Are you worthy of saving the world?

So no matter what happens next, it will be her own fault.

At the same time, Irene also hopes that Annabell can learn from this lesson and be more tactful in her dealings with others in the future.

"You have been promoted to the third level?"

Annabell stared at the black-haired boy in a daze.

The old principal answered on behalf of Yuri with a proud face: "Yes, Yulifis is really amazing!"

Hearing him say this, Annabelle suddenly felt like countless ants were crawling on her back.

She recalled the bet she had made with Ulysses two days ago.

If Ulysses really becomes a formal student, I must wear a maid outfit and go to his house to be his maid! ?

At that time, Annabell agreed very readily, because she felt that Yuri had no chance of being promoted to the third level...

But now it seems that this bet is ridiculous!

As a school teacher, I have to be a maid for my students?

Annabell's shoulders were shaking. She felt scared: if Principal Joseph knew about their bet, she might be fired from the school!

It can be said that his own destiny is now completely in the hands of Ulysses.

Regret, humiliation, uneasiness, helplessness...so many negative emotions surged and swelled in Annabelle's chest, making her face pale.

"Anna...are you okay?"

Erin walked up to her, grabbed her arm, and asked worriedly.

"I am fine."

Annabell took a deep breath and adjusted her mood a little.

Then she forced a stiff smile.

"Congratulations...Ultimes, I never thought you would become a special student of St. Cromwell."

Annabell's voice was shaking badly.

She knew very well that she had lost miserably in this duel with Ulysses.

All she could do now was to maintain her last bit of decency and elegance.

"It's really beyond my imagination. You are excellent...

I must admit, I underestimated you in the past...

You are a true genius, and I am proud to have a student like you..."

Yuli smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Anna. Getting your recognition is probably the happiest thing for me today."

"Ugh."

The purple-haired teacher's cheeks grew even hotter.

This is an obvious sarcasm and irony.

Ulysses once said: Of all the teachers, Annabelle's approval is the only one he doesn't need.

After that, Annabell stood in the principal's office like a log, listening in silence to Principal Joseph's endless praises for the Child of Prophecy.

Of course, she herself had to occasionally agree with him.

Every minute and every second was like suffering for her, and the humiliation of defeat continued to burn her dignity like a raging fire.

By the time she walked out of the principal's office, Annabelle's nails had sunk into her palms and her legs had lost all feeling.

"Teacher Anna!"

Yuli's voice came from behind, forcing her to stop while she was trying to escape.

Annabell turned around, her shoulders shaking as she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"Anything else? Ulphis-san."

Looking at the distraught beautiful teacher in front of him, Yuli not only did not feel pity, but the dark sadistic heart that had cooled down a little began to boil again.

Yuli walked up to Annabelle and gave her a devilish smile.

"..."

That smile gave Annabell a very bad feeling.

She realized it.

My nightmare seems to have just begun...

116 Rosa: Little Yuli, can we eat now?

"Is there... anything?"

Even though Annabelle tried to remain calm, her voice was trembling slightly.

"Please tell me your measurements." Yuli raised an eyebrow.

Annabell suspected that there was something wrong with her ears and showed an unbelievable expression: "Wha...what?"

Yuli spoke calmly and slowly, as if he was describing something very ordinary:

"Please tell me your measurements so I can prepare a maid outfit for you."

"...Woo."

Annabell lowered her head and remained silent, then heard Yuri continue speaking in a relaxed tone.

"You haven't forgotten our bet, have you? Or do you intend to refuse to fulfill it?"

Yuli raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, even if you want to breach the contract, I won't have any objection. After all, you..."

"...93."

"what?"

Annabelle was filled with immense humiliation, biting her lips and humming a set of numbers.

"93...65...94...These are my measurements."

Yuli pinched his chin and examined it as if he was examining a commodity.

Annabell felt that the black-haired boy's gaze was like a poisonous snake.

From the high heels to the legs wrapped in black stockings,

Sliding up along the round buttocks and slender waist, passing through the plump twin peaks,

Finally, it stopped at her face.

"Teacher Anna, shouldn't you lose some weight?"

"...Woo!"

The purple-haired teacher's delicate body began to shake and tremble.

Yuli disagreed and continued to comment: "Even custom-made clothes consume more fabric than others.

It's really an unrestrained figure, especially the butt... isn't it too plump?"

The direct and explicit verbal humiliation made Annabelle's cheeks hot and her mouth dry.

Her brain began to feel dizzy and even her consciousness began to blur.

Even though her heart was filled with resentment, shame and anger, Annabell did not refute.

She tried her best to show some final decency and elegance: if she used her status as a teacher to scold the other person at this moment, she would be completely defeated.

Annabell held her left wrist tightly with her right hand, and stood with her head lowered like a child who had made a serious mistake, murmuring weakly.

"I'm sorry. I will pay more attention next time."

When she came to her senses, Annabelle found that Ulysses had disappeared from the corridor and Irene was standing next to her.

"Anna..."

"I-I'm fine!"

Just as Irene was about to come up to comfort her, Anna bit her lip and interrupted her angrily.

She hugged her rapidly rising and falling chest and pretended to be calm, "It's just being a maid for the little devil for a week. This kind of trivial matter is nothing!"

"Well... it's great that you think so."

Irene nodded in agreement, but secretly thought in her heart: Don't worry, Anna. I will accompany you too...

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Augusta Empire, imperial capital.

A new morning arrived at the Valentine family's private estate.

The golden and brilliant sunlight shines into the courtyard, and crystal clear dewdrops hang on the leaves, reflecting brilliant colors in the morning light.

In the garden decorated with countless flowers and shrubs, there was a beautiful figure sitting at a white table.

The delicate and noble figure seemed to blend into the magnificent environment around it, forming a dreamlike picture.

Rosalia, who had just finished working all night, sat alone in a chair, quietly enjoying the rare and pleasant morning time.

Just then, a figure broke into the garden.

Her steps were fast but so quiet that the birds resting on the grass didn't even notice her passing by.

"Good morning, your highness."

The young girl walked quickly in front of Rosalia, then knelt on one knee and bowed her head.

"This morning, I received a call from the Vatican. Lord Ulysses officially became a special student of St. Cromwell the afternoon before yesterday."

"Is it……"

Rosalia just nodded nonchalantly, as if she had expected this.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."