At the same time, Isabella handed over the position of head of the Trastamara family to Alfonso, and she also resigned as Chief Consul of the Federation in exchange for an annual compensation of 300 million dinars from the Triple Alliance. From then on, Isabella lived in Merida. Alfonso's betrayal caused the Royalists to fall from a balance of power to a disadvantage, but no one thought he was wrong. After all, when Isabella sacrificed Alfonso for the sake of the overall situation, Alfonso had no obligation to take care of the overall situation without him. Isabella remains the central figure of the royalist party, but it is unclear whether the entire Trastamara family will obey her orders. Corneille, on behalf of the Duke of Alva, saluted Isabella, who said, "Don't be polite, Mr. Corneille, just raise your head and let me take a good look at this loyal man." Corneille straightened his back. Isabella's eyes scanned his strong body two or three times, and finally stopped on his sword and shield. Corneille's sword "Winged Lion" was named after the golden flying lion pattern on its guard. It was a dowry given by the Barbarigo family to Angelica, and was later given to Corneille by Angelica. It is said that it carries the blessing of Minerva, the goddess of wisdom. Corneille's shield "Sulena", painted with a fig tree and a cow, with a turquoise in the center - these three objects are all sacred symbols in the Federal State Religion (a religion that worships the goddess Hathor). This shield was captured by Corneille after a battle with Don Rodic, a legendary warrior from the Holy Land. It is said that Suleena was Don Rodic's beloved daughter who died young. Later, when Don Rodic was given a shield blessed by the goddess Hathor, he named the protective gear after his beloved daughter. "What a good man he is," Isabella praised.
Corneille also looked at Isabella, who was emitting amazing energy fluctuations. If Melusina's magic power was compared to a candle, then Isabella was a blast furnace. Are all the kings of the forest so powerful? Or is Isabella uniquely gifted? After judging Isabella's strength, Corneille paid attention to her figure. Like all beauties defined by the classics, Isabella had an oval face, a broad forehead, deep eyes, fair skin, and a majestic figure that could support her clothes. The magic power made her long hair appear a charming purple, and her eyes were slightly lighter than her hair, with a watery glow. She was both pure and charming, conservative and open, and her elegant temperament made people look at her with respect from a distance, but her skirt that only reached her knees and her calves wrapped in white silk under the skirt aroused people's desire to get close to her and play with her. Two seconds later, Isabella stood up, put down the eagle stick, and took a cane with a hollow crown on the top. She said to her servants and ministers: "You should also find some fun. The purpose of a picnic dinner is to make everyone happy. For my part, I wish to speak to M. Corneille alone." Chapter 10 Sweet Kiss The others left, and Isabella and Corneille walked side by side to a place away from the crowd. She was about 170 cm tall, but the burly Corneille made her look petite. Isabella wears a necklace in the shape of a moon crown, and the back and sides of her cloak are embroidered with stars, which come from the traditional beliefs of the Trastamara family: Mithra, the god of contracts, sun, light and warriors. Mithra was a male-favoring deity, so Isabella could not wear the symbols of the sun, raven, water bottle, lion, torch, and, most importantly, the bull-slayer, which were only given to male worshippers. However, Isabella did not have these problems when wearing it, because with the destruction of the ancient empire, many gods worshipped by the ancient empire gave up their ties with the secular world, including Mithra. Corneille matched Isabella's pace. The scent of the cold beauty was pleasant, but the sight behind him made his body tense. Isabella smiled softly, and just as Corneille was about to say something to show his loyalty, Isabella took the initiative to say: "I asked Mr. Corneille to take a walk because I didn't want to hear any polite words. Everyone is very good, but some are too hypocritical." Corneille was not sure what to say. Seeing his hesitation, Isabella made an apologetic gesture: "I'm sorry, Mr. Corneille looks very simple, which made me want to tease him." "..." "There is a dangerous charm about M. Corneille, which makes one both afraid and eager to take a closer look. My heart is beating a little too fast, and I hope the blush on my cheeks will not be misunderstood." Corneille still found it difficult to respond to this because he was not a playboy and was not familiar with Isabella, so he did not want to make frivolous jokes with her who had a higher social status. But does he really have this kind of charm? Corneille glanced secretly at Isabella, and when he saw that her cheeks were as smooth as fat and her expression was calm, he knew that he had been fooled.
