The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 360 - Religias Family Talk

The dinner went quiet smoothly with Margaret speaking many of my accomplishments.

The Chancion competition, surviving against Cravic, becoming rank one in class F, Winning the exam, defeating Halos Gradois in an unsanctioned fight and a few unnoticeable ones that I didn’t know that she knew.

Of course, all of these accomplishments hid the reality of how I really behaved. It was to give Seman a sense of honor and power in my life. But I have to say, I’m impressed by Margaret’s information level.

She knew a lot about me or more so, had known about me for some time. I can even say, this was even before I was admitted in the academy.

’I should talk about this with her.’

"That’s amazing to hear!" Seman said, "You didn’t even flinch when Halos kicked your head, I’ve heard that he’s a very fast boy."

He touched his own head and thought, ’I don’t think I’d be able to handle that much power to my head.’ Then saw Henry’s impressive physique before him and remembered how tall he was when he first saw Henry.

’How in the goddess’s name is this boy Agrave’s son?’

Then turning to Henry, he asked things that he wanted to know.

"Is it true that you stood grounded when four hurricanes hit you?"

I laugh, "Well, I did with the help of my sword but they did not hit me. If they did, I don’t think I’d be able to handle the air pressure from four tornadoes."

"And is it also true that you with stood a straight lightning attack with just your body."

"Technically yes, still it was with the help of my Anti-Manic Armor. Otherwise how do you explain a human being withstanding a straight lightning attack without becoming chicken fry?" They laughed at my own sarcasm.

Margaret looked at her father and smiled as her plan of impressing him was working and Seman was glad to find that Henry was not only very strong but also humble.

Traits that his father did not share.

After a few 10 minutes of talking and storytelling, the foods were gone and we were famished.

Seman patted his right thigh in happiness, "Well, it seems we all started on a good note." He turned to me, "It’s good to see that my son-in-law already has his own accomplishment that I can brag about."

Margaret smiled ear to ear hearing him calling Henry, son-in-law.

"It’s only life that’s testing me, grace. Otherwise who would want to fight against the leader of a cult without even finishing the academy?"

"Haha... that’s true... completely true." He nodded and stood up, as Margaret and I both stood up as well, "I’ll take my leave here and Margaret, visit my chambers in a few minutes."

"Alright father." Margaret nodded.

Seman walked to me and patted my shoulder, "It’s good to know you, Henry."

"Same here, your grace." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Seman walked away as I looked at Margaret, "So, it worked huh?"

"It worked... of course it worked!" Margaret smiled big, "You had a lot of story that I was able to use."

"With a lot of censoring too." I tilt my head as she smiled awkwardly.

"Well... we both know that without censoring, father would have definitely cancelled our marriage immediately." Margaret explained, "While we already have Mother’s support so father’s wouldn’t matter but..."

"It’s best to at least not have him as our enemy, huh?" I ask as she nodded. "What do you think he called you for?"

"Probably about you I guess, could be something else as well."

"That’s a very low chance of happening." I say as she started walking out.

"I’ll go check him out, let’s talk in the morning."

"Oh, before you go," She stopped, "How do you know so much about me?"

"I learned."

"How so much? It almost feels like you’ve known me even before the academy."

Margaret gave a secret smile, "And what if I have? Are you scared that I know of all your secrets?"

"Not really, I’m just thinking that I know very less about you."

Margaret gave me a wink from the door, "Well, we have our whole lives ahead to learn each other."

I smiled as she left, "And people say, I’m too forward."

...

After a while...

Margaret walked alone in a long stone hallway lit up with torches on the sides. She came before a large door that was her father’s office, once belonging to her mother and knocked.

"Come in" Her father’s almost hoarse voice carried out and she frowned.

’That doesn’t bring confidence.’

Margaret opened the door and saw the medium sized room with the desk at the end. There were multiple papers regarding the Earldom, city and other pressing matters but Margaret’s attention went to the side, at the small alcohol cabinet.

She saw her father taking out one of his least favorite bottle, one he always drank when he had problems troubling him.

"Pour me one too?" She asked and to her surprise he did so without any trouble.

Margaret took a sip of it and found it a sweet and hot, but there was definitely something wrong with the taste, yet her father always drank this one in problematic times.

"So what is it father?" She asked.

"Sit down first." Seman said and walked to his desk and almost plopped down in weariness. She could see the exhaustion for the whole day’s work biting him.

Seman took a sip and spoke, "Are you sure about doing this?"

Margaret didn’t need to ask what, she just nodded, "Yes, I am."

"And there’s no way to change your mind?"

"No"

"What about your mother? Won’t she disagree?"

"She’s already on board with this."

"Of course, she is." Seman sighed, "Leaving the troublesome part to me."

Margaret leaned ahead, "Father, we don’t have to think of this as a bad thing. We should be enjoying this, not thinking of it as trouble."

"I know that but... have you thought about Samantha?" Seman asked, "Would your sister have wanted this?"

"What she wants doesn’t matter." Seman felt hurt at her blatant disregard, "Besides, she already rejected this marriage proposal that you arranged already."

Seman felt the blame shift to him as he drank a bit more of the bad stuff. He knew how much he had fucked up by signing that deal with that monster... yet here he was, again, drinking and talking about the same thing but for the opposite.

"You do understand how much this will impact our family?"

"Why does that matter... you don’t believe the rumors about him right?" Margaret said, lying about the underworld part of his.

"I would be stupid not to, but he’s not the only one that’s tied to those people." Seman looked sharply at Margaret.

"It’s only for some business, father."

"Which might bring your own ruin." Seman shook his head and changed the topic again, "But that’s not even the real problem. Do you know that the Dragonoir family already knows of this?"

"And?"

"Haa... I know what I’m asking, but we need their support." Seman urged, "They are one of the founding families."

"And we now have the Tax. Have you checked his background father?" Margaret said, "Have you seen how much he has accomplished, how great his resources are?"

"With Henry on board, forget about the Dragonoir family, we won’t need anyone. We can get ahead by ourselves."

Seman looked at his daughter for a while before sighing, "You’re not gonna listen, are you?"

"What do you think?"

"Haa... alright, do as you may. I just know this will come biting my ass one day."