You think you're worthy of saving the world?

The two maids bowed in unison.

Annabelle stared at the floor, her cheeks burning and her chest heaving.

Her mind kept replaying the "sincere way to express gratitude" that her friend had just told her.

In front of Euryphus, he took off his clothes one by one, folded them neatly, and placed them on the ground. Then he prostrated himself on the ground completely naked...

In other words: prostrate yourself naked on the ground and swear allegiance to him...

After Yuri left, Annabelle blushed and murmured softly.

"Waaah... Give me a little more time, I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"?"

Eileen tilted her head: she was just joking, did Anna really take it seriously?

……

……

……

Two o'clock in the afternoon is when the sun is at its hottest.

Yuri and Camus finished their lunch break and went to the square of the new campus together.

This lesson is about riding.

Equestrian skills, as the name suggests, are the techniques of riding a horse.

However, this wasn't a course taught by the tactics department, but rather by a professor from the etiquette department.

The horsemanship in St. Cromwell does not refer to horse racing, but rather to something similar to dressage in Yuri's previous life.

Unlike other students, Yuri had no interest in such aristocratic activities, but she came anyway for the sake of credits and with her classmate Camus.

Then, for the entire afternoon, he spent his time in the scorching square doing activities like riding a horse back and forth over hurdles.

Although dressage is boring, being able to ride a horse is still quite enjoyable. I wonder when I'll be able to ride a pegasus, a griffin, or a dragon.

About an hour later, the riding instructor suddenly announced that the students should form pairs to have an intra-class competition.

All winners will receive 15 credits each, while all losers will have to undergo "basic guard etiquette training" on the side of the square—which is basically just standing as punishment.

"You can get academic credits."

Yuri was eager to try: "Camus, let's team up?"

Although two young ladies from the Lily Cross also sent him team-up invitations, he ultimately chose Camus.

"Yuri, why did you choose me?" Camus asked, flattered.

"Do you need a reason to win with your friends?" Yuri said matter-of-factly.

Although they were all girls, Camus was wearing pants while they were wearing skirts, making it obvious who had the advantage.

"Hehe." Camus nodded, his cheeks flushed.

"Let's cheer each other on," Yuri said, putting her arm around her shoulder.

"Mmm...mmm! I'll do my best!"

Camus felt a great responsibility: he absolutely could not let the prophesied son be disgraced!

Thinking this way, and then—

They suffered a crushing defeat against another group of students.

Camus's riding training grounds weren't next to Yuri's, so he didn't know how good Camus's riding skills were...

I thought that since they were all children of noble families, they should be about the same, but I never expected her to be so terrible.

It seems that Camus not only instinctively resisted physical contact with humans, but also with animals.

"I'm sorry... I'm the one who caused Yuri to lose."

As Camus stood at attention by the square, he lowered his head apologetically.

"Don't take it to heart."

Yuri disagreed: "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses."

Besides them, there were more than twenty students... Half of the students in this class were standing in the sun as punishment; they were all groups that had lost in the riding competition.

Although it was supposed to be "basic guard etiquette training," no one took it seriously. While the riding instructors were giving individual coaching to the winners from a distance, they were all whispering among themselves.

Some students complained and were dissatisfied, while others, like Yuri, simply waited for get out of class to end.

Just then, the bustling line of people being punished suddenly fell into an overwhelming silence.

The reason was that a beautiful figure was walking towards the line of people being punished.

Her long, flowing purple hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her natural beauty, combined with heavy makeup, made her appear even more radiant.

The androgynous uniform did not diminish her beauty; on the contrary, it perfectly accentuated her voluptuous figure.

Beneath the bodycon mini skirt are long, slender legs encased in sheer black stockings, perfectly matched with high heels, exuding the aura of a mature woman.

"It's Ms. Annabelle...!"

The line of people being punished gasped in hushed tones.

The boys both admired and feared this strict yet beautiful teacher in St. Cromwell, while the girls both longed for her and were terrified of her.

"Oops……"

Camus clenched his fists nervously.

She was initially puzzled as to why Annabelle, who wasn't a professor in the etiquette department, would come here.

But she immediately realized that she had come for Yuri.

Before becoming friends with Yuri, Camus had been silently observing the Child of Prophecy, so he knew very well how much she disliked him.

Annabelle is always finding fault with Yuri at school, and she's definitely not going to let this opportunity pass... She's going to give Yuri a good dressing down!

It's all my fault that I dragged Yuri into this mess and made him lose face again and again... Camus thought to himself, on the verge of tears.

Many of the other students were also aware of the bitter and irreconcilable relationship between Yuri and Annabelle.

Many of them were already gloating, preparing to watch a good show—

Annabelle stopped in front of Euryphus, handed him the cold compress towel, and spoke gently.

"Yuri, take this and use it."

"……what?"

The students, who were aware of the feud between the two, stared wide-eyed, not understanding what had happened.

Annabelle glanced at the riding instructor in the distance and continued.

“I’ll talk to Mr. Decoste. Yuri… you can go back to the classroom and rest now.”

Chapter 127 The Empress Returns

"Hey?"

Yuri was taken aback.

He hadn't expected Annabelle to come all this way and show such direct concern for him in front of the other students.

No, couldn't you have at least tried to cover it up a little?

Yuri gained a deeper understanding of Annabelle's straightforward and frank personality, which she didn't care about others' opinions.

"real or fake……"

"Didn't Teacher Annabelle always target Euryphus?"

"That's right!"

The students around, including Camus, stared wide-eyed, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

Yuri quickly waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to rest and could continue standing; this was his punishment for losing the game in class.

"Hmm... Are you sure it's okay? I'm just explaining it to Professor Decoste for you."

Seeing Annabelle's concerned expression, Yuri nodded easily.

"It's alright."

Annabelle nodded heavily. "Okay."

“Thank you for your concern, Ms. Anna,” Yuri added.

"Ah."

Annabelle brushed a strand of hair from her shoulder, a slight smile curving her lips.

It wasn't the harsh, sarcastic laugh of the past, but a very gentle smile.

Not only Yuri, but all the other students were also seeing the purple-haired beauty's gentle smile for the first time, and they were all stunned.

"Then you can continue with your class. You can come to my office anytime if you need anything."

After saying that, she took the towel that You had used and turned away gracefully.

After seeing Annabelle off, Yuri noticed that Camus was staring at him in astonishment.

"The misunderstanding between me and Ms. Anna has been cleared up."

Yuri explained to her, "Don't let her appearance fool you, she's actually a very sensible teacher, haha."

Camus shook his head and said softly, "I'm not surprised, but..."

"Ms. Annabelle just looked just like Euryphus's mother..."

"At the very least, she should be called the older sister," Yuri sighed helplessly.

"Ms. Annabelle and Euryphus have actually made up!"

The students were talking a lot.

"I never imagined that the Child of Prophecy not only got along well with Teacher Irene, but also with Teacher Annabelle..."

The boys all cast envious, jealous, and hateful glances at him.