, Roy got a headache.

Seeing the boy's distressed look, Jon Snow felt a little guilty: "If they don't agree..."

Holding the girl's hand tightly, Roy said firmly: "I will not let you go."

"We'll talk about their affairs when the time comes."

After finally overcoming the gap between master and apprentice with Jon Snow and coming this far, how can I just give up and let her be lonely?

Besides, let’s deal with tomorrow’s matters tomorrow. There’s no point in worrying about it now!

Roy thought optimistically.

It wasn't until he returned to the Lord's Mansion in Jingfeng City that he was hit hard by the guards' report.

"The princess of the Lionheart Kingdom and the chief magician of the Purple and Black Magic schools have come to see you!"

Damn it, they are already here!

These two familiar names made Roy's eyes go dark and he felt unwell.

Seeing Roy's conflicted expression, Jon Snow could only comfort him, "It's okay. Go back first. I'll go and delay him for a while until you can think of an excuse."

"This... is troublesome to you!"

Roy quickly sneaked back to the room with the maid.

After watching the boy leave, Jon Snow's eyes turned cold.

Originally, she didn't want to conflict with Charlotte and the others.

As a teacher, I have no qualifications to compete with them at all.

However, now that things have come to this with Roy, how could he possibly give him up?

Sorry, whether you mind or not.

As long as Roy is willing to be with me, no one can stop us.

Even you guys are the same.

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The meeting room of the lord's mansion.

The red-haired princess, the brown-haired witch, and the silver-haired female lord sat across from each other at a long table.

[Ruby of the Lionheart Kingdom], [Snake-Eyed Witch], [Ice Rose of the Winter Empire].

The three girls' stunning looks are worthy of their far-reaching reputation.

However, at this moment, what stands out more is the aura of strength and power beneath her beautiful appearance, which is enough to make anyone tremble with fear.

There were no waiters present, not even a cup of tea. There was no friendly interaction between teacher and student, nor the usual courtesies and etiquette between nobles. The atmosphere was oppressive, with the solemnity only reserved for a battle between two armies.

The air was filled with gunpowder and looked like it was about to explode.

The first person to ignite the gunpowder was the red-haired princess.

"You deliberately chose the conference room instead of the living room. It seems you've already figured it out."

"That's right. Because I guessed that you were all well and good, so there's no need to waste time with those boring formalities."

The brown-haired witch sneered coldly, deliberately raising her tone: "So we should thank you?"

"Whether you're grateful or not is up to you." Jon Snow's face remained expressionless, but he emphasized, "Roy is under my protection anyway, so there's no need for you to worry."

How dare you say that?!

Having tasted the bitterness of having her home robbed for the first time, Lyanna had little patience.

Lyanna's eyes turned cold, and she was about to sneer and spit on Jon Snow's shamelessness, but Charlotte held her hand and shook her head slightly.

Maintaining her princess demeanor, Charlotte took over the conversation: "Thank you for your care."

"But I remember that amnesia is best managed by someone close to you, so you can recover faster. Speaking of closeness, we should be more suitable than Miss Snow, right?"

Jon Snow's eyes darkened slightly, and his tone was firm: "Not necessarily. Whether you are close or not cannot be equated with the length of time you spend together."

"Haha, is there a possibility that we're talking about the intimacy between opposite sexes?" Lyanna laughed in anger, deliberately holding her throat and prodding with a sharp tone: "Living with you all the time is inappropriate no matter how you think about it, right?"

One has a red face and the other has a black face, but because of their identities, Jon Snow can't be rude to them, forcibly expel them or give them the cold shoulder.

Should I say she's Roy's girl after all? She's really tough.

Jon Snow frowned slightly, unable to think of any good excuse to refuse.

Seeing her fall silent, the two girls looked at each other and immediately started chasing her.

Charlotte spoke coherently, displaying the dignity of a member of the royal family. She said clearly, "Snow Andrews, even though you are Roy's mentor, nobles of the opposite sex should maintain an appropriate distance. Of course, you deserve gratitude for caring for the wounded and repaying Roy's kindness, but now that we are here, Roy will not need you to worry about him."

Lyanna, on the other hand, wore a smile, but her expression was gloomy, and her words were much harsher. "Or is it that even the Imperial Prince disdains a cold beauty, yet you have some inappropriate and despicable desire for our Roy that goes beyond the bond between master and disciple?"