You think you're worthy of saving the world?

Stella glanced at Yuri: "If you're not drinking, what's with that expression? It's disgusting."

Because she had just lost her virginity, Yuri had a radiant smile on her face, so oily it was no wonder she was considered disgusting.

"Don't be so aggressive."

Yuri sat down on the sofa and put her arm around Stella's shoulder.

Stella, her face tense, said, "People from the Papal Palace came yesterday."

Yuri then realized that Stella wasn't angry, but rather nervous.

His life had been so mundane lately that he almost forgot about Stella.

Her staying by the side of the Prophet as a magic teacher/slave has not yet been approved by the Papal Court.

"What do you say over there?"

"We are required to report to the Papal Palace next week and explain the situation to the Twelve Holy Sees."

"That's it..."

Yuri stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Even the Twelve Holy Thrones have personally intervened...

It seems the Papal Court has no intention of rewarding Yuri for his actions.

"And then there's more."

Stella turned to Yuri and said, “The Papal Court has found you a new teacher to teach you magic in my place.”

"!"

Yuri was taken aback: They actually used that trick?!

If the Papal Court insists that Yuri expel Stella, he can use public opinion, as well as the power of Rosalia and the Saintess, to put pressure on the Papal Court.

But if the Papacy finds Yuri a better new teacher, it would be unreasonable and ungrateful for him to refuse!

What a cunning move!

Yuri learning magic is not a big deal in itself; the Papal Court can accept it perfectly well.

But what they couldn't tolerate was Yuri finding herself a magic teacher.

Simply put, they don't want the Prophet to have too much autonomy.

For the Papal Court, the ideal situation would be for the prophesied child to obey their commands and continue to be their puppet even after reaching adulthood.

“I’ve inquired… The new teacher the Papal Court has prepared for you seems to be someone with a very impressive background.”

A genius female mage who, at a young age, achieved the eighth rank and was exceptionally promoted to chairperson of the Academy City Council.

Stella muttered resentfully, "She's tens of thousands of times better than someone like me, hmph... So, what does Yuri plan to do?"

The witch asked with a sour face, "Are you going to divorce me and replace me with a better new teacher?"

Anyway, I've never taught you anything in all this time, have I? The witch thought to herself.

"Does that need to be said?"

Yuri said with a serious expression, "My magic teacher, past, present, and future, is only Miss Stella."

"…………"

The silver-haired girl looked surprised and asked blankly, "Are you serious?"

Yuri nodded: "Extremely serious."

Yuri feels great being with Stella and has no intention of replacing her.

Besides, who knows if the new teacher is sent by the Papacy to keep them in check? You can't trust those kinds of guys at all.

“I don’t care what rank that guy is or what vice chairman he is… The only mage I acknowledge is Stella.”

"Oh...oh...you have good taste."

Stella blushed, turned her head to the side, and fiddled with the ends of her hair.

"Oh right! It's rare that we both have time today... Come on, let's have class?"

"That's okay."

After Yuri said that, Stella jumped up from the sofa with joy.

"I'll go get the magic book."

"Ah."

"I've been too lenient with you before. From today onwards, I'll train you properly."

Stella crossed her arms and smiled condescendingly at me: "Be prepared, my Master?"

[Your intimacy level with Stella, the "Ash Witch," has increased.]

[Great success, gained intermediate experience.]

Euryphus Falción's "Witch's Hand" level has been increased to Lv.22 → Lv.23.

Euryphus Falción's "Witch's Hand" level has been increased to Lv.23 → Lv.24.

Euryphus Falción's "Witch's Hand" level has been increased to Lv.24 → Lv.25.

134 Please put collars on us too...

On Tuesday at dinner time, Yuri, Stella, Annabelle, and Eileen gathered around the table.

Annabelle and Irene have Yuri's permission to now sit down at the table for dinner together.

Besides, Annabelle has stopped wearing those sexy lingerie-style maid outfits at home recently, as they are simply not suitable for housework.

Although Yuri said that Eileen no longer needed to wear a maid outfit, she claimed that she would stick to her maid persona.

"What's the maid attribute? Are you a female teacher?" Yuri frowned.

"Being a teacher is my daytime job. At night, I'm Master Yuri's maid~"

Eileen also said with a smile that Annabelle is no longer allowed to wear maid outfits.

"Why?" Annabelle suddenly seemed a little annoyed.

Eileen said matter-of-factly, "Because your attribute is female secretary. During the day you're a strict teacher at school, and at night you're Yuri's personal secretary... that's the kind of setting you have."

“Hmm.” Annabelle didn’t say anything more, seemingly accepting her fate.

"And what about me?" Stella asked curiously.

"Miss Stella is... Yuri's pet?"

"Huh? Why a pet?!"

"A woman's intuition~"

Yuri gasped: What keen intuition! This kid must not be allowed to live.

Because it was very inconvenient to wear while working, Eileen stopped wearing her original maid outfit and instead prepared an Albion-style maid outfit for herself.

The dress, with its minimal exposure, is elegant and dignified, perfectly complementing the young, pink-haired beauty.

The cinched waist design accentuates the curves of the figure, making it a feast for the eyes.

Tonight's dinner consists of beef and stew, cream soup, and a vegetable and fish salad.

"Who cooked dinner tonight?" Yuri asked, taking a bite of beef.

Recently, Annabelle and Erin have been dividing up their tasks. When one of them is cooking, the other will be responsible for cleaning and laundry, which makes things more efficient.

"What's wrong with me?" Eileen blinked.

"No, I feel like Eileen's cooking skills have improved recently," Yuri said truthfully.

"Really? It must be because they poured their love for their owner into the dish!"

Eileen twisted her shoulders and excitedly put her hands together.

She gets easily carried away by even the slightest praise: "Praise me more, praise me more!"

Annabelle frowned slightly, revealing a somewhat complicated expression.

"By the way... who made the spiced roasted chicken last night?" Yuri asked again after a few seconds.

“It’s me.” Annabelle looked nervous, her throat trembling slightly.

“It’s delicious. Can you make it for me again tomorrow?” Yuri turned to her and said, “And could you give Eileen some pointers? She’s still having some issues with the cooking.”

"!"

Annabelle's pupils dilated slightly, then she nodded vigorously: "Of...of course! I'd be honored!"

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she pressed her clenched fist against her ample breasts.

"Pfft! Isn't this too much of an attempt to please?" Eileen covered her mouth and chuckled.

“That’s not true,” Annabelle said coldly.

Eileen was referring to Yuri when she said she was trying to please him, but she didn't seem to realize it.

……

……

……

After dinner.

By the time Eileen and Annabelle finished their workday, it was almost 8:30 p.m.

The two of them appeared in Yuri's room.

"Anna and I are here. Is there anything I can help you with, Master?"

"Yes, come sit here."

Yuri moved two chairs to the side of the bed, then took out two scrolls.

"Is this..."

Eileen frowned: "A contract scroll that forces Anna and me to become the master's ○ slaves!?"