Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

The silver hair hangs down on the snow-white clothes, on Dusula's skirt, on the ground...

Gougou tangled, can't figure it out.

Even though Dusula was already much shorter than standing up when she was sitting on the bed, she could still clearly see the top of the tall man's head.

God's head...

Even if the gods are standing in front of them, ordinary people only dare to lower their eyes and look at the toes of the gods.

It was a strange and rare sight.

At this time, the Moon God is more like a knight who swears allegiance to the death than a high god.

Not only the top of the head, but also the many faces of the moon god in front of Dusula, which she has never seen before, and she does not expect to see them in this life. Not only did she not know where to look with her eyes, she didn't even know where to go Wherever he put it, his usual eloquence disappeared without a trace.

Dusula took a deep breath.

Perhaps after the long close contact last night, and this cedar scent this morning, Dusula will not be easily confused by it.

Calm down, Comrade Sulla!

That's right, she was laughing at herself for lack of concentration one second ago, how could she not learn any lessons the next second, and still be brainless and excited?

What is the difference between a man who cannot learn his lesson and a stupid animal?

A wise girl who is calm and calm to the outside world, come back to me quickly!

Du Sula choked herself, and finally withstood the beauty crit at a super close range in front of her.

She said: "You are my teacher, of course I will save you, and I will never watch you fall."

The eyelashes with the same color as the hair trembled slightly, and the golden eyes suddenly met Dusula's eyes.

Compared with the light-colored eyes and the indifferent appearance, it looks very aggressive.

Coupled with the extraordinarily outstanding appearance and the cold hair color at first sight, Luna looks even more difficult to approach.

After listening to Du Sula's words, the silver-haired man stretched his brows and eyes, but his shallow smile was full of helplessness.

yes sir.

Couldn't go any further.

People are people, gods are gods.

They have different hours.

The same big decades is a lifetime for one, but only a short period of time for one.

They also have different powers.

One is too fragile, the other is too strong...

There are many other differences, which make the most intimate relationship between humans and gods limited to this.

Luna knew clearly.

Dusula knew better in her heart.

The more disadvantaged, the more unable to ignore this gap.

But since he can become a god, Dusula naturally has the possibility.

and so……

It seems that thinking about the same thing made the two people's movements synchronized. Their eyes met again, and they saw the same goal in each other's eyes.

And currently...

Teachers and students, that's fine.

It can only be like this.

The air suddenly became heavy.

Dusula couldn't bear this the most, she thought for a while and said, "If you really want to thank me..."

"...?"

"Then send me back to the church. I really don't want to go out and experience the second death scene after you leave."

As Dusula said, she couldn't help but hold her forehead. She will be greeted later, probably by Ivy's intriguing smile, and Meryl and Allen's scrutinizing eyes, and it is estimated that they will not say anything, just watch silently ... Just thinking about it, half of Dusula's face turned black, and her whole body was going to be bad.

However, a certain person doesn't know how cute it is when he looks seriously distressed.

Luna looked at her and couldn't help but smile again.

"What's the problem with that?" He said, pulling Dusula's wrist.

……

That day, Dusula successfully avoided teasing (ba) teasing (gua) from her friends, and when she returned to the church room, she received a letter.

Just arrived today by post, still warm.

The letter comes from Dorothea, who has just become a fan of Dusula and has just succeeded the imperial prophet.

The first half of the letter is meaningless pleasantries, and rainbow farts from fans.

"Dear senior Dusula, how are you recently... Skip, last time your words made me... skip, skip, skip again." Someone turned over violently.

Dusula skimmed the entire letter before finding Dorothea's request in the middle of the second page.

Here's the thing.

After becoming imperial prophets, although they can enjoy certain benefits, and the accompanying social status, reputation and reputation, of course, they also need to fulfill certain responsibilities.

Telling fortunes to the nobles is not counted, at most it is extra money.

Responsibility and obligations are specifically manifested in the fact that the imperial prophets must make predictions about the fortunes of the empire every quarter.

If nothing happens, meaningless blessings such as growing prosperity can be skipped directly.

The current king is a very pragmatic person and doesn't value these vain things.

Therefore, the main thing for the prophet to do is to see if there will be any disasters that will affect people's livelihood or even endanger people's lives in this quarter.

Dorothea was doing this job for the first time. Her prophecy ability is indeed good, but it is not 100% error-free, not even 90.00% correct.

