At the banquet, Angelo looked at the bishop sitting next to his father, his eyes glowing coldly. Phil on the side had a gloomy face, and the nobles present did not feel any dissatisfaction because of the gaffe of the two princes, but felt a little relieved.

Xiuen chatted with the bishop with a faint expression, and the bishop was also obviously absent-minded, at least in the eyes of the discerning person.

"Why do you say the bishop, obviously unwilling to be here, but forced to stay here." As the protagonist, Angelo can't stay aside after accepting everyone's congratulations and gifts, at this time he is holding a glass of juice and talking to the little nobleman next to him, speaking of which is still his former classmate, although he doesn't know any of them, but it doesn't prevent them from communicating, after all, the good habits of the nobles make them embroider their own family crests.

"The Bishop must have a plan, but unfortunately we can't get in touch." One of them pursed his lips and drank the red wine in his glass, and the Ottoid Empire's resistance to the Holy See could be passed down from generation to generation.

"Who says we can't." Angelo raised his eyebrows, "The sudden appearance of the Holy See has made everyone uncomfortable, but I have heard that other empires will allow nobles in their country to visit the Holy See and receive sacraments and worship by the way." I think we can too. "Although the nobles of the Ottoid Empire, who are sacraments and worship, will not accept it at all, it does not prevent a group of small heirs who are not the head of the family and are more like the head of the family from going to the Holy See to make a little trouble for the bishop.

The little nobleman who understood what Angelo meant smiled silently, although Angelo was not the leader among them, but this time, his mention was very popular with the people.

Silent tacit understanding, Angelo smiled "Good luck." ”

"Good luck." The voice was not loud, but all that could be heard were people who were distracted, and Angelo's eyes fluttered as his gaze returned to the bishop. Just as the bishop looked at him, Angelo raised his juice glass and saluted.

At the end of the feast, Angelo looked at the bishop who was approaching the Kent house, and his eyebrows moved slightly, "I am sure that the person who came in the morning is definitely from the Holy See, that is, that Casey Ackerman." Behind him, Benedict, who had been quiet, sighed slightly, "I didn't let him go if I knew it was morning." ”

"It's hard to buy a thousand dollars, and you know it early." Angelo smiled and followed Phil to send people out of the palace, as for the godparents who did not recognize, His Excellency Kent said that the child was talking nonsense for a while, and His Highness should not be taken seriously.

The old king of Xiuen only made a joke, after all, if he recognized the only son of the Kent family, he would not cause trouble in the future. Although Raphael was not very happy, he was glared at by his father and was born.

Back in the hall, the attendants in the palace had already cleaned up the banquet, Xiuen sat on the main seat with his head up, and when he saw Angelo and a few people coming back, he beckoned, "The bishop is not good today, what are you hiding from me?" Phil, Angelo, and Benedict looked at each other and shook their heads, "No." ”

Xiuen looked at his two sons, and then at Benedict with a natural face, "Go back and rest, Phil has been delayed long enough, let's go on the road tomorrow." With that, Xiun got up and left. Angelo blinked, what did the bishop and his father say?

Phil shook his head, he hadn't heard it at all, but it didn't look like the two were talking. Benedict smiled, "Your Highness, go back and rest early." ”

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Barton appeared in front of several people, carrying out his daily tasks with a blank face. Angelo pursed his lips and chuckled, "Third brother, let's go back first." He gestured to Benedict, who was sent away, and Angelo was satisfied to see the corners of his mouth raised helplessly.

The distance between Phil's palace and Angelo is not far, Angelo and Phil are side by side, and from time to time they look at the third brother who wants to talk and stop, and in the end he can't help but "What does the third brother think is wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, I just think you're growing up so fast." Phil thought back to Angelo's appearance at the banquet just now and his recent progress, and for a moment he couldn't even believe that this was his younger brother who never smiled in front of outsiders when he was a child.

