Harold and Edith left the College City Sheriff's Office building and walked in front of the courtyard towards the gate.

As he was about to walk out the door, Harold suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look back.

Behind him, Edith, who was embarrassed to talk to Harold because she had just made up some "strange" stories, stopped when she saw him stop and look behind him in his line of sight, but saw nothing, she subconsciously asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

When Edith turned her head, she saw Harold looking at her with a wicked grin.

Edith was looked at uncomfortably: "How.... What's wrong? ”

Harold grimaced, his face distressed: "I didn't expect you to treat me like that, and you know that Lilina and I are just a fake relationship." ”

"Ahh.....h Ahh Edith blushed.

"So it's my fault that you played well this time, I shouldn't have been seeing you as a stupid girl, you've been upgraded, and now you're a stupid girl." Harold finished speaking, with a smirk on his face.

"You, go, die!" Edith puffed up and threw the woolen robe she was holding to Harold. "I'll give this back to you, this girl doesn't want it! Don't! If you don't reconcile, you won't reconcile for the rest of your life! ”

With that, Edith took a few quick steps and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Harold stood in place with his woollen robe in his hand, and he quickly glanced back at the building, his dark eyes moving slightly, as if he had weighed it in his head and then gave up on a choice.

"The environment here is very poor, so I'll let you go first, but there will be no next time." Harold muttered.

Then, he immediately took a few steps forward to catch up with Edith: "Oops, sorry. I shouldn't have told the truth. Oh, that's not right. That's just my prejudice against you, private opinion, private opinion, don't care. ”

"Bastard!! Ahh Pierce it! Icicle! ”

Such shouts could be heard in the distance.

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"When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you."

In the captain's office on the third floor of the Academy City Security Headquarters building, a young man standing behind a shutter muttered to himself.

He was none other than Rektaran Ramiel, and he shook his head slightly.

Harold Vasa, who had just stood at the gate of the compound, looked back more than a hundred meters away. Although his face was completely unrecognizable from a distance of a hundred meters, Rektaran could even feel Harold's gaze locked on the third floor.

"What a beautiful and dangerous man. However, like Lilina, the more dangerous the piece, the more valuable it is. You're going to work with Lilina so that I can look forward to it. Mr. Harold Vaasa. ”

At this moment, there was the sound of pushing the door and footsteps behind him, and Rektaran turned around and said with a smile: "Captain Alec, thank you for giving me this face." ”

The Captain of the Security Force, Piermons Alec, is a middle-aged man with a bit of a fat build, this person is not good-looking, except for a sky blue uniform, only his left hand is missing the little finger and ring finger.

Pillmons also walked to the blind, and he said: "That is natural, President Ramier is deeply trusted by His Honetane just as a student, and the future is naturally immeasurable. It's not a big deal to put one person in it. ”

Rektaran twisted his neck, the lenses on the bridge of his nose reflecting off. He didn't tell if Pillmons was complimenting or sarcastic.

But he didn't care, he just chuckled: "I'm also entrusted by someone, and if someone in our academy commits something, I have to protect the calf as a person, right?" They're not fools. Let me ask more, that person is not a big deal, is it? If it's really serious, you can get it back again. I have no objection. ”

Pillmons waved his hand: "No, no." At best, it's a small thing that disrupts the order of the market. As a student at St. Phelan's College, we wouldn't have imprisoned him. Not to mention that Ramil personally came to ask for his release. ”

"I'm so scared when I have such a big face." Rektaran blinked, he knew that the captain in front of him was also from the Deleosa Academy, and he was a student of the old man who was very at odds with him. I don't have much in common with this person in private.

Straight to the point, Rektaran pulled a roll of paper made of golden ribbon from his bosom, held it high above his head, and bowed lightly himself.

When Pillmons saw the golden ribbon, he immediately understood that it was the Holy Decree of the Pope, and that the people who conveyed the order were all bent down and bowed, and it was not easy for them to put up a fight.

Pillmons also bent down, he looked at the red carpet inside, and he remembered what his former headmaster, Wally Sartre, now of Draosa College, had said about Rektaran: "It's an uncomfortable little imp, but this little ghost is always following the rules and being respectful and cautious." Always having a submissive and easy-going look will make you feel the urge to punch him in the nose and shatter his glasses. But every time you have to weigh the rules and withdraw your fist. ”

This was the idea of Pillmons now, for Rektaran Ramil began to slowly chant the Messenger of the Hymn, which had more than sixty verses. According to the official rules, this procedure is required to pass on the papal order, but when it comes to actual implementation, almost no one, including the pope himself, will follow it.

Pillmons bowed for five minutes as the tip of his nose began to sweat, becoming more and more unbearable.

Finally, Rektaran finished reading the poem. He straightened up, walked to his desk, laid the paper roll flat on the table, and untied the golden ribbon from the paper roll like a girl's belt.

Pillmons remained in a hunched position.

"From the day this order is received, the security forces of the Order of Corrections take over the day-to-day patrols and security of the Sainte-Philippe Academy. Continue this quest until the next Decree. ”

Surprised by Pillmons, he respectfully took the piece of paper with both hands. There is only one place in the academy town that is more special, and that is the St. Philippe Academy, where its own students are responsible for patrolling its own academy. Unless ordered from above, the Knights of Punishment are not authorized to enter the Academy with weapons.

"It's just, it's just that why would the Pope assign him this capacity to convey such orders? What does it mean? Pillmons pondered, and he took a closer look at the Pope's handwritten order, paying particular attention to the imprints on the paper.

The Pope's order generally has two kinds of seals, both of which are very similar, both are crossed by two keys, and there is a star pattern in the gap in the middle. The number of stars varies, and when the pattern is a double star, the command is kept by the person receiving the order. When the mark is a single star, the order is to destroy it immediately after receiving it.

This time, the print is a single star.

"Haha." Rektaran laughed. "Captain Pillmons, I originally wanted to wait two days until the right time was right to hand it over to you. But today, I have come to convey to you the decree of His Majesty the Holy See. ”

"What does this command mean?" Pillmons asked eagerly.

Rektaran replied blandly: "The academy needs the punishment knight to be stationed, and I need your full cooperation. ”

"Why? What exactly is the reason? Pillmons immediately remembered the mass transfer of the Knights of Punishment sent abroad to the Papal Territory during this time, and he had been dealing with the matter all this time. Now it seems that the reason for this is not to prevent the unrest of the empire, at least not the main reason.

Rektaran's voice was cold: "Demon Domain, I can only say so much. ”

"Demon Domain?!" Pillmons' face changed immediately, but in the next second, he immediately replied, "Those lads will be at your command." Rest assured, Ramiel. ”

Ryktaran took the command, and with a flick of his finger, the paper burst into flames.

"Captain Pillmons, you really don't have to be that nervous. Crisis also means opportunity. Also, don't worry, I'll put them to good use. ”