Teresa gently brushed off a strand of hair from her forehead and murmured, "They should lower his salary, Uncle Richard who didn’t notice this should have his salary lowered too."
Foster chuckled silently, shrugged, and said, "The Dean is quite busy."
"Hmm... Yes... I know..."
Gradually snapping out of some state, Teresa nodded lightly and mumbled, "You can understand the teachers too... After all, their skills are not enough... Ah... I shouldn’t say that!"
Foster didn’t mind, just gently patted Teresa’s shoulder: "That’s why in the next three years you must work hard, so our academy can have an exceptionally outstanding teacher."
Teresa blinked a few times in confusion and asked, "Which aspect should I work hard on?"
"At least not tripping every time you enter the classroom; being a teacher means wearing high heels."
With tea in hand, Lian walked over and affectionately pinched Teresa’s little face, "So you might as well consider staying with me..."
"Sorry, that’s the only thing I absolutely won’t do!"
Teresa let out a small squeal and smartly changed the topic, asking Foster, "Senior Foster, I have a request..."
He was momentarily stunned, then helplessly adjusted his glasses, "A request... alright, although I feel it’s not quite right, I am indeed prepared."
Lian looked at Foster in surprise, "Little Teresa hasn’t said anything yet, and you already guessed?"
"Well, sort of."
Foster touched the tip of his nose and nodded slightly.
Teresa blinked in surprise as well and then clapped her hands, "Great! Then give it to me right away?"
Foster was startled, "Now? Isn’t it too early?"
"Not early at all~"
Teresa earnestly shook her head, reaching her small hand towards Foster, "Quickly give it to me, senior."
Foster nodded helplessly, sighed gently, and then took out a crystal bottle filled with transparent liquid from his pocket, "Alright, if you want to try it first, then..."
"What is this?"
"Compound Water Agent..."
"Huh? Isn’t it the battle report from Holy Mountain Sumier?"
"What battle report?"
"The detailed battle report from Holy Mountain Sumier from a while back. Didn’t the Holy Church Union help Holy Mountain eliminate a supposedly large number of heretics? Regarding the battle report, surely we have it collected, right? Thank you, senior, for preparing it for me!"
"..."
"Senior?"
"Yes, of course, I took the wrong one."
Foster nodded slightly, then put away the bottle of [Compound Water Agent], turned and started walking out, saying without looking back, "Wait for me a moment, I’ll be back soon."
With that, he quickly left the student council office.
Seconds later
"Haha, hahahaha~"
"Pfft, hehehee~"
It was rare to see Foster flustered, and the two girls started laughing simultaneously, especially Lian, who was almost bent over with laughter.
"Senior was so cute just now!"
"That’s right, I’ve never seen him like this before."
"Hey! I thought Senior Lian often saw the unknown side of Senior!"
"He’s actually quite consistent inside and out, just sometimes doesn’t like to finish his sentences, you have to guess to know."
"Hmm, Sister Lian has it tough too..."
"You can’t really say that."
"Ah, it’s really nice, having a boyfriend and all~"
"If Little Teresa wants to find one, I’m sure you’ll find one soon, right?"
"Yeah, and then whoever gets found will be killed by Uncle Richard and Uncle Andre together."
"Very keen, that’s exactly what Foster said too."
"Clumsy as I am, I’m actually very smart!"
"Then let me help you improve your coordination..."
"No way!"
...
Fifteen minutes later
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Slightly sweaty on his forehead, Foster returned to the office, placing a stack of brand-new documents on the table in front of Teresa, and let out a gentle breath: "Everything you were looking for should be here."
"Thank you, senior."
Teresa obediently stood up and bowed, diligently pushing a cup of hot tea in front of Foster: "Senior, have some tea~"
Foster shrugged, glanced at Lan who had a smile on her face, and drank the perfectly warm herbal tea in one gulp. Just as he was about to say something, he realized Teresa had already started flipping through the dossiers at a speed unimaginable to common people.
This is what’s called differential treatment. Compared to the simple battle reports of the ’Black Vatican Priest’ in Misha County, the warfare among the Holy Mountain, Heretics, and the Holy Church Union’s Northern Expeditionary Army was not only transcribed onto official dossiers but was also carefully made with ink and paper meant to last for centuries.
Foster and Lan didn’t say another word as Teresa seemed very focused...
Hmm, but maybe not too focused, because merely five minutes later, Teresa lifted her head, emerging from her deep reading state.
Compared to when she previously reviewed the Misha County battle reports with great concentration and seriousness, the more detailed dossiers, even those with numerous annotations from eyewitnesses of the Holy Mountain battle, she didn’t spend much time on.
Even the usually composed Foster and Lan couldn’t help but show expressions of surprise.
"Well, since you’ve finished reading, Teresa."
Foster coughed lightly, then suddenly noticed the girl’s gaze drifting away inexplicably, as if completely ignoring his words. He had to cough again, raising his voice a bit: "Teresa?"
"Ah!"
Only then did the girl snap back to reality, hastily clutching the dossiers in front of her, then perhaps realizing how ridiculous she was being, she re-opened her arms, almost knocking over the magic crystal lamp on the table in the process.
"Little Teresa..."
Lan gently caught Foster’s favorite soft-glow magic crystal lamp with the tip of her shoe, then returned it to its original position while looking worriedly at her still dazed adorable junior: "Are you okay?"
"Eh? Ah? Me?"
Playing with her braided hair draped over her shoulder, Teresa jolted as if struck, and said repeatedly: "I’m fine, I’m totally fine!"
"Be careful."
Foster firmly pressed the back of Teresa’s chair, sternly told the girl who nearly toppled over: "I’m serious, Teresa, if you attempt to ruin the student council office like this again, I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to go back to the dormitory."
Teresa shrunk her neck, obediently curling up into a ball on her chair.
"Are you some kind of insect..."
Even someone like Foster Ward was finally driven to make a sarcastic remark.
"No, no, I’m not! Actually... it’s..."
Teresa shook her head vigorously, stammering: "I... I remember Senior Foster should have all the contestant profiles, right? For this Warfire League."
The latter frowned slightly and nodded: "That’s right, but it’s just some simple data, mainly appearances and representative forces."
"Really!"
Teresa immediately lifted her head, looking at Foster with great expectation: "Really, truly?!"
Foster stiffly nodded: "Uh..."
"Let me see! Oh no... Please lend me a look, Senior Foster!"
Teresa instantly stood up, bowed ninety degrees to Foster: "This is my lifelong request... Ouch!!"
Predictably, she bumped her head against the office desk which was too high for her.
Foster twitched his mouth: "What exactly are you trying to..."
"Let her take a look."
Lan interrupted him from the side, then casually fetched a form from the third drawer on Teresa’s left, pushing it in front of Teresa: "There."
"Thank you, Senior Lan!"
Teresa bowed again to Lan, then immediately eagerly opened the form, in both of their gazes, she ignored most of the content and directly flipped to the last page.
There was the registration information of the seed players.
"Hmm..."
Staring at the face shot during the drawing lots, the reluctant expression on the face, Teresa fell into a long silence.
Foster and Lan inexplicably held their breath too.
Five seconds later
"Found... found it..."
"Eh?"
"What did you find?"
"Senior Lan, Senior Foster, do you say..."
"Say what?"
"Teresa, calm down."
"Shouldn’t the Holy Church Union protect the promising Black Vatican Priest well?"
"Sure, but why did you suddenly bring this up, Little Teresa?"
"Teresa, calm down..."
"Then... then, even if Uncle Richard and Uncle Andre want to kill him... probably they won’t be able to, right?"
"???"
Chapter 1282: End
Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!
Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter