(The ice cream here is delicious, why not try it?) Corneille and Dias looked at each other, walked through the crowd, and sat down near the nun. Dias saw the nun's beautiful long silver hair, while Corneille observed the other's energy fluctuations. This sight made Cornelius unable to take his eyes away. There was something wrong with Sister Helena's body. Her eyes, lips, tongue, throat, arms and calves were not human biological structures, but magical creations that filled the corresponding parts. (Is there anything I can help you with?) Just as Corneille was thinking about how to start speaking, Sister Helena's voice rang in his heart again. Gao Naiyi exchanged a few pleasantries and went around in circles for a while, but he couldn't hold it in anymore. He was not good at this, but he had money now, and money was his greatest confidence. He simply said, "I heard that the Holy Fool Church has influence in the Discipline Tower." (I often went to the Tower of Discipline to hear the sisters’ confessions.) "In the near future, I will go to the Discipline Tower for something, and I hope to get your help."

Corneille took out a check and said, "Similarly, I am well aware that your welfare foundation is in poor financial condition. This is also the Duke of Alva's sincerity. Please accept it." (So, from today on, we are friends. We will continue to provide support for the Duke of Alva's cause until our contribution can compensate for 100,000 dinars.) Sister Helena's straightforwardness and commercialism made the transaction progress faster than expected. Corneille couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you ask me what I want to do specifically?" (The "Fool" field is already subject to prejudice in Waite. When your reputation is at a low point, most of the things you do have positive meanings.) (Besides, Mr. Corneille has an excellent reputation. Participating in the action you lead will definitely help improve society's negative impression of us.) (Mr. Corneille, have you considered the possible impact of the bad reputation of the "Fool" field on your plans?) "I weigh the candidates for allies not by prejudice but by practical value. You can provide assistance, and I will find a way to meet the conditions for you to take action. It's that simple," Corneille replied. At the same time, Sister Helena, who was doing two things at the same time, was also having a secret conversation with Dias: (Mr. Toledo, my sister is under your care at school.) Chapter 20 Audience This surprised Diaz. During his first week at school, his social circle was limited to the girls in the same group, but there were no white-haired girls among them. He hesitated: "Uh, sorry, who are you..." (I am Nazanne Barmak’s sister.) "Ah?" Diaz was surprised. Nazani Barmak is petite, cute, introverted, and wears two ponytails that look like two bunches of maroon tassels. Apart from Anne, Dias felt most at ease with her because she was the shortest among his potential marriage partners and the only one shorter than him, which gave him some male self-esteem. Helena claims to be Nazani's sister, but Diaz doesn't think the two have any similarities. Putting aside their appearance, Sister Helena is over 170 cm tall. Is there such a big height difference between sisters? (I am more gifted, so the magic makes me fully developed. I entered the realm of the Fool, so the red color faded from my hair.) (Although my last name is no longer "Barmak," I still pay due attention to potential marriage partners of my blood-related sister.)

