Compared to this world, her world is too fragile and cannot withstand external forces.

It would be fine if she was only seeking revenge on herself, but she had gone too far. She had realized this since the day she got the simulator.

As the saying goes, he who kills will be killed violently.

What she did is actually no different from this.

If you want something, you have to pay something.

So after much thought, she came up with the latest strategic plan.

Slowly fade out of Fufente's world. When she knows the real murderer of her mother, even if she resents me, she should calm down after I offer her life voluntarily.

After all, she was raised by him, and after taking revenge, Fufente will not chase after her again.

Although all this was based on speculation, she didn't want to take any risks in that world.

Some people travel through time, become the supreme ruler of the world, and rule the world forever.

Or he could kill everyone and unify the world.

Even the poorest ones can get by with the help of plug-ins.

And she, a girl, has to protect herself and her mother when she goes out.

We are all time travelers, so why is there such a big gap?

I really embarrassed my seniors...

Just as I was feeling depressed, the road ahead was suddenly blocked by a crowd.

This was a rare sight. Apart from the first day of school when the dean gave a speech to all the teachers and students, the only time the Central Square was so crowded was during the college competition during the graduation exam.

Although she likes to eat melons, she has no interest in staying because of the overly noisy atmosphere.

Unless this melon...

"Qingge Bai Axosenio, I like you...will you respond to me?" Using magic to spread the voice, even she, who was at the outermost part, could hear it clearly.

Bai Qingge: “???”

The crowd exclaimed, and someone started to say, "The Duke is here."

Because of her father, most people in the college knew her, so a straight road appeared following her direction.

It also made her see clearly who was so bold.

"Celia..." Bai Qingge murmured softly.

Seeing an acquaintance, she felt it was both unexpected and reasonable.

After all, there is really no good way to solve Celia's current predicament.

But why, didn’t I resolutely slap myself in the face and leave?

Although she won't feel like blaming anyone, she will still be very unhappy.

As the saying goes, men should not be touched on the head and women should not be touched on the face, let alone beating.

Anyway, she has done what she should do, and her cheap uncle should be able to handle this matter no matter what.

It was already a losing business.

So, even if you look at me with those pitiful, pleading eyes, as a qualified businessman, I will...

"Ok?"

Fufente, who had been standing at least a meter away from her, pulled her sleeve at some point.

"Don't go..."

The sound is very small, but very clear.

It's okay to make an exception occasionally.

When Celia saw Bai Qingge lowering his head to avoid her gaze, her heart sank.

Yes, if someone humiliated her like that, she would definitely not forgive it.

But, this is my last chance...

Why did things turn out like this?

Let’s go back to a few days ago.

Duke Clark's Mansion, a very ordinary breakfast.

Apart from the crisp sound of the knife and fork hitting the plate, there was no other messy sound on the dining table.

Clark has only one daughter, Celia, so she is under very strict supervision on weekdays.

Celia was as dignified and elegant as a swan. She opened her red lips slightly and put a small piece of juicy meat into her mouth. The movement of chewing was almost invisible.

Clark nodded with satisfaction. He spent so much energy in training her, wasn't he looking forward to the day when Celia would become successful?

Clark swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth and said, "Celia, you don't have to go to the magic academy this month. Prepare well. I will take you to the palace to meet His Majesty at the end of this month."

Celia paused while cutting the meat, feeling shocked and panicked, "So fast?"

Clark shook his head nonchalantly, "No, at your age, among civilians, you would already be the mother of several children.

"Humph, what do a bunch of commoners know? Women are at their most beautiful age and can display their greatest value at this age."

Celia wanted to refuse out loud, but because she had always grown up under the majesty of her father, she didn't dare to open her mouth.

She could only blindly cut the meat on the plate to express her resistance which was not really resistance.

Looking at the steak that had been cut into small pieces on his daughter's plate, with his hands still showing no sign of stopping, Clark pretended not to see it.

Girls are like this. When they are young, they fantasize about a love that is full of vows and promises, but when they get tired of waiting, they complain that they have not had a good life.

Love and romance are all ridiculous things. Only power and money are the most reliable.

Celia, you'll thank me when you understand.

"I still have things to do, please take your time eating." Clark said as he drank the wine in the glass.

Celia clenched her hands tightly around the knife and fork. Her father was so busy every day that he was nowhere to be seen. If she didn't take this opportunity to express her true thoughts, the next time they met, she would probably have to go to the palace.

Just as Clark was about to walk out of the living room, Celia stood up suddenly.

"Father!"

Clark could naturally see what his daughter was thinking, but his tone remained calm, because the ending was already determined from the beginning.

Just based on her strength, she can't disobey me.

"Celaya, remember your identity."

Celia, who had mustered up her courage, wilted in an instant. She couldn't do it. She simply couldn't do it on her own.

Only she herself understood that with the title of the Clark family, outside, she was the glamorous daughter of the Duke.

At home, she was just a canary kept in a cage for viewing.

There is nothing she can do.

But she still went to the magic academy. Fortunately, because she was usually very well-behaved and obedient, her father did not send anyone to look after her.

Or maybe the father thought he simply didn't have the courage to resist.

That's indeed the case.

She did not have the courage to resist, but she had the courage to face death.

She mixed several poisons in the school's potion room and planned to take the potions before entering the palace.

I wonder if my father will have any regrets after I die?

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