Miss Witch, It's Time to Clean Up the Entries - Chapter 25

【Swordsmanship Genius】Your hands are naturally made for holding a sword. If you pursue this path diligently, you will eventually become a great swordsman among knights.

【Surgery Genius】Your hands are naturally meant for holding a scalpel. If you pursue this path diligently, you will eventually become a leader in the field of surgery.

【Sniper Genius】Your hands are naturally meant for holding a sniper rifle. If you pursue this path diligently, you will eventually become a sharpshooter who never misses.

These three striking green entries made Leon’s eyes light up.

He had met countless nobles and commoners during this time. Layla was the only one who had so many high-level entries.

Although these three entries were not Silver Extraordinary Entries, in the realm of ordinary people, if one could reach the pinnacle of these three aspects, they would have the power to fight even against extraordinary beings.

Leon asked, “Lord Romiada, have you hired a swordsmanship instructor for Miss Layla?”

“No.”

Romiada said, “A lady doesn’t need to know swordsmanship. I can’t imagine her swinging a sword; that would be too rude. A lady should be skilled in music, dancing, painting, and poetry.”

From Romiada’s tone, it was clear that Layla’s talents were being buried.

“Choose one among swordsmanship, medicine, and shooting, and find her a professional instructor. I believe she will achieve something in this area.”

Leon said.

Romiada looked at his wife and mistresses, his gaze meeting those of his daughters and sons.

They all showed expressions of confusion.

Not until his eldest son laughed out loud, “Hahaha, Lord Leon is joking with us.”

“Yes, it must be.”

Romiada also laughed.

Layla’s face turned red. Although she didn’t know why Lord Leon was making fun of her, she was already self-conscious and now wanted to escape the scene even more.

Layla lifted her skirt and ran away.

“You shouldn’t make fun of Layla.”

Romiada scolded his eldest son, Byramiada.

Byramiada looked at his father innocently, “Who was laughing the loudest just now?”

Leon shook his head, “If you don’t mind, I can be her swordsmanship instructor.”

Romiada and his wife and mistresses exchanged glances again and instantly understood.

Leon had taken an interest in their youngest daughter.

Although Layla was only 14, in Green Shade Territory, girls could already be engaged at 14.

The wedding could be held after they reached adulthood.

So Romiada immediately agreed to Leon’s suggestion.

“If you are willing to guide her, of course you can.”

Leon naturally knew what old Lord Romiada was thinking, but he didn’t want to explain too much; this involved his secrecy.

He valued Layla’s talent and thought it was a great pity for such talent not to be trained.

Training her to become the strongest sword knight, sniper, and ripper by his side would increase his safety factor by that little bit more.

“I will go inform Layla right away.”

Romiada’s mistress, Lady Emily, excitedly ran off, lifting her skirt.

Because Layla was her biological daughter, if Layla became the new Lady Lord, her status would also rise.

Leon continued to participate in Romiada’s family banquet.

Bella, at her mother’s request, was still playing the harp piece “Story of Spring” for Leon.

This was a country music piece with a gentle and beautiful rhythm.

Lady Romiada didn’t believe that her beautiful second daughter would be inferior to the child of a mistress, the good-for-nothing Layla.

She hoped Leon would change his mind and choose a different person to “guide”.

Unfortunately, Leon was not concentrating on Bella’s playing. He was constantly interacting with the various girls at the ball, like a seasoned player in the game of love, casting a wide net and reaping many rewards.

“Lady, do you think Lord Leon might have inherited Lord Moria’s philandering nature?”

A mistress who only had sons asked.

“What’s wrong with that? If that’s the case, it proves both my daughters have a chance.”

Lady Romiada said.

The mistress said worriedly, “He doesn’t even spare the maids. He looks like he’s hunting.”

“You can dress up your son and send him in front of him.”

Lady Romiada sneered.

The mistress’s relationship with her was not good because they were rivals in love, both infatuated with the same man, the butler Luan Schroeder.

Leon wandered around the ball and finally found the spy hidden in the richest man’s house.

Romiada’s fourth mistress. She arrived late, solely to dress herself up.

She looked only eighteen years old, dressed gaudily, lively and radiant.

Standing with Romiada, they looked like daughter and father.

The wife and mistresses all disliked her because she was too favored.

“I’m sorry, I’m late.”

“This is my mistress, Vanessa.”

Romiada introduced.

Vanessa curtsied slightly to Leon and said with a smile, “Lord Leon, you are even younger than I imagined. Truly young and promising.”

“Lady Vanessa, you are also younger than I imagined.”

Leon saw the look of admiration in Romiada’s two sons’ eyes as they looked at Vanessa and instantly felt that Romiada’s green hat was even higher.

“Thank you for your compliment. Actually, I am already 20 years old.”

Vanessa said with a smile.

“Oh, you look only 18.”

“Really? You are so good with words.”

Vanessa covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Her gaze swept over Anna and Annie’s faces and quickly returned to Leon.

Just as Leon was having a lively conversation with Romiada’s new mistress, Layla’s scream broke the calm of the ball.

Leon followed everyone’s gaze and looked at Layla, who was wearing a pink long dress.

Layla looked at the red rash that had suddenly appeared on her hand and screamed and scratched,

“Ah… what is this? What is this? It’s so itchy.”

“Layla, are you alright?”

Lady Emily looked nervously at Layla’s already broken skin on her arm, “Layla, you can’t scratch anymore.”

“But Mother, it’s so itchy, so itchy.”

Layla said, still constantly scratching the area where the rash appeared, leaving visible bloody marks on her hands.

It seemed that only pain could slightly alleviate this intense itching.

“It’s the plague! It’s the plague!”

Suddenly, a voice rang out in the crowd, causing everyone at the family ball to panic.

The crowd started screaming and fleeing, wanting to leave Romiada’s mansion as quickly as possible and stay away from Layla, the source of the disease.

Leon frowned and looked at Romiada,

“Have the mansion sealed off. The people here cannot leave for now. Find a doctor to examine Miss Layla, isolate Miss Layla temporarily, and prevent her from continuing to harm herself.”

“Yes, Lord Leon.”

Romiada, who had been at a loss, suddenly found his backbone and immediately had the butler, Luan Schroeder, do these things.

Layla was tied up and locked in a room.

“I don’t, I don’t have the plague, Father, Mother, save me, save me!”

Layla’s painful screams echoed throughout the mansion. Everyone was immersed in fear.