Kevlar was still explaining.
"Once you marry Victor, you'll be a member of the Clavina family."
“In that case, even if your father wants to call you back, you will have every reason to refuse.”
Gwen: "..."
Under Gwen's bewildered gaze, Kevlar continued pacing back and forth, muttering to herself.
"It's perfect timing that I'm back so we can set the date. I can be your witness at the wedding..."
"Hmm, considering your ages, you two should have been married long ago. It's really not right to have delayed until now."
Gwen finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted:
"Sister! I'm not planning on getting married yet!"
When Kefla heard Gwen's words, she turned around and looked at her with feigned confusion.
"What? Doesn't Viktor like you?"
"No...it shouldn't be...it's not..."
Gwen recalled her conversation with Victor earlier that day. She had intended to firmly say that she didn't like it, but inexplicably changed her mind in the end.
She lowered her head, and her voice grew softer and softer.
"That settles it!"
Kefla laughed heartily, patted Gwen on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Little Gwen, you don't want to go home either, do you?"
"......"
Gwen always felt that Kevlar's words were malicious.
But she really didn't want to.
Thinking of her strict father and her second brother whom she disliked...
In this family, there were only her mother and sister; she had no other worries.
Seeing Gwen gradually fall silent, Kefla took a few steps back and chuckled softly:
"Okay, okay, I was just kidding."
"I won't let you go back."
Gwen looked up and stared at Kefla with a puzzled expression.
Kevlar was there, deep in thought:
"Hmm... but if you're not going back, you'll need to come up with a reason."
“Victor is quite good. I saw you even came back in his carriage.”
"I'll send a message home later and tell them that you and Viktor are in the throes of a passionate romance. Is that alright now?"
Hearing her sister's absurd suggestion, Gwen blushed and wanted to retort, but knowing that Kefla was helping her and that she couldn't think of any good reasons, she could only shut her mouth in a huff.
My sister knows nothing.
Her relationship with Victor was not good at all.
Oh! That's right!
Kevlar moved closer to Gwen and said with a grin:
"There's actually one more thing I need to take care of when I return to the capital, which I wasn't planning to tell you."
"But since you and Viktor seem to get along well, I'd like to ask you to ask Viktor for a favor."
"help?"
Gwen was taken aback. What could be so helpful that she needed Victor's assistance?
"Yeah, that's right. After all, he's a mage, and from what you've said, he's an extremely powerful mage."
"So please pass on my message."
Suddenly, Kefla became serious, her previous carefree demeanor vanished, and she seemed like a completely different person, like a quiet violet flower.
Profound and mysterious.
"Beware of the 'dirty things' that have infiltrated the capital."
Gwen was startled by her sister's reaction, but after Kefla finished speaking, she reverted to her previous carefree self, smiling and putting her arm around Gwen's shoulder.
"In short, I just want you to remind him that if he can find that thing, it will be a huge help!"
Gwen was curious to know what this "dirty thing" her sister was talking about was that was worth her sister seeking help from a sorcerer like Victor.
But before she could ask any more questions, a hand had already indiscriminately climbed onto her waist through the gaps in her armor.
Gwen felt a heat on her waist and her face flushed instantly, but Kevlar's voice was already in her ear.
"You've been sweating a lot, haven't you, little Gwen?"
"Want to take a warm bath with your sister? And while you're at it, let your sister check if your development is normal!"
Gwen blushed and firmly refused.
"Sister! I'm way past the age where I've stopped growing!"
"Be good! Let me see!"
......
Do you want power?
A few black words appeared twisted and distorted on the book, as alluring as a demon.
But Henney was just a little troubled.
This is the fourth time this has happened today.
Since morning, these eerie black characters have been inexplicably surrounding her.
On the desk, on the walls, even on the flowerbeds in the garden when I walk through the campus.
It's unclear whose prank it was.
Yes, she always thought it was a prank.
After all, who would take such strange and old-fashioned things seriously?
Hene had tolerated it the first few times; people who only play pranks eventually get bored.
But she didn't expect the other party to be so relentless.
This time, she finally couldn't take it anymore.
Because she was sitting at a desk in the library, preparing for today's lessons.
As a result, these marks appeared on the paper, covering up what she had just written.
She was very angry, but she could only swallow her anger.
As an ordinary magic apprentice, she had a wealth of theoretical knowledge but couldn't cast a single spell.
Lacking talent, she was destined to watch helplessly as this annoying prank clung to her.
So she wrote a few words on that page.
Sorry, I refuse.
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