Charlie didn't lose his temper because he was scolded by the magician, and he lost his honor in the court.

She still had a polite smile on her face.

Instead, it was the silver-haired 'elf', and the black dragon on her shoulder, with one eye open.

They all looked at each other with pity, a court mage who didn't yet know that a catastrophe was coming.

The more I followed Charlie, the more I knew how dark this lord, who looked particularly 'angelic', had a dark heart.

The devil in hell, you have to bow down when you see her, okay?

"Ah, it's the first time I've seen a wizard in the guild system."

"Hello, my name is Charlie Violet. What's your name, please? ”

The court mage scoffed, dismissing to answer questions.

Charlie didn't care, smiled, and continued to ask.

"I don't suggest I ask you some questions, do you? After all, it's hard for me to meet a magician from the Pure Magic Association. ”

Asked by the Arcanists, especially the entire Arcanist who is now known as the 'Arcane Light', humbly asks for advice.

This is something that makes all magicians feel that there is light on their faces.

So, in the presence of two dragons.

A certain unlucky guy jumped into the 'pit' so miserably.

"Huh! Ignorant Arcanist! You also claim to be erudite! Ask, I will not hesitate to teach you. ”

Charlie's eyes lit up.

That's all I want to ask!

She's read so many goblin magazines, and that stingy guy from Harpy won't give her the inside scoop!

"So, did that branch president of Peter really have a hobby of collecting feces when he was young?" Charlie asked urgently, speaking at a rapid pace.

The magician was caught off guard, as if he had been stuffed with a mouthful of SHI-flavored chocolate.

He looked a little sluggish.

yes, how could he trust the evil Arcanist?

How could these vicious scoundrels ask the great god of magic believers a question?

He opened his mouth and tried for a long time, but he couldn't find his voice.

But will Charlie stop because of that?

Look at the compassionate look on the face of the silver dragon.

Impossible!

"Also, is the unknown side of the legendary Solomon really an underpants thief?"

……

The following omits 39 questions of the soul.

In short, when the court magician left, his face was similar to that of Edson who had just been rescued.

Bluish-purple, crunchy.

Charlie shook his head and sighed, muttering in a low voice, "I don't know anything, bad review." ”

Frye, who was walking in front of Charlie, stumbled and almost fell indecently.

He looked back rather strangely.

I feel that this friend of mine has really changed too much!

Frye resisted the urge to ask.

What did that magician do wrong?

Or should you ask, what exactly did the magicians do wrong?

Since a few weeks ago, they have been unable to take care of themselves by the goblin three magazines.

Take care of the vulnerable and spare the poor magicians.

God knows, these magicians in the palace have recently begun to purchase potions from pharmacists to treat mental problems.

As a colleague, Frye watched them 'grow emaciated'.

The knight's sympathy flooded into a sea of seas.

It leads to the Imperial Emperor's Parliamentary Hall.

The road to the road was carpeted with crimson.

Every three meters on both sides, there are a pair of carved towering stone pillars carved in relief.

The ceiling in the palace is about 10 meters, like a giant's palace.

The reliefs which progress seem to be a continuous painting.

Stories are told.

In order not to arouse Frye's suspicions, Charlie must not be too 'curious' and look sideways.

After all, the original body was here before.

All the way was filled with palace guards in platinum armor.

If it weren't for the dragon, Charlie wouldn't have dared to make such a trip.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't become a 'single knife meeting' in minutes.

At the end of this path, a closed platinum door.

A majestic dragon is carved on the door.

The dragon seemed to scrutinize everyone who was about to enter this door.

The relief alone made Charlie's palms sweat.

The longer she looked at her, the more oppressive she felt.

Gradually, some fine beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and his legs became a little weak.

The black dragon lying on her shoulder raised his head and glanced at the relief.

A gentle puff of hot air erupted from the wing of his nose.

It's like a breeze that blows away a pool of fallen leaves.

The invisibility enveloped Charlie's coercion, and it quietly disappeared into the invisible.

Charlie breathed a sigh of relief, just now he really felt the power of a thousand jun pressing on his body.

Nearly she fell to the ground.

Guarding the gate were two clergymen dressed in robes.

