Your Highness, Don’t Be Like This

　　 After Kevin listened to Ying Ling's words, he knew what Ying Ling meant. However, after thinking about it, he shook his head: "Miss Sakura Ling, Sir Barton and His Royal Highness Osikris have no problem with these two benefits, but for such a big thing, it is said that two little wizards have participated- And they are temporary workers...it's a bit unreasonable. Ahem, are they going to have official careers?"

　　 Ying Ling's face was pulled down on the spot. She drank tea, smoked lightly, without even looking at Kevin, and chatted with Rose with a smile.

　　 At this time, Kevin was a little bit unable to get off the stage, and many agents looked a little embarrassed.

　　 seems to have offended this local snake.

　　 Is it possible to divide the credit for another point?

　　Kevin took a careful look at Rose over there and found that Rose was not paying attention to this matter at all.

　　 Indeed, Lord Polster doesn't care about this credit, and people don't like it. What he wants is prestige, a name in the newspaper, and the hearts of voters!

　　 But with more people, don’t you have less credit?

If Polster wants to do it well, not only do you have to rely on this horror, but you have to ask her aunt to run it for yourself if it doesn’t work--or else the three-point credit for arresting Harold would not be so. It's delicious.

　　 Kevin figured it out. He said, "Miss Yingling. We have all the names you mentioned. Don't worry, this will be done. I am familiar with the Mystery Office. After a while, we may need them to leave. At that time, I will take care of these two juniors."

　　 After listening, Ying Ling smiled.

　　Kevin, this kid is acquainted.

　　Louis, that stinky boy, can be regarded as a bargain-this great contribution can be compared to a letter of recommendation from the big political donors behind the politicians of the Ministry of Magic!

　　 Where can he get a recommendation letter of this level?

　　 Aunt can't ask for it!

　　With this credit, he took an unsuited card, which is probably enough.

　　 This is considered an investment... When your kid gets mixed up later, you have to worry about the gratitude of the old lady!

　　...

　　 A few days later, at the dinner table.

　　【Three of Hearts Promotion +1】

　　 [Louis: 3 of hearts (3/3), 4 of hearts (0/3)]

　　【Current promotion achievements: Crowley Manor, mysterious and strange incident (A-level!)】

　　 [Introducer: Big Banker Mr. Belifu (call tomorrow)]

[Inviter: The desperate Crowley family (Muggles), the grieving'big textile capitalist. The captain of the Seventh Fleet of the United Kingdom of Sorrento. The governor of the colony of the Tri-Continents. The military politician' Assina Crowley (Muggle Governor, Earl), the chief heir of the grieving Earl'Kate Crowley' (Muggle, investable)]

[Teammates: Three Great British Magicians (Is there really magic in this world?), 3 Great Moon God officials (Is there really such a demons in this world?), Templar (He has the martial arts you need) 】

　　 [Available identity (2): Pastor Louis of the Cathedral of the Icon Tree, Sister Helen/Sister Osikris, Assistant Detective]

[Completion reward: random attribute +5, Ministry of Magic merit +1, Stewart reasonable recommendation letter +1, Osikris Sorrento kingdom palace reputation +200, Louis Sorrento kingdom reputation +200, Delphinia Invitation for a banquet with His Majesty Ignatius]

　　 At this dining table, Louis looked at the narration while looking at the newspaper in his hand with a strange expression on his face.

　　‘I’ve been going around, but the credit is still in my hands? ’

　　‘It’s too hard to be a good person without leaving a name. ’

　　‘But, doesn’t the story book say a recommendation letter? How did you become successful? It seems that this line of fate is already chaotic and can't be chaotic anymore, even the story book can't predict it with 100% accuracy. ’

　　 "Ahem, ahem." Helen stabbed Louis, motioning him to listen to his sister.

　　Louis put down the newspaper, looked at the Osikris who was telling the ‘story’, and couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

"...I happened to be passing by with Sir Sakura Ling at the time, and the great magician Harold, in desperation, was captured by us together. But, thinking of this credit, I don’t need it so much, so I Just consider whether or not to take care of my students..."

　　 Osikriss deliberately uttered the words and shook the wine glass gracefully. In the sister's eyes full of admiration, and Louis's white eyes, a slight sip of red wine.

This time, Osikris’s waist in front of the students hardened again, her toes became arrogant, and her feet under the dining table were also swaying—this time, my Highness, not at the Ministry of Magic, the court wizard. Medium heavy brush reputation?

　　 Haven't the academy wizards noticed again? Become the focus of the academy?

　　 I'll make a big news when I look back. On the college side, I don't have a position of deputy dean!

　　 At that time, my school is full of peaches and plums, and my supporters are everywhere. Then fight for the Q of Hearts. The next generation of witch queens can still be snatched by others?

　　It’s a bit annoying on the father's side, these wizards’ newspapers are invisible to the Muggle world.

　　 After Father King was cursed by that little fairy, he always thought that I was in a place called ‘Sacred Tree Theological Seminary’, and I was messing around...

　　 I really want to be in the Muggle World newspaper...

　　 Her Royal Highness, this princess is about to disappear in her own kingdom...

　　 "Sister, please keep talking!" Helen said impatiently, her little hands tangled together-it's all in the newspaper, are they going to be promoted as well as Louis?

　　 "Huh, it's cheaper for the two of you. It's just that some people don't always know how to be grateful, and they are annoying all day long." With that, Osikris deliberately gave Louis a blank look.

