In the quiet moment when the young godfather let his godson ride around his neck and walk through the garden, an invitation broke the harmony, this invitation was not beautifully made, let alone inlaid with extravagant gold dust and broken diamonds, but the signature was amazing enough, there was no surname, only a name, in the empire, it was very rare for a woman to be able to overpower the prestige of the family simply by her name, not to mention that the family still had the Teutonic priest "Windsor the Wise", she was the chief secretary of state of the Senate, Queen Goscher. When old Clough saw this invitation, he had a headache, there were not many women in the empire who could give the vampire count a headache, the daughter-in-law of the family, the lady of Richmond who was seriously incompatible with him, and the female butler of a certain scavenger family, both of whom were known for taming the most dangerous men in the empire, and the last one was the woman who sent the head of Prince Otis to the statue of St. Urban in the Chapel of Edward III. The old earl was very angry at the disgusting lady's lack of face, and even sent an invitation to the private priest at the warm time when he had just finished baptizing his beloved grandson, and he immediately called Octavian, who had just wanted to pull Augustine to Jonathan's district for fun, and asked this son to bring more family knights to escort Augustine to the Senate, but Augustine did not agree, but chose to go alone to the only institution of imperial authority comparable to the House of Representatives.

Before going to the core of the Holy See, Augustine first visited the new big man of the Imperial Capital Magic Guild, the vice-dean of Taco in St. Carroll, the cradle of imperial magicians, who lived in a small room in the civilian area, and suffered theft at first, but the thief was obviously very disappointed and angry at the poor man's residence, and completely messed up the room full of books and documents before taking only a few Bourbon silver coins, this unlucky thief was easily captured almost on the same day by the Imperial Inspector team led by several high-ranking officers who were pressured by the high-ranking officers, and almost threw it directly to one of the executioners of the Winterpine family without trial, but the vice president only asked for the silver coins, canceling several additional sentences against thieves. The middle-aged professor, who didn't look like a big man at all, obviously didn't expect Young Master Augustine to come to the door in person, and for a while regretted not preparing a few decent refreshments in the room, so he could only boil a pot of boiling water to entertain this young nobleman who changed his fate, even if Young Master Augustine was stripped of his noble title, Tacko always regarded him as the true noble heir of the empire.

Augustine planned the middle-aged professor's panic tidying up, sat in the messy stacks of books and materials, and said with a smile: "Taco, it's time for you to find a hostess for the room." ”

Tako said with a smile: "Young Master Augustine, you mentioned a novel term called single nobleman back then, and you know that I like this term very much, and I will continue to respect it. ”

Augustine laughed and was as embarrassed as a nobleman to talk about women to his childhood magic teacher as he was to a nobleman about the sacraments. He casually picked up a heretical treatise that was destined to not be published, flipped through it a few times, looked up and asked, "Tacko, next I will have someone send the contents of your house to the castle of Stanel de Marceau, where there will be someone who will study your life's work." Will this affect the future of a San Carroll vice-president?"

Tacko shook his head and said sincerely: "I don't mind being kicked out of the academy by St. Carroll, just like being told to fuck off by the Magic Guild of Augs Song City, I will only feel relaxed." Moreover, I, a heretic, were able to enter St. Carroll only because Master Augustine, you asked the old magician Zlatoust for a letter of recommendation from the Dean. Truth be told, I prefer to go to your Château de la Stanza rather than St. Carroll, where I am more able to study some of the lesser-recognized learning, Master Augustine, can you consider it?"

Augustine teased, "Don't think about it, I'm here to let you exercise the privilege of the following vice-deans to let a magical intern lady from the province of Richelieu enter the academy smoothly. ”

Taco smiled, "I'll do my best." I'm glad I'm finally a little useful. ”

Augustine looked down at the information and said seemingly casually: "As you become more and more integrated into your new role, you will be of greater use to the Rotonchilde family, and a vice-president of St. Carroll is an immeasurable wealth to any family." ”

Softly but firmly, Taco said, "I'll do my best." ”

Augustine joked, "Playing for a guy who is now carrying a not-so-friendly invitation to the Senate seems so sorry for your current eminence." ”

Taco shook his head and said, "It's Taco's honor." The Duchess gave me an obsidian badge herself, and I certainly wouldn't just trade it for a few apples. Master Augustine, it is true that Tacko's desire to explore the realm of magic is far greater than his thirst for power, but that doesn't mean that Tacco is a fool. When you and Rotonchild need me, I will not back down. I and Miss Gakka Myo, who went to the Mayan Temple, and Sir Reinhartay, who won the Order of the Iron Oak, are proud to wear the Obsidian Badge!"