"My brothers are gone, and I'm naturally going to grow up, not to mention, I'm going to be an adult soon, aren't I." In the blink of an eye, Angelo smiled, with a little calmness and solemnity, the soul in his body was a twenty-five-year-old soul, which was naturally different from a fifteen-year-old gloomy boy. Should we be glad that he used to have similar living habits as Angelo.

Thinking of the reason for Angelo's growth, Phil pursed his lips, at the beginning, they left to become stronger and stronger, but they didn't expect that after coming back, their younger brother had grown up, this feeling was really half filled with joy, and half felt empty.

"In the future, we can assist the eldest brother together, can't we?" Angelo looked around and leaned into Phil's ear, "Or does the third brother not want to stay in the empire?" Phil shook his head, "How could it be." Rubbing the little brother's head, it turned out that the hair that was fixed by the hair ornament was not kneaded at all, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "I suddenly understand why you don't want to go to Nadas." ”

"I thought my brother would have known about it." Angelo tilted his head and smiled, "Brother, rest early." Pointing to the nearby gate of the temple, Angelo prepared to go over.

"Birthday present." Phil threw a fifth-level magic core to Angelo, who was a thunder-based demonic beast, and the pure purple color was no worse than the color of Angelo's eyes. Angelo knew that Phil had been on the edge of the Abyss Forest a few days ago, and they had met when they went to practice, catching the magic core, Angelo shook it next to his eyes, and asked a question that was often asked to Raphael, "Which one is good-looking?" ”

Phil was stunned for a moment, "Just one." ”

"Ah," Angelo twitched the corners of his mouth and raised a smile, "Third brother, I'm worried that you won't find your sister-in-law." After saying that, he left Phil with a blank face and returned to his dormitory.

In the dormitory, Benedict, the man who had been sent out a long time ago, was reading a book on a desk on the side. Angelo came close to the "chronicle? Do you understand what this does? He thought Benedict knew everything about the continent.

"Keep an eye on the development of this continent." Benedict smiled, this place can be invaded by otherworldly souls, it must be a loophole in the rules, but I don't know yet, this loophole is the instability of the rules or artificial.

Putting down the book, he put his fingers on Angelo's hair ornament, and the originally sturdy hair ornament fell neatly and fell in a circle in Benedict's hand.

"What did the bishop say to the Kent family later?" Angelo leaned back into Benedict's arms, he was a little worried about the bishop, the Pope could let the Holy See of the Oss Empire be so weak, not only because of the untenable guilt, but also because the Holy See was powerless to develop without the support of the royal family. If the Holy See was to develop because of a holy beast, Angelo felt a bit like the culprit.

"He asked about the curse potion, after all, if you want to know who the two bottles of holy light potion are for, there is a trace, but the attitude of the Kent family today makes him a little uncertain." Benedict looked at what he was doing, "Your father told me, be careful, Bishop, because of this, what is wrong." ”

"So, you're going to keep it in perpetuity?" Rubbing the hair that finally loosened, to be honest, I was used to being loose and suddenly tied up, and I always felt that there was something more on my head. Angelo squinted slightly, looked at the person in front of him with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and burst out laughing.

"How is that possible?" Benedict put his hair ornament aside, "Richie got you some water, go wash up first." ”

Angelo nodded, he sensed that Benedict had something on his mind, and it might be better not to ask until he had sorted it out.

Hot water is easy to relax, and this principle applies to all worlds, and although she is nostalgic for the feeling of hot water, Angelo still tries her best to clean herself up. Sure enough, Angelo saw Benedict writing something, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he rubbed out of the gap between Benedict and the desk, and was immediately surrounded by an arm.

"What are you writing about?" Angelo said softly, it was really because Benedict's expression was a little stern now, and he didn't see the relaxation of the past, although the writing and painting on the paper was the common language of the mainland, but the content on it Angelo couldn't understand for a while.

