16 The old trees are beautiful in the forest

A young genius with high potential was born here.

Next, as long as he becomes a transcendent, he will inevitably be able to rise quickly, amaze the Quartet, and become a hero of his country.

In the Starry Sanctuary, the audience who witnessed Andy crushing his peers were smiling, talking and laughing with others, full of pride.

But the constant bursts of applause and discussion were like basins of ice water poured on the Norman bishop's heart, making him chill all over.

Because he perceived.

Sensing the professor opposite, there was a coldness and hostility in his expression.

Although it was only a flash, it did not escape the eyes of the Norman bishop.

It's just because he is always observing each other, both openly and secretly.

From the very beginning, it was observing!

And now, finally......

"You know, I suddenly remembered what to say in that Far Eastern dialect."

The well-dressed old professor suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at the Norman bishop at the table, "I mean, how to describe your words. ”

"...... are you referring to"

The Norman bishop was bitter in his heart, but he looked cautious on his face, "Human-faced beast heart? ”

"Oh, it's not that exaggerated."

The professor was amused, "It's just a discrepancy." ”

"This ...... I don't understand what you mean. ”

"Very good, your reaction now makes me think of another adjective - pretending to be stupid."

The Norman bishop froze when he heard this, and did not speak again.

The smiling expression on his face slowly retracted.

Because he knows that there is no room for slowing down today's matter, and the big man on the other side does not plan to disguise it anymore.

So after taking a deep breath, he said, "You didn't plan to let Andy go in the first place, right?" ”

"Otherwise, Matthew wouldn't have been suddenly notified that there was an urgent task for him to do."

"Of course."

The professor nodded, "So I'm curious, why do you have to pretend to be hostile to that kid and look down on him when you know this?" ”

"Do you really think that you can defend him by doing this in front of me?"

"I don't have that confidence, but if it was just a talent for drawing, I don't think I would care so much about him......"

The old bishop's inexplicable words were greeted by a faint smile from the other party.

"So, you're really stupid, you know the impossible, but you still pretend to be a villain."

"The bishop of a land pretends to be the kind of character who has no city government, who can he hide?"

The Norman bishop was silent.

Despite being scolded, he was not angry.

In other words, in front of the other party, he is not qualified to be angry at all.

It's just that......

Turning his head to look down, the black-haired boy who was participating in the final duel, the old man with a round face and white hair had no intention of giving up like this.

"I know that Andy's appearance makes you feel very unhappy, for fear that he will fall into the eyes of that adult and compete with several young masters in your family."

After carefully organizing the language, the Norman bishop said, "But what if, tonight, Andy will leave here, from our kingdom?" ”

"Where will he go?"

The professor was surprised when he heard this: "Will you go halfway, stop that adult, and then rely on his outstanding talent to surprise us?" ”

"He wouldn't do that at all."

The Norman Bishop whispered, "He didn't even know that Lord Man existed, and he didn't know how precious that place was. ”

"Of course he doesn't know."

The professor nodded, "But Matthew knows." ”

When he said the name, a sneer appeared on the old man's face, "Matthew Munster, what a strange person, but by chance I met a child with some potential, and he wanted to compete with us for that place." ”

"I don't understand, where does he get his confidence?"

"Maybe Matthew just wanted to heal the kid......"

The old bishop defended his former rival, "I didn't want to please that adult's appreciation, let alone fight with your young masters. ”

"Maybe so."

The professor nodded in agreement, "It stands to reason that it is unlikely that the adult will give a place to a sick man. ”

"Still."

He changed his words and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter what Matthew thinks, it matters what I think." ”

"And now, I don't think Andy, a kid, should exist. That disobedient Matthew should also be educated. ”

This sounds actually very pompous, very middle-class.

But when he said it in the professor's mouth, it was so natural, without any heterogeneity, as if this was the truth of heaven and earth.

After hearing this, the Norman bishop, who had been whispering, had a stiff expression on his face.

stared at each other, but couldn't see the slightest hint of soft-heartedness on the other party's face.

So the bishop was finally a little annoyed.

In other words, since the beginning of the assessment, the grievances and anger that have been accumulated in my heart for a long time have become unbearable at this moment, and finally broke out.

"I hate to say that, but—you're just a butler! And who is qualified to belittle an exorcist like Matthew, who has made countless achievements!? ”

"While he's fighting for the church, you're just here for tea and plays! Rely on the power given to you by the royal family to make irresponsible remarks, wanton insults, and play with other people's lives! ”

"I don't understand, what exactly are you qualified to do this?!"

This is full of emotion, and it is actually quite appropriate for a young man, but it is abrupt when placed here by the old bishop.

Abrupt, but piercing.

However, when the old man who looked like a professor heard this, he was not angry, "Butler." Well, thank you for reminding me of my identity. ”

As he said this, he smiled slightly, leaned back in a high-backed chair, and looked leisurely and contented.

"Next, then, you are ready to side with me, a lowly old butler."

"Or do you want to stand next to the boy who has unlimited potential and is destined to become a hero in the future?"

This can be said to be forced to the palace, and it no longer gives people any room for tactfulness.

Professor, no, the butler said this, but his eyes were no longer on the Norman bishop.

Instead, he turned his head and continued to enjoy the wonderful performance of the boy below, clapping from time to time.

Obviously, he didn't care what the Norman bishop's reply would be.

The old bishop, who was sitting across from him, was red with anger and trembled.

He was visibly furious, and his fist under the table clenched tightly, as if he wanted to pick it up and hit the back of the other's head!

But eventually, after nearly ten minutes of rage, the old man collapsed into a high-backed chair.

Compared to the cloudy gaze that was much dimmer before, looking at the old butler who didn't even look at him on the other side, the Norman bishop spoke in a bitter tone.

"Of course, I'm on your side."

"Good."

The housekeeper didn't look back and said, "Then what should I do next, I don't need to teach you, right?" ”

"I understand."

When he said this, the Norman bishop restrained all his emotions and said with a blank face:

"But I think Andy's reputation has spread, and if you die here, you won't look good, right?"

"That's right, it's better to stop him from the drug and let him die a natural death."

The butler agreed, "Otherwise, if this matter reaches the ears of the lord, I am afraid he will be displeased." It's like we're deliberately hitting our competitors. ”

Isn't it?

Bishop Norman thought inwardly.

But then, he was silent.

Because he understood the meaning of the other party's words.

I finally figured out why the other party didn't immediately make trouble after coming, but chose to watch the drama here for a long time-

Butler, he didn't take Andy as a competitor at all!

Because even if Andy is alive and well, he is not qualified to go to the stage and compete with the royal family.

That's not what his class should be involved in!

As for why he was not qualified, he still had to let him die......

It's just a matter of casual handling, just in case!