Augustine fell silent.

Taco said softly, "Every time I discuss magic with Miss Gakka Miao, maybe she doesn't pay attention to it herself, and at the end of the conversation, it's always about you. ”

Augustine smiled, "In the endless realm of magic, she is a rich woman who earns a lot of money on her own, and when she was a child, she liked to despise me as a poor bastard. This good habit, it seems that she will maintain it for a long time. ”

Tacco tried to explain something, but was interrupted by Augustine, who was getting up to leave: "I have heard that the Chief Secretary hates unpunctual invitees the most, and it is time for me to move, lest I become a neighbor of Prince Otis with my head hung on the statue of St. Urban." ”

Taco smiled wryly, wasn't the Rotonchild family neighbors with Prince Otis back then.

Suddenly there was a slight and subtle knock on the door, and Tacco was wondering who would come to visit, when a young lady gently pushed the door in, and saw Augustine's presence, her originally modest face became more reserved, like a well-behaved student who immediately ran to admit his mistake to the teacher when he made a mistake. She wore the Great Rock Tong badge on her chest in a gorgeous attire, from her family, not from the second-class war medal that was often awarded by the Imperial Military Minister. This undoubtedly made her well-developed breasts even more attractive. In the Empire, the Badge of Nobility allows old and frail men to easily feed the most graceful women an invisible, strong aphrodisiac, and can also make even women who are not amazing give civilian knights the greatest sense of conquest and achievement, not to mention that the blonde heir of Oiwa Tong has a very lovely face, like a delicate and full piece of raffite cheese.

Behind the girl stood the family magic teacher, and the old Luxembourg who wore the family crest of Oiwaki and the magic badge of the five-petal tulip.

Augustine directly rubbed shoulders with the two. Soon, Vice President Taco, who learned about the causes and consequences of the San Carol turmoil, sneered with a straight face: "From today onwards, the Great Rock Tong badge is not welcome here. ”

An aggrieved Miss Bohemia tries to salvage the wonderful relationship that many magical interns dream of, but Taco slams the door. She didn't understand why the isolated middle-aged professor would be willing to spend an hour explaining to her the ridiculous question of "what magic is?", because it was the first face-to-face conversation he had with Augustine at the plebeian academy, and this was where Tacko's affection for the aristocratic lady came from, but it was clear that the proud Miss Bohemia had accidentally broken it. She stood behind the door, her eyes red, and she looked at old Luxembourg helplessly, who could only comfort: "Miss, be patient, no one will refuse the sincerity of Da Yantong, as long as you come a few more times, Vice President Taco will forgive you for your little mistakes." ”

The clever Miss Bohemia asked, "Do you need me to apologize to that Augustine? ”

Old Luxemburg denied: "I advise you to dispel this unwise idea, which is disrespectful to the vice-president of Taco, and Béfen is not willing to get too close to the sacramental congregation. ”

Bohemia, who was in a hurry to turn around and flee from this dirty civilian house, smacked his tongue secretly: "That guy is the unlucky guy who brought nearly 10 million Caesars gold to the Grizzly Bear gambling market? ”

Old Luxemburg was bitter in his heart, he didn't have any ability, how could he leave the imperial capital alive and then return to the imperial capital alive? At least that young guy rode the horse that left St. Carroll, but every one of them had to be recorded in the official pedigree of the empire, and that horse was the "only mistress" that the madman Octavian had always cherished very much, and the magician sighed: "Miss, you better stay away from him." That guy, not long ago, cut off the head of the son of the Marquis of Todd and threw it at the feet of the Lion King in front of the entire Knights, and then went to the villa of the Condi family to cut off the head of a viscount on the spot. ”

Bohemia sat in the noble carriage drawn by the Ulm horses, thoughtfully, apparently not listening to much of the advice of her personal magic teacher, and her face was more curious than afraid.

