Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Time passed in a flash.
“Clotho!” the lecturer shouted.
“Here!”
A young man, who had turned his head around to chat with his classmates, hurriedly stood up.
“Answer my question.” The lecturer’s glasses obscured her face, but her eyes looked exceptionally cold. “What is the significance and impact of the Second London Treaty?”
“…” The youth racked his brain.
The Second London Treaty? That’s the treaty signed after Empress Sophia crushed all hostile powers in Britain and annexed its territory, right?
Ah no, that’s the content of the North Sea Treaty—
Crap, I’ve mixed everything up!
A cold glint flashed across the lecturer’s eyes as Clotho struggled to answer her question.
“You’ll remain standing for the rest of the lecture. I hope there won’t be a second time.”
Amidst the laughter of his classmates, Clotho sighed in resignation as he stood up and carried his book to stand by the side of the classroom.
After the class ended, the students gathered around him.
“Clotho, you are brave to let your attention wander during the head lecturer’s class.”
“I…” Clotho scratched his head.
Just then, a middle-aged man with rugged features dressed in elegant clothes strutted into the classroom. His footsteps hastened when he saw Clotho.
The students quickly scattered.
The head lecturer sure is vicious to summon Clotho’s father, who serves as a diplomat, over.
“…Ah?” Clotho was dumbstruck.
I know that I got distracted in class, but surely there’s no need to call my parents here over something this small, right?
The middle-aged man walked up to Clotho. His presence naturally commanded authority. “Come with me.”
Damn!
Clotho felt dizzy. He could only miserably drag his feet behind his stern father.
To his surprise, his father didn’t reprimand him. Instead…
“A transfer student from Serica will be transferring here this year. You’ll be taking care of her.”
Clotho was perplexed. “Wait, isn’t that an important responsibility? How did this task fall onto my shoulders?”
His father quietly stared at him.
Clotho spent a moment in thought bef
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