"I'm thinking about a problem." Benedict thought for a moment, "Where is the loophole in the rules?" Angelo blinked, "What is the rationale for the rule?" ”

Now, it was Benedict's turn to be dumbfounded, "I never thought about it. "God is in charge of regulating and making the rules, and no one has ever sought the source, as if no one had ever told him how God was born." There is a saying on the earth, which probably means that if you want to know where the problem is, it is impossible to just look at the problem, and you can only know the cause by looking at the source. From the generation of the rules to the entry into force, something must be followed, as if you made me accepted by the rules, proving that I did not violate the fundamental at the top. You're responsible for making the rules, but you can't break them, proving that the power of the rules comes from a higher level. ”

Angelo's palms were stacked on top of each other, and he looked at Benedict through the gap in his palms, as if he were the eye of the gods overseeing all planes. "It's like a machine I made in my previous life, and the programs we set must be reasonable in order to be applied, so that the machine can respond correctly."

"The rules follow the rules." Benedict thought about it for a moment and decided to explain it to Angelo from the beginning, perhaps to find the reason for the loopholes in the rules. Taking a piece of paper again, some words from the Word appeared, and Benedict slowly explained the rules in his memory to Angelo, who sorted out his understanding into another piece of paper.

Until the sky was getting dark, Angelo looked at Benedict who was thinking through the thick paper, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and he sorted aside the parchment that he had used up last night, and then waited for Benedict to come out of his thoughts. It wouldn't be long, he knew.

The morning light entered the room, Benedict took back the rest of the records, leaned back in the chair, and a soft light pulled Angelo closer to him, "I haven't slept all night, are you in good spirits?" ”

"If there is meditation, I don't have to sleep." Angelo blinked, "Finding a loophole doesn't happen overnight, and I've never seen you in a hurry before, what happened yesterday?" ”

Seeing the corners of the person's mouth pursed in front of him, Angelo raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it convenient to say?" ”

"That's not it, it's just ......" Benedict looked at Angelo sternly, "You're getting ready for class now." Rolling his eyes, Angelo ravaged/trampled Benedict's hair, "Got it, Sensei, you shouldn't be here now." ”

As the white dot of light disappeared, Richie pushed the door open and entered, a little surprised to see Angelo dressed neatly. "Your Highness, you woke up so early today." Angelo nodded, "I had a good rest yesterday." Is the third brother already gone? ”

"Not yet, His Royal Highness the Third Prince said that he would send His Highness to the Pharmacist Association." Richie put the washing utensils away one by one, saw the ink spots on the table that were not cleaned, and blinked, it seems that His Highness worked hard last night.

The Pharmacist Association, Angelo sent Phil away, turned around and entered the door, and saw Yasuo as if he was sorting out something, "Busy early in the morning?" ”

"Your Highness." Yasuo saluted, "That's right, Your Highness, yesterday there were suspicious people who entered your and Dick's apothecary's greenhouse, so I asked someone to check if there were any defects or additions to the medicinal herbs inside, which is the material for return." Angelo stopped and looked back at Yasuo, "What else?" ”

Yasuo lowered his head and pulled out a portrait from the drawer at the front desk, "It's my dereliction of duty, this is the person who came in yesterday, if Your Highness notices that he is near you, please be careful." I found that the damage to the greenhouse was worse than I thought, and that the materials for two probiotic agents were missing. ”

Looking at that portrait, Angelo recalled the appearance of the intruder he saw yesterday, and had to say that Yasuo's portrait was really eight points similar, but unfortunately, they had confirmed the identity of that person, and even Richie, who had seen this little soldier, did not recognize it, and it must have changed his appearance.

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Angelo smiled and put the portrait away, "Don't blame yourself." With a slight word, there was no more persuasion, because Yasuo's dereliction of duty was a fact, but he was not a member of the Pharmacists Association, so it was not easy to blame.

Entering the greenhouse, seeing the Benedict being mixed and the recipe on the table, Angelo sighed softly, sure enough, last night's Yan sù was just an accident.