Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

Of course, even if there is a recording of something like eavesdropping, you can neither use it as evidence, because it lacks legal effect, and it takes courage for the parties to confront it.

Luna was very dissatisfied with Dusula's casual apprenticeship.

But he couldn't rush to her and said, "You can't worship a teacher other than me."

Because Dusula will inevitably ask why, and by the way, how do you know that I worshiped another teacher?

Do you have to admit that you occasionally steal, oh no, monitor?

Or attribute all this to the omniscience and omnipotence of the gods?

Only Luna himself knows best that the god is not omnipotent, and even very fragile.

They will die and they will fall.

He is thin-skinned.

Thinking of Dusula's rhetorical question, he was too embarrassed to ask.

Therefore, Luna had to digest it by himself no matter how he was sullen.

In her ear, Dusula was still whistling the rainbow farts of the "bad old man" she once despised, just like when she was blowing herself.

Moon God: "..."

Ah.

Humans are indeed so hypocritical.

He turned off the communication, thinking he didn't care, but he was actually angry with himself.

And here, Dusula certainly didn't know that she was being monitored.

Even if she knew, she would only do it a little more subtly.

Because Dusula firmly believes that what you learn in your own hands is your own.An irresponsible teacher like Luna, who teaches but not meeting, becomes a busy god to save all sentient beings after teaching once, so why should she stick to one thing?

Priest Richard hasn't taught anyone for a long time.

It feels good to be a teacher again. It feels like playing games to pinch characters, equip them and upgrade them. Of course, the main premise is to teach students with high comprehension and fast learning.

So every day during Elizabeth's class, Priest Richard would find time to come over.

One is to check how well Dusula has learned etiquette, lest she be complacent and slack, and the other is to give her more guidance and teaching in the future.

After the 20-day course, Dusula is not only a little master in etiquette, but also has made great progress in predicting the long-term future.

Her control over the eyes has also changed from faster and more accurate to deeper and farther.

The better Dusula learned, the more confused she became.

On the day of graduation, Dusula asked Priest Richard: "If I remember correctly, teacher, your specialization should be light magic or something, although basic magic is not a problem for you. But, why can you teach my eyes?"

By the way, Luna also taught.

Is it the pair of eyes that they always say are special, but they are actually very bad, or is it a powerful person who is well-informed and knows everything?

"Teacher, is this kind of eyes actually quite common?"

That's right, this person has shamelessly called Mr. Priest Richard.

Priest Richard also acquiesced.

Hearing this, he took out a notebook from his pocket, only one-third of it, with some scorched notebooks on the edges.

Priest Richard said: "Common? On the contrary, your eyes are very uncommon. But more than ten years ago, I had a student who happened to have the same eyes as yours."

As he spoke, he looked at Dusula. His clear blue eyes were brighter than the purest sea water. People with this kind of eyes naturally have much clearer pupils than others, as if they were innocent and ignorant of the world.

This may also indicate that they are born with a mission.

"Not all prophets have the eyes of the future. Although they lead to the same direction in the end, these are two concepts. Your 'paths' are different. For example, the great prophet Barbara Boo who predicted the coming of winter this year half a year ago Luo Fei is an ability developed by divine power, assisting the crystal ball to prophesy."

"Speaking of the difference..." Priest Richard thought for a while, "Let's put it this way, compare you all to panning for gold. They use shovels and shovels to go to the mine to dig, but you yourself are the ones that have already been dug. A tunnel in a gold mine."

"Rare indeed, but not so rare. It's just..."

Often the more powerful a person is, the more pressure and burden ordinary people cannot bear, and they are always lonely and lonely, like a crystal gun, exquisite and sharp, but very easy to die.

Just like his students.

Priest Richard looked at Dusula, her appearance overlapped with that of the student.

He shook his head quickly, shaking off the illusion in front of him.

He went on to say: "I'm teaching you based on her experience. This is the manuscript she left behind during her lifetime. I only have one-third of this copy, and it won't work if I put it here. There are some things she recorded, and I have no future." Eye, I can't understand it, I thought about it, why don't you think about it."

This is very valuable.

Dusula took it solemnly.

"Thank you, teacher, you are so kind!"

She clenched tightly, tightly, and refused to let go. It wasn't that she was really greedy, but...

"No, since you plan to give it to me, then let go." Dusula said.

Priest Richard: "..."

This little brat!

You are polite to me and back and forth!

In the remaining time, the church will conduct multiple rehearsals in the Church of Light to ensure nothing goes wrong.

The sacrificial activity this time is more grand than previous years.

Priest Richard said that half a year ago, the prophet Barbara Brophy predicted that this winter would be extremely cold, and the snowstorm caused by the bad weather would cause many deaths, and in some places, the entire village might even be wiped out.

