Drops of crystal water fell from the sky, like tears in the sky, and like a brilliant meteor shower, surrounding Carl and Miss Melissa, like a dream!

Miss Melissa's eyes lit up at once, as if they were stars in the sky.

"The sky is crying, and the raindrops represent my tears......"

She couldn't help but reach out and touch these crystal raindrops, they were so beautiful, the starry raindrops were as beautiful as a dream. It's so beautiful, a short piece of poetry, exquisite to the extreme, and graceful to the extreme, but it seems to contain an extremely deep and affectionate story, with a rich regret and sadness that people can't get rid of.

Such a poem, such a scene, there are few girls who can not be fascinated by it. Miss Melissa's eyes were full of brilliance, and she stared at Carl without blinking, and said in surprise and admiration: "I regret it even more now!"

"No, no need to regret, just be grateful!"

Karl smiled softly, like an affectionate poet, pointing to the sky, pointing to the earth, and staring at Miss Melissa, and said affectionately: "We want to thank the sky, thank the earth, thank fate, let us meet, since I have you, my life is a miracle......"

"The sea can dry up, the rocks can rot, the sky can collapse, the earth can crack, but we can stand shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, ......"

Miss Melissa's eyes sparkled even brighter as she stared at Carr, and this time even Sir Grant could not help smiling, for Mr. Carr was a brilliant poet, and a poet who knew how to please girls.

A great poet who can recite such beautiful and moving love poems casually, in a deliberately created romantic atmosphere, when he expresses his love to a certain lady affectionately, how many ladies can resist it!

Looking at this Mr. Carr, Sir Grant could not help but think of the absurd years of his youth, and suddenly felt a sense of pity for the young junior, but he could not help but glance at his daughter worriedly.

When I saw that Sophie was just staring curiously at the beautiful raindrops falling from the sky, and did not react to the two love poems that were enough to touch the hearts of any girl, I couldn't help but sigh a little.

However, this worry is gone, and another trouble hits my heart. His precious daughter seems to be a little too emotional, she is not interested in poetry and opera at all, and she has a lot of questions about the emotions and feelings that are common to many people, and often corrects other people's grammatical mistakes and asks many strange questions from many angles.

He always wanted to find a suitable tutor for his daughter, but he changed several teachers in a row, and they were all embarrassed by Sophie's various strange and tricky questions, and finally resigned in embarrassment.

He had just seen that Mr. Karl seemed to be able to talk to Sophie, and he wondered if he could ask this Mr. Karl to be his daughter's tutor, but seeing Mr. Karl's skillful flirting methods, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"Mr. Roland, I am amazed by your talent!"

Miss Melissa's beautiful eyes flowed, she looked at Carl with a smile, gently raised her hand to touch the rose condensed with water vapor in Carl's hand, and said in a seductive tone: "If you can write another poem for me, I will let you kiss my hand without gloves!"

"Thank you for your generosity!"

Carl smiled and said, "If I do a few more, can I kiss the rest of you?"

"Mr. Roland, don't be greedy......"

"Of course, if you're not afraid of Lady Loris's jealousy, as long as you write more than twice as many poems for me as Mrs. Loris, then I can't think about it......"

......

"Humph!"

Looking at Carl and Miss Melissa, who were talking more and more enthusiastically, the gloomy young man who was ignored by everyone as if he were the background couldn't help but be jealous, and the biggest humiliation in the world was not to be trampled on the soles of his feet in front of him, but to be ignored like ants.

Depressed, angry, jealous, resentful...... The flame of anger burned in the somber young man's chest, and he was angry, angry that he was born into a noble family, but because he was only the second son, he had no inheritance, and could only curry favor with the commoners who had already fallen out of the aristocratic class, and do what he despised the most.

He was jealous, jealous that a talented young man like Carl, an outsider who had just arrived in the City of Silver Tide, could make a sensation in the city with his talent in just a few days, and win the favor of Lady Loris, and even the Queen of the Waves.

He hated this Carl Rowland, and he had worked hard for several years to write a work that he had worked hard to write with all his heart, and in the eyes of Mrs. Loris, he only received a decent encouragement, but this Roland, who only opportunistically wrote a fairy tale praising the mermaid family, won the attention of Mrs. Loris.

Now it is even more with a long heroic epic that shocked the entire ball, and it is conceivable that after the situation of the ball tonight spreads, when the "Iliad" spreads throughout the entire Silver Tide City, it will cause a great sensation in the entire social circle, the entire Silver Tide City from the literary world.

Although he was jealous and resentful, he also had to admit that the Iliad was a great work, and that this odious Roland was indeed a brilliant poet. He can write the magnificent and moving "Daughter of the Sea", the majestic "Iliad", and even the love poems that tug at the heartstrings of a lady, such a person can almost imagine how much he will be sought after in social circles and how successful he will be in this world.

Fame, status, women, wealth, sought after by thousands of people, leaving a name in history, and even becoming a guest of royal families and great nobles, all kinds of bright and brilliant futures are waiting for this Roland.

However, the more he thought about it, the more the young man hated and envied it, and what he most longed for and desired, but which he had scarcely hoped for in his life, was easily obtained in the hands of another man, which was the most naked mockery of all his efforts.

Looking at Carl, who was talking happily with Miss Melissa and the atmosphere was getting more and more harmonious, the young man was almost jealous and wanted to lose his mind, and he wanted to rush up and beat Carl violently, but Miss Melissa's identity reminded him to be sensible, and the identity of Carl's knight in the legend also reminded him to be sensible.

Carl's success made him crazy with jealousy, and even everything in this ball made him feel extremely hated.

He gave Carl one last glare, and left the club with resentment.

However, even if he got into the carriage, even if he was blown by the cool night breeze, even if the sound of singing and dancing in Mrs. Loris's mansion faded away, it did not soothe his anger and jealousy.

"How can you succeed?"

"Mine, my, Lady Loris's favor, Miss Melissa's love, the talent that shocked the social circle, should all be mine, my ......"

The young man muttered indignantly, frantically recalled, frantically searching for ways and words to attack and discredit Karl.

"There it is!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in the young man's red eyes, and he suddenly thought of a way to destroy Carl.

"Turn around and go to the cathedral!"

"I'm going to report to the church that this Carl Rowland is heretical. ”

"Hmph, if you can't compare to your talent, I'll report it!