The woman who was called Relith by Mr. Bragg was wearing the same black military uniform, a pair of long legs were also exposed without reservation, her brown hair was completely tucked into the military cap, and her forehead was boldly presented, with a pair of silver-framed eyes, dark brown eyes gave people a sense of seriousness in everything, and her movements were matched with this feeling, at this time, after she finished criticizing Mr. Prague, she was still holding a notebook in her hand that looked like a dark green cover used to record events, The other hand was pulling out an ordinary-looking black fountain pen from the muzzle designed in front of his chest, writing something on the blank page that he had opened, and writing with his head down as he walked, making people worry about whether they would trip over the steps.

"Relith?! You don't need to record this little thing! Mr. Bragg said in disbelief as he walked, apparently not expecting that she, who was in the position of prosecutor, would record her mistakes for such a trivial matter.

"......" Relith paused in her hand, raised her head to look at Mr. Bragg, lifted her slightly dropped glasses, as if announcing the death sentence of a prisoner, lowered her head and continued to record the cruel events for Mr. Bragg with the pen in her hand.

"Ah, whatever you want, I don't expect you to show mercy." As if he had given up something, Mr. Bragg turned back with his forehead covered.

"Oh, Mr. Prague, it looks like your score is going to be reduced again." A woman with long pink hair with a wonderful figure, General Silusi said with a smile.

"It's not the first time, what's the big deal, I have a lot of scores, it's no problem to take a few more times." Mr. Bragg replied in a nonchalant tone, and it seemed as if he was ready.

"Mr. Prague, there is something inappropriate in your wording, and there is a strong irony and disdain in your tone." Relith stared at the back of Mr. Bragg's head as if she could penetrate everything, and said coldly.

“…… I'm sorry, I was wrong. Mr. Bragg, who was walking in front, held back such a sentence for a long time.

"Haha, Rilith's personality hasn't changed, it's still as serious as ever, it's unbearable." The yellow-haired young man who followed behind Mr. Prague grumbled and said, he was also wearing a black uniform military uniform, but the clothes were a little improperly open, and even the buttons were not properly buttoned, a grinning face, giving people the urge to punch him in the face, such a frivolous man.

"........." Relith did not let him go because of Mr. Bragg's apology, and wrote truthfully in this notebook, and someone next to him began to ramble again, as if he wanted to teach him a lesson, Relith did not speak, her biggest weapon was this notebook and pen, she was silent, the pen turned, and she began to write, moving at a very fast writing speed in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Aldridge verbally mentally hurts his companion?! Feed?! Make no mistake, I'm joking, Lord Relith, please hold your hand high. The yellow-haired young man took advantage of his height, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the note that Ruilith was writing, and found that his criminal behavior was written on it, and he immediately coaxed and begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry." Harry, who was looking at him, smiled apologetically at Mr. Bragg, not understanding what they meant, but looking serious.

Mr. Bragg waved his hand and smiled wryly as he listened.

"Mr. Bragg has a good relationship with his subordinates." Harry said.

"Of course, although there are clear identity rules between us, this does not hinder the relationship between us, friends are friends, why have so many restraints, these in your eyes, may be the following disrespectful behavior." Mr. Bragg said leisurely, and at some point the honorific salutation had become an ordinary salutation, like a conversation between two people who had known each other for a long time.

"Indeed, in my eyes in the past, the emperor is the supreme existence, and I really can't think of this kind of ordinary dialogue with my subordinates, the empire and your country are countries of different natures, and the moral concepts and human geography are probably different, and I always feel that your country must be a very open country." Harry nodded, acknowledging what he had said.

"One thing needs to be corrected, it's not my country alone, it's the people's country, I'm just the one who leads the country to the right path, unlike your centralized system, our country has abandoned the old system and adopted the opposite system to yours, and openness is one of the virtues of our system," said Mr. Pragg.

"Mr. Prague, he doesn't know the word openness at all, he knows how to talk about these dizzying politics, little prince, big brother tell you the right answer, this is the result of many years of hard work in our country, it represents the prosperous side of our country." The yellow-haired young man leaned over to Harry's side and said with a grin, a feeling of familiarity, but not annoying, his head moved slightly to one side, and his eyes seemed to be looking at something behind him, but there was a sneaky feeling.

