Chapter 366: I Want This Dad Too

From the moment the Gospel Book popped open by itself, Igor was already thinking about how to appease the furious Annan.

After all, in his view, it was a foregone conclusion that the Funeral Firm would come away empty-handed in the second ranking list.

The second ranking list was based on ‘Love and Family’. Among their four members, Lise didn’t even qualify for the exam, Harvey couldn’t possibly get a single question right aside from filling in his name correctly, and Igor had been skipping classes and not doing homework ever since he met that invigilator who almost ensnared him on the first day. His usual grades were surely zero.

The only one with a glimmer of hope was Ashe.

But it wasn’t that Igor underestimated him; it was just that Ashe was the type who seemed like ‘the experience of this exam was great, it’s the participation that counts, I’ll try again next time’.

Even though Igor hadn’t interacted with Ashe over the past few days, as a mental sorcerer, he didn’t need close contact to understand a person’s mental state. A simple observation was enough. Based on Ashe’s eyes, scent, tone of speech, and walking pace, Igor concluded that he was still a virgin, which was quite alarming.

From their first meeting until now, Igor had always thought Ashe wasn’t falsely accused of being a Cult Leader, precisely because of this.

A man in his twenties still exhibiting virgin behavior traits? The Con Artist thought it must be for religious reasons, specifically some extremely evil and anti-social cult.

In the Blood Moon, nothing was more abnormal than “no sexual activity”.

Four candidates: one unqualified, one who could avoid all correct answers, one who skipped and abandoned the exam, and one typical poor student. Igor felt exhausted for Annan.

Honestly, this exam was very simple. ‘Love and Family’ wasn’t a difficult topic; normal people would naturally get along well. Not to mention, Annan had brought them to Vamora, the Family Rebirth Dream, a veritable hormonal steam bath. You could throw an ‘ice-cold aloof cat type’ in there and get back a ‘warm and sweet dog type’. Annan surely thought the second ranking list was in the bag.

However, each of them was just a little bit off from normal.

But when the Future Ranking was announced, Igor knew all his prepared excuses were useless.

Still, it didn’t matter. They would likely have to face an enraged Annan anyway.

“Family Ranking 10th Place: Mist Clan – Senhaeser”

“Family Ranking 9th Place: Mech Clan – Aldo”

“Family Ranking 8th Place: Soul Reaper Clan – Vastino”

“Soul Reaper Clan: The new necromancy troop type transformed mainly from the Vastino clan, generally possessing basic traits like ‘Life Drain’, ‘Memory Consumption’, ‘Weakening Gaze’, etc.”

“Do you think I’m joking?” Annan suddenly punched the wall and then nonchalantly blew on her fist as she said, “If you could make it onto the ranking list, that would be one thing, but why do you keep appearing in the ranking list materials without getting a single place?”

“I’d like to know too!” Ashe spread his hands and said, “I’m the one being used by the Gospel for free! I don’t even get a part of the rewards, so why do I keep showing up? I don’t discriminate against races, I don’t abuse animals, I don’t run scripts to scalp tickets, so why frame me like this?”

Annan beckoned him over, “Come here.”

Ashe obediently walked over, and immediately Annan put him in a chokehold.

Purple Moth sneered, “Let’s not talk about anything else, why did you make Qenna and Nona call you Master? Tell me, are you secretly hoping to have my mother and aunt as your exclusive maids?”

“Cough cough, Miss, let me explain.” Ashe struggled desperately and signaled to Lise for help. His darling daughter understood and quickly came over to press down Ashe’s legs, fiercely questioning, “Tell me, Dad, are you trying to find two stepmoms?”

Darn, I should have just held you and smashed you into the ground with a Lotus Blossom!

“That’s all the Gospel framing me, don’t you believe in my character?”

“The Gospel doesn’t frame people, it only speculates,” Annan said. “There must have been some intimate contact between you and Qenna, that’s why the Gospel speculated!”

Lise also said, “I believe in Dad’s character, so Dad must have done something bad!”

“Please, think from my perspective. If I did like Miss’s mother and aunt, would I admit it?” Ashe explained sincerely to everyone.

Igor blinked in surprise.

No, this isn’t even an explanation anymore; it’s practically a confession, isn’t it?

At this moment, Harvey suddenly clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention: “I understand why the Gospel Weave made Qenna and them recognize Ashe as their Master!”

Annan asked, “Why?”

“Because a few days ago, we were chatting about you, Annan.”

“I am me, and Qenna is Qenna,” Purple Moth said, applying more pressure on Ashe, who was about to roll his eyes. “The image didn’t show me calling him Master.”