These two are more or less inhuman, and they have some inhuman characteristics.

Like the thin scales on the cheeks.

Another example is the strangely shaped 'hand' hidden under the wide sleeves.

Charlie was about to be level five, and the erudite rank reminded her.

This is presumably the clergy of the Holy Platinum Empire, the only recognized religious affiliation.

Priest of the platinum dragon god Bahamut.

Then, such a majestic platinum dragon, the identity is also about to come out.

They looked at Charlie with strange expressions on their faces, and then looked at each other.

Finally, in desperation, they gently bumped the scepter in their hands.

The door of platinum, which weighs about a few tons, slowly opens.

Behind the gate is a lone throne.

Sitting on the high throne was an old man with a crown on his head.

Under the imperial costumes, the old man's body is gradually decaying uncontrollably.

The years will not stop because of anyone.

Even if it's the king of a country.

This is the sorrow of all short-lived species, and the reason why life is so precious.

Charlie followed Frye to salute the emperor on the throne.

Standard knightly salute.

The old man opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Charlie.

The experience of quelling the civil strife and driving the expedition seems to have sucked away the last spirit of the old man.

Now sitting on the throne is just a dying king.

The Emperor's gaze rested on Charlie.

Although it is already in the waning mountains, the momentum of the king is still there.

Charlie smiled at the scrutinizing gaze of the King of God.

The Emperor sighed slowly.

"You've become different, kid. If old Violet saw it, he would be very pleased. ”

Charlie's heart trembled.

This one looks at the face.

The old emperor saw the difference in her.

Charlie couldn't have imagined that the original body used to be a 'little transparent' in the upper class.

This old man has a lot of opportunities, how can he still remember her?

This made her vigilant, and if she could keep her mouth shut, she tried not to talk much.

"I don't understand, what makes you pretend to be mediocre and bury your talents."

"However, the dragon god will not force anyone to serve the empire."

"The only thing His Majesty requires, is for the living beings to have a heart for goodness."

Older people always seem to be unable to help but chatter.

This majesty is no exception.

"Hey......" The old emperor still couldn't help but sigh with a slight regret.

"If it had been revealed earlier, the empire would not have only one now, and the name of 'Imperial Blade' is resounding."

"We may be able to hear a great name like ...... 'Imperial Twin Stars', spreading all over the continent and shocking all directions."

Charlie: "......"

The old emperor is not playing cards according to common sense.

praised her so much that she was embarrassed to sue her.

When she came in, she was going to give the guys who murdered the two big businessmen 'eye medicine'.

Tsk, so, ginger is still old and spicy.

Charlie smiled, "You're wrong, Your Majesty." ”

The old emperor was sure that Charlie understood what he meant.

continued: "The process is rough, I heard from the attendants. ”

"I hope this is the end of the matter. Of course, I will punish some of those who plot this.

Violet, what do you think? ”

The old emperor has the heart to be a peacemaker, and Charlie is not a head, and he must kill a few big nobles.

Anyway, she didn't plan to leave the imperial capital without leaving the palace.

Take the dragon to 'patronize a few' and then go.

This reasonable majesty won't say anything, will he?

After all, she's not a devil either.

Don't make things too ugly.

A consensus was reached, and the spirit of the old emperor could not hold on.

He waved his hand weakly.

Frye took the order and took his friend out of the palace.

However, before Charlie left, His Majesty still said meaningfully:

"I'm sure Frye's friend, Charlie, you won't let me down."

Charlie just saluted respectfully and smiled.

Frye was also on duty.

The two made an appointment to get together later.

Charlie left the palace with the silver dragon.

It's been a long time since I've been back to the bustling imperial capital.

She was looking to take the dragons for a good walk.

but was blocked by a carriage.

From the carriage stepped a man dressed in a black squire costume.

Charlie was impressed.

The male butler of the imperial capital's main house.

He was also a confidant of the old earl's widow.

Suddenly, the appetite for food was gone.

Charlie smiled blankly, scrutinizing the servant who walked up to her, and posed as a condescending servant.

"Madame told you to go home, young master."

Scold!

This is a person who doesn't read the newspaper!

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