Isabella smiled and said, "No more joking, let's get back to the point: Duke Alva needs my support, and so do I. As you can see, I'm surrounded by people who are either too old or coveting me. I need safe, harmless, and young new blood." "It is an honor to be of your service," said Corneille. "How is the Duke of Alva?" "He's getting better." "I remember that Sir Fernando found several witches from well-known families for him to go on blind dates. How is the progress?" Isabella asked. “We just started to get in touch.” "Then you have to find a good family and hurry up to settle down. The witches of Waite are known for their fickleness, but they won't break a contract easily for something as important as a marriage." "Thank you for your advice, sir." Isabella sighed: "I am sorry about what happened to the Toledo family, but I think the Duchess got what she wanted." "Does your Excellency know her?" Isabella looked nostalgic: "No, at that time I hated Fernando's double-dipping approach and did not go to the wedding in person, but sent a capable representative. He came back to tell me that the Duchess herself had married with hatred. He managed to get the possible truth out of the woman's people: The Barbarigo family originally wanted to marry Angelica's sister to Fernando, but the woman ran away and disappeared, so Angelica was sacrificed. " "..." Corneille didn't know about this past, but judging from Angelica's attitude, it was probably true. He carefully concealed his emotions, but they did not escape Isabella's eyes. Some of her thoughts were verified, which made her smile with satisfaction. Corneille was not going to waste any more words: "The Duke of Alva needs your support and guidance, and we will repay you for it." "I can give you some pocket money first." "Greatful." "If you can show your talent, you will get more than just pocket money from me." "I am willing to do my best for you, my Lord." "Mr. Corneille, I hope this money can be used in the right place. Do you know the Tower of Discipline?" asked Isabella. Corneille made a gesture of "asking for explanation", and Isabella continued: "When the ancient empire was destroyed, the Governorate of Waite, as an overseas province, was also terrified. To protect themselves, they implemented two projects: One of them is the Forest Sea Barrier, which locks the magic power emitted by the Jupiter Tree in Waite, causing the magic concentration in the area to rise steadily over the past thousand years, and the upper limit of magic is getting higher and higher. But it seems to me that the slow decrease in the number of men in the area also began here; The second is the Sky-Connecting Tower. The ultimate purpose of that project is unknown, but the result is disastrous. Flavius Aetius, the King of the Forest in the 'Tower' realm who presided over the project and the last male King of the Forest, was murdered. From then on, the Heaven-Connecting Tower became the Discipline Tower, and the 'Tower' realm became a shelter for guilty witches. Other realms sent the witches they could not forgive to the 'Tower' realm to be disciplined and transformed by the Discipline Magic. "
"Your Excellency wants me to recruit witches from the Tower of Discipline?" said Corneille. "The Waite Law stipulates that the Kings of the Forest cannot recruit guilty witches from the 'Tower' realm, but it does not say that foreigners cannot be recruited. And the guilty witches, except for those with brain problems, are naturally willing to obtain conditional freedom." Corneille thought for a moment: "There are two keys to this action: First, how can I get the guilty witch out of prison? I don't think the Tower will let anyone go easily. Secondly, the guilty witches are likely to have problems with their personalities and behaviors. How can I control them to serve the Duke of Alva and His Excellency's cause?" Isabella gave him a look of approval: "I will provide the necessary assistance. Next, let me see what Mr. Corneille can do." "Is this a mission or a trial, Your Highness?" "It's both. I prefer you and the Duke, but I must present facts to convince my suspicious and jealous ministers." The two of them walked around and returned to the crowd. Isabella stuffed an ice cream into Corneille's hand and blocked the person who was about to toast him. "Mr. Corneille doesn't like drinking, right? Please enjoy the ice cream here slowly. It's much better than other places in the Federation. Have a good time." Isabella went to another place and quickly attracted a group of people to gather around her, isolating her from Corneille's sight. Corneille licked the ice cream and found it extremely sweet. A second later, he saw the lipstick mark left on the edge of the lick mark. He looked up in surprise. Isabella appeared in his sight again. He saw her touch her lips with her finger. Corneille was confused as to when and why Isabella had done something, but soon he realized that he was being watched by jealous eyes. Isabella nodded in satisfaction and mouthed "I forgive the Duke." Corneille then realized that this was neither flirting nor a prank, but revenge, revenge for the double-betting betrayal of the previous Duke. Fernando was dead and Diaz was not there in person, so the knife wrapped in ambiguous candy paper finally fell on his head. Even if there is resentment, an experienced politician will choose to forget the past, but Isabella will dig up the past. Just like the intelligence, as a leader, this person does not have outstanding talents. Working for such a person, the future would be so difficult, Gao Naiyi thought sadly. Diaz acted together with his team members, which made them particularly eye-catching in the cafeteria. The others were already used to being watched, and the lively conversation atmosphere gradually infected Diaz, causing him to join in the chat in a low voice. They talked about everything from Waite's news to Diaz's hometown, from school courses to Corneille. Diaz didn't realize that these blind dates were evaluating his marriage value, and he was foolishly proud of his good friends. At the end of the meal, Anne suddenly said, "Ah, today is Friday." "What's going on?" Diaz asked. One of the group members explained: "It is like this. Although Mr. Toledo is a foreigner, he still needs to fulfill his 'male obligations'." Anne added: "And, since you failed to attend before, this 'male duty' may be given to you as relatively hard work." Sure enough, with a few minutes left before the end of the afternoon general education class, the head teacher read out the "male obligations" that the men in the class needed to perform, and Diaz was assigned to visit the Ixtapa district at 9 . on Saturday to give condolences. Anne solemnly told him that he must take Corneille with him when he went to Ixtapa. Although it was not a slum, it was an area where rude and often drunk workers lived. The recent wave of unemployment had led to an unstable local security situation. Diaz remained calm: "It's okay. As long as Pierre is here, I have nothing to worry about." Anne hesitated, "Mr. Toledo, you may see some things that will shock your worldview... I hope you can be restrained and accept this calmly." As for the impact on one's worldview, Diaz feels that becoming a girl is shocking enough, and he feels that it would be difficult for him to encounter anything more shocking.
