Trust is a very delicate thing. Sometimes it seems indestructible but can be broken by a bullet. Sometimes it seems loose and weak but is actually very tough.

Karen feels the latter towards Sidrod.

He felt that he could trust Sidrod to help him keep this secret. Of course, the reason was not just because the teacher himself was divorced.

It's because Karen thinks that Sidrod is a smart man, a man who is proficient in history and is often good at seeing the essence of things clearly.

He should know that the person Ukonjia is looking for is not an enemy, and it is a story that takes place in a dormitory. No matter who is in it, there is a high probability that they are classmates and partners, and they are still emotionally inclined.

In the better category.

On this basis, Sidrod went to report Karen, and Karen would not be "revenge-killed" by Ukonga's men. At the same time, Sidrod himself would also bear revenge from Karen.

He really has no motive to do such stupid things. At this age, his granddaughter has a home again. No matter how much wealth and connections he accumulates, it is completely meaningless compared to his status as son-in-law and son of a god.

His insistence on "student screening" may just be an established habit and his own academic curiosity. In addition, his own academic research is not in line with the current mainstream, and he is willing to be lazy and skip classes.

"Of course, Karen, if you are willing to share a little bit of that secret with me, that would be the best thing."

Sidrod looked at Karen expectantly. The exploration and pursuit of historical secrets was the most comfortable place in his heart.

Karen often sees this look on Neo's face. When Neo encounters an opportunity to make money, he can't help but rub his hands.

"Teacher, I would like to share with you, but it is not appropriate now."

"I know, I know, tell me when you think it's appropriate, even if it's just a small part of the scraps."

"That's no problem." Karen smiled, "I know teacher, you are very interested in the Mad Pope."

"Yes, the Mad Pope is one of my main research subjects."

"Due to work reasons, I have met the successor of the Mad Pope. I can arrange for you, teacher, to meet with him and even conduct an exclusive interview."

When Sidrod heard this, his eyes immediately widened, half excited and half frightened.

Although his evaluation of the God of Light and the Light Cult was fair in his lecture with Karen, this did not affect his sensitivity and fear of the remnants of light as a priest of order in reality.

After a while, Sidrod nodded vigorously:

"OK!"

"I will arrange it as soon as possible."

"I'm waiting for your news, haha."

"Teacher, then I will formally take my leave."

"I'll give it to you."

"No, teacher, you can rest."

Karen left, and Sidrod breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on the sofa in the living room, poured the water from the thermos in his hand into the teacup on the coffee table, and picked it up.

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, I would encounter such exciting things."

After sighing with emotion, Sidrod took a sip of water.

Then his entire face changed, and he immediately vomited it out, pinched his neck with both hands and began to retching crazily.

It wasn't because Karen was worried and poisoned her specifically to silence her.

I only heard Sidrod curse angrily:

"Gaspar, damn it, you threw cigarette butts again!"

...

In the open space outside the guest house, the big crab is finally gone today.

This made Karen feel a little regretful, after all, in the memory picture, he had just eaten crab claws.

It's just that the crabs with special cuts in Dicarlos are definitely not as big as this crab, but sometimes being too big is not a good thing, as the meat is easy to burn.

When Karen walked into the guest house and passed through the restaurant on the first floor, she still saw a group of teachers and students gathering inside. It was still the same group of people as last time.

There was a man in gray robe sitting at a table alone next to them. There were all kinds of drinks on the table. He didn't eat.

Just drink.

When Karen passed by his desk, the man in gray robe raised his head and glanced at Karen, who also noticed him from the corner of his eye.

The man in gray robe is very ugly. There are many pits on his face, like densely packed small volcanoes growing on his face. The hand he holds the wine glass in has obvious encrustation, and he uses his thumb.

and the wine glass held between his index fingers.

Is he the human form of the big crab?

Powerful monsters often have the ability to transform into human forms, such as Master Ogi, or our own little Kangna.

"Hello."

The man in gray robe took the initiative to call out to Karen.

Karen stopped and looked at him.