Harry walked up the steps, following the yellow-haired youth's quiet gaze and looking back, but there was nothing in his eyes except the long-haired pink big sister he had seen and the serious big sister, what was he talking about? I don't see anything, huh? Harry looked back suspiciously, looking at the yellow-haired young man next to him and Mr. Bragg in the center, as if to express what you said I didn't see.

"Alas, little prince, it seems that you are not a natural gentleman, why didn't you discover such a dazzling existence?! It's so unqualified! The yellow-haired young man put on a look of hatred for iron and steel, and said in a very serious tone, giving people the feeling that a stern instructor was reprimanding rookie recruits.

"In that case, I will reluctantly be your guide, you see, what is the scene presented in this direction, tell me truthfully and boldly! Don't lie! The yellow-haired young man did not turn his head cautiously this time, but turned his head sharply and looked at the two women behind him with a bold and serious expression.

"It's... Are they two big sisters in black military uniforms? Harry also looked back at the scene in front of him, thought for a moment, and said cautiously and uncertainly.

"Wrong! Wrong! Don't you understand it yet?! I read it carefully! Please remember what I just said! What the hell is right in front of you! It is not two women, it is something more detailed! The yellow-haired young man shouted in a rough tone as if he had stepped into the role of an instructor.

"Yes... Sorry, huh...... Could it be that the short skirts worn by the big sisters have a special protective property? Harry apologized to the yellow-haired youth's rough tone, and then thought carefully for a moment again, but replied in an uncertain tone, with a sense of desperation.

All this made the eyelids of Chancellor Bernay, who was beside him, flutter, but he said nothing, and walked with them on crutches up the steps.

"Oh! Oh my God! Why, why! You can't even see a little shallow truth?! The yellow-haired young man roared in a tone that was close to collapse, attracting the attention of the Templars stationed on either side of the steps, and everyone stopped because of his stop, watching him like monkeys.

"Little prince, under my personal guidance, if you can still say something wrong this time, the big brother will go crazy, although you are the most unqualified student I have ever seen, but I believe you will definitely find your hobby!" The yellow-haired young man didn't care about the strange stares around him, looked down at Harry, and put his hand on Harry's thin shoulder, and the eyes that contained I believe in you and cheered shot out of the yellow-haired youth's eyes.

“… Hmm" Harry replied inexplicably, what the hell was going on, it felt like I had caused something very embarrassing, Harry thought as he glanced around at everyone.

"Very good, show your energy, now tell me accurately, this big sister with pink hair and a super good figure, and the serious big sister next to her, what are they wearing on their 'thighs'?!" The yellow-haired young man crouched down, maintaining himself as tall as Harry, and asked, pointing to the thighs of the two women in front of him.

"Isn't it beautiful, it's beautiful, the thighs that have been exercised in the training class, how many times have they been tempered by wind and rain, they can be gently wrapped in sacred stockings, you see, the leg shape, the length and width, are so suitable that there is nothing to say, the stockings that extend to the absolute realm, as if tempting us to fall into the abyss of intoxication, they are the greatest heroes, providing different spiritual needs for the happy life of mankind, we are the ones who pursue this perfect life, do you want to join?" The yellow-haired young man's voice was recited in a tone like a demon tempting a lost human, and he was like a devout believer, and before Harry could say anything, he couldn't wait to answer.

“……”

Harry couldn't say anything at this point, he seemed to understand something, silence represented his complicated feelings, harassing women, this should be a crime, right? This is also the so-called crystallization and prosperity of the empire? It's definitely not, what does it have to do with what a woman wears on her lap? Could it be that stockings are also a lethal weapon, in a sense, it is indeed a lethal hazard to some special groups, but this is not the same as ...... Harry's mind was already in a mess, his face getting redder and redder as he was indoctrinated with seemingly evil knowledge.

"Have you said your last words? Aldrich. The big sister with long pink hair stepped forward with her huge breasts in her arms.

