Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 264: The Greatest Distance

In the silent classroom, Roel Ascart and Lilian Ackermann sat in the same row but with two empty seats between them.

At the front of the classroom, Chris stared at the chasm of awkwardness that stood between the two of them at a loss.

This shouldn’t be. Roel has joined the academy not too long ago, and he shouldn’t have met Lilian over the past week. Why does the atmosphere between the two of them feel so cold, as if they have a grudge against one another?

Unaware of the short confrontation between her two students prior to the entrance ceremony, the crimson-haired teacher was utterly bewildered. However, there was someone who was even more bewildered than her in the classroom, and that was Roel.

There was only one question lingering in his mind at the very moment.

R*ddit: How do I interact with a woman whom my ancestor has tasked me to knock up? Need urgent answers right away!!!

Roel felt his mind slowly turning numb. Had this been before his encounter with Ro in the dungeon, he would have simply maintained a polite distance between the two of them, but now…

Just looking at Lilian’s face would make him uncontrollably recall the mission Ro had entrusted to him with a pat on the shoulder!

It was already bad enough to knock up an unmarried woman, but he even had to do it behind the back of her family members. This was such a scummy move that Roel felt conscience-stricken just thinking about it. He felt like he had lost the moral high ground here, which resulted in the weakening of his airs as well.

He hadn’t tried gathering information about Chris’ students as he was preoccupied trying to hide from far too many people hounding him down, and he had already made up his mind about choosing Chris as his academic advisor. As a result, he was completely caught off-guard by the turn of events.

It was out of awkwardness from his ancestor’s instruction that Roel had fallen silent, but Lilian’s silence stemmed from her deep contemplation.

Was it deliberate?

Her stoic face concealed her thoughts, but her eyes were slowly gro

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