Augustine came to the Senate and presented the invitation, and the knight seemed to wonder why a strange guest with an invitation written by His Royal Highness the Secretary of State himself did not greet him. Augustine walked into the corner of the Faculty Building, without a familiar face, which is reasonable, in the imperial capital except for the old Clough family owner whose name "Penronna" has been diluted for many years, and the Pompey family where Nero belongs, no one wants to have anything to do with a mobile plague, and the friends of the elegant Duke of Rothonchild have tacitly forgotten the only son of this traitorous duke. Augustine walked slowly up to the fourth floor on the rosewood floor, which was only priced in the middle of the mahogany, but instead of knocking on the room with the distinctive secretary of state's label, he looked out at the palace at the end of the corridor, and his majesty the emperor was surprisingly tolerant, not only recognizing the official status of a series of trading professions, such as bankers, but also acquiescing to the private residences of some wealthy families in the suburbs on a scale comparable to the size of the court, and not even minding a sightseeing trip in his spare time, making a little suggestion for certain horticultural buildings, and at the same time, Jupiter the Great was a well-deserved master of political art, he has more ample and broad control of power than any emperor in the history of the Holy Empire, such as the original transcendent Religious Council, and the Frontier Legion, which has always been weak to the Titan Empire but has an unreasonable rebellion in the country, and the next target seems to be the Sacramental Ministry.

"May I ask who you are?" asked a well-dressed slender lady softly, she was the note-taking officer of the Senate, one of the few privileged people who could frequent the secretary's study, she wore a dress that highlighted her beautiful figure, exuding a youthful and elegant intellectual atmosphere, young women who had not been polished by life generally rarely possessed the so-called aura, but this note-taking officer who only received the eighth rank in the Senate was obviously different, she did not ask condescendingly when she asked, but equally, quietly.

Augustine turned his head to stare at the civilian lady of the Senate and smiled, "Before meeting the Secretary of State, I want to adjust my mood. ”

She smiled knowingly, what an interesting guest of the Senate, many invitees were busy or excited and then hurried to knock on the door, standing in the corridor window position to look at the scenery to adjust the mood, he was the first.

Catching a glimpse of the corner of the book she was holding, Augustine was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Can you lend me a piece of paper, preferably the one that you don't have to pay back?" ”

She hesitated for a moment, and after making sure that he was not one of those boring nobles who made strange requests in order to win her favor, she tore off a blank page of a collection of poems that had not yet circulated in the imperial capital and handed it to him. The book of poems in her hand was a classic book recommended to her by the Secretary of State not long ago, and was highly praised as destined to become the heaviest chivalric epic of our time, and would last for hundreds of years. She didn't believe it at first, thinking it was just an ordinary knight's hymn, but after turning the pages, she was immediately moved by the unpretentious words in the poem, and she realized that she had never respected a knight so much, even if the knight in the poem had never been famous in the Holy Empire, and had never done a single feat. Since she was a child, she had never been a young lady who would have a special admiration for any of the six knights of the empire, but this time she made an exception. Correspondingly, she began to try to change her preconceived notions to a strange peer who had a delicate relationship with the poetry collection. The book of touching poems she carried with her so that she could read it at any time was called "The Blind Man's Eye", and the peer who in a sense contributed to the epic was Augustine, an aristocratic young man who often liked to stay up late to read books and would tell strange stories to Don Quixote, the protagonist of the collection.

There is always a question that haunts her mind these days, is the young man who will sit in the moonlight and tell little stories to old Don Quixote, already the kind girl of the little village that he thinks of as a princess?

The clergyman, who stood alone in front of her, dressed as a young man, folded the paper into a very curious knick-knack, like the most rudimentary of origami handicrafts, gently handed it back to her, made a tossing motion towards the window, and walked to the chief secretary's room.

The note-taker pinched the gadget with two slender fingers, learned his movements, and threw it.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and the piece of origami that had been folded into a strange shape was soaring in the air.

She turned her head sharply, and there was only a back that could not tell whether she was proud or sad.