Delin Residence.

A hazy white mist rose from the bathroom as Gwen soaked in the bathtub, her entire body submerged in the warm water.

He hugged his knees with both hands, only the area above his nose was visible.

Its mouth was submerged in the water, constantly gurgling bubbles, its eyebrows drooping, looking very worried.

Having only returned from the South a few days ago, Gwen's mind was almost entirely filled with that blond figure.

Erica du Chloe.

Gwen, of course, knew him.

The two of them had met many times before.

Gwen never imagined that one day she would care so much about this.

That thing, which exists in everyone's memory but is almost forgotten, keeps popping into her mind lately.

Victor once confessed his love to the Duke's daughter.

Ugh, why am I suddenly starting to care about this?

Gwen took another deep breath, retreated back into the bathtub, and started blowing bubbles again.

Viktor said he would resolve this matter, though it's unclear how he did it.

But after a long time, this unpleasant incident was indeed gradually forgotten.

Now, the people of the empire, whether commoners or nobles,

When Victor is mentioned, everyone thinks of that elegant count, that powerful senator.

It seems that no one remembers what Viktor did back then.

Even Gwen gradually forgot about it.

But the last time he saw the blonde girl, she came out of Victor's room.

As if she couldn't control it, Gwen remembered that incident again.

Before this, and even when this incident had just occurred, I hadn't paid much attention to it.

Gwen couldn't quite understand it. She remained soaking in the bathtub, motionless, but her mind kept racing.

What exactly is the relationship between her and Viktor?

Then, a knock on the door interrupted Gwen's thoughts.

That was the servant's voice.

"Miss Gwen."

Hearing someone calling her, Gwen finally came to her senses, stuck her head out of the bathtub, leaned back, and rested against the edge of the tub.

Clear water droplets clung to her fair skin, slowly dripping down, making her appear exceptionally radiant in the hazy mist.

"What's up?"

She frowned slightly and asked casually.

Then, the maid's voice rang out.

"Miss Kevlar is back."

...

Gwen was wrapped in a thick, white bath towel, her hair piled high, and water droplets kept falling onto the floor due to gravity.

As soon as he opened the door and took a step, he bumped into Kevlar.

Gwen was about to take two steps back when Kefla pulled her into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"Smells so good~ Where is little Gwen planning to go after her bath?"

As if teasing, Kefla's playful voice gently rang in Gwen's ear.

Gwen blushed instantly, broke free from Kefla's embrace, and stood in front of her, clutching her bathrobe tightly.

"Sister, why are you back at this time?"

"Is everything alright back home?"

Kevlar waved her hand confidently:

"There are no problems over there, everything has been settled for you."

Through her own methods, she redefined the rules and established a new order for the knights of the North.

And the steel fortress was completely opened up, allowing it to be entered at will.

As long as they follow the rules in arranging their itinerary, they will not cause trouble for the Delin family.

Gwen was overjoyed to see her sister suddenly return.

After all, only these two direct relatives remained in the entire Delin family at this point.

"I came back this time because I have things to take care of."

Kevlar's smile faded slightly as she spoke slowly.

"This matter is also somewhat related to you."

Gwen blinked, then pointed to herself with a puzzled look.

"I?"

Kefla nodded.

Soon, her eyes darkened, her expression became extremely serious, and she said in a solemn tone:

"If, I mean, if."

"If I were to ask Viktor out on a date, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

"?"

...

Victor's Mansion —

"Slowly, insert it here."

"Don't let it move too violently."

A cold voice rang out, and Erica, with her blonde hair, suddenly blushed.

Then, his tense body suddenly relaxed.

"It's a success!"

A look of immense joy appeared on her face, and green and white runes flickered on the magic circle in front of her.

Before Erica's eyes, a basic third-tier spell gradually formed an array.

The elements of wind and wood blend together and flow within the formation.

Several lines intertwined and crisscrossed around the formation.

[Tier 3 Spell: Gust of Green Leaves]

This is a very basic third-tier elemental attack spell. Its difficulty level for a third-tier mage is about as simple as putting an elephant into a refrigerator.

Unlike any magic Erica had ever learned before, its attack power was enough to destroy a forest.

The exquisite magic circle continued to tremble, emanating streams of magical power.

Since her father was not home, Erica would come to Victor's place almost every day during her time back in the capital.

The purpose was simple: to ask how to use third-tier magic.

For a second-tier mage like her, using third-tier magic is just as difficult as trying to put an elephant into a refrigerator.

This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!