Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Mr. Ron, what are you talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Visia's face flushed slightly. Perhaps the events of the past had made her less shy in front of Ron, and now she even had the energy to change the subject:

"Sisi, go out and play, your sister has something to do."

As she spoke, the girl picked up the puppy that was lying at her feet, still whimpering pitifully, and took it outside.

"Mr. Ron, don't let it bark yet, or I'll be dead if Mom finds out."

With its neck caught, the puppy had no chance to resist and could only watch helplessly as its owner cruelly threw it out of the room.

She was left alone inside with that "wild man."

"Waaaaah~~"

The sound of claws scratching at the door came from outside, but unfortunately, there was complete silence inside, and no one paid any attention to the poor little dog in the hallway.

"Mr. Ron, please put your clothes on first."

Finally, Visia couldn't help but speak first, her head lowered, not daring to look at the person in front of her, a blush spreading to the roots of her ears, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Although Ron did have a great figure, she was still a virgin and had never seen anything like this before.

I felt that I couldn't decide whether to look or not.

Holding his father Earl Hobert's clothes, he stood somewhat awkwardly in front of the boy.

In the quiet room, Vicia's slightly heavy breathing sounded particularly jarring. Ron glanced at his grass skirt, then at the clothes in the girl's hands, and took them with a smile:

"Thank you, Miss Vicia."

"Okay. By the way, you can sleep in Sisi's room tonight. If you think it's dirty, I'll have someone bring over a new blanket later."

"it is good."

"It's getting late, so you should hurry over. It's in this room. Oh, and don't come here tonight, I'm scared."

"Wait a minute, Miss Vicia, have you forgotten something?"

Ron looked at the girl staring directly at him, sighed, and continued to communicate using his mental powers:

"We agreed on this in the carriage: he would teach me to read and find me some books to read."

"Oh, you mean this? But it's so late already, are you sure you still want to learn? Actually, it's not too late to wait until tomorrow, I'm not in a hurry."

You're not in a hurry, but I am!

Ron said to himself, then his tone became more serious: "I want to understand everything about this world as soon as possible, please."

"Oh, okay then. You wait here for a bit, I'll go read some of my usual books."

Although she didn't understand why he was so eager to learn as soon as he arrived, even though it was something she really hated, Visia decided to start teaching Ron to read tonight, adhering to the principle that she had to keep her promise.

"By the way, it would be best if it were a history book, as I'm more interested in that."

"understood."

The girl's voice faded from his mind. Ron stood there, a growing curiosity about the truth of this world: "What kind of world is this?"

The next morning.

When the maid came to Visia's room to wake her mistress up, wash up, and go to the dining room for breakfast.

As soon as I entered, I saw a girl with messy hair and red eyes looking at me.

She was immediately startled and couldn't help but scream, "Ah!"

"Stop shouting, it's me."

"Miss... what happened to you? Did someone bully you? Your eyes are all red from crying."

"No, no, don't overthink it. I just stayed up too late reading yesterday. Okay, you don't need to stand here anymore, let's go."

"But......"

"No buts, let's go, let's go."

Visia pulled her somewhat hesitant maid and left her room.

Not long after the two left, a small figure quickly slipped into the girl's room.

The tail wagging in mid-air indicates the owner's anxiety.

The puppy, Sisi, sniffed around the room, seemingly looking for something, but ultimately failed.

With its tongue lolling out and head drooping, it was just about to go back to its own bed for a nap when it suddenly smelled an unfamiliar scent in its room: "Awoo~"

The mournful cry echoed throughout the house, but unfortunately, it was breakfast time and no one paid any attention to it.

"Visia, are you sick? You look so listless today."

As soon as Visia, who had just finished washing up, entered the restaurant, her sleepy appearance immediately caught the attention of Mr. and Mrs. Hobart.

Seeing her daughter like this, the Countess frowned and said:

"Vicia, have you forgotten the bedtime I usually set for you?"

"Of course not, Mom. I was just too excited yesterday and haven't calmed down yet. I'll definitely get a good night's sleep today."

Hearing her mother's question, Visia quickly repeated what Ron had taught her the night before. Although she didn't want to do it, she had no choice but to do it in order to become a superhuman: "I'm sorry, Mom, but he insisted..."

The girl cursed inwardly the bastard who had insisted she teach him to read the night before.

At that moment, Ron, who was hiding in the shadows below, suddenly felt a tickle in his nose, and had a feeling that someone was thinking about him: "Adele or my senior?"

"Alright, alright, Visia is still young, we should be more tolerant of her."

Seeing that his wife was about to continue, and fearing it might cause his beloved daughter any psychological burden, Earl Hobert, acting as a peacemaker in the family, quickly stepped forward and said:

"Don't do that again, Vicia. Come and eat."

"Okay, Dad."

Visia gave her father, Hobert, a sweet smile, and then sat down next to her mother.

"Mom, what delicious food did the chef make today?"

"Hmph, your favorite Romantic caviar."

"Wuhu~ Yay!"

"Have you forgotten what I told you again? A lady should have ladylike manners when eating. Look at the way you are now."

"Hehe, I know, Mom, we're at home."

"You can't do this even at home."

"oh."

Seeing this, Hobart could only shake his head helplessly: "Let's eat, otherwise Visia will miss class."

Upon hearing this, the Countess fell silent, as did Visia.

Ron hid in the girl's shadow, eating bread and caviar that fell from above, while pondering the overall information about this world that he had learned from her the night before.

Since the advent of writing, the entire historical timeline of this world can be roughly divided into three nodes:

These are the Golden Age, the Silver Age, and the Iron Age, in which I am currently living.

The world is mainly divided into two continental plates, East and West. The East continent is further divided into three countries, or political alliances: the Kingdom of Carson, the Duchy of Myron, and the Federal Republic of Fetis, where I am located.

The western continent, on the other hand, is still a primitive continent that is being developed.

It has a similar structure to the various countries in Ron's previous life during the industrial era.

The only difference is that the main ruler of this world is not the three major kingdoms, but the Church of the Six Gods.

The main political system is the divine right of kings.

Within each kingdom, there exist one or more or more orthodox churches. For example, there is the Church of the Mother Goddess in the Kingdom of Carson, or the Church of the Lord of War in the Duchy of Myron, and the dualistic faith in the Federal Republic of Fettis: the Church of the Moon Goddess and the Church of the God of Wisdom.

Besides these four, there are also the Church of the Ocean Sage and the Church of the God of Commerce and Industry, two orthodox churches that exist independently among the various kingdoms.

"Why does this feel somewhat similar to a novel I read in my past life?"

Ron murmured to himself.

Just then, the old butler's voice came from outside the restaurant: "Your Excellency, two distinguished guests request an audience."