The man in gray robe asked: "Why are you wearing a mask?"

Karen replied: "I have a cold and I'm afraid of the wind."

"Heh." The man in gray robe smiled, "Are you some big shot and want to hide your identity deliberately?"

"Are you okay?" Karen asked.

"There's nothing wrong with me, I just don't like seeing other people wearing shells on their faces."

"Don't you have one yourself?"

"I'm different from you. My shell is my skin and part of my body."

"Me too, the mask is part of my body."

"I understand that this is a primitive and common problem among you humans."

"But, I can take off my mask, can you?"

"Oh, hehehe."

At this time, a middle-aged man came out from the group of teachers and students opposite, holding a wine glass. He greeted the man in gray robe and said, "Sir Yingdeman, what are you talking about with him?"

The man in gray robe ignored the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was not angry. He sat down next to the man in gray robe, glanced at Karen, and said to Karen: "Classmate, please go to the counter and get a bottle of wine that I stored. Tell the waiter, it's me.

"It's kept by Risens." Then, the middle-aged man said to the man in gray robe with a hint of flattery: "Sir Yingdeman, this is the insect wine I specially prepared for you, you will definitely like it."

"Really, haha, then I want to taste it."

"Definitely, definitely." Risens glanced at Karen and urged, "Classmate, why are you still standing here? Why don't you go quickly?"

Karen ignored him and walked straight to the stairs.

Karen knew clearly that the reason why the teacher named Risens ordered him to run errands was because he saw that he was wearing the most ordinary robe of order, without any hierarchy or departmental divisions, and it was regarded as a blank slate robe.

In school, the whiteboard's Order God's Arms are equivalent to the students' school uniforms. Here again, it is at the school gate. Although Karen is wearing a mask, she can still tell that she is very young. Therefore, it is normal for a teacher to give orders to the students.

things.

And in Lissens's eyes, he would think that he was supporting this student who had previously spoken to Mr. Yingdeman.

However, Karen was not interested in deliberately showing off here to blend in with them. Of course, he was not angry at the teacher's attitude towards him. He felt that the other teacher looked down on him or oppressed him. He was not that sensitive or that leisurely.

Seeing Karen leave directly, Risens said with some humor: "Students nowadays are so disobedient."

Indelman couldn't help but laugh, and there was a "crunching" friction sound in his throat. He said: "Lissons, you deserve it that you haven't even mentioned your professional title yet."

"What do you mean?"

"He is not a student. Although he is very young, he is definitely not a student in terms of words and deeds. Either he has a high position or a high family background, and you may have offended someone inexplicably."

"I didn't mean to offend anyone on purpose. I also wanted him to come over with the wine and sit down to have a drink with you."

"That's your problem, you can't even read a crab accurately, ugh."

"Sir, what you said makes me really don't know how to answer it."

Risens got up and went to get the wine himself. When he came back, he opened the bottle and poured it for Indelman when he saw the young man from before pouring wine again.

Came, followed by a woman and a little girl.

Karen is leaving school to meet up with Richard at the front station, but before leaving, he has to settle the postponed lunch here.

After finding a table and sitting down, Karen handed Xiao Kangna the menu and asked, "Whatever you want to eat, order it yourself." Xiao Kangna did not take the menu, but stared straight at the table in the distance.

The man in gray robe swallowed his saliva.

Obviously, the dish she wanted to eat was sitting there drinking. Oh no, it was the dish that was being marinated in wine in a very sensible way.

Karen reminded: "It can't be eaten."

"I know." Xiao Kangna nodded, "I can take anything. Anyway, it tastes better than pills."

Karen took back the menu, checked out the dishes himself, and handed it to the waiter. He did not ask Philomena what she wanted to eat because he knew that the girl had difficulty making choices in daily life.

"Master Yingdeman, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you need me to take you to the veterinarian after dinner?" Risens asked with great concern, because he saw Master Yingdeman sitting on a chair.

He kept twisting his body.

Yingdeman shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
To be continued...