Diaz held his breath. (Don't be nervous, Mr. Toledo, you are still children, I will not use social rules to push you. You are confused and thinking deeply, which is not good for your growth.) (If you have the chance, please come to the town of Redemption outside Merida. I will listen to your confession and give you the corresponding answers.) Sister Helena got up and left. Corneille talked with Dias and found that he could do two things at the same time. However, the end result was to invite them to redeem the town. Soon after, Helena appeared beside Isabella. Isabella said some nice words, which were basically about eliminating discrimination against witches in the "Fool" realm and promoting equality among extraordinary people. Corneille and Dias stayed in the corner and rejected several invitations from local witches to go out for a walk. Like the Federation, these invitations were essentially pursuits. Some witches politely wished them a good time and turned to look for their next prey; some witches were determined to pester them. Corneille put his hand on the hilt of the sword and persuaded those people to retreat very efficiently. After a moment Isabella glanced in Corneille's direction. Corneille could not miss the gaze of the King of the Forest. He pushed Dias and said, "Go, complete your audience." Diaz's face turned pale. There were both locals and federal visitors attending the charity dinner. He didn't dare to imagine the consequences of his messing up, but his social skills made it very likely that he would mess up. "I did make some preparations, but when the moment came, I couldn't remember a word." Diaz covered his face and said, "I'm sorry, Pierre, I'm useless. I'm a parasite in your life." His frail body, his father's contempt, the rumors in his environment, and most fatally, Angelica's betrayal, almost destined Diaz to be accompanied by inferiority and negativity throughout his life. Corneille sympathized with him, but at this time, he had to say in a slightly stern voice: "Dias, stand up!" Dias obeyed Corneille's order unconsciously. Corneille said: "As long as Isabella is not crazy, she will definitely take care of your situation and give you enough dignity. Diaz, if you show weakness, I will be sad: not because of the ridicule of outsiders, nor because of the waste of effort, but because I feel that you despise my ability. Can't I make you feel proud and confident? " Dias' eyes were moistened by this stern but loving rebuke; part of his dependence on Corneille was a demand for fatherly love. The young Duke cheered up and kept repeating to himself "just look forward". Corneille deliberately made his footsteps heavy to show his presence and encourage his friend. Corneille's motivation was too effective. Dias recalled his speech and performed the etiquette of the first audience with a little too much effort, which made Isabella smile happily. "Although he looks like a weak and beautiful boy, our dear Duke of Alva has a fierce tiger hidden in his heart. Very good, a man should have such momentum... But it's not easy to please girls like this." Isabella teased Diaz with good intentions to cover up his rudeness and make the atmosphere relaxed. She asked Dias about his life in Waite, and then she took him around with her, introducing him to the guests at the dinner. With Isabella's company, everyone showed respect and friendliness to the Duke of Alva, and Dias had to pretend to be the Duke and greet people. After one lap, Diaz was exhausted. Isabella saw it and sent him to rest on the pretext that "young people get hungry quickly" so that he would not show his miserable side. "Dear Duke, you have a good servant." Isabella said to Dias meaningfully, "If you want to settle down, grab his hand and don't let go even if you die." Dias saluted hastily: "Thank you for your teachings, Your Highness. I swear to follow your cause forever." "There's no need to be so panic." "I am just touched by your highness's courtesy, and thank you for treating me as a duke."

Isabella looked nostalgic: "I see my own shadow in you. Like you, I was not my father's first choice, but due to a series of unfortunate events, I was told to take on responsibilities I never expected. I wanted someone to help me at that time, but the ending was regrettable. Helping you now, I feel like I am helping my past self, and that will make me feel better. Besides, you are the only clean person at the scene. My unique experience makes other people always look at me with impure eyes: lust, power, contempt, spying... Only you looked at me with curiosity and longing, oh, and a little bit of anger because I teased your closest friend. I have always thought that if I could have a child, I would raise him to be as pure as you. I am a sentimental person, and when I think of this, I can't help but take care of you... "I am sorry, my dear Duke. Please forgive me, an old woman without children is prone to sentimentality and inexplicable madness." "No, Your Highness, I am very happy to hear your heartfelt words and thank you for your care." Diaz replied. "Go." Dias returned to Corneille, he was very tired, but his cheeks were flushed with excitement: "I should have passed." "It was a great success beyond my imagination. I didn't expect Her Highness Isabella to be so kind as to endorse your debut," said Corneille. Dias nibbled on the sandwich and said, "I really want to praise her as a kind aunt, but... that's impossible. She did something too much to Pierre, so she is not a good person. But I think she told me the truth. She is a sentimental