What kind of chat group is this?!

Kiana's scream echoed throughout the villa.

The matter of skipping most of the day's class is now being thoroughly settled.

The perspective returns to Theresa's room.

She had already washed away all the sweat. With a faint, milky fragrance emanating from her body, Lisa blew her hair until it was tousled, then nervously put on the white bodysuit she had prepared beforehand.

This white outfit is very sheer; when worn, it creates a striking contrast between white silk and flesh-colored skin.

The slight redness on the body can also make the fins stand out very well.

However, my own figure...

While Theresa was still wondering if her figure was attractive enough to the other person, she smelled a very familiar scent—the aroma of bitter melon juice.

Others might not be able to smell it, but Theresa was all too familiar with the smell of bitter melon juice, so she quickly ran to the kitchen.

But the allure of the bitter melon juice was quickly overtaken by other thoughts in her mind.

She's simply wearing only one piece of clothing!

Under the light, the two points and the line are completely transparent.

Theresa gave a short shout, feeling her cheeks burning slightly. She quickly turned her back and said in a trembling voice, "Um, I'm done washing up. You should go take a shower."

Lin Mo smacked his lips, leaned close to Theresa's ear and whispered something. Theresa's already rosy face turned even redder at this moment.

Chapter 76 I've been idly by your side for a long time, and I'm just beginning to try my hand at drawing flowers.

With her delicate figure and sweet voice, her tender skin, soft and boneless, sitting or lying in the white silk curtains, she resembled snow gathered under the moon, and her sheer white silk clothes made her even more pitiful.

These few words encapsulate the essence of Theresa.

If I had to describe it, it would be like holding a brush close to someone for a long time, trying my hand at drawing flowers for the first time, and then the river flowing wide and northward.

It's just a pity that Kiana, despite all her scheming, was captured by Raiden Mei, and ended up having to study all night instead of the morning study session.

His plan to use his Herrscher powers to switch Theresa with his own was thwarted, and he died tragically in Himeko's class.

Even more tragic is Precyth, who, after being placed into the Fiji Cup by Lin Mo, could perceive the outside world, but she was just a spirit of the Fiji Cup, only able to watch and feel.

Lin Mo, the only person who could communicate with her, had always refused to communicate with her. The most likely opportunity to communicate with her was when she used her to kill a man named Cú Chulainn.

Not to mention that Theresa was unable to carry the burden alone and was exhausted, so she came up with a bad idea to have Lin Mo use Precys as a substitute.

Poor Precyth was caught on the spot, his mind and soul corrupted, his entire being still in a daze.

After all, while Lin Mo was tormenting her, he was also criticizing her Originium Project as utterly worthless.

While his soul was being attacked, he also had to hear such humiliating words. Precys, whose mental state was not very normal to begin with, soon broke down.

It's beyond cruel.

The new day was not sunny.

The weather was gloomy, and it looked like it was about to drip water.

For some reason, Lin Mo suddenly blurted out the absurd statement, "If it's going to rain, it's going to rain; if ...

"Speaking of which, Mei told me before that your father is going to remarry. You... can accept that?"

"What's there to be upset about? He doesn't live with me anyway, so I can do whatever I want."

Lin Mo spread his hands: "The main thing is that I can't figure out how my friend's mother got together with that old man. Now I feel really awkward whenever I see my friend."

Sigh, it was caused by Motoyo Nagasaki.

"Oh dear. There are so many things I can't figure out." Theresa chuckled. "Sometimes thinking too much is actually bad for you."

Just as Theresa was about to say something, a phone call interrupted her.

She answered the phone blankly, and after some perfunctory response, she looked at Lin Mo and said, "Oh no, I have to go back to the headquarters of Destiny. Amber has taken sick leave."

"Can the Kaslana family bloodline actually get sick?"

"Logically speaking, no, but Amber is an artificial being just like me... Just as I am always in a state of restriction, Amber should also have some minor issues."

