Sir Ares, Goodnight

After a long while only did it dawn on Storm and Grayson that the two boys did not want to study.

"Do the two of you not like academics?" Grayson felt the situation to be a little off.

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As expected, Baby Robbie waged a finger at them. "That's untrue. We don't wish to be simpletons who are more brawn than brains. Instead, we're striving to be all-rounded, well-developed beings of mankind."

Storm and Grayson's expressions darkened.

Storm gulped. "Would you two little devils speak English? What are you trying to say?"

Baby Zetty smiled joyfully. "You can't really blame others for calling you stupid when you are. Big Brothers' words are already so straightforward, so how can you still not understand what they're trying to say? Sigh."

Storm was speechless.

Grayson.

Grayson shook

of the

teachers."

He's more than capable of teaching the lot of you. Unless that is, you manage to find a teacher who's better

are your words, not mine. So as long as we find a teacher better than Storm, you'll have to ask them to be our teacher. Don't go back on your words." Grayson and Storm were confident. "As you

question for Storm. If you get it right, I'll

"Shoot."

foot. "Do you know of our geographic position?

Storm and Grayson

on a housing's geographic location?" Grayson asked. Jenson replied, "Don't find excuses for your own

we can't answer, I highly

Robbie smiled charmingly in response. "This teacher of ours is all-knowing and all-capable,

the nonsense and just tell me who it is. I'd like this to meet such a divine entity as well,"