Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

Chapter 32

"Miss Luvia, you are the next head of Edfelt, and Lord Moran is the legitimate son of the branch family. Do you think so?....."

"Kuraoun, when will it be your turn to call my orders? Besides, with my brother having such superb wrestling and fighting skills, I don’t care about the difference in status! I want to learn from him!"

Luvia was like a hyena guarding its food.

She hugged Moran's arm tightly and didn't intend to let go.

"But you are....."

"snort! Before I became the next head of the Edelfelt family, I was still a graceful lady. For ladies, freestyle wrestling fighting is a compulsory course that cannot be avoided!"

What Luvia said made Kuraoun's eyes darken.

What a superb sophistry.

When did a lady need to learn freestyle wrestling?

Obviously, the servant can't defeat the eldest lady.

"Lord Moran, Miss Luvia may visit you frequently in the near future. Sometimes she may make some random requests. I hope you can bear with me."

"Ha ha.....I will....."

A request from the servant Kurraun.

Moran smiled sarcastically

"Also, Lord Moran, your performance in this duel will definitely be reported back to this family. Edelfelt follows the rule that if he finds a treasure, he will never let it go. I apologize for my previous slight, you are the precious gold that I cannot see through."

Kraun bowed respectfully.

Like those who initially believed that Moran would lose, he also believed that Moran could not create miracles.

Moran had no feelings for Kuroun's attitude.

Because, he knew That's how people are.

Respect must be earned by one's own abilities.

Before you want to gain respect, you must first see if you have the ability to be respected by others.

Moran obviously already has it.

Then, gaining respect is inevitable.

Luvia’s appearance made people around her gradually realize that there was the Edelfeldt family standing behind Moran.

No one dared to despise Moran anymore.

Subsequently, Luvia completed the procedures for the clock tower. , could only reluctantly leave Moran.

When she left, she also shouted that she would come to visit again later.

Moran didn't know what expression to put on.

Then he thought about it, having such a lovely sister following him didn't seem to be a problem. A bad thing.

Presumably, the days after will probably not be peaceful........

"I, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, hereby admit my previous mistake of being too certain about innate factors."

Kenneth in the video said with a tight face, as if he had swallowed some poison.

Moran held the camera and played it back and forth.

This process was played with relish.

I left class with him. And Camus, she was squirming along the way as if she wanted to say something.

"Student Moran, do you want to take the video back and copy it? Doing so does not violate the previous promise made to Teacher Kenneth....."

"Camus, you don’t understand this. I just said to delete the video in this camera. Kenneth didn't say he couldn't let me copy it. Such interesting things must be collected carefully."

Molan had a wicked smile on his face, like a profiteer.

Camus couldn't help but feel sorry for Kenneth for a second.

However, asking about the video was not her main goal. She wanted to use this matter to build a topic.

"that! Classmate Moran! I don’t know if you have time! I know a great coffee shop nearby! Camus blushed as if she was dropping a bomb.

She couldn't suppress the restlessness in her heart.

When she finished speaking, she saw Moran reaching out to block her.

"Classmate Moran....."

Camus looked confused.

Soon, she understood why Moran did what he did.

Step, step - the dull sound of leather shoes coming into contact with the ground, the dark shadow imprinted on the ground with the light of the street lamp at the corner.

It's like, blocking their way

"Hey, Amres, do you still want to compete with me? The result this time won't be so good."

Molan put down his hand in front of Camus.

He was staring at the corner of the street.

The owner of the dark shadow was Amres. Moran had noticed it as early as when he approached.

No, this guy didn't do anything at all. cover up breath

"Camus, you guy, you are so close to Moran when you see him gaining power! ? It’s like a dog looking for the smell of meat! You bitch! All of you are a piece of cake!"

The wounds on Amreth's face have not healed.

Under the cover of the night, his roar was like the howl of a ghost.

It conveyed the anger and hatred.

His posture was so ugly that people couldn't help but turn their heads.

"amres....."

Camus was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

She couldn't imagine that the model student in her class could be twisted into such an ugly existence by hatred.

In the past, she was also at the bottom of the class.

Only by following the group of top students can we avoid being excluded by others and avoid becoming an outlier.

Because of this, she envied Moran.

He who yearns to be considered a weakling can overturn and reverse reality.

Maybe that's what Amres said.

She is indeed a woman who can only cling to the strong.

Camus was convinced that the throbbing in his heart was not snobbery, but a yearning to express his true self.

At this moment, she expresses this love for the first time

"The weak also have the right to shout out their voices. Of course, they all have different ways of survival. What's wrong with being true to yourself? Amleth, or are you jealous of Camus?"

Molan said jokingly.

While responding to Camus' inner emotions, he also hit the painful spot in Amreth's heart.

"Shut up! Shut up! If it weren't for you! I do not know either! Expelled from El-Melloi Classroom! You won't be kicked out of the clock tower! You ruined my future!"

Amleth was pulling his hair like crazy.

He still remembered those cold eyes.

After Kenneth expelled him from the El-Melloi classroom, no subject was willing to accept him.

The reason is that even the genius monarch They all asserted that there is no future.

Then it is even less possible for them to teach mediocrity.

Magicians from all disciplines said so, labeling him as having no future.

This is the fall from heaven to hell.

And this is just Moran's previous situation.

A simple change of status drove Amreth into madness, and he only wanted to find someone to hate and complain about.

Otherwise, he could not face this reality.

Moran saw through Amreth's pathetic Essence.

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