[Teacher] "Phew, after all her hard work the past few days, it ended up like this anyway." [Teacher] "Still, Miss Stella is the first person who ever managed to get Blin to study like that." [Teacher] "By the way, Miss Stella, you seem to have a real talent for teaching. Why not teach the other children while you're at it?" The orphanage teachers offered words of comfort upon seeing Satina search for Blin. Hearing the news, Serpens also arrived to console her. [Serpens] "Plea

[Teacher] "What? No, that's not what I meant..." [Sophia] "Yes, it is! You're saying Blin didn't listen to me because I was lacking!" [Teacher] "Miss Sophia, please calm down..." Listening to Sophia, another caretaker furrowed her brow in irritation. [Teacher] "Well, honestly, isn't it true that you lacked something?" [Sophia] "What did you say?" [Teacher] "Blin follows Miss Stella's lead so well and behaves so quietly. Why did she act like such a troublemaker under you? Ah,

She checked the answers multiple times in disbelief, but there was no mistake. Every single response was correct. How is this even possible? As she stared at Blin in shock, the girl offered a sullen scowl, defensive. [Blin] "What? Why are you looking at me like that? You told me to do the homework, so I did it. What's the problem? Ugh, fine. I was going to ask how you beat me at cards since I finished my homework, but forget it." [Stella] "No, I'm just surprised because you g

What was an Entry Pass to the Golden Room? Long, long ago, a vast empire had ruled the continent. It was said to be so unfathomably wealthy that its castles were built of solid gold and its rivers carved from diamonds. Possessing advanced magitech and boundless treasures unimaginable by modern standards, the empire vanished abruptly one day. People dismissed the ancient realm as mere legend until an adventurer discovered old texts while exploring a dungeon. Scholars examined

[Teacher] "A method you know, Miss Stella?" [Teacher] "If you have a good idea, please teach us!" Satina drew a picture on the dirt ground with a twig as she explained. [Stella] "What if we make flashcards? Like this—combining pictures with the letters instead of using plain text. What do you think?" The teachers nodded in agreement. [Teacher] "That's a fantastic idea! The illustrations will definitely catch the children's interest." [Teacher] "I'm going to try this in my ver

The temple frequently engaged in various charitable works in accordance with its doctrines of love and benevolence. A High Priest of Serpens' stature had no obligation to participate in such menial service, yet his devout faith compelled him to strive constantly in following divine teachings. Upon returning to the capital, he dedicated his time to teaching and caring for children at an orphanage. He never expected to encounter the very woman who had occupied his thoughts. Wit

He looked down at her clasped hands, which were still held tightly together. [Serpens] "Were you praying? I believe there are no services today." [Satina] "Yes, I know. But surely praying to God isn't forbidden on non-service days?" Anyway, having Serpens as a target isn't entirely a bad thing. Unlike her mind-draining stepbrother or fiancé, winning Serpens over was simple. [Serpens] "Indeed. The Lord is always with us." A warm smile touched his lips. [Liv] "Serpens is moved

[Satina] "Which brings me to why I'm here. I have a proposal." [Laura] "A proposal...?" [Satina] "Surely you aren't satisfied with just this. Don't you want revenge on Mattrans' head tailor—the one who framed you?" A sudden warmth flared in Laura's chest. She had been cast out from her former shop under the false accusation of stealing another designer's work. Wanting to eclipse the head tailor who ruined her was only natural. [Satina] "So why not form a real partnership? I'l

[Satina] "Should I cry? Why would I?" [Lexion] "Because you saw me kissing another woman." What kind of nonsense is this again? A dry laugh escaped her lips at his shameless statement. So she offered an amused smile instead. [Lexion] "Why are you laughing?" [Satina] "No reason, just finding it laughable that Your Highness thinks that way." Avoiding his touch, she spoke. [Satina] "What kind of relationship do we share that would cause me to throw a crying fit in that situation

Satina watched Sharlan's retreating form as he departed as if fleeing the scene. [Satina] "What is wrong with him all of a sudden?" [Liv] "It is presumed that psychological changes are occurring as the target character's Affection increases." [Satina] "Yes, his Affection did rise suddenly." When he picked a fight abruptly as always, she merely dealt with him, yet his Affection rose. Though the reason remained unknown, rising Affection was hardly a bad thing. Bickering with Sh

Silence fell upon the people chatting excitedly at someone's sudden remark. Sharlan Bersabet. Who was he? The heir to House Bersabet, possessing striking looks, exceptional ability, and a polite yet razor-sharp boundary—a man making countless young ladies' hearts ache like a flower blooming on an unreachable cliff. Among those gossiping about Satina, quite a few secretly admired Sharlan. [Man] "Haha, surely not. Is there anyone here unaware of how much Master Sharlan detests

[Sharlan] "Sister, can you introduce me to the person who made this ointment?" [Satina] "Of course. I called him because I wanted to introduce him to you anyway. He should arrive soon……" Right on cue, someone knocked on the office door. [Satina] "Ah, he must be here." The door opened, and the sight of the person appearing made Sharlan's eyes widen. Though his wrinkled face aged compared to memory, his identity stood clear. Clenton Highrenden. A famous herbal expert whose name