Did the villainous professor survive today?

When Krenk opened his eyes again, the sky was already turning a pale white, and the morning sun was hidden behind thick clouds, looking as lukewarm as a boiled egg.

Last night, Klenk slept very comfortably, as if he had found a perfect indentation in the corner that matched his body shape.

On the white ceiling in front of him, shimmering blue subtitles slowly appeared:

Strength Lv13 (145/300)

[Constitution Lv16 (15/420)]

"Wow, it works so well?"

Klenk was shocked, thinking to himself, "Are drugs really that effective?"

He remembered that when he checked last night, his strength and physique were only Lv12 and Lv15 respectively, but now they have each increased by at least one level.

Then, Krenk noticed something pressing on his chest.

He looked down and noticed that Sophia was fast asleep, nestled against his chest.

She held Krenk's waist, her delicate face pressed against his chest, her long, dark hair cascading down her sides, sleeping peacefully.

Kroenke: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Krenk reached out, aimed at Sophia's forehead, and then delivered a precise flick to the head.

Snapped!

After the crisp sound, Sophia slowly opened her eyes, looking at Krenk with a somewhat bewildered expression. She wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and said:

"Hey? Good morning, bro."

Then, after a few seconds, feeling a sharp pain in her forehead, Sofia burst into tears:

"Waaaaaah!"

Sofia, in pain, jumped off Krenk like a rocket, wailing and screaming.

"Brother, what are you doing?! Did you learn martial arts just to flick my head?!"

What do you think?

Krenk stared at Sophia, who was bouncing around on his bed, with dead fish eyes.

Sofia covered her head and complained loudly to Krenk:

"Having such a cute little sister to sleep with, shouldn't that be a very happy thing?!"

Have you all forgotten the principle that men and women should not touch each other?

"It's just sleeping together," Sofia said, her voice filled with anguish. "Brother, you don't love me anymore. We used to sleep together every day..."

"That was almost twenty years ago!"

"Yeah, we haven't slept together in ages, what's wrong with sleeping together once in a while..." Sophia sniffled, looking aggrieved.

"Go back to your room! Mom and Dad will be back early this morning, don't be embarrassed if they see you like this..." Krenk grabbed Sophia's ear and pulled her off the bed. He opened the door, then froze.

"Huh? Dad, Mom, you're back?"

Standing at the door was a man wearing a brown suit and a top hat. His hair was already a little gray, and he had several wrinkles on his face and a mustache.

Richard Ludwig

Death threat: None

Beside Richard stood a woman in a pink travel outfit. Her hair was jet black and beautiful, but her skin was somewhat loose. However, it was still clear that she had been a stunning beauty in her youth.

Julianna Ludwig

Death threat: None

"Yes, we're back."

Julianna nodded, took a step forward, and pinched Krenk's cheek, as if to check on his condition.

"Klenk, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Krenk shrugged. "Didn't Sophia say she wasn't hurt at all?"

"Juliana, take Sophia to breakfast. Krenk and I are going to the study to chat for a bit. We'll be right back."

Richard gave instructions, seemingly used to Sophia's dependence on her brother.

"Sophia, let's go."

Juliana smiled, grabbed Sofia's arm, and pulled her downstairs.

Watching the two figures disappear around the corner of the stairs, Richard turned around, called out to Krenk to follow him, and headed straight for the study.

Only the father and son were in the study. Richard closed the door and asked the question:

"Klenk, what's going on?"

"I extracted information from the assassin that he was an employee of the Russell family. Other than that, I told the law enforcement agency everything that needed to be told."

Kroenke knew that his father was a very rational person, so he chose to tell his father who had sent the assassin.

"Oh, it's them..."

Richard stroked his chin, nodded, and said in praise,

"Then it was right for you to conceal this fact from the law enforcement agency. They are a member of parliament's family and have close ties with the law enforcement agency and the Knights Order. Leaking the information would only alert them."

"However, I don't know the details of the assassination yet."

"Well, I'll go to the Barberini family later and have a private talk with their patriarch. Without substantial evidence, this matter is difficult to handle, so just leave it to me for now."

Richard thought for a moment and then said,

"Also, regarding the theory of the common origin of magic that you were forced to mention in your speech yesterday, I will have the newspaper try to handle this matter quietly and let it gradually fade away. Don't worry, in a few years, no one will remember it. By the way, also check where that guy named Louis got the lab photos from."

"Um."

Krenk nodded. Richard, as the father of the original owner, knew him very well. Therefore, he did not tell Sistine that he really knew the theory of the origin of magic.

"Alright, these are the two most important things right now. I'll handle those for you. Your task now is to prepare well for tomorrow's first class."

Richard patted Krenk on the shoulder and walked towards the door, heading to have breakfast.

"You should know that Princess Isabel is among these new students. If we can get in touch with her, then the chief professor position that our family worked so hard to obtain will be completely worth it."

"Father, I have been appointed by Her Highness to serve as her private tutor."

"Um?"

Richard paused for a moment, then stiffly turned his head, staring blankly at Krenk standing there.

"Wait a minute, what did you say?"

"I said, I am now Princess Isabelle's private tutor."

"No, when did this happen? How come I didn't know about it?"

Richard was completely bewildered.

The family arranged for you to teach the first-year students in the hope that you could use your position as a teacher to become familiar with the newly enrolled Princess Isabel, get closer to her, and eventually find an opportunity to establish a relationship with her.

How come you've already exceeded expectations before the first class has even started?

"Yesterday, after my speech, Her Highness invited me to her residence to talk about the theory of the common origin of magic, and then, well, you know, it all fell into place."

Kroenke gave Richard a look, signaling him to fill in the blanks himself.

Richard was visibly stunned for a few seconds.

The news was still too much of a shock for him. He licked his teeth, opened his mouth several times as if to say something, but then held back. After hesitating for a long time, he finally uttered:

"Do you need any support from me?"

"Not for now." Krenk shook his head. "If I had to say, oh, I'm a little hungry now, let's go get breakfast."

"Okay! Okay! Okay! No problem!"

Richard was quick to accept the information; he nodded with satisfaction, grinned, and patted Krenk on the shoulder forcefully, announcing a father's approval of his son.

Then, he turned around excitedly and walked lightly outside, intending to share the good news with his wife immediately.

Kroenke followed silently behind.

As soon as the father and son came downstairs, they saw Juliana hitting Sofia.

"Sophia, how old are you? Still thinking about sleeping with your brother? Aren't you afraid you'll never get married?!"

"At worst, I'll just marry my brother!"

"You're itching for a beating, aren't you!"

Julianna glared angrily, then turned to look at the two people at the top of the stairs.

"Hey! Richard! What are you looking at! Come and teach your daughter a lesson!"

"We've already agreed that you'll take care of the daughter and I'll take care of the son." Richard remained indifferent, not wanting to get involved.

"Kronk, what about you?! Are you just going to stare blankly like your father?!" Juliana turned her gaze to her son again.

"Brother, Mom hit me! You have to stand up for me!" Sophia complained fiercely.

Klenk seemed oblivious to what was happening before him. He went to the table, slowly picked up his knife and fork, and peacefully began to enjoy his breakfast.

Since things have come to this, let's eat first.