For this kind of prophecy that will be made public, Dorothea has little confidence in herself, and she is very afraid that something will go wrong, so she wants to ask Dusula to make relevant predictions together, and the two of them will compare it, so that they should be 100% sure up.

After reading the letter, Dusula borrowed the phone number from Richard's office and called Dorothea back directly against Andy's eyes.

As soon as the phone rang, the other side answered it. It was obvious that Dorothea had been waiting in front of the phone for a long time.

Dorothea asked eagerly: "How is it, Senior Dusula, is my prediction accurate?"

Compared to the opponent's speed, Dusula seemed a bit slow.

She scratched her head and asked hesitantly, "...and quarterly forecasts?"

Dorothea was stunned: "Huh?"

Dusula: "I mean, as a prophet of the empire, do you still need to predict the fate of the empire every quarter? Is it so troublesome?"

She couldn't help thinking in her heart: Fortunately, this troublesome matter was thrown out, otherwise she would be bored to death now.

And Dorothea: "..."

It turned out that asking Dusula not only had no results, but would she start explaining from this step?

But now Dorothea has a heavy filter on Dusula.

She quickly explained what a quarterly forecast is.

On the way of explaining, the two realized that Dusula hadn't even done a full season of imperial prophets. Barbara had already made the forecast for the previous quarter, and Dusula had already made the forecast for this quarter. Kicked the position on Dorothea's head.

In response, Dusula coughed several times in embarrassment.

This made her feel a little guilty about dumping the blame.

So Dusula did not hesitate at all for the task of "answering the question", and directly agreed.

Her frankness also ushered in the gratitude of the fans.

After hanging up the phone, Dusula went back to the room.

Although Ai Wei said that she is not an exception and cannot use her eyes too frequently, but it should be no problem just doing quarterly forecasts.

Divine power slowly passed through the eyes, and Dusula began to predict the future empire...

After a minute or so, she finished reading.

Dusula narrowed her eyes.

She checked the letter again.

Divine power flowed slowly through the eyes again, and Dusula looked again.

Dusula tilted her head and frowned. She took out the pen and paper and began to write and draw.

More than an hour later, Dusula took a few draft papers and borrowed the phone again against Andy's eyes.

Dorothea is still a second answer.

The kind of second answer that almost didn't finish beeping.

Dusula couldn't help complaining: "...Don't you even go to the toilet?"

"It's okay, I go to the bathroom quickly, and I have a maid waiting by the phone."

Dusula: "..."

Dusula didn't ask, what if the maid also went to the bathroom.

I'm afraid Dorothea will say there is another maid.

Then there is another cycle.

... Today, their phone calls can't go around this circle.

Dorothea asked nervously and anxiously: "How is it? Is my prediction accurate?"

Dusula was silent for a while.

This really made Dorothea's heart hang.

Dusula was silent because she was also hesitant.

She said: "The rest is no different from yours, mainly because after more than a month, I predicted a tsunami..."

Dorothea froze.

She was totally unaware of it.

In her forecast, there are no natural disasters worth guarding against in the next three months.

"No way?"

"Really, I have watched it several times, and every time I see such a future."

However, Dusula said so, and Dorothea naturally took her words as the standard.

"I'll try again!"

Dorothea hung up, and Dusula waited.

Within five minutes, Dorothea called.

She said: "...It's so strange, I used the same divination method last time, why didn't the divination come out last time, but this time I felt the trend you just mentioned."

Dusula also found it strange.

While she was still thinking about the reason, Dorothea took the lead in examining herself.

"Sure enough, my ability is far from enough."

Dorothea revised her quarterly forecast and made related recommendations.

Although there was a tsunami this time, the scale of the tsunami was not large.

Dorothea and Dusula agreed that what should be strengthened should be strengthened, and the countermeasures should be taken. As long as you prepare carefully in advance, you should rely on human strength to survive smoothly.

Just after the quarterly forecast and recommendations were handed in, the next day, Dusula, who was still brooding over the fact that the last storm changed from small to large, learned the lesson from last time and couldn't help observing the tsunami again.

Strange things happened.

Dusula grabbed her clothes and hurried to Dorothea's house.

Before Dorothea could be happy seeing Dusula, Dusula grabbed her shoulders and said solemnly, "I predicted this morning that the scale of the tsunami will increase."

"How, how could this be?"

Dorothea froze.