It was already pitch black outside the window, and it was already evening before I knew it.

Just as he had eaten something and was about to go to bed, he heard the sound of messy footsteps outside the street.

The fire outside the window was shining and the figures were shaking.

Leaning on the window and seeing through the gaps in the velvet curtains, the streets that should have been pitch black were now illuminated as daytime.

It is the guards of Faralinburg.

And there is also the Temple of Time!

They seem to be searching for someone...

After a while, the door was knocked.

"Sir, have anyone found any suspicious?"

a serious voice asked.

"No, what's going on?"

Martin asked again after answering.

The man replied, "A thief stole important items in the temple, and we are searching him."

Important items of the temple?

Martin panicked for no reason.

Could it be...that pen?

"Sir, if you find out, you must report it in time. This thief is very dangerous!"

Without hearing Martin's response, the man reminded him again.

"Okay, I get it."

...

The next morning, Martin discovered that the city was much more strict.

In addition to guards, there are also patrol teams.

Moreover, his guess was confirmed: more than a dozen stationery stores in the city were strictly searched, especially pen shops!

The reward order is also posted on each notice board.

A thief with a quill pen is wanted. The pen has a very unique appearance and blue feathers...

The reward reached 500 gold coins!

Martin wanted to report himself.

However, this also gave him an extremely important message - the temple seems to have no idea that the shape of this pen will change...

Martin did not go to the library all day on Saturday, but stayed in his room.

While sorting out Martin's memory, he waited silently.

From time to time, I looked up at the cuckoo wall clock on the wall, and time moved forward little by little during this long wait.

Get up in the morning and everything is normal.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the poem did not appear!

At twelve o'clock noon, the poem did not appear!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the poem still did not appear!!

...

When it was dark, Martin finally let out a long sigh.

Success!

The stone pressing on his heart finally moved away, and he felt a little relieved.

The moon outside the window was very round, and Martin finally had a stable sleep.

On Sunday morning, after breakfast, Martin welcomed the Earl's Mansion again.

However, this time Clin did not greet him in the carriage.

In fact, he can see the clues of this in the coachman's performance.

To be fair, he was happy to see this beautiful girl early in the morning.

That means a good mood all day.

When they arrived at the manor, Clint and Rocky were standing at the door, and after seeing Martin, they saluted properly.

The etiquette class of the two little guys was not in vain.

Unfortunately, Clin reveals his nature as soon as he opens his mouth: "Teacher, have you brought us candy skewers?"

Rocky was a little shy, but also looked at him with anticipation.

Martin nodded slightly.

As soon as she entered the room, the little girl Clinton ignored her image and reached out to get Martin's bag...

When facing outsiders, the siblings pay great attention to their image, dignified and decent, and attentive.

However, Martin has been a teacher for the siblings for three years and is already very familiar with each other, so they don’t have much scruples in front of Martin, and their nature is fully exposed.

This won't work!

As a teacher, I also need dignity!

“Have you finished your homework last week?”

Martin asked as soon as he sat down.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his seemingly expressionless face is actually a touch of playfulness.

That's right!

Homework.

It is definitely one of the nightmare for students.

Clin and Rocky's face turned pale, as if they remembered the pain when facing the number study questions.

"That, teacher, there was a banquet last weekend, so..."

Clin stammered, and even pulled Rocky, who hadn't come back to his senses.

The little guy quickly nodded his head: "Yes! I've been busy all day, so tired!"

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the two naughty children, Martin still felt soft.

But he still reminded with a stern face: "I didn't do it and remember to make up for it today!"

Then he said, "Today, let's not learn mathematics, but today we will learn philosophy..."

"Okay!"

Hearing that he didn't have to learn mathematics anymore, Clin cheered happily.

Rocky quickly applauded.

Martin finally smiled at this time.

The curse was resolved, and the clouds in his heart dissipated...

Otherwise, the curse would be like the sword of Damocles hanging above his head, which might have killed him at any time. How could he have the intention to tease these two naughty children on purpose?

The basic theory of physics is indeed interesting, and Martin was in a very good mood. Under the guidance of deliberate and interesting, the two little guys listened with relish and their energy was unprecedentedly concentrated throughout the afternoon.

"So every object has a tendency to maintain its original state of motion. I call this trend - inertia!"

When Martin "summarized" the first law of mechanics and explained it to the two of them, a neutral voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Special condition trigger was detected, the system is adapting..."

Then, Martin felt a buzzing sound in his mind and his eyes suddenly burst out.

The translucent hazy mist began to gather and finally formed a... attribute bar.

This is……

system?!

My God!

Martin almost exclaimed.

He never expected that he actually had the killer weapon of time travel - the system!

Martin burst into tears silently.

I sacrificed myself to save others, but after traveling through time, I was threatened by my life. I finally took the risk of lifting the curse...

Now, God finally can't stand it anymore?
To be continued...