You think you're worthy of saving the world?

So whatever happens next can be considered her own fault.

At the same time, Eileen also hopes that Annabelle can learn from this experience and be more tactful in her dealings with others in the future.

"You've already advanced to the third rank?"

Annabelle stared blankly at the dark-haired boy.

The old headmaster, beaming with pride, answered on Yuri's behalf: "Yes, Yurifes is truly remarkable!"

Upon hearing him say that, Annabelle felt as if countless ants were crawling on her back.

She recalled the bet she had made with Euryphus two days earlier—

If Euryphus really becomes a formal student, I'll have to wear a maid outfit and go to his house to be his maid!?

Annabelle readily agreed at the time because she felt that Yuri had no chance of advancing to the third tier...

But now it seems that this bet was utterly absurd!

How could I, a school teacher, have to work as a maid for my students?

Annabelle's shoulders trembled; she felt a lingering fear: if Principal Joseph found out about their bet, she might be fired from the school!

At this moment, Euryphus had completely taken control of his own destiny.

Regret, humiliation, anxiety, helplessness... a host of negative emotions surged and swelled in Annabelle's chest, making her face turn deathly pale.

"Anna...are you alright?"

Eileen walked over to her, grabbed her arm, and asked with concern.

"I am fine."

Annabelle took a deep breath and calmed herself down a bit.

Then she forced a stiff smile.

"Congratulations... Euryphus, I never thought you would actually become a special student in St. Cromwell."

Annabelle's voice trembled violently.

She knew very well that she had lost miserably in this duel with Euryph.

All she can do now is maintain her last shred of dignity and elegance.

"You really have exceeded my expectations, you are amazing..."

I must admit, I underestimated you in the past...

You are a true genius, and I am proud to have a student like you…

Yuri smiled broadly: "Thank you, Ms. Anna. Receiving your approval is perhaps the happiest thing for me today."

"Ugh."

The purple-haired female teacher's cheeks burned even hotter.

This is blatant sarcasm and irony.

Euryphus once said that of all his teachers, he was the only one who did not need Annabelle's approval.

After that, Annabelle stood like a wooden statue in the principal's office, listening silently to Principal Joseph's endless praise of the prophesied child.

Of course, she herself had to occasionally offer a perfunctory reply.

Every minute and every second was like torture for her; the humiliation of defeat burned her dignity like a raging fire.

By the time Annabelle left the principal's office, her fingernails had dug into her palms, and she had lost all feeling in her legs.

"Teacher Anna!"

Yuri's voice came from behind, forcing her to stop in her tracks as she desperately tried to escape.

Annabelle turned around, her shoulders trembling as she forced out a few words through clenched teeth.

"Is there...is there anything else, Euryphus?"

Looking at the distraught and beautiful teacher in front of him, Yuri felt no pity. Instead, the dark sadistic desire in his heart, which had cooled down slightly, boiled over again.

Yuri walked up to Annabelle and gave her a devilish smile.

"..."

That smile gave Annabelle a very bad feeling.

She realized it.

My nightmare seems to have only just begun...

116 Rosa: Little Yuri, is it time to eat?

"Is...is there something you need?"

Even though Annabelle tried to remain calm, her voice trembled slightly.

“Please tell me your measurements.” Yuri raised an eyebrow.

Annabelle wondered if she had misheard, and looked at him with disbelief: "Wh...what?"

Yuri spoke calmly and slowly, as if he were recounting something very ordinary:

"Please tell me your measurements, and I'll prepare a maid outfit for you."

"...Woo."

Annabelle lowered her head and remained silent, then heard Yu continue speaking in a relaxed tone.

"You haven't forgotten our bet, have you? Or are you planning to refuse to honor it?"

Yuri raised an eyebrow: "To be honest, even if you wanted to breach the contract, I wouldn't have any objections, after all, you..."

"...93."

"what?"

Filled with immense humiliation, Annabelle bit her lip and hummed out a set of numbers.

“93…65…94…These are my measurements.”

Yuri pinched his chin, examining him as if he were inspecting a product.

Annabelle felt that the dark-haired boy's gaze was like that of a venomous snake.

Climbing from high heels up to legs encased in black pantyhose,

Sliding up along her rounded buttocks and slender waist, past her ample breasts,

Finally, it settled on her face.

"Ms. Anna, shouldn't you lose a little weight?"

"...Woo!"

The purple-haired female teacher's delicate body swayed and trembled.

Yuri disagreed and continued to comment, "Even custom-made clothes use more fabric than others."

"What an unrestrained figure, especially her butt... isn't it a bit too full?"

The blunt and explicit verbal humiliation made Annabelle's cheeks burn and her mouth go dry.

Her head began to spin, and even her consciousness began to blur.

Even though her heart was filled with resentment, shame, and anger, Annabelle did not refute it.

She tried her best to maintain her composure and elegance: if she were to use her position as a teacher to reprimand the other person at this moment, it would be a complete defeat.

Annabelle gripped her left wrist tightly with her right hand, standing with her head bowed like a child who had made a grave mistake, and murmured in a barely audible whisper.

"I'm sorry, I'll be more careful in the future."

When Annabelle came to her senses, she found that Euryphus had disappeared down the corridor, and Eileen was standing right next to her.

"Anna..."

"I-I'm fine!"

Just as Eileen was about to come up and comfort her, Anna bit her lip and interrupted her angrily.

She clutched her rapidly heaving chest, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "It's just being a maid for that brat for a week, it's nothing at all!"

"Hmm... It's great that you think that way."

Eileen outwardly nodded in agreement, but secretly thought to herself: Don't worry, Anna. I'll be with you too...

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The capital of the Augusta Empire.

The Valentine family's private estate welcomed a new morning.

Golden sunlight streamed into the courtyard, and glistening dewdrops clung to the leaves, reflecting vibrant colors in the morning light.

In a garden adorned with countless flowers and shrubs, a beautiful figure sits at a white table.

Her beautiful and noble figure seemed to blend into the magnificent surroundings, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene.

Having just finished working all night, Rosalia sat alone in a chair, quietly enjoying the rare peaceful morning.

Just then, a figure burst into the garden.

She walked quickly, yet her steps were so quiet that even the birds perched on the green grass didn't notice her passing by.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

The young girl walked quickly to Rosalia, then knelt down on one knee and bowed her head.

"This morning, I received a message from the Vatican that Lord Euryphus officially became a special student of St. Cromwell the day before yesterday afternoon."

"Is it……"

Rosalia simply nodded casually, as if this had been expected all along.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."