After school, Dias only saw Polly, who told him that she had sent Corneille home in the afternoon. He was slightly disappointed. When he returned home, he saw that Corneille's room was ajar. Dias opened the door and the smell of alcohol hit him. The towel was submerged in the copper basin, the water inside was already cold, and nearby, Corneille was leaning on the recliner, sleeping soundly. Dias put away his coat, and at this time, the effect of his medicine expired. Soon, his body became smaller, his hair grew longer, and his affinity with magic was restored, making her body rejuvenated. On an inexplicable impulse, she sniffed Corneille's coat, and besides the smell of alcoholic beverage, she also smelled the scent of cold beauty, which was more like the smell of powder than the fragrance of flowers. Dias was a little displeased. She put her coat on the hanger and looked back at Corneille. Corneille had his collar open, and his enviable chest muscles were a little soft when they were not tense, and even the edges and corners became rounded. "Alas, you are still so careless. Take care of yourself before taking care of others." Dias complained quietly while looking for the blanket. Suddenly, she thought Corneille's defenseless sleeping face was a little... cute. She reached out and touched the other person's cheek. Corneille uttered something in a trance, which frightened her so much that she withdrew her hand, covered her chest and stepped back. The strong heartbeat made her suffocate and excited. She took a deep breath, calmed down, asked someone to fetch a basin of warm water, went back to the bedroom to change into women's clothes, and came back to wipe Corneille's face. Corneille slowly opened his eyes, at first blankly, and then cast a glance with strong emotions. Diaz knew that her friend had mistaken her for someone else again. "Good afternoon, Dias," said Corneille in a hoarse voice. "What the devil, Pierre, why do you drink so much?" Dias wanted to throw the towel in Corneille's face, but her conscience did not allow her to do so. She sighed, took Corneille's hand, put the towel in his palm, and left first. Chapter 11 Consultation The alcoholic drink gave Corneille a good dream, and at night he appeared at the dining table in high spirits. "I'm sorry to have you see me lose my composure." He took the initiative to explain, "I didn't want to drink it, but I couldn't avoid those glasses of jealousy. In a sense, I would rather they lined up to duel with me." Diaz cast a worried look: "Are you having a conflict?" Corneille scooped a spoonful of soup, drank it and said: "I met with Her Highness Isabella, a person full of evil tastes. It was her handiwork that got me drunk - she gave me ice cream and made me the enviable protagonist." "Cold beauty?" "Yes, she must have used cosmetics with such a smell. How did you know?" asked Corneille. "Because your coat is stained with the smell of a strange woman." After Diaz finished speaking, she felt embarrassed. She felt that her tone sounded like that of an abandoned woman - this was how her father's lovers complained when he was alive. Corneille's attention was still on Isabella's topic: "Dias, next time you go to see her, you must be careful. As a witch, she is undoubtedly powerful; as a leader, her style is not satisfactory." Diaz was not stupid, and understood what his friend meant: "Because our father hedged his bets, she hates us as well?" "Irinan was said to be 'intolerant', and the same is true of Isabella. However, she is much calmer than when she was a man, and knows how to use her charm to win over others." "Is that prince charming?" Corneille smiled and said, "In appearance, she is impeccable, but not as good as you." Dias' cheeks puffed up slightly, not only because Corneille had teased her about her appearance again, but also because she knew that Corneille had not directly answered her question -
This means that there was a moment when Corneille was seduced by Isabella. Dias couldn't understand it. Isabella was an older mature woman. When Isabella flirted with Corneille, didn't Corneille feel uncomfortable? Corneille kept waving his spoon. He was very thirsty. He didn't speak again until he finished a bowl of corn flake soup: "How is school?" Diaz described the college profile: Merida Comprehensive College is located in the southern part of the college city and is divided into three campuses. He studied in the first campus, where about half of the students live on campus and half are day students.