person and thinks I am innocent. She sees both the past and her longing for children in me, so she showed kindness. " "These are roughly the emotional factors, and the interest factor is probably also to check and balance Count Marseille." Corneille looked at the "angel" who was walking from one place to another like a butterfly flying through flowers and said: "He is a bastard, and his relationship with the Holy Land State is much closer than that with the Royalists. Isabella wants him to shine in Waite, but she doesn't want him to be too dazzling." “Because he couldn’t be himself,” Diaz said. "Well, compared to that, you, who are born into an orthodox family, have lost your power, and have to rely on the Trastamara family, are much more lovable. Oh, no, Diaz has a face that everyone loves." "Pierre, you tease me again!" Dias picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into Corneille's mouth. Count Marseille did not let go of Dias and Corneille who were in the corner. He was concerned about Dias's physical condition, then greeted Corneille warmly and invited the two to visit him. "Mr. Corneille, you are a man who can change the Federation, for you possess enviable power, and you have not yet fully realized your potential. We shall meet again on the day you make history." The Count of Marseille also left Corneille some ambiguous words. Corneille had no other information and could only temporarily classify them as the poet's nonsense. The dinner was still going on, but Dias's manhood only lasted two hours. To be on the safe side, Corneille grabbed a servant and asked him to convey their apologies for leaving early. Polly was sitting on the roof of the carriage, yawning out of boredom. When she saw Dias, she jumped off the carriage and trotted over, her tail wagging excitedly. "Did you have fun?" she asked. "It's okay, I just ignored you." Diaz said. "It's okay, it's okay. This is the duty of a guard officer, but it's finally time to get off work!" The workers' joy made everyone laugh, but Polly was happy a little too early. After Dias got on the carriage, Corneille returned to the palace on the pretext of "saying a few words", which made Polly so angry that her tail stood up.

Isabella waited in the shadow of the gallery, and Corneille asked, "What do you think, my Lord?" "I teased Mr. Corneille a little too much last time, so I wanted to apologize and make amends. Seeing the extraordinary courtesy of the Duke of Alva, can Mr. Corneille forgive me?" "Your Highness, you are too kind. It was just a harmless joke and I don't take it seriously," said Corneille. "That's good. I'm very happy about your recent activities. The connection with the Longueville family and the Church of the Holy Fool, the doctor you worked with helping you expand your network of contacts, and the defeat of a former king of the forest..." Isabella smiled and said, "This is beneficial to us as well. If I don't say anything, I'm afraid it will discourage the wise men. Come here." Corneille took a few steps closer, and Isabella continued to wave. He stepped into a distance that was not in line with social etiquette, but Isabella still motioned for him to come closer. Finally, he came to an extremely ambiguous distance, close enough that he could feel Isabella's body temperature. The scent of the cold beauty mixed with the taste of the alcoholic beverage, turning into a slightly tipsy feeling. Isabella put her lips to Corneille's ear and before she breathed, her hair touched Corneille's arm. She was beautiful but powerful, so every part of Corneille was prepared to defend herself rather than to respond. After a few seconds, Isabella's words turned his attention to other things. "The witch hiding in the Toledo Mansion has abilities that could come in handy in your case. As it happens, her family is trying to take her back, giving you the opportunity to do her a favor. These things are so true, take advantage of them and make her your partner." Chapter 21 Run In the new magic teaching, Dias asked: "Teacher, how can I increase my magic power?" Melusina looked at the studious little duke through the veil. At first, Dias learned magic for the purpose of curing illness, but now, greed for power has taken root in his heart. Out of respect for Corneille, Melusina would not guide the apprentice's greed; out of admiration for Dias, Melusina would not deny the apprentice's greed. So, she just answered the question: "'Confused' doesn't need to do anything extra, just practice basic magic diligently and let the magic power flow in your body, and the magic power you hold will gradually increase." “Will it keep growing forever?” Dias asked. "No, it depends on your talent. Talent determines the theoretical upper limit of the 'Confused'. Their efforts are to reach the theoretical upper limit." "That is to say, the 'Adepts' and 'Experts' have another way... It's domain-specific magic!" Melusina nodded: "Domain-specific magic can allow witches to break through the limitations of their talents, constantly surpass themselves, and reach new heights." Dias asked curiously, "Teacher, what kind of magic do you use to increase your magic power? Can you tell me about it in detail without revealing any secrets?" "Love." "?" Melusina explained: "After a witch in the 'lover' realm establishes a romantic relationship with her one and only lover, the longer she remains physically faithful to her lover, the more her magic power increases. Although the "rewards" for loyalty are small on an average day, they accumulate over time and become huge numbers.