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Hillen felt that she needed to get out of this place as soon as possible.

As we all know, the Holy See, as the unique support of faith on the mainland, has a very high status in every country, even those rulers who have been dissatisfied with them for a long time—such as the ashen-faced His Majesty Cather—have to give the Holy See Somewhat thin.

And the judge, as the bloodiest and most inhumane profession in the Holy See, is even more chilling.

Most of the judges are like inhuman religious fanatics, and they will conduct extreme trials for any behavior that violates the Holy See's code of law-no one will forget that 150 years ago, the audacious man who dared to openly raise objections when the Holy See preached the code of law What a pitiful end for young people.

Therefore, during the years that the judge, Helen, had been killing heretics on the mainland, he had basically not received much impolite treatment.

But now, the first person in his life who dared to challenge him and stumbling him appeared—the most embarrassing thing was that he couldn't fight back!

"What's the matter, Mr. Hellen," the girl sitting opposite him looked at the man with her chin resting on her chin, and lightly blinked her long, light-colored eyelashes, "Are you not satisfied with my hospitality?"

"...Very satisfied, Your Highness." The man gritted his teeth and said these words. The anger in them made the surrounding servants turn pale, but the girl took it seriously and showed a bright smile, "That's really true. great."

Dazzled by that smile for a moment, Helen lowered her eyes, lowered her head and continued to eat.

His movements were elegant and quick, and the didi fruit smeared with tomato sauce on the plate was quickly disposed of. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the pale-faced maid next to him brought the next dish—sliced ​​didi fruit Di fruit salad.

"..." The man's expression could no longer be described as ugly. He glared fiercely at the beautiful Her Royal Highness, and said forcefully, "It seems that Your Highness likes Didi Fruit very much, do you want to try it too?"

"Huh? I don't like such bitter and spicy things." The girl was wearing a delicate sky blue dress, and her white leather shoes were kicking on the smooth floor, revealing a slender and smooth white calf, "I I heard that you like Didi fruit very much, so I asked the chef to make it for you—there is also a pan-fried Didi fruit and a glass of Didi fruit juice that have not been served, so take your time and don’t rush.”

Hearing the girl's leisurely words, Hellen could only feel that the bitter taste in his hot mouth was about to solidify, but the etiquette he had learned in the Holy See made him unable to do such things as walk away. The man took a deep breath and turned the Pushing the plate with a strong bitter taste aside, he said sincerely again: "If you did all this because of my reckless behavior in the garden the day before yesterday, then I apologize to you, it was indeed my fault... sorry."

Ai Yi was fiddling with his nails carelessly, but when he heard this, he paused, as if he was seriously looking at the judge with a serious look for the first time.

"I thought you would scold me or throw the dinner plate against the wall," the girl looked at him with those innocent and pure eyes, "you can still stay calm even after eating Didi fruit for two days, are you sure?" Very gentlemanly."

"……thanks."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore," Her Royal Highness clapped her hands, and the servants carefully picked up the plates and cutlery and sent them to the kitchen, "Those are treasured items in the palace warehouse, I remember... um, It seems that my great-grandfather used it in the dinner where he signed a contract with envoys from other countries?"

"..."

"It's a good thing you didn't break it, otherwise His Majesty would be very angry."

Hellen could only feel his temples throbbing, and in order to prevent himself from doing anything impolite—such as yelling at the petite girl who barely reached his shoulders—he stood up, bowed to her, Turn around and leave.

Seeing the figure of the other party disappearing outside the door, Aiyi sighed softly, and handed the dark green spar newly developed by the Magic Union in his hand, which can record the surrounding sounds, to the black-clothed guard beside him, "There is nothing wrong with it. It's recorded, it's not interesting."

Yue Lan put away the sound recording stone, moved his lips, but still chose to keep his doubts in his heart.

His Highness has a strange attitude towards this man.

A vague uneasiness ran through his heart, the man frowned slightly, hoping that he was thinking too much.

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For the next few days, Hellen's work continued without interruption.

This made him heave a sigh of relief, but he also felt some inexplicable regret - what a joke, he is not a masochist!

The direction that the crystal pointed was still the sea of ​​roses, the man frowned in trouble, hesitated again and again, and walked there.

It's only noon now, so Her Royal Highness the princess won't be having afternoon tea again.

——No indeed, now is not the time to enjoy afternoon tea.

Standing among the flowers, Xillen looked at the girl not far away who was bending over slightly and carefully pruning the rose branches. The sunlight made her blond hair more radiant, and there was water-like tenderness in those blue eyes, which made his My heart skipped a beat unconsciously.

"...Your Highness." Without thinking too much, he greeted him.

"Ah, it's Mr. Hellen," Ai was a little surprised when he saw him, put aside the tools for pruning the flower branches in his hand, and smiled slightly at the man, "Are you here to visit the garden?"

"I'm sorry, it's not," Xieren looked at the girl's slightly widened eyes out of curiosity, paused, and continued, "You should know the purpose of my coming to the palace, right?"

"I heard from my brother that you sensed danger in the palace, so you came here to calm down."

"Yes, that is an extremely evil aura... According to my observation, the place where the evil aura is the strongest is this rose garden."

"No wonder you told me to leave here as soon as possible that day." The girl bent her eyes and smiled slightly. "So, have you found the source of this breath?"

"Not yet, but I think the clue should be in this rose garden," Hellen said, turning his head to look at the beautiful and huge sea of ​​flowers, "Have you noticed anything wrong here recently?"

"No." Ai Yi blinked blankly, "But if I have to say it, it's probably because the roses have grown better recently."

So... Xieren nodded, and was about to draw out his long sword, but when he thought of the girl's angry reaction last time, he paused, and then muttered some strange language silently.

Bright and warm silver-white rays of light gradually appeared in front of the two of them. Hellen closed his eyes and continued to recite the incantation silently. The rays of light turned into palm-sized balls of light, flying around in the rose garden.

Seeing the girl's curious eyes, the man explained: "This is the Holy See's spell, which is used to detect the evil forces around."

"It's really interesting." Ai Yi nodded, and happened to see a silvery-white light spot beside her. She stretched out her finger and poked the other party lightly. The light of the light spot flickered for a while, and then dimmed.

The girl's expression was gloomy, she withdrew her hand calmly, and continued to follow the man, "Mr. Hellen, did you find anything?"

"The source of this evil power seems to be nearby," Xieren frowned and pondered, "but I can't find it..."

"Then don't look for it yet, it's so boring to stay here." Ai Yi reached out and grabbed the judge's slender sleeve, shaking it gently like a baby, "Anyway, I won't find it for a while. , shall we go have some snacks together?"

Hellen felt that he should reject the girl's naive proposal, but looking into her clear blue eyes, he couldn't say a word of objection.

"Just for a short while, fine."

"Yeah!" The girl was so happy that she almost jumped up. She grabbed his hand and ran straight out of the rose garden. "Recently, the chef has researched a very delicious pastry. Let's eat it together!"

Xieren stumbled and followed the princess's steps. The rough palm that held the sword all the year round was now held by a delicate and slender hand. The temperature from that small palm seemed to be transmitted all the way to the heart, making him feel warm. Cheerful.

Exalted Almighty God, what does it feel like?

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