At this point, Theresa clicked her tongue: "I don't want to go to work, I don't want to go to work, I don't want to go to work! Why can't you be that Archbishop of Destiny!"

"I think you'll regret letting me take this position from day one."

Lin Mo thought for a moment about what he might do if he were the Archbishop of Destiny.

The first thing to do should be to head straight to the flower shop in Rita's home in England, right?

After all, Rita Losweiser is one of the few characters in this world who has both parents alive.

It would be quite amusing to see Rita, who is usually so calm, suddenly become flustered by her parents' sudden outburst.

It's not fun to tease the super silly goose; in fact, you might end up getting entangled in a fight with it.

As Theresa dressed, she also began to think about what Lin Mo might do.

The first thing... should be Blitz Rita's hometown, right? Or maybe Blitz Durandal or Susanna?

After all, there are only a few people in the Destiny Headquarters who can attract Lin Mo's interest, but after considering everything, Lin Mo is most likely to go directly to cause trouble for Rita.

After all, Rita kept her past well hidden, and no matter who asked, the answer was always that she had nothing to say.

In reality, Rita's life before becoming a Valkyrie was nothing special; she was just the daughter of an ordinary English gardener. So she wasn't hiding anything at all. It's just that she acted so mysteriously that very few people believed what she said.

While the two were lost in thought, Rita, far away at the headquarters of Destiny, felt a chill.

The sense of crisis she developed from years of working as a black glove for others made her feel like she was being targeted by something dirty.

It's the kind of chilling feeling that won't put your life in danger, but will definitely make you lose face.

Rita's uncomfortable expression made Durandal feel a little worried:

"Are you OK?"

"Lord Durandal, it's alright, it's just that I feel like I'm being watched."

Rita was already used to this kind of thing. She then asked, "Didn't Lady Vita come?"

"Not yet, it seems something has delayed it."

Durandal didn't think too much about it. If Rita said it was nothing, then it must be nothing.

As for Vita... Durandal feels that she and Rita are the same kind of person, except that one expresses extroversion and the other expresses introversion.

This feeling became even more pronounced after Vita began learning about maid-related matters from Rita.

If Rita feels a distance from everyone linguistically, she feels no distance from those she has frequent contact with in terms of actual emotional expression.

Navita is verbally approachable and friendly with everyone, but in terms of actual emotional expression, she keeps her distance from everyone.

At this moment, Durandal was only wearing a black, tight-fitting tracksuit.

"Since Rita, you're alright, I'll begin today's training."

Because Lin Mo drastically altered the Cocoon of the End, Durandal has had virtually nothing to do lately. After all, he is completely incapable of handling the affairs of a special civil servant, and the current situation requires a large number of clerks to deal with a series of matters.

As a fighter, all she did was train, train, train.

Of course, after learning that Kiana was her sister in a moral sense, she couldn't wait to find her sister to spar with every day.

However, Rita kept blocking this idea, so it couldn't be implemented at all.

There were almost no qualified sparring partners in the entire Destiny Headquarters. If it weren't for the circumstances, she would even have considered asking Lin Mo to be her sparring partner.

Super Dumb Goose quickly got on the treadmill and started running at a speed that a normal Valkyrie could never achieve.

When the black bodysuit was mostly soaked, highlighting Yulandel's beautiful curves, Vita finally arrived late.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, someone important to me has come, so I have to go see him. Oh, by the way, Rita, His Holiness the Bishop wants to see you."

Rita blinked, suddenly realizing where her chill had come from.

The current Destiny actually has three archbishops: Lin Mo, who doesn't care about anything; Raiden Mei, who is still in school; and Theresa, the acting archbishop.

There was only one person Vita felt compelled to see, and he was also the bishop she had the least contact with and felt was the most dangerous.

In the office of the Archbishop of Destiny

Theresa looked at the documents with a headache. It wasn't that she didn't know how to handle them, but she just found them troublesome.

Lin Mo glanced at Theresa, whose hair was slightly curled due to her irritation, and took the official document from Theresa's hand.

