Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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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