Chapter 40: Undercurrents

"Uh... Rita, you... how come you have time to come to St. Freya?"

In the dean's office, upon seeing Rita suddenly knocking on the door, Theresa panicked and tore up the comic book in her hand.

Why does Rita have time to come to St. Freya Academy?

Did Grandpa arrange for her to come?

Why didn't she tell me in advance?

Fortunately, she reacted quickly; otherwise, she would have been discovered. However, the funds are a bit insufficient recently. She'll wait to blackmail Grandpa when she had the time. Anyway, this is all Grandpa's fault.

Looking down at the comic book that had been torn to pieces, Theresa thought subconsciously.

"Why, doesn't Lady Theresa want to see Rita?"

Rita smiled and covered her mouth without exposing Theresa's little trick.

"No, no! I just think the headquarters is so busy, how come you have time to come here."

Pulling out the stool next to her, Theresa smiled and motioned for Rita to sit down.

However, the sweat on her forehead and the unnatural look showed Theresa's nervousness. After all, she couldn't handle people with Rita's personality.

"Yes, it's because the headquarters is too busy that I come to relax here, Lady Theresa."

Skillfully taking out a cup of bitter melon juice from her bag and placing it on Theresa's desk, Rita spoke in a slightly lazy tone, as if she was really tired and wanted to relax. Of course, this was all false.

"Okay, okay, don't keep me in suspense, tell me! Did Grandpa send you here?"

Taking the bitter melon juice in front of her and sipping it, Theresa was a little helpless.

After all, every time Rita came to St. Freya Academy, she was sent by Grandpa to do something, and if she wanted to relax, she might as well go on a trip. What's the point of coming to her place?

Is it really just missing her and thinking about it?

Recalling the scene when Rita bought children's clothes for her to change into last time, Theresa couldn't help but shudder.

"Well, it was indeed the bishop who sent me here, but I also have my own personal reasons." After saying that, Rita handed the bag she brought with her to Theresa. When she opened it, she saw that it was full of small skirts and uniforms. "These are all the gifts I bought for Lady Theresa."

Looking at Theresa's interesting look, Rita couldn't help laughing.

"Rita!!" Theresa shouted in shame and anger. After all, she was no longer a child.

"Okay, okay, actually the bishop sent me here to inspect the work of St. Freya and see if there are any outstanding Valkyries."

"Grandpa, why is he paying attention to my students again! No! Absolutely not!"

"The bishop just asked me to pay more attention, not to poach them."

"That won't work either. These students are the ones I trained with great effort. Don't think I don't know what Grandpa is thinking."

She pouted. No matter what Rita said, Theresa would never believe Otto's words again. In name, he is paying more attention to his students, but when he is paying attention, he starts to do small plans behind the scenes.

It is estimated that they will be transferred to the headquarters of Schicksal in a few days under various names. Otto has done this once, and Theresa, who has suffered a loss, will never repeat the same mistake.

Helplessly, seeing Theresa so determined, Rita didn't say anything else.

"In that case, I will leave, but before I go, Lady Theresa, do you mind if I stay a few more days?"

"After all, I also followed the bishop's wishes just to see Lady Theresa."

Tasting the bitter melon juice on the table, Rita frowned slightly, as if she was not used to the taste.

"Let's make a deal first! You can stay! But you are not allowed to do small moves to attract the attention of my students!"

Apart from Otto's little thoughts, Theresa also hoped that Rita could stay here for a while. After all, the relationship between them two is very good.

"Then I'll go out and find a place to live first. After all, the dormitories in the academy are full."

Waving her hand, Rita walked out of the office.

"Rita always buys clothes that are only for children. Can't she buy a few more mature ones?"

In front of the mirror, Theresa was comparing the clothes that Rita bought for her one by one.

...

On the other side, at the headquarters of Schicksal.

"Bishop, you are looking for me."

In a magnificent room, Durandal quietly looked at Otto, who was tasting red wine.

"I'm sorry to disturb you during your training, Bianka."

Shaking the red wine in the glass, Otto drank it all and then stood up.

"It's okay, Bishop. Is there something you need?"

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Durandal was a little confused. After all, Otto never took the initiative to disturb her training unless there was an urgent task.

But looking at the other party's comfortable look, it was obviously not like there was an urgent task that required her to go out.

"It's not a big deal. I just want to talk to you about someone and ask you a question."

Pouring a glass of wine and handing it to Durandal, Otto slowly spoke.

"Ask about someone? Who?"

Durandal was a little confused. After all, she had known all the people who could attract Otto's attention. Why would he ask her?

"Bai Mo, you should remember. I recall you met when I sent you to support St. Freya last time."

Otto went straight to the point.

"Indeed, I have met her. I think she is a very good junior and very motivated."

Thinking about how Bai Mo had been asking her for advice on combat and training skills during this period, she was very hardworking, so Durandal gave a relatively fair evaluation. After all, the two did not have many opportunities to meet.

"What about her strength?"

Otto asked.

"We have never fought each other, so I can't determine her strength."

Durandal shook her head.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, you asked so many questions. Do you want to recruit her to the headquarters?" Seeing that Otto cared so much about Bai Mo, Durandal couldn't help but become curious.

"I just asked casually. After all, if I really do something like poaching, Theresa will probably get angry with me and then blackmail me for some funds." At this point, Otto couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"By the way, I have sent Rita to St. Freya Academy. If you need help with anything else these days, you can go directly to Amber."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll leave now."

After drinking the red wine, Durandal turned around and was about to leave.

"Well, if possible, I really hope you can stay here to chat with me." Looking at the closed door, Otto raised his glass and said softly. "Bai Mo, what an interesting variable."