The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

Ryan and Claire naturally mingled among them, dancing to the melodious and cheerful music.

Hi! Beautiful girl! Best wishes to you!

On both sides of the street, onlookers kept throwing flowers and wine at the procession.

"Thank you!"

Claire waved her arms excitedly, letting the wine soak her clothes and accentuate her perfect figure.

Hi! To the loving couple, may you grow old together in happiness!

The wine dampened Claire's hair, and the slight alcohol gave her face a rosy hue. Her eyes were moist as she looked at Ryan.

Ryan wiped the wine off her face, then couldn't help but pull her into his arms.

"Thank you!"

As the group moved forward, Claire held Ryan's hand and twirled around, her skirt billowing, the wine and sweat mingling and shimmering in the sunlight.

In the afternoon, the group arrived at the central square of Windmill Town, where large grapes were piled up.

Then, the second phase of the celebration began.

At this time, the young and pretty girls in the group would come to the square, lift their skirts, take off their shoes and socks, and, to the tune of the bard's harvest song, crush the grapes into juice.

Finally, this juice and fruit residue will be taken to a winery to be made into wine.

Claire was undoubtedly the most beautiful girl in the entire group.

So she was the first one to go in.

Barefoot, holding up the hem of her skirt, she jumped and hopped freely.

Ryan picked up Claire's sandals, looked at her, and smiled faintly.

Soon, more and more young and beautiful girls joined them, but Claire remained the most dazzling one.

The young men around watched Claire dance joyfully, thinking how wonderful it would be to dance with such a beauty!

A few bolder individuals are already eager to try, planning to invite her to dance together in the third stage.

Time flowed slowly amidst the melodious music.

Finally, the second phase ended, and Claire skipped over to Ryan, who squatted down and gently wiped the fruit pulp and juice off her feet and calves with a handkerchief.

The gentle touch on her calves kept stirring Claire's girlish heart.

She felt her body become unusually sensitive, biting her lip to try and keep herself from making a sound.

But as Ryan's hand gradually moved up her calf, eventually slipping under her skirt and reaching the area that only loved ones were allowed to touch, Claire finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure.

Finally, Claire couldn't resist and lifted Ryan's face, kissing him passionately.

Lips and teeth meet.

The girl's restless soul finally found some solace.

So happy...

I'm so happy...

However, this beautiful scene was nothing but despair in the eyes of the surrounding youth.

Wow, such a beauty, I never expected she already has a boyfriend.

I'm so envious of that guy!

As the sun slowly sets in the west, the moon takes over the night sky.

The celebration has now entered its third phase.

Bonfire dinner.

At this time, young men would invite girls they liked to dance around the campfire. If the girl was also interested, she would accept the invitation.

Despite Claire and Ryan having publicly clarified their relationship, quite a few people still mustered the courage to approach Claire and invite her to dance.

However, these invitations did not stir the slightest ripple in Claire's heart.

Her heart was already filled with Ryan; there was no room for anyone else.

Finally, Ryan straightened his clothes, walked up to Claire, bowed slightly, and extended his right hand.

"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of dancing with you?"

"Yes! I do!"

The beautiful girl threw herself into Ryan's arms, and Ryan held her, spinning her around the campfire again and again.

The defeated youths clenched their fists in resentment, shaking their heads and sighing.

But when they saw the happiness radiating from Claire's face, they realized that they had no chance of winning from the very beginning.

Despite their regret, they still applauded the happy couple.

Couples gathered around the campfire, linking arms, jumping, twirling, and singing praises to all the beauty in the world.

Ryan and Claire were among them, constantly switching places, their eyes only for each other.

Finally, the dance ended.

The couple held each other's hands, panting, gazing lovingly at one another.

The bards also played their most exhilarating music and sang loudly.

Let us offer our blessings to this wonderful world!

The couple embraced and kissed, and Claire lay in Ryan's arms, giving him everything she had.

“Mentor Ryan... I love you.”

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The celebration is over.

Although the bonfire had gone out, many people still gathered around, sharing their feelings with each other in the lingering atmosphere of the celebration.

Ryan, holding Claire's hand, led her to a bench in the corner, where they sat down side by side.

Before Ryan could speak, Claire blushed and spoke first.

“Um…Professor Ryan! Just now… um… you didn’t need to answer immediately…”

While dancing, taking advantage of the atmosphere, Claire finally spoke her mind, which she had been suppressing for a long time.

But as soon as she said it, she immediately regretted it.

If they hadn't said anything, perhaps the two of them could have stayed together in the future, and this happiness could have continued.

Once it's said, it's tantamount to putting a complete end to the relationship.

There are essentially two possible developments going forward.

Either Ryan accepted her confession.

Or, you get rejected.

Once rejected, not only will the beauty of the whole day be shattered instantly, but even seeing each other again will be awkward, and she will have to say goodbye to this happiness forever.

She doesn't want that.

She wanted to stay by Ryan's side forever.

So she could only suppress her impulse and tell Ryan not to answer her right away.

Let this happiness last as long as possible.

Even if it's just a false consolation, it's fine.

Ryan wrapped his arms around Claire's waist and gently pulled her closer. The soft body in his arms lay on his shoulder without resistance.

Actually, I'm not as good as you think.

"Actually, I'm a pretty despicable scumbag."

"You know what? At first, I actually became your mentor with the intention of taking advantage of you."

Even so, will you still love me?

Unexpectedly, Claire did not show much excitement; instead, she remained quite calm.

Slender, fair fingers gently covered Ryan's palm, their fingers interlocked.

“Mentor Ryan, my mother once told me that everyone’s path to happiness is different.”

"Whether you are used or deceived, if you can find true happiness in the end, then this life will be worthwhile."

Claire reminisced about the past, her eyes filled with deep emotion.

“My mother died when I was very young, and my older brother and sister also died one after another. In the end, I was imprisoned in a dungeon by my father and suffered all kinds of torture.”

"Actually, before I met you, I was already all alone, and I had nothing to miss in this world."

"If it weren't for your appearance, Mentor Ryan, I would still be living like an empty shell, a walking corpse. And after graduation, as a clergyman of the Holy See, I would be kneeling before the idol forever."

"Mentor Ryan. It is because you repaired my magic circuits that I can feel such beauty as I do now. It is also because of your appearance that I know I am also entitled to happiness..."

Claire slowly propped herself up and moved closer to Ryan, her thin lips slightly parted, a thin mist swirling in her eyes.

"The happiness you've brought me is genuine..."

"If I can be used by you, I can have this happiness forever... I am willing to be used by you forever."

"I only ask that you don't leave me alone... keep me by your side forever."

Ryan, Ryan.

You are so stupid.

Claire's feelings for him had never changed from the very beginning, from the first moment they met in that classroom.

She has always been so pure.

So much so that her wish never changed from beginning to end.

She didn't ask Ryan to love her as passionately as she did, nor did she ask Ryan to do anything for her, and she didn't even dare to hope that Ryan would always love only her.

She simply craved happiness, like a drowning person craving air.