Pastor's Tantra

While the entire Glass Island was still discussing the story of Aiwass and Aleister, Aiwass himself had quietly entered the Palace of Silver and Tin.

After he returned from the Arbitration Hall, he stayed at Moriarty Manor for three days.

Then he received a message - a phone call to Moriarty Manor, asking him to go to the Palace of Silver and Tin immediately.

Avas immediately understood what was going on.

Perhaps it was because the new minister came so frequently that even the servants in the palace already knew him.

When Aiwass entered the palace this time, he did not wait in the side hall, but walked in directly.

During the whole process, no one tried to stop or report. There wasn't even the usual body search and other inspections... It was completely different from the process when Aiwass came to the Palace of Silver and Tin before.

Normally, this process should be followed even when a minister is visiting. Either the people are led to a certain place to rest and wait for the people to meet, or the servants directly take the ministers to the agreed place.

But Isabel's letter didn't mention where to meet Aiwass at all... and there was no housekeeper or maid to lead the way.

In other words, Aiwass got the privilege of walking freely in the palace of silver and tin.

There is no doubt that this is what Isabel has recently told me.

Aiwass subconsciously went to Isabel's bedroom first.

When he opened the bedroom door and saw no one inside, Aiwass turned to the study.

Anyway, it’s just those few rooms. If Isabel is not seen in the study, she should be in her grandmother's bedroom at the moment.

But Aiwass still caught Isabel in the study.

"……Huh?"

As soon as he entered the door, Aiwass opened his eyes in surprise.

Isabel's dress is different from before. Today, Isabel also wore light makeup, just like when she invited Aiwass to the banquet for the first time.

Because she is a quarter of an elf, Isabel, who is actually one year older than Aiwass, looks quite immature, like a little girl who is only fourteen or fifteen years old. But also because of her elf blood, she is taller than her peers, and is about 1.63 meters tall.

But in front of Aiwass, she was still the little girl who was a head shorter than herself. With such youthful vitality, you don’t need to dress up at all to look cute.

But now, Isabel's long, straight, pale blond hair that always hangs casually around her back is now braided using complicated techniques. Make them look like flowers, like a headband, like a crown.

This made the girl, who was thin and weak, look a little mature for the first time.

"Minister Moriarty, you are here."

Isabel called softly.

Her clear emerald eyes stared at Aiwass, with obvious joy in her eyes. But she quickly suppressed her emotions: "Sit down first."

She looked at the chairs placed directly opposite her table, at least three or four meters away.

Seeing Isabel sitting here with her chest raised and her head raised, looking serious, Aiwass couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

He casually lifted the chair up and carried it to the opposite side of Isabel's table. It was like the two of them were eating face to face, and then sat down.

Seeing Isabel's slightly panicked and confused look, Aiwass raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Not bad. She looks a little bit like a queen."

"...I am also growing."

Isabel bulged her mouth and asked seriously: "Didn't I do something wrong?"

But Aiwass just smiled and shook his head, and spoke calmly and in a clear voice: "You should call me Aiwass.

"The Queen's majesty is not like this. If it were Her Majesty Sofia, she would directly call me by my name in private to express an attitude of intimacy.

"In addition, whether you should call me by my first or last name in front of others depends on whether you need to show this kind of intimacy at the time. Sometimes this attitude can express an approval, sometimes it means to Leaving the decision up to me sometimes means alienating other people.”

Aiwass said, crossing his fingers. He put his elbows on Isabel's desk casually and naturally. This made the table, which was originally a perfect table, now seem a bit crowded.

So Isabel subconsciously took her hand away from the table to give Aiwass some space.

But as soon as she received it halfway, Aiwass grabbed her wrist quickly.

She looked at Aiwass blankly, but this time she quickly reacted: "This shouldn't happen, right?"

"For me, casual."

Aiwass chuckled: "But not for others - didn't Her Majesty Sophia teach you these things?"

"No."

Isabel shook her head: "She said that politics cannot be taught in a day or two. Rather than letting me understand something and thinking that I understand...it is better to remain completely ignorant. Ask you and Sherlock directly, Asking for your opinions.”

"Your Majesty is right."

Aiwass nodded: "Half understanding is indeed more dangerous than not understanding."

He said, pulling back Isabel's wrist that he had grasped. Slowly put it at the beginning.

He whispered: "Remember next time, if someone invades your territory, remember not to give in. Scream at the other person loudly and ask them to retreat. Protect your pride like a lion king."

"……I remember."

Isabel was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly and responded seriously.

If she says she remembers it, she means she remembers it. Isabel is not the kind of person who pretends to understand something she doesn't understand. As long as she doesn't understand something, she will definitely ask questions and say that she has remembered it. She was a good student, which reassured Aiwass.

Aiwass straightened up and let his right arm hang down naturally on the table. Only his left arm was left on the table, supporting his chin.

He said casually: "I guess you didn't ask me to come here to see your new hairstyle. Although it does look good."

"It just looks good, and I know it."

Isabel raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said briskly: "But thank you for the compliment."

Her tone was much more confident than before.

Her eyes were extremely bright, and she looked at Aiwass seriously: "I called you here to ask for help. Grandma should...her time should be today. There are probably only a few hours left.

"-Please help me, Aiwass."

Isabel did not say why she requested support.

But Aiwass already understood what she meant.

It wasn't one thing she asked for help from Aiwass - it was everything.

"You know what, Isabelle. I just like your personality."

Aiwass said leisurely: "I will never be brave or stubborn. I will recognize what I should do and what I can do anytime and anywhere. When I confirm that I need help, I will ask for help as soon as possible - you know, Isabel .It’s also a talent. And it’s rare.”

"...What kind of talent is this?"

Isabel blushed a little at what Aiwass said.

She thought it was Aiwass acting strangely.

But Aiwass just shook his head: "This is really a talent. Its father is called humility, and its mother is called introspection. And it is the foundation that connects people. These are the two things a monarch needs most. One of the talents, many monarchs lack it and become arrogant and refuse to accept advice."

"What about the remaining one?" Isabel asked curiously.

"Strong and calm spirit."

Aiwass replied: "You need to be extremely confident that you are on the right path and never let other people's words sway you."

"...This sounds conflicting." Isabel was keenly aware of the contradiction.

"Many things are in conflict. And we live in conflict and die in conflict. People long for comfort and wealth. Animal nature and social needs are different, and being a monarch requires confrontation. One’s own inherent attributes as a ‘person’.”

Aiwass said softly: "You have to be good at listening, but you have to be stubborn; you have to be good at asking for help, but you have to be stubborn and silent. This is difficult, but being a monarch is not simple."

"……I do not understand."

Isabel was silent for a long time, and then answered honestly: "But I will work hard in this direction."

"Then let me teach you the first lesson, Isabel. As a monarch, you must first learn to lie."

Aiwass smiled and leaned back on the chair: "My beloved Queen."

"I'm not the queen yet."

Isabel said subconsciously, stroking the silver-white dragon head ring that was already worn on the ring finger of her right hand.

This is the tradition of Avalon, which means that the king makes a contract with Avalon. Logically speaking, it should have been taken back by Bishop Mathers after the death of Queen Sophia and given to Isabel at the coronation ceremony.

But Queen Sofia was awake for a brief period of time. She took off the ring herself and put it on Isabel's finger.

Isabel was silent for a moment, but she suddenly spoke: "But I... am also willing to learn."

Aiwass smiled like a fox when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to caress his chest and lowered his head slightly.

"It doesn't matter," he said gently and gracefully, "I am very good at it - I will teach you. But before that, I will accompany you to send His Majesty away."