god of tomorrow

How can someone who can so confidently spout such offensive terms as "president of the company," "big stick meat," and "banana" to fool naive young girls have anything to do with being introverted and naive? And he's not good with words? Laughable. If Gawain isn't good with words, then 99% of the people in the world are mute.

"This is too much! I'm not going to the girls' dormitory!" Gao Wen shouted angrily and struggled.

"No, I was just thinking of something happy, I wasn't laughing at you."

Herwi quickly tried to persuade her gently, her face turning red and her lips pressed down hard: "I've got it, you're full of good points, like your humor, you make me laugh as soon as you talk."

That's just silly!

"This is outrageous! Let me go! I want to go back to my dorm!"

"Gawain, don't be angry. I'll have Lily show you how to spray water. She can spray it two meters high!"

"I won't watch it, it's boring."

Gawain was being dragged along by Hervy, secretly laughing to death, but his face still showed humiliation and resentment: "President, I advise you to trust Chairman Dawn. Gauss will be a better knight. Let your sister choose him. I can't do it."

"Who said that? If Lily dares to choose Gauss, I'll break Gauss and Dawn's legs."

“What does this have to do with Gauss?” Gawain spoke up for justice.

"I'm happy."

"Is it possible that after meeting Gauss, you were captivated by his character and charm, and ultimately chose him without hesitation?"

"I, Hervy, am not the kind of person who easily gets bored with the old and craves the new!"

Hervy was furious upon hearing this, glaring at Gawain: "Listen up, I'm telling you right now, if I ultimately choose Gauss as Lily's knight, then... then..."

"So what?" Gao Wen held his breath.

"Let me be poor for the rest of my life!" Herwi gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, leaving no way out.

That's ruthless!

Gao Wen gasped: "President, you're so kind. Your encouragement has given me a lot of energy."

"As long as you know!"

Poor Hervy, completely manipulated by Gawain, wanted to say something encouraging, but Gawain stopped her.

I can't say any more. If I keep talking, the truth will be exposed and I'll definitely be beaten to death.

Ahead, the girls' dormitory.

Chapter 79 From today onwards, you belong to my... sister.

The layout and architectural style of the girls' dormitory area are not much different from those of the boys' dormitory area. The front row of neatly planned slab buildings are arranged squarely on both sides of the road, and behind them is a garden green belt. Only after passing through can you see the villas.

If we had to point out a difference, the security in the girls' dormitory area is much stricter. The school is most afraid of male students dying in the school, so all males entering and leaving the gate, whether teachers or students, must strictly register their school information and leave their ID cards.

Generally speaking, visiting each other's dorm rooms is prohibited for people of the opposite sex, regardless of gender. However, there are exceptions. Leaving aside doctors and nurses at the school hospital, students in the news agency and student union are allowed to register and visit each other's rooms.

In addition, the girls' dormitory area also has a long-standing cultural heritage – a wall in the dormitory.

There is a photo wall in front of the girls' dormitory. The printed photos are all of male students on campus. Some photos are marked with an X to warn female students to be careful and to stay away if they encounter such a person.

Hill's photo was hanging on the wall, grinning and making a peace sign.

There are also some photos that are not marked with an X and have a certain degree of repetition.

Among the people Gawain knew, he had the most photos of student council president Dawn, with over a hundred of them, and about ten of them of Hugh. Each photo had a signature, but for some reason, the signature on each photo was different.

Gawain was no good; he only had one photo, signed Hervey, with a cross and flame-shaped barbecue grill design drawn next to it.

Those who know, know; those who don't, interpret it as a wanted poster—the meaning is roughly the same: I want his head!

If Gao Wen were here, he would definitely realize why his high-scoring charm couldn't attract the senior students.

The photo wall has been passed down for many years, though the exact year is unclear. It originated from a rivalry between two noble ladies, and others, finding it effective, followed suit, updating it annually, and that's how it has been passed down.

In terms of style, the girls' dormitory is much wilder than the boys' dormitory. Many of the girls update their dormitories every month, and some are so diligent that they can even update them every day.

If you didn't know better, you'd think this was a serialized story!

In Hill's words, the history of nobility is so long that it predates the tradition of universal theology; nobility existed in the world even before gods and kingdoms.

Because of its long history and complex composition.

Nowadays, nobles can be roughly divided into three types: one type adheres to ancestral teachings and has the demeanor of a prestigious family; another type is mediocre but content with their lot; and the worst type is the third type, who, relying on their noble birth and privileges, do things that are worse than those of pigs and dogs.

Some aristocratic girls nowadays pursue so-called romantic excitement all day long, flirting with men at private banquets, wanting to have in-depth conversations after only a few words, treating relationships like a game, and showing no self-respect or self-love whatsoever.

To girls like these, Hill only has four words to say: Please contact me!

Gawain was unaware of this lineage.

All told, he had only been at the Royal Magic University for a month, and had just settled in when he was captured by Hervy on the seventh day of his enrollment. His charm hadn't even had a chance to shine before a wanted notice brought his life to an end.

After that, I was busy every day in the gymnasium, library, dormitory, and teaching building, rushing around for the task. I wished there were 48 hours in a day. I was busy in circles and had no idea about these twists and turns.

His cronies were all ascetic and never proud of it; Raab was a scumbag who only worked out to attract his brothers; Hill had a bad reputation and never mentioned it, and no one had ever told him about the photo wall.

