Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Miss Luvia, you are the next head of Edfeldt, and Lord Moran is the sister-in-law of the separate family, are you like this..."

"Kulawn, when is it your turn to call me? Besides, with such a brother with superb wrestling skills, I don't care about any difference in status! I want to learn from him! "

Luvia is like a protective hyena.

Holding Moran's arm tightly, he didn't intend to let go in the slightest.

"But you are...."

"Hmph! Before I became the next head of the Eideldfeldt family, I was a lady. For ladies, freestyle wrestling is a must-have course! "

What Luvia said made Kurauen's eyes darken.

What a masterful sophistry.

When do ladies need to learn freestyle wrestling?

Obviously, the servant could not say anything about the eldest miss.

"Lord Moran, Miss Luvia may visit you often in the near future, and sometimes she will probably make some nonsense requests, and I hope you will be more accommodating."

"Haha..... I will...."

To the request of the servant Kulauen.

Moran smiled.

"Also, Lord Moran, your performance in this duel will surely be passed back to the family. Edfeldt follows the rule that when you find a treasure, you never let it go. I apologize to you for the previous contempt, you are the precious gold that I cannot see. "

Kulauen bowed respectfully.

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

Moran didn't feel much about Kurauen's attitude.

Because, he knows that people are like that.

Respect has to be earned by one's own ability.

Before you want to be respected, you have to see if you have the ability to make others respect.

Moran clearly already has it.

Then, gaining respect is also inevitable.

The appearance of Luvia made the people around gradually realize that behind Moran stood the Edfeldt family.

No one dared to despise Moran anymore.

Subsequently, in order to complete the formalities in the clock tower, Luvia could only reluctantly leave Moran.

She left shouting that she would visit again.

Moran didn't know what kind of expression to put on.

On second thought, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to have such a lovely sister following him.

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

.......

"I'm Kenneth. Ermeiro. Archibald here admitted the mistake of being too positive about innate factors. "

Kenneth in the video said word by word with a tense face.

It was as if he had swallowed some poison.

Moran held the camera and played back and forth.

It's a fun process.

Leaving with him from class was Camus, who twisted along the way as if she wanted to say something.

"Moran-san, do you want to tape the video back and copy it? In doing so, it is not against the previous promise of Mr. 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 an interesting thing, you have to collect it well. "

Moran had a bad smile on his face like a profiteer.

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

However, asking about the video is not her main goal, she wants to use this matter to build a topic.

"That! Moran-san! I don't know if you have time! I know there's a nice coffee shop nearby! "

Camus blushed like a bomb.

Can't suppress the agitation in my heart.

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

"Moran-san..."

Camus showed a puzzled expression.

Soon, she understood why Moran did this.

Tread, tread-

The dull sound of leather shoes touching the ground, and the dark shadow of the black man imprinted on the ground with the light of the corner street lamp.

It's like, blocking their way.

"Oh, Amres, do you still want to fight me? It won't turn out much this time. "

Moran lowered the hand that stood in front of Camus.

He was staring at the corner of the street.

The owner of that pitch-black shadow was Amres, and Moran noticed it as he approached.

No, it's this guy who doesn't hide his breath at all.

"Camus, you guy, did you get close to Moran like this as soon as he saw him!? It's like a dog looking for the smell of meat! You slut! All of you are all the way to the mark! "

Amres's face was still healed.

Shrouded in night, his roar was like a fierce howl.

It conveys that resentment and hatred.

His posture is so ugly that people can't help but turn their heads.

"Amres..."

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

She couldn't imagine that the model student in the class would 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 you not be excluded by others and not become an outlier.

Because of this, she longed to envy Moran.

Longing to be seen as weak, he can subvert and turn reality around.

Perhaps, as Amrez said.

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

Camus was convinced that the throbbing in his heart was by no means snobbery, but a yearning to manifest his true self.

At this moment, she expressed this love for the first time.

"The weak also have the right to speak out, and of course, they all have different ways of being. What's so bad about implementing yourself? Amres, or are you jealous of Camus? "

Moran quipped playfully.

While responding to Camus's inner emotions, he also poked the sore spot in Amres's heart.

"Shut up! Shut up! If it weren't for you guy! Neither will I! Expelled from the Elmeiro classroom! You won't be kicked out of the clock tower either! You ruined my future! "

Amres tugged at his hair like crazy.

He still remembers those icy gazes.

After Kenneth removed him from the Elmeiro classroom, no discipline was willing to accept himself.

The reason is that even that genius monarch asserts that there is no future.

Then they are even less likely to teach mediocrity.

The magicians of all disciplines said this, placing the label of having no future on him.

This is the descent from heaven to hell.

And this is just Moran's previous situation.

The simple status switch made Amres fall into madness, and he only wanted to find someone to hate and complain about.

Otherwise, he would not be able to face this reality.

Moran saw through Amres's pathetic nature.

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