"Wrong! Wrong, don't you understand?! Read on! Please remember what I just said! What is right in front of you, not two women, it's something more detailed!!" the yellow-haired young man shouted in a rough tone as if he had stepped into the role of an instructor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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

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 my God, why, why, you can't even see a 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, and everyone looked at him like monkeys.

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

“... 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 well, get motivated, now tell me exactly what this big sister with pink hair and super good body, and the serious big sister next to her, what are they wearing on their 'thighs'?!" The yellow-haired young man asked, crouching down to maintain the same height as Harry, and pointed 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 time, 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 of the empire's hard work and prosperity? This is absolutely not, what does this have to do with what women wear on their legs? 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 has nothing to do with ...... 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, and 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, and you are already dead. Ralith closed the open note, put the pen back in her breast pocket, lifted the silver frame, and the lens shimmered 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 might 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 the two angry-looking ladies and the 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, and there are still some documents that haven't been processed, so please forgive me. Minister Bernay leaned 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 orders himself, but in a sense it was about the same, people 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, leaving Harry alone to watch the carriage depart.

"Next time, what do you mean?" Harry pondered the handsome old man's words.

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 now 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, under the leadership of the Holy Maiden, they walked together for a while, and they were separated when they arrived at the place where the Pope was, because Mr. Prague seemed to have something important to discuss with the Pope, and these things were confidential and could not be heard by unrelated people, so Harry was very knowledgeable and did not ask anything, and apologized for refusing Mr. Prague's reservation, Mr. Prague trusted Harry so much, Harry was very happy, but this did not mean that he could listen to other people's secrets with peace of mind, leaving a certain amount of space for both parties, non-aggression in order to maintain the friendship that has just been established, for Harry, Uncle Prague is a good man, from the time he arrived to the present, everything he has done to himself, he has really felt his care, he is the same as the grandmother who lived with him before the crossing, they are so considerate, they are so gentle, at that time he had the illusion that his grandmother was in front of him, and the thoughts of missing poured out, which made his heart very uncomfortable.

After the separation, Minister Bernay 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 never seemed to exist, 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 was no memory about the old man, could it be that special amnestic magicHarry'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.