Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 613 World 71

The future First Female Archmage, Catherine, was filled with emotion, as if the scene described by her most trusted teacher, Stella, was already unfolding before her eyes.

“I plan to discuss this with my father again, Stella, you…”

“I think I need a rest,” Stella yawned deliberately. “You see, I didn’t get enough sleep last night, and I’m still feeling sleepy.”

Catherine was somewhat moved and even wanted to help Stella lie down herself.

Stella quickly refused: "Catherine, I'm just an adult, not an old man or terminally ill. I don't need your help."

“Alright,” Catherine, her heart filled with the desire to be a good disciple, could only whisper, “Stella, when you wake up, you will see the gift I have obtained for you.”

Stella understood that she wanted to make the rebels bleed, and laughed: "Then what I can get depends entirely on Catherine."

Catherine nodded, as if she had been entrusted with something important.

After she left, the room returned to silence.

Stella actually lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

However, she didn't actually fall asleep.

Now that she has time to be alone, she can think things through properly.

Romeo, the siren, defied his nature, left the sea, went to his teacher, and became one of the rebels against the gods.

To be honest, this was somewhat unimaginable for Stella, who had actually seen a siren.

Although the sirens were formed because they did not heed the advice of the sea god and ultimately gave up their mermaid identity for other reasons, and subsequently had many conflicts with mermaids, there is no doubt that the sirens actually worshipped the sea god.

Their conflict with the mermaid stemmed primarily from jealousy—jealousy that the mermaid still enjoyed the sea god's favor.

The siren, like the mermaid, is a die-hard fan of the sea god.

Now, Romeo has even left the sea to work for the rebels.

Stella hesitated, wondering if she should visit the Mermaid Clan during her future travels.

What solidified her belief was the subsequent compensation Catherine provided.

Catherine spread out the compensation for the rebels on a table, many of which were treasures from the seabed, and some were even treasures that Catherine herself had obtained from the merfolk.

“So many,” Stella paused on several marine treasures.

These items seem to originate from the merfolk, right?

“Not much,” Catherine said generously. “These are all things I specially picked out for you.”

"For me?" Stella blinked. "Didn't you keep some for yourself?"

“Of course I kept them,” Catherine replied, “but I kept things you definitely wouldn’t like.”

Although elves and fairies are skilled archers, they rarely hunt, so Catherine either left behind anything bloody or had her father take it away.

Stella could roughly guess what kind of things she had left behind: "This is still too much. I'll keep a little for myself, and the rest you can keep for yourself, Catherine."

“I have all of these,” Catherine said. “If I want them, I can just have someone buy them. Although the major auction houses have a small selection, they still have some items produced by the Merfolk.”

Stella was too embarrassed to say that if she wanted something, she wouldn't need to go through all that trouble to buy it; she could just leave a message for her friend's conch shell, and her friend would send her a whole bunch of similar things.

Stella, seeing her insistence, didn't spoil the mood: "Then when I have time later, I'll make you a few things."

When Stella met Catherine's slightly displeased gaze, she changed her tune: "Make them the same style, so we can both have one."

Catherine was satisfied and even enthusiastically told Stella what kind of design she wanted.

She made very detailed requests, and Stella was happy to save herself the trouble.

By the time their drawings were finished, the rebels and the arriving Duke Eugene had reached a new understanding.

"Catherine," the Duke of Eugene said meaningfully to his daughter before leaving, "from now on Romeo will be your servant, and he will only recognize you as his master."

“Father, you must be joking with me,” Catherine said, her face showing a mixture of emotions. “He’s my servant. Putting aside whether he’s brought back a big shot or not, his face alone is not something anyone should see.”

Catherine asked sincerely, "Do you think my life at the magic academy is too smooth and need to give me a little trouble?"

“Catherine,” Duke Eugene said with a hint of exasperation, “you can meet Romeo now first.”

Catherine, half-believing and half-doubting, sat down next to Stella and called Romeo over.

"hiss!"

Catherine gasped and gripped Stella's hand tightly.

Stella couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw Romeo.

Without the fish scales on his face, Romeo's handsome face, like the male lead of the play of the same name, could be renowned worldwide.

Catherine, who had been resolute, immediately wavered.

Having such a beautiful woman as a servant, even if he does nothing but sit there, it would be a feast for the eyes.

So what if he was sent by the enemy? As long as my safety is guaranteed, then my mood is the most important thing.

“Father, I agree to keep Romeo, but his face is too conspicuous now. If I let him travel with my carriage, I’m afraid I won’t need to travel at all.”

“It’s very simple,” Charlie stepped forward and said. “Romeo can hide his beauty without using magic.”

Romeo, with a gloomy face, mechanically channeled his magic to cover his face and maintained it.

Soon, Romeo was just an ordinary handsome young man who was pleasing to the eye.

Catherine nodded in satisfaction and summoned her personal maid: "Go and teach Romeo what he should do."

"Trust me, I'll see you on the job soon. Don't let me down, Romeo."

The people in the room left, and Duke Eugene returned to the royal city.

The townspeople were released from control, and the town returned to its lively state.

The original mayor's family has been dealt with, and the new mayor will arrive soon.

With her worries gone, Catherine looked at Stella.

Stella, what do you think of Romeo?

"It's beautiful," Stella commented simply, mostly out of detachment, as the immortal beings among the rebels were not her allies.

Unexpectedly, Catherine said the next moment, "Then let him serve you for a while."

Stella was completely unable to accept it and racked her brains to find a suitable reason: "He doesn't suit my taste."

“Alright,” Catherine said with some regret, “then we’ll just have to wait until I come of age. It would be a real waste to leave such a beautiful siren empty for two years, but I can’t bear to let him be someone else’s lover except for you, Stella.”

After Catherine finished speaking, she asked, "Stella, what kind of girl do you like?"

Stella had no intention of getting involved with outsiders, thus eliminating the idea altogether.

"I like our king."