　　 "Sister, sister is amazing, cough cough." Helen clapped her hands fiercely, pinched Louis with her foot, and signaled Louis to clap quickly.

　　 Seeing that Louis was still rolling his eyes there, Osikris couldn't help but kicked him under the seat.

　　 "Papa, papa, amazing, my teacher is the best." Louis clamped his teacher's leg and clapped his hands with a smile.

　　 Feeling her feet caught, Osikris looked at Louis in disbelief: ‘My disciple’s filial piety has deteriorated! ’

　　 After dinner, Osikris ordered Louis to clean up the dishes and clean the room, then went back to the room and secretly wrote that Louis had assigned him the homework through Helen.

　　 Helen stuck out her tongue and glanced at Louis, it seemed that the cleaning was cleaning with him.

　　‘Hook with me all day long, and still want to gain reputation over Muggles? Want to go to the Muggle newspaper? Originally I wanted to take you on this business trip and gain a long experience. Just this performance? ’

　　‘I’m still young and sensible. Louis glanced at the obedient Helen, and touched Helen's head with a smile: "Hey, brother, I will take you to see ghosts tomorrow."

　　 Helen opened her mouth wide, and was so scared that she was about to cry: "Can I not go?"

　　 "No, the witch is afraid of ghosts? You have lost the face of your teacher (pointing to his nose)!"

　　 After taking a shower, Louis was wiping his hair while coughing in the living room, and shouted the trio’s negotiated signal to Osikris’ door: "I’m finished."

　　 At present, the two idiot sisters have secretly written Louis’s homework, but they have not worked out how to dissolve the magic agreement they made.

　　 However, the two sisters succeeded in annoying Louis in various fancy tricks in the middle of the night, so the three people signed a supplementary agreement and gave a secret signal.

　　 As long as Louis utters the code, the contents of the magic agreement will not take effect for a period of time-bathing is the code.

　　 So after Osikris heard the signal, she breathed a sigh of relief. Continue to write homework in that ‘cover the ears and steal the bell’.

　　 On the other side, Louis went back to the bedroom and locked the door. After reading the book for a while, he took the map of Heijiao Alley and looked at it for a while, thinking about whether to go to Yingling and stroll around.

　　 I haven't been since the last time-thinking of this, Louis couldn't help but smile.

　　 But thinking of that guy Stewart's sad look, Louis still sighed. Recently, that guy Stewart has been learning so hard, as if he would have to die if he didn't go to class for a day...

　　 shook his head, Louis returned to the bed and entered the dream world.

　　 This time the dream world was specially arranged by Louis. The scene is no longer the icon tree, but a world tree of life.

　　 Near the tree of life, there is a large ruined wall-it heralds the perfection of the "Book of the Faceless". When the book is completely perfected, this ruined wall will rise again and become a sacred place of knowledge in the dreams of wizards.

　　 Under the tree, Louis sat on the rock and told 14 people about today's lesson. Looking at the fourteen hard-working guys sitting around him, Louis nodded secretly.

　　Ross and others don’t need to say, they have ideals and goals, and they have to write books to Muggles. So very hard work.

　　 Needless to say, Harold, as his chief disciple, he has always worked hardest.

　　 But a good lazy Stewart, but recently he has been gnawing his teeth like crazy. It means that he has to surpass Harold, a schoolmaster, in the first-year curriculum of elementary school.

　　 Look, he asked the question again: "Master, what did you say about the "Stay God Volume I: Shadow of Death" the other day, can you talk more about it?"

　　 "How do you work hard these days?" Louis frowned, "This kind of thing that only has applied theories but no basic theories, so you have to study less and start slowly from the basics. Otherwise, you'll only learn it."

　　 Hearing this, Stewart rolled his eyes fiercely in his heart.

"Master, the fur you taught me is enough--cough, I mean, you don't know, I am learning the basics now, it seems a bit too late..." Stewart put down the four pens in his four hands, The flames couldn't help beating again and again: "Recently, the devil's prison has been a little unstoppable...I have to learn something to protect myself to prevent the pond fish from being hit.

　　 "Heh heh heh heh." Fat Harold stroked his monocle eyepiece~www.ltnovel.com~ and laughed grimly.

　　 Stewart looked at his master in despair, and said, "I want to take a business trip recently. Is it okay?"

　　Louis frowned.

　　 In these recent days, Stewart seems to have suddenly opened up, from a bottom university scum, abruptly to become a schoolmaster-the recent homework grades are a little better than Harold!

　　 But what makes Louis feel so speechless is that this guy Stewart, although his grades are very good, but he only focuses on the fur and not the real thing.

　　 "Forget it, go. Don't miss the evening class." With a sigh, Louis looked at his other good student with a big smile: "Harold, you are going on a business trip."

"No, no, no, I'm going to stay in the Demon Prison for a while. It's quite quiet and interesting." Harold used his new knowledge today to stack the newspapers in front of him into a magic wand. He looked like a fat guy with a mental illness, grinning grinningly: "Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

　　 Looking at the wands of newspapers piled up in front of Harold, Stewart showed a desperate and helpless look.

　　 When did this lunatic steal all the newspapers from the Prison Propaganda Department? Also brought into the dream world!

　　What are you teaching today? I don't know, it seems very powerful-those newspapers can really be used as magic wands, right?

　　 He has made thousands of them, who are you going to give it to?

　　 Suddenly, Stewart buzzed in his head.

　　 it's over, it's over!

　　 It's all useless now... Oh no, I'm on vacation.

　　 Hey hey.

　　 Old brother Polster, I won't interfere in this riot tonight.

　　...

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