Mystery: Time Travelers of the Fourth Era

Chapter 461 Teaching and Resolving Doubts

"It's just skipping school occasionally, you can just ask for leave, right? Do you really believe that the school can teach Hazel anything?"

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"I can teach my own students; that's called extracurricular practice!"

Flora Jacob first retorted to Xia Er with a righteous tone, and then, maintaining this momentum, began to fight back, saying, "Men are just unreliable. When you encounter something and try to discuss it with him, he either makes excuses, gives you a perfunctory response, or launches into a bunch of high-sounding principles."

This statement isn't very aggressive, but it can still be somewhat hurtful.

At least, Xia'er's eyes twitched slightly. It wasn't that he was overly sensitive; he was just... somewhat surprised and curious about what kind of family education the Jacob family had up and down to this day.

It feels like the house has collapsed, or maybe it's my own house that's collapsed... Why are all the children of Abraham so polite?

What's even more absurd is that Hazel didn't speak this time. If Flora didn't mute her, it can only mean that Hazel has learned to think now, which is a good thing. Independent thinking is a good thing.

"Say what you will, my principles are unshakeable."

"Mr. Dantès is a devout believer of the goddess; you can't frame him with just a few words."

As Xia Er spoke, she glanced at her with a hint of disdain, "Are you a believer in the night? You're just pretending."

I can still tell who's on my side.

"That's so inconsiderate."

"But who can blame her when Hazel likes her?"

"If Hazel hadn't thought to tell you, you would have paid me at least £1000 for the information, instead of just giving me a cup of coffee."

"If you don't like me, I won't serve you either. Is the Church of the Night only led by you, chanting scriptures?"

Flora Jacob snorted, pulled the girl's slender legs back, put on her shoes, and placed the coffee cup and tray on the table with a light touch. She turned and walked to the door with a flourish. After opening the door, she glanced back, seemingly looking at the still-rotating chair, and said in a lazy tone, "Young people these days are so impetuous. Bishop Elektra is much better; she speaks with clarity and pleasantness."

boom!

The door closed quietly, which was considered polite.

Xia Er stared at the still-spinning chair in front of him, propped his head up with his left hand, and fell into a brief moment of thought.

He hadn't been treated this coldly in a long time, especially by women.

Normally, with a good-looking face, a respectable profession, and polite and unoffensive manners, one would always receive preferential treatment in Backlund's social circles, regardless of the woman one is with.

This guy, on the other hand, comes and goes as he pleases. He seems to be begging for help, but he doesn't. He looks intimate, but he doesn't reveal anything.

Oh, maybe they gave out some perks. Her legs and feet are very beautiful, but that's Heyr's body.

Their attitude towards the Church of the Righteous God was also very impolite.

Chael had only made a slight sarcastic remark about the other party's lack of faith. However, this Jacob not only used his teacher to intimidate him, but almost revealed his true intentions: "I don't believe in the Goddess of Night, so what? Your St. Samuel's Cathedral will still serve me, and your bishops will still pray for me."

The office door was no obstacle; Shael could still see Hazel smiling as she tossed 100 pounds into the offering box. When she said she was looking for Bishop Elektra, the priest on duty warmly led her directly to the bishop's rest area at the back.

Who raised this girl?

Xia Er chuckled as she took out the plate she had hidden earlier; the nuts inside were gone.

A thief never leaves empty-handed?

He looked down at the coffee cup, where perhaps a sip of coffee had been left unintentionally.

I think it's a lot of fun.

We can't just take it back untouched and let Hazel clean it, can we?

With a snap of his fingers, several servants emerged from the shadows and quickly passed by. A few seconds later, a clean set of utensils appeared before him, and the plate was also filled with crystal nuts, a special supply for the Church of the Earth Mother. These were basically cultivated by the druids themselves and were not sold publicly on the market.

Let's wait a few more years until the world is more stable, then continue to promote the development of the Church of Mother Earth and increase total food production once again.

These are trivial matters that can still be done.

Xia Er was not affected by the little incident and continued to eat nuts and read the latest issue of a fashion magazine.

Meanwhile, after visiting Bishop Elektra...

Hazel left the church amidst the friendly gazes of the priests and nuns.

The girl asked her teacher, puzzled. She felt that, given her teacher's personality, she shouldn't have given up so easily; returning empty-handed was definitely not in her teacher's nature.

"Teacher, should we continue investigating Mr. Dantès? Or...?"

At this point, Hazel didn't really have many thoughts. After all, she wasn't involved in the underworld and was still focused on investigating secrets and stealing things. She hadn't really considered murder or harming people because she didn't have much of a concept of it. The Macht couple had protected her quite well.

She had many questions, such as why she didn't continue to discuss things with Xia Er, and what to do next.

As for giving up?

She hadn't considered that Mr. Jacob must have had his reasons for doing this. Although Mr. Dantès was somewhat mysterious, he hadn't done anything wrong and was quite innocent.

Hazel hadn't thought that way. Her teacher was a demigod. If someone could make her teacher be cautious and indirectly test her, then that person was definitely a dangerous individual!

Who knew that he suddenly moved into his neighborhood and started getting close to his parents and everyone in the neighborhood? What was he planning to do?

"No rush, let the fish swim for a while."

Flora, munching on the nuts that Chael had peeled and given her, said in a rather pleasant mood.

"Since he's gone to such lengths for an identity, he must be planning something, and it's highly likely related to the Church of the Night. Let's wait and see what he's up to. If necessary, we can throw out some bait to make him reveal his true intentions."

Flora herself was not in a hurry at all. As a member of the Angel Family, she was not afraid of delays or attrition. The longer it took, the more information she could gather and the better prepared she could be. Normal wild extraordinary individuals, even if they were to go straight and become legitimate, would not actively seek to get close to the Church of the Night.

"If his true target is the Church of the Night, then... as we just mentioned, he'll owe you a favor. Think ahead about what you'd like him to do for you..."

"Remember, you need to boss men around more. The method doesn't matter—whether it's being affectionate or seductive, set an example first, then ask for a reciprocal exchange." It's all about your own methods. The more you boss him around, the more diligently you become, and the more he gets used to it. That's when you're a family, and your relationship deepens... It can be for your sake, for his sake, or for something else. Participate in his actions, influence him—that's what love should be like."

Flora smiled and wondered what Dawn Dantes's reactions would be if she made a few trips to St. Samuel's Cathedral, and also shared some life experience with her students.