Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

The martial arts tournament has come to an end.

In the final team battle, Rogge's team once again emerged victorious.

Roger single-handedly won all three championships in the entire martial arts tournament in front of a large audience.

Now he's truly famous.

[Goal achieved.]

You swept all the championships in the martial arts tournament.

[Building connections with students from the Royal Academy improves one's reputation.]

His status as a mortal could no longer restrain Rogue, and many Celestial students began to look at him with new respect.

However, it's hard to say how happy Roger was at that moment.

On one hand, it was a team battle, but Ira was absent, and in the end, Maya had to help substitute.

On the other hand, there's the sudden update of system tasks.

What does it mean to make a choice?

Roger didn't even know where the choice came from.

"Hey, Roger, what are you daydreaming about?"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Roger looked at Julie, who had called him.

The awards ceremony had just ended, and the group had just left the venue, preparing to celebrate together.

Julie nudged Roger lightly, winked at him, and gave him a meaningful smile.

"So, who are you going to choose?"

"You're asking the same question? What do you mean, 'choose one'?"

Roger was completely bewildered.

"Of course, it's the Miss Royal pageant tomorrow!"

Julie rolled her eyes at Roger, then asked with ill intent.

"I've registered Fiora and Ling Sha for the lottery, so who are you planning to vote for?"

"..."

Roger's expression froze.

Looking up, Princess Lingsha and the Holy Sword Maiden also heard Julie's question and stopped to look over.

"..."

For the first time in a long time, Rogge was drenched in sweat.

The deadly questions about trenches are still chasing me.

It's one thing to appear in a stage play, but why does it have to appear in real life?

Rogge finally understood the meaning of the system task.

The problem is, who can save him now?

Someone please save him!

Suddenly, a half-baked voice came from behind.

"Junior Brother Roger, long time no see. Congratulations on winning all the championships in the martial arts tournament."

The second princess brought Shulan over and greeted Rogge.

"Senior!"

Without saying a word, Roger stepped forward and warmly shook hands with the second princess.

"I'm so touched! Thank you for your congratulations, senior! I will always remember your kindness!"

"Oh? Hehe..."

The second princess forced a smile.

I was slightly taken aback by Rogge's sudden enthusiasm.

She hadn't actually come looking for Roger on purpose; they just happened to bump into each other at the exit, and she greeted him out of politeness.

Unexpectedly, her appearance elicited such a pleasant surprise from the other party.

It seems my intuition was right; the other party probably admires me.

That being the case.

She accepted this man.

Thinking of this, the Second Princess's hypocritical smile became a little brighter.

Rogge was unaware of what the second princess was thinking.

He was only grateful that he had escaped a life-threatening situation.

Rogge released the second princess's hand.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze met that of Shulan standing to the side.

"..."

At that moment, Shulan's eyes remained calm, without any sign of dissatisfaction.

Rogge felt a guilty sense of being caught in the act.

Or rather, I feel guilty.

He is a sinful king of a foreign race.

However, she was with the swordswoman of the Holy Race and the princess of the Human Race.

For Shulan, who was of a different race, this was absolutely a betrayal.

Perhaps the choices made in the system's objectives are not as simple as a life-or-death question.

……

The second princess did not linger. After exchanging pleasantries with Rogge and the others, she left with Shulan.

However, before Rogge and the others could set off, another uninvited guest arrived.

"That damn brat!"

The King of the Spirit Kingdom glared at Rogge like a demon.

He looked like he wanted to tear Rogge to pieces.

As the King of the Spirit Kingdom, an eighth-level superhuman, once he fully unleashes his pressure, ordinary people simply cannot withstand it.

If it weren't for his [Unyielding Will] talent, Rogge would probably have been crushed.

But he didn't know how long he could keep going.

Fortunately, Princess Lingsha spoke up in time, instantly shattering the King of Ling's prestige.

"Dad, what brings you here?"

"Of course I'm here to see my little darling."

The King of Ling Kingdom smiled indulgently, his previous sternness completely gone.

He's a total doting father to his daughter.

"Sasha, Daddy has been watching your performances, and they're absolutely fantastic! Whether it's a stage play or a group performance, you're irresistibly adorable! You truly are our family's little darling!"

"Ah...ha! Dad, why are you saying this here! Humph! Ha...you're not allowed to say another word! Get out of here!"

"Sasha is so cute... Not only her dad, but also her mom, brother, and sister are here. We want to have a family reunion dinner! You can bring your friends along."

"Together? To meet... to meet the parents?"

Ling Sha paused, then instinctively glanced at Rogge.

His already flushed face suddenly steamed out with a "pop".

"Ugh! No way! I... I can go by myself!"

Princess Lingsha held her head in her hands, agonizing for a long time, before stomping her foot angrily.

She decided to sacrifice herself and send her father away as soon as possible.

To prevent the other party from saying anything inappropriate.

Princess Lingsha apologized to everyone, then pouted and pushed the King of Ling away in dissatisfaction.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

The others looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Lingsha needs to go back to be with her family, so what should we do next?"

"What else can we do? We've already had two nights of celebration banquets. This time, we'll all just go home."

Roger, who had narrowly escaped death, shrugged.

The Fiora next to him nodded.

I have something to do tonight.

"Actually, my family came too..."

Maya raised her hand and said.

Seeing that no one wanted to have a meal together, Julie had no choice but to give up.

"Alright, let's call it a day then."

……

Night fell quickly.

During the school's anniversary celebrations, the Royal College remained brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Various stalls are set up on both sides, offering a wide variety of unique foods and goods.

Many students and tourists strolled around, their laughter and shouts filling the air.

Roger, dressed in his college uniform, arrived at the amusement park.

Despite the crowds in the amusement park, Roger spotted the figure standing alone in a dimly lit corner, waiting for him.

"Why are you here so early?"

Rogge said to the Sword Maiden.

He slowly approached the Sword Maiden, only to find that she was not wearing her usual academy uniform.

Instead, she changed into a light and airy dress.

Roger raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is this the dress you're wearing to the Miss Royal Pageant tomorrow?"

"no."

Fiora shook her head, then stared intently at Rogue.

I'm hungry.

"...I knew it."

Roger sighed helplessly.

"Let's go then, after all, I promised to treat you tonight."

This is the price of winning an individual championship.

Last night, in order to secure the individual championship, Rogge bribed Fiora with a treat tonight, successfully getting her to forfeit in the finals.

The two blended into the crowd.

Rogue and Fiora are now quite famous.

Fortunately, the surrounding area was bustling with noise and dappled with light, so few people noticed them.

"I want to eat this."

Fiora pointed to the barbecue stall.

"understood."

Roger then went to the boss to pay.

Then, under the guidance of the Fiora, they packed up every kind of kebab.

Rogge carried a large bag of kebabs, while Fiora reached in and took them out to enjoy.

Seeing the Sword Maiden wearing a clean dress, yet her hands and mouth were covered in oil from eating.

Roger's lips twitched slightly, his deep-seated obsessive-compulsive disorder about to surface.

He couldn't help but take out a tissue and wipe the swordswoman's hands and mouth.

"Didn't I teach you proper manners? Can't you pay attention to your appearance and not get your skirt dirty?"

"I want to eat that."

"Can we finish the barbecue first... Okay, okay, stop staring at me like that. You're the boss tonight, I'll go buy it, alright?"