I didn't see it today either.

Gao Wen saw a notice on the wall in front of the girls' dormitory from afar. It was quite long. He was curious if any senior girls were selling second-hand daily necessities at a discount. Just as he was about to go up and join in the fun, Herwi grabbed him and pulled him away.

The friction was great, and Gao Wen struggled many times along the way, but he was too lazy to struggle anymore.

After registering at the door, Herwi dragged Gawain inside.

Under the streetlights, several female students, lightly made up and radiating youthful energy, walked and chatted, seemingly having arranged to go to the shopping street to celebrate their Saturday off.

Senior A: Do you have a man with you?

Senior B: No, only dogs. What about yours?

Senior A: They're all scumbags.

Senior C: Look there, that's the red-haired demon queen! And the guy next to her must be Gao Wenxue, right? He's just as clear-eyed as in the photo, and quite handsome!

Senior D: Hmph, hugging so tightly, who are you showing off to!

Senior C: How sour! Judging from your tone, are you planning to snatch it and use it yourself?

Senior D: Why not? Shooting into an empty net is no fun. Goals with a goalkeeper are much more exciting.

Senior E: That's hilarious, can you beat her?

The conversation ended as the conversation stalled. As Hervy dragged Gawain past, the group made way for them, heads bowed, searching for ants.

As the saying goes, when a group of women are vying for a man, it's not because the man is so outstanding, but because they don't want to lose to the other women.

This approach wouldn't work on Hervy. The top student in the Philosophy Department, Baturu, dominates the South District. He even dares to chase and beat up the Dean's grandson. If you piss her off, the barbecue grill won't be a warning; it'll be a live broadcast.

If you don't want to lose face for yourself and your family, behave yourself and don't try to steal food from her bowl.

"President, those senior girls seemed to be praising my handsomeness just now?" It was Gao Wen's first time entering the girls' dormitory, and everything was new and exciting, especially the clothes racks on the balcony, which were all kinds of fancy.

Unlike the boys' dormitory, it wasn't nice at all; even the shorts hanging on the clothes rack had holes in them.

Instead of feeling ashamed, they take pride in it. All they talk about is war. Do you know how difficult it is to tame a wild pair of underpants?

"Don't believe their nonsense, and don't pay any attention to them. Just treat them as if they're praising a dog."

Herwi warned with a serious face that the girls' dormitory area was fraught with danger, with frequent horrific incidents of people being dragged into the woods and eaten. She warned Gawain not to wander around or look around, and to never leave her sight.

After saying that, she tightened her grip on the arm in her arms.

Is the cannibalism you're talking about the kind of eating I understand?

Gawain's eye twitched. He felt that Hervy was making a suggestive joke, but considering that this guy didn't even understand the implied meaning of "big stick meat," he was probably overthinking it.

"But they seem to have misunderstood our relationship." Gao Wen never forgot every assist from passersby, steadily catching them and turning them into progress in eating noodles.

"That's why I said it's all a lie."

Hervy snorted coldly. She was so worried about Lily finding a good knight that she even spread rumors about her boyfriend. Did she think it was easy for her?

After walking several hundred more steps, we arrived at our destination.

The villa was unremarkable, inhabited only by the sisters Lily and Hervey, and Becky, who served tea and water.

Becky isn't here; the news agency is working overtime.

A mysterious sponsor provided too much funding, ordering large quantities of the school newspaper daily to be given to businesses along the street in the university town, resulting in poor sales on campus but a continuous surge in sales off campus.

What? The news agency is out of material?

Hey, it's no big deal.

The mysterious sponsor proactively provided the second prince with a large amount of his dark history, allowing the news agency to print and write about it with confidence, and to receive payment for whatever was printed, with someone to take responsibility if anything went wrong.

According to rumors, the school newspaper has successfully broken out of its niche and has now entered the capital city's sales market, receiving widespread praise from the general public.

The struggle for the crown prince position has always been like this!

You can't blame Hugh for being ruthless; he was just too eager to improve.

On the contrary, the second prince's counterattack has been slow to materialize, leaving one wondering whether he intends to swallow his anger or is preparing a major move.

If they're holding back a big move, the news agency will definitely be on the list of targets for retaliation, and the initiator of the incident, the junior reporter using the pen name Fickmuse, will certainly get a good kick out of him.

In the study on the second floor, Lily lay on a recliner, pale-faced, basking in the moonlight, wearing pajamas and draped with a black blanket.

His hobbies are reading and drinking black tea, which he keeps even when he has heatstroke.

"I'm back!"

Hervy pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Lily so weak, she quickly filled a cup of black tea and said indignantly, "That wretched Becky, she's still out there earning overtime pay at this hour. Doesn't she think about what good all that money will do if Lily is gone?"

Is it possible that you arranged for Becky to work overtime?

Is it possible that Becky is still in her internship and doesn't get overtime pay for working overtime?

Lily sighed softly and took the black tea that was handed to her: "You still know how to come back. I thought you went to find Gao Wen to book a room again."

The harsh tone wasn't directed at Hervy, but at Gawain, who had really messed her up. This heatstroke had seriously injured her, and she'd be bedridden for at least two months.

"Lily is so sick, if I don't stay by your side, am I even human?!"

"At least you have a conscience."

Lily felt a warm feeling in her heart and took a sip of sweet black tea.

"So I brought Gawain back."