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Chapter 145: Cornelia’s Formula

Chapter 145: Cornelia’s Formula

"Mr. Dekan, greetings. The season of the dancing ice elves has arrived. I wonder if you are enjoying your time in Tristin City?"

"The climate in Tristin City is slightly colder and more humid than the capital. Please be careful not to catch a cold."

"It has been three days since the crisis in Tristin City was resolved, and my body has recovered almost completely."

Strangely, I thought I would still feel fearful of the battle that day, but for some reason, I often feel a sense of relief.

This is an experience that is unprecedented in my long life.

I believe it is all thanks to you and your companions. I sincerely express my gratitude.

The reason for taking up the pen this time has no other purpose.

I just hope to see Mr. Dekan again, express my gratitude in person, and have a chat.

There have been some misunderstandings between us, but after hearing you mention being even, I wonder if I can presumptuously consider myself a friend to you.

If it's inappropriate, I would also like to get to know you again.

In these short three days, many new changes have occurred, both in the Resurgence Church and the Kingdoms Federation. I don't know if you have learned about the latest situation, but if necessary, I will tell you everything I have learned.

Also, regarding the matters of the third phase of your special class review, I will do my best to answer your questions and apologize for any rudeness during the special class review.

Whether you agree or not, this Artemis sincerely wishes you happiness and good health.

Best regards, Artemis

Cornelia finished reading the letter sent by the Ice Princess to Dekan in her childish tone. Then, only the shouts echoing through the bustling streets and the sound of handbells shaking reverberated.

When Dekan received the fast letter delivered by the guards of the Lord's Mansion, Team Beautiful Heart was sitting on a bench in a square in Tristin City, enjoying desserts.

The warm winter sun, combined with the bustling festive atmosphere, made the originally cold weather much more comfortable.

The three people and one cat were leisurely enjoying their vacation when they received a letter from the Ice Princess who asked Viscount Lampard to help deliver it to Dekan.

So, to exercise Cornelia's listening, speaking, reading, and writing abilities, they decided to let her read it.

"Meow meow! Did the Ice Princess always write so elegantly?"

Teacher Cat scratched its cat head, somewhat puzzled. As it found Cornelia was reading too slowly, it hung on Cornelia's shoulder and started reviewing the contents.

"She has lived for two hundred years and rarely interacts with people. It's normal for her writing style to be a bit old-fashioned."

Dekan didn't hesitate to mention the Ice Princess's age. He seemed to have become accustomed to dancing in the minefield of an old beauty. Or rather, he had a tendency to become addicted.

If he didn't mention it now and then, he felt like there were ants crawling all over him. That being said, Dekan found the Ice Princess's temper was much better than the master's.

Even if he said in front of the Ice Princess that she was two hundred years old, she probably wouldn't get angry.

"..."

Suddenly, Dekan tensed up. He felt that something was coming.

But this time, Dekan didn't hear any thoughts. Nor did he receive any warnings.

Silence was terrifying.

However, the very next moment, Dekan suddenly felt as if he had low blood pressure, and his vision went black.

Once his consciousness returned, and his field of vision gradually became clearer, Dekan noticed that the surrounding scenery seemed to have changed little. The topics discussed by Teacher Cat and others were not much different from before. It seemed that his Master didn't forcibly occupy the body for too long.

However, Dekan soon realized the seriousness of the problem. The chestnut cream puffs in his hand had all disappeared! On his tongue lingered the rich creamy sweetness, a lingering taste left by his Master after finishing all the cream puffs. The most delicious moments were enjoyed by his Master!

Even more frightening, Dekan felt slightly full and he was getting a bit tired of the sweetness. Even if he bought another serving, it wouldn't bring the same joy as before. The happiness had been forcibly taken away by his Master.

"Master, where's your sense of fairness..." Dekan felt like crying without tears. It was a miscalculation; he shouldn't have provoked his Master when there was delicious food in hand.

"Even if you finish eating, I can still take over your body before your next meal," His Master's voice finally echoed in Dekan's mind.

"Have mercy, we agreed on one person, one meal, didnt we?"

"Desserts are exempt."

"Why do you sound like a little sister fighting with her older brother over pudding in the fridge? You're clearly the elder."

"Elder? What are you trying to imply?" His Master seemed to lock onto some key words. Even though some words were normal, she always felt that Dekan liked to use them to insinuate her.

"Alright, alright, you can be the younger sister. I concede. Silly me. Consider this cream puff a gift from your big brother..."

Before Dekan could finish speaking, his vision gradually darkened again.

"Calm down! The calories you consumed are yours. Shouldn't you take over tomorrow's running?" As soon as Dekan said this, it seemed that Master's behavior of seizing control temporarily stopped.

Daily jogging, whether long or short, was Dekan's mandatory exercise. He always placed great importance on his ability to escape. After all, he easily attracted hatred. Sometimes, running just a bit slower might lead to death.

Master remained silent for a moment before finally responding, "What are you talking about? You bought the cream puffs, and they went from your hand to your stomach. It's none of my business."

"At least take responsibility for our body, Master."

While Dekan and Master argued, Teacher Cat and the other two were discussing the letter from the Ice Princess.

"By the way, don't you guys feel that this letter has a bit of a love letter flavor, meow?"

Teacher Cat's tone sounded particularly cunning. It jumped down from Cornelia's shoulder, swaying its agile cat head on the bench, and looked at the other two.

"Love! A love letter?!" Cornelia exclaimed. She opened her mouth wide, and the letter in her hand almost dropped to the ground.

Subsequently, although her expression returned to normal, her eyes became very anxious.

Why is the Norton Kingdoms language so difficult? She didn't recognize this as a love letter at all. She thought she had made a lot of progress recently, but it turned out she still hadn't mastered it completely. Moreover, why would the Ice Princess send a love letter to Dekan?

Cornelia didn't understand, but she had to think quickly.

If

Ice Princess Dekan

Ice Princess is attractive

Ice Princess is wealthy

Ice Princess is powerful

Dekan likes attractive people, likes money, likes powerful people

Then

++++

Dekan + Ice Princess = Marriage ()/(////)

Criminal Duo - Dekan = Cornelia (`)

Cornelia without a brain ( )

Unable to think (*++*)~

Cornelia hugged her head, seeming a bit dizzy.