Eris

Roa could guarantee that if Philip joked around like this again, he couldn't promise that Philip wouldn't be attacked by a masked man one night while walking down the street, followed by a severe beating.

Philip wasn't deaf to the argument in the hallway; he'd heard the loud voices. However, to his surprise, Roa hadn't only avoided being disliked by Sholoss but had even received praise from him.

Looking at the somewhat cold, blonde "young man" before him, Philip's lips curved into a smile.

Roa was undeniably exceptionally handsome. His silky, waist-length hair was tied into a braid, and his bangs parted in the middle, revealing his fine eyebrows. He had red lips and white teeth, with a delicate face like a doll. His features were perfectly distributed, and no one could find a single flaw on Roa's face. Such a person would be dazzling even among girls, but unfortunately, he was a young man.

Philip didn't pay attention to the young man's slightly hostile gaze. He pointed to the sofa opposite them and said to the two, "Sit down."

Rudeus asked nervously, "Has the interview started?"

Philip replied frankly, "There isn't really an interview. I'll ask you first: what information do you both know?"

Philip scanned the two. Rudeus cast a pleading look at Roa. Roa sighed helplessly and said, "After teaching the young lady here for five years, the funds for enrolling in Magic University will be subsidized."

"That's all?"

"Yes."

"Is that so..."

Philip rested his hand on his chin, lowered his gaze to the table as if contemplating something. After a long pause, he suddenly asked, "Roa, do you like girls?"

Roa's expression gradually contorted. Was this guy questioning his sexual orientation?

He said indifferently, "I am male, I like females, especially those like cat-eared maids!"

"Oh? You like cat-eared maids too?" Philip, who had been pondering, suddenly became interested and sat up abruptly.

The Butler beside him coughed a few times expressionlessly. Philip flashed a pleased smile and said, "That's right, it's something our family breeds."

The Butler coughed a few more times. Philip then said with some regret, "Never mind, just don't go overboard like Paul."

"Alright, let's get down to business. Currently, the child's favorite teachers are only Edna, who teaches etiquette and manners, and Ghislaine, who teaches swordsmanship. So far, more than five people have been dismissed, including one man who was originally teaching in the Royal Capital. Therefore, Eris's personality is quite difficult to deal with."

Philip said helplessly. Indeed, as he said, his own daughter was very difficult to handle.

He was somewhat at a loss now. Roa said expressionlessly, "No problem, I will teach Eris magic well."

Rudeus asked timidly, a little embarrassed, "Um, is she interested in things like arithmetic?"

Philip looked at Rudeus strangely and said bluntly, "I can say this: besides swordsmanship, she shows impatience with everything else."

Rudeus gave a strained smile and could only nod, "Y-yes, is that so? That might be a bit tricky."

Philip sighed. "It seems you still don't understand the extent of the trouble. She's beyond 'tricky.' Forget it, let me put it plainly: I didn't have any expectations for you two at first. I was just trying you out because you're Paul's son."

Rudeus's expression turned a little displeased, but Philip changed the subject, "But I think you two managed to make the master so happy, so you might offer some pleasant surprises."

Roa leaned back on the sofa, his eyes gazing at the ceiling.

Hmm, an unfamiliar ceiling.

Seeing that the two had mostly finished their discussion, Roa said, "The actual situation can only be judged after meeting her, and whether I can teach her also depends on meeting her."

Philip narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "In that case, I'll have you meet my daughter."

Philip stood up and said to the Butler, "Bring the young lady here."

The old Butler nodded, stood up, and walked out. Soon after, he returned with a girl with fiery red hair. The girl was beautiful, with delicate features and a good appearance, but unfortunately, her first impression was that she was not to be trifled with.

Her fiery red hair and fiery eyes, her slightly upturned eyebrows – her appearance alone revealed her personality.

She was definitely the type who was difficult to deal with. As everyone knows, few people with red hair have good tempers, especially since she took her grandfather as her role model.

Her fiery red eyes, like rubies, swept over everyone present without stopping. She only brightened slightly when she saw her father, Philip. She excitedly said, "Father, we don't need this kind of home tutor; Ghislaine is enough."

She said it, and she truly meant it.

However, everyone present fell silent.

Eris wore a strange expression. Before she could speak, Philip smiled and said, "These two wish to become your home tutors."

Eris's smile vanished, replaced by an impatient expression.

Rudeus wore a bitter smile.

Roa, on the other hand, had an expression that said, "This has nothing to do with me."

Philip looked on with amusement.

Everyone sized each other up with different expressions.

Eris's gaze fell on Roa, who was sitting on the sofa, and Rudeus, who was standing beside him.

She pointed at Roa and said, "What do you teach? You don't look much older than me."

Roa thought for a moment and said directly, "Hello, I will be teaching you magic."

Eris fell into thought. She asked, "Just teaching magic?"

Roa nodded, then stood up and patted Rudeus beside him. He smiled and said, "This is the teacher who will teach you arithmetic and literacy."

Eris narrowed her eyes, her expression somewhat disdainful. "This guy, who's shorter than me, is going to teach me? Are you kidding me!"

Her gaze, filled with provocation, fell on Rudeus. She then stood with her arms crossed and legs spread, adopting a clearly contemptuous posture.

Roa raised an eyebrow slightly. What was this, an intimidation tactic? Was she trying to make him back down?

Roa turned his gaze to Philip, who was currently maintaining an air of detached indifference. Feeling Roa's gaze, he smiled at him.