"Give me the stamp."

"Ow!"

Seeing that Lin Mo was willing to help her, Theresa finally smiled.

Lin Mo only glanced at the document twice before issuing his judgment, a speed that was hard to believe.

Before long, all the official documents were divided into three categories: executable, unexecutable, and sent back for redo.

By the time Rita arrived at the office, all of this had already been done.

Rita looked nervously at the bishop, who was about her age, sitting in the main seat.

Rita adopted an elegant and serene demeanor, and gave a slight bow. "Your Excellency, what brings you here to see me?"

"Nothing much, just came to see this legendary head maid."

Lin Mo's words left Rita momentarily bewildered, wondering what had happened. What did he mean by "come and see the legendary head maid"? Did he think she was some kind of extraordinary head maid?

"By the way, I did some research on your family background."

Lin Mo's calm words made Rita unable to hold back. She tried her best to keep smiling and said, "Your Excellency, if you have any complaints, you can tell Rita directly. There is no need to target Rita's family."

Theresa couldn't help but laugh when she saw Rita's attitude. She knew she couldn't do anything about Rita, and even trying to scare her wouldn't work.

Although Rita couldn't recall where she had offended the bishop, it was perfectly acceptable for her to apologize first in this situation.

"I find you quite interesting." Lin Mo said with a faint smile. "I only mentioned that I investigated your family, yet you said not to harm your family. Have you done something against your conscience?"

Rita's smile grew increasingly stiff, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer Lin Mo's question.

Her understanding of Lin Mo stopped at the time when he arrested people and filmed pornographic videos.

When Lin Mo said he was investigating her family, she only thought he was going to kidnap her family to do such a thing, without considering what kind of person he really was.

Now it seems that the other person is just like me, someone who enjoys teasing Theresa—someone who deserves to be teased.

Rita relaxed after thinking about this, but she was still shaken, so she confessed everything about how she had been a black glove before.

Although Otto did indeed instruct him to act as a "black glove," he did it, and no amount of sophistry could change that.

Finally, Rita emphasized again: "Everything Rita did was at the behest of the former bishop, not Rita's personal will."

She didn't want to be unfairly punished because of this.

While Rita was talking, her hands were not idle; instead, she earnestly brewed a pot of black tea for Lin Mo.

"Um..."

Lin Mo held his teacup. After listening to Rita's story, a subtle expression appeared on his face. He explained, "I didn't mean to settle scores with you. I just called you over for fun. After all, you're one of the few people my age that I know. As for what you did before... I don't care."

Rita maintained her serene smile: "Your Excellency, you are joking. Whether you care or not, as the former bishop's black glove, I have the obligation and responsibility to explain all of this to you."

Lin Mo didn't respond, but Rita was completely relieved when he simply said, "The black tea is delicious."

Regardless of whether Lin Mo intended to settle scores with her or not, she had to make things clear. In her view, Lin Mo's comment that the black tea was delicious meant that the past had been completely exposed.

Having worked as a black glove for so long, she naturally knew how treacherous people could be. Even if someone said they wouldn't settle scores, it didn't guarantee that they didn't think the same way.

However, Rita still doesn't understand why Lin Mo investigated her family background.

(In reality, Lin Mo didn't mean that at all; he was simply saying the tea was delicious.)

The office quieted down, and Rita felt somewhat uneasy.

On one hand, she wanted to go and tease Theresa, but on the other hand, she was worried that she would be teased by Lin Mo.

Rita was tormented by the guilt of both teasing others and being teased.

"Please have Rita deliver this batch of papers that have been sent back for re-approval to the appropriate people. If they have any objections, then let them have them."

Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, Rita felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She immediately picked up the pile of documents and left the office, saying, "Yes, Your Excellency."

It's just that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

Just as Rita left the office with the documents, she saw some incredibly clueless goose barge headfirst into the bishop's office.

Her high, golden ponytail shone brightly under the lights, with a few strands of hair sticking to her ears from sweat.