Although the disaster she predicted has not yet happened, it is now the end of the year, and the temperature is indeed much lower than in previous years. Before the date of the sacrifice, there have been several snowfalls in Wangcheng.

No matter what kind of crime it is, the harm to ordinary people will always be the greatest.

Even though human beings are prepared for this snowstorm, people expect the Almighty God to solve all these problems, so this year's sacrifice is extraordinarily grand.

In view of Dusula's trouble-loving nature since the qualification examination, the church specially found a full-time priest to assist Dusula.

This priest is a girl named Aurora. She has a small square face and is neither ugly nor ugly. She has a fair appearance and a medium height. Her black hair is neither long nor short. Her temperament is very similar to that of Dusula when she was studying at school. A good student who works hard and is meticulous in the class.

She walked Dusula through the rehearsal.

Priest Aurora, who thought that she looked plain and her personality would not be too strong, picked Dusula from head to toe.

"Have you really learned how to stand like this? Even when everyone doesn't see you, you have to be 12 points."

"Your position is wrong, you stand on the right. What? Didn't I tell you, I think you forgot it yourself!"

"Why don't you understand such a simple common sense? You are not allowed to say a word during the sacrificial ceremony, not even a single word. And you are not allowed to talk back!"

Aurora's disgusted eyes seemed to be looking at a pig that can only eat and drink!

Dusula: "..."

She was almost turned off by this woman!

At last the long morning was over, and Aurora was still picking and choosing on Dusula at lunchtime.

But who is Dusula?

The woman who survived the Luna, at that time she didn't know anything, and she saved herself by talking about it.

It is one of the easiest ways to save yourself from a desperate situation with your mouth.

Seeing that Professor Aurora is teaching, but the choice is really a choice. She has just started to learn, and she can know how to move, what to say after the first rehearsal, so what does she need Aurora to eat?

She was so picky that she didn't believe that Aurora had no purpose behind it, and that she killed Dusula.

Dusula is not a little white flower who can be bullied, the kind who only cries and complains.

Originally, she still paid attention to the etiquette taught to her by Elizabeth, she sat and ate gracefully.

Now Dusula slapped the cutlery on the table, folded her arms and leaned back, Erlang raised her legs, staring at Aurora ruthlessly as the moon god used to.

Aurora trembled in fright at her slap.

People who came out of the thorn forest alive could not have low force value.

Immediately she stabilized her mind, "Master Dusula, pay attention to your sitting posture! Please don't discredit the church."

"No matter how elegant I am during the sacrifice, it can't stop my right to pick my feet and nose when I go home. Why, you bit me?"

"You! You!" Aurora pointed at Dusula angrily.

Du Sula was acting like a fool, she continued to look at her from above, "You are so critical of me and mean to me, do you want me to resign automatically and withdraw from the sacrifice?"

"Why, does the full-time priest also want to take this opportunity to make a splash?"

The priests in the church include clerical management, some like Linda and the others who specialize in missions, and some like Aurora, who are more religious and work as full-time priests.

It is not impossible for Dusula and the like to stretch out their hands and cause dissatisfaction.

Before coming, Linda had already mentioned her.

Dusula said with certainty.

Although Aurora is critical of her, she is actually very thin-skinned.

It must be embarrassing for her to pick it up directly in front of her, and she doesn't know how to deal with it.

Dusula likes to see others at a loss.

However, Aurora didn't panic at all.

She also put down the knife and fork without making any sound.

Aurora stared at Dusula for a while, then she said abruptly, "What else?"

Dusula: "...Huh?"

So you really want me to automatically quit... no, why don't you act according to the script?

Dusula's bewildered expression was too obvious.

It was so obvious that Aurora suddenly understood why she was so confused, and why she suddenly punctured her original intention.

Aurora: "Do you know who I am?"

Dusula: "Who are you?"

Aurora: "My full name is Aurora Plum, do you still have any memory?"

Dusula thought about it, and then thought about it carefully, then she shook her head blankly.

"Oh!" Aurora laughed angrily, and she shouted to Dusula in a surprisingly angry manner, "I am the No.2 in the popularity poll, first under Ayla, and then under you!"

"Do you think I want you to resign voluntarily? You are still smart enough to analyze..."

As she spoke, Aurora cried again.

"Dare you don't even remember who I am?"

"..."

"Ugh..."

"Wow ah ah ah ah!!!"

The crying became louder and louder, and Aurora almost collapsed from crying.

Dusula was at a loss, holding up a handkerchief, but couldn't pass it in.

"No, no, don't cry, ah, please! I was wrong, sister, I was really wrong!"

"Wow ah ah ah!!!"

The howling continued.

Dusula: "..."

Just, speechless sister!