Chapter 290
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Chapter 290: I Didn’t Want to Marry the Teacher!
Under the watchful eyes of four people in the small tavern, Tina dashed out of the tavern with nearly lightning speed, her figure quickly fading into the night of Hillenbrand Town.
Those who didn’t know would never guess that Tina’s remarkable job was a Moon Elf priest; most would think she was some kind of elven ranger, very agile and quick like Max+.
Even Isabella felt that her usual sprinting speed was not much better than that…
But soon, she realized why Tina was running so fast.
"Wait… what is that mischievous elf trying to do? Oh no! Lolth is really in danger!"
Isabella’s expression changed slightly as she sensed something was off and couldn’t help but exclaim.
"I told you everything is fine," the landlady said to Isabella with a puzzled look, "that little elf girl seems a bit clumsy; why don’t you believe me…?"
"No, Lady Kanor’s mother, I completely trust your judgment," Isabella replied with a sigh, "it’s just that you may understand ‘abyssal creatures’ and that kind of fruit, but you don’t know that elf very well… her behavior just now did not seem like someone who wanted to protect Lolth!"
Isabella said this and silently activated her swift aura.
"So, forgive my rudeness, I must take my leave now! Thank you very much!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Isabella rushed towards the torture tower outside the tavern.
Her speed was even faster than Tina, as she chased after her!
Watching the two girls disappear and the tavern’s wooden door swaying in the strong wind, the landlady smiled.
"Oh dear… being young is wonderful…"
This left Kanor and Dorothy looking at each other in surprise.
Kanor looked at her mother and cautiously asked, "So, mother… is Master Lolth really in danger? Should I go too?"
"You? Stay out of it," Landlady Fuen said while taking a sip of her drink, looking at her adopted daughter with a mix of frustration and concern. "You’re only eight; you shouldn’t be involved in these matters— even if you were, don’t come home talking about some forbidden teacher-student relationship! You can learn from her, but if you dare to change your name to Sokabus, don’t call me your mother! Now go wash up and get some sleep!"
Kanor listened to her mother’s stern scolding, only half-understanding it, but the little girl didn’t feel any negative emotions. She simply nodded and walked toward her room.
"Okay… then see you tomorrow, Sister Dorothy."
After Kanor spoke, the landlady behind the bar also glanced at Dorothy, her eyes slightly squinted with a hint of drunkenness and fog.
"Maria Diana is your… great-great-great-great-grandmother? Right?"
Hearing this, Dorothy was not surprised and gave a gentle nod.
"Yes, dear lady."
She had realized that this seemingly ordinary landlady was quite extraordinary.
After all, being able to adopt a genius girl like "Martial Sister Kanor," and even have Tina and Isabella, two legendary Superoperators, seek her advice surely meant that her elder martial sister’s adoptive mother was special.
"Well, I wasn’t mistaken, but there’s something strange about you… even worse than that guy An… Never mind, since you are Kanor’s peer, you are also her disciple," the landlady shook her head, "Let that little one Lolth worry about it… Hmm, if you want to marry her… the descendant of a hero, that guy probably wouldn’t mind—so if you want to get involved with the torture tower, it’s not impossible."
"What are you talking about?" Dorothy listened to this and couldn’t help but reply, "I have pure admiration and gratitude for Teacher Lolth, without any… mixed thoughts…"
She lowered her head and spoke rather seriously.
After saying this, the landlady was stunned for a moment, then she started to laugh.
"Oh, I see! Then just think of me as being drunk—oh dear, when a person gets older and has a little drink, they tend to babble, don’t pay too much attention, Miss Dorothy."
The landlady said this while shaking her head.
"It’s okay… Well, I should go now."
Dorothy said this, turned around, and hurriedly left the small tavern.
Her face turned a bit red.
Although Martial Sister Kanor’s mother seemed powerful and wise, she really did speak a bit strangely!
"I never thought about marrying a teacher or anything like that! I’m only fifteen!"
Fifteen-year-old Dorothy thought this, her cheeks flushed, as she walked quickly and couldn’t help but bite her right thumb.
But… actually, Teacher Lolth seems to be only seventeen years old…
Compared to Lady Tina and Lady Isabella, it seems that the smallest age difference is with Teacher Lolth…
Even though she had never considered the outrageous idea of dating or even marrying Teacher Lolth before, after hearing Martial Sister Kanor’s mother’s words, Dorothy found herself "uncontrollably" imagining those scenes…
Imagining holding hands with Teacher Lolth as they stroll in the garden, imagining Teacher Lolth teaching her how to cast spells, imagining Teacher Lolth gently feeding her snacks…
Even the thought of hugging Teacher Lolth and shyly changing how she addressed her from "Teacher" to "Miss Lolth" or even "Darling"…
In the end, Dorothy even imagined putting on a traditional, luxurious golden wedding dress, the "Golden Peacock," for "Teacher Lolth" by herself…
It didn’t seem so bad, did it?
"But that is not right…"
Dorothy softly rejected these thoughts in her mind and gently shook her head.
But no matter what, she really had to see Teacher Lolth!
Unlike her sisters Tina and Isabella, who were completely curious about what Teacher Lolth’s "daydream" was like, she was genuinely worried about Teacher Lolth!
It was definitely not to find out who Teacher Lolth truly belongs to or what type she likes!
She absolutely, absolutely did not have such rebellious, intrusive, or morally wrong thoughts that only appear in picture books!
The idea of a teacher and a princess falling in love is completely fictional!
Dorothy kept telling herself this, but the fantasy in her mind would not go away.
Her feet moved faster and faster, and even though she usually was weak, she found herself running—though not as fast as Tina and Isabella, she was still running!