"I didn't expect you to still not change your life, the crime index contained in this language can be directly sentenced to death on the spot, not only that, you have also committed the major crime of teaching bad children, and the most serious thing is that you also disturbed the time to meet the Pope, you are already dead." Relith closed the open note, put the pen back in her breast pocket, lifted the silver frame, the lens glinted with an unpleasant cold light, and she walked up the steps and read it out slowly in the tone of the prisoner's guilt.

"Let's go, the next scene may be a little inappropriate." Mr. Bragg said in a cold sweat to a blushing Harry.

"Hmm." A blushing Harry nodded hesitantly, and followed Mr. Prague up the steps again, towards the entrance of the main hall, which was already very close, and they had reached the center of the second stage, leaving only two angry-looking ladies and a yellow-haired young man who kept retreating.

Harry didn't know what the result was, he only knew that the wide steps outside the main hall sounded the screams of the yellow-haired young man as if he had been mistreated, and the sound of stones shattering due to excessive strength, it must have hurt a lot, Harry thought as he walked on the flat ground at the entrance of the main hall.

At the same time, it also left an unexpected psychological trauma for the young Harry, for women as creatures, they must not be provoked, otherwise their fate will be the same as that yellow-haired big brother, making the sound of broken body bones, young Harry recalled the women he had seen around him, and secretly swore to him.

The Holy Maiden stood at the door of the main hall and waited for Mr. Prague and them to come, while she looked at the scene of violence at the foot of the stairs without saying a word, and did not know the joy or sorrow in her eyes.

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"Prince Harry, I'm going back first, there are still some documents that have not been processed, please forgive me." Minister Bo Nai leaned over slightly and gave a farewell salute.

"Thank you for your hard work, you can go back and get busy first, don't worry about me." Harry had the feeling of disturbing other people's work, although he didn't give the order himself, but in a sense it was about the same, and they were obviously very busy, and they had to come over to help him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"We'll see you next time." The handsome old man with gray hair left in the carriage after saying this, leaving Harry alone to watch the carriage depart.

"Next time? What does that mean? Harry pondered the words left by the handsome old man.

Forget it, it's time to go back and get baptized, the cool wind blows gently, with the crisp and melodious sound of the bell, Harry feels the comfort coming from his body, and turns around and goes back along the path he just walked, starting from the beginning of this path of faith, the main hall in the distance is in view.

It was twelve o'clock at noon, and the bell had been accurately reported, and after stepping up all the steps with Mr. Pragg, entering the main hall, and under the leadership of the Holy Maiden, they walked together for a while, and when they arrived at the place where the Pope was, they separated, because Mr. Prague seemed to have something important to discuss with the Pope, and these things were classified and could not be heard by irrelevant people, so Harry was very interested in not asking anything, and he also apologized for refusing to be left by Mr. Prague, Mr. Prague trusts Harry so much, Harry is very happy, but this does not mean that he can listen to other people's secrets with peace of mind, leave a certain space for both parties, and do not invade each other, in order to maintain the friendship that has just been established, for Harry, Uncle Prague is a good man, from the time he came to the present, everything he has done, he has truly realized his care, he is the same as the grandmother who lived with him before he crossed, he is so considerate of others, they are so gentle, At that time, he had the illusion that his grandmother was in front of him, and thoughts of longing poured out, which made his heart very uncomfortable.

After the separation, Minister Bonet also put forward the reason that he was busy with work and wanted to rush back to deal with the documents, Harry thanked the old man for his help, and had a very special feeling for the old man, like the familiarity of the two of them who had met a long time ago, the strangeness seemed to have never existed, when the two met early in the morning, Harry was rarely nervous, in front of someone he had never met, it was too strange, this was what Harry was thinking at the time, no matter how seriously he recalled the memory in his head, But there is no memory of this old man, is it that special amnestic magic? Harry's confused and cranky brain gave a more reasonable answer.

This feeling is really terrifying, obviously I haven't seen it, I haven't even spoken, and I actually have an indescribable sense of closeness and familiarity, like an old friend who hasn't seen me for many years standing in front of me, jokingly, I can't remember clearly, Harry, who has a criminal record, can't help but classify this feeling as a tragic reason that may have been difficult to recall in his past, so the uncomfortable feeling of being forced to erase his memory, this sense of familiarity that he doesn't know anything makes people nervous.