Ditma and Patton have been practicing martial arts and lying on their bodies at home these days, and they don’t dare to go anywhere. Everyone else is busy with their own things, and no one pays attention to them. Since becoming the dean of the Conservatory of Music, I haven’t worked for a day in normal work. The principal probably didn’t think that Ditma could teach students well, just by giving her a false name to prove that this kind of genius is from our school.

Now all his songs are played in the imperial capital, especially "That's All" and "My Heart Eternal" have completely pushed Ditma to the altar. The newspaper has conducted a comprehensive analysis of his musical style, tune, lyrics, connotation, the concept of new instruments, etc. The commentary believes that the stunning talent is not enough to describe the greatness of his works. The newspaper even commented on nearly ten famous beauties in the Empire with a thrilling and malicious title like "What kind of beauty is matched with Ditma?", and Dolores and Andrea are of course on the list.

"Brother, I think we two will go back to grandpa if we don't recruit servants."

"Do you think I don't want to recruit? We have a big goal. We went to the school a few days ago to confirm that the scene of the Fantasy Le Bou team members was not unaware of it. Fortunately, I carried you back, otherwise you would definitely be targeted by human traffickers on the way."

Patton remembered the situation when he was watched by everyone that day and thought it would be better to let it go, but it would not be a big deal to continue like this. He was too lazy. Except for practicing martial arts, everyone was serious, and the rest of the others were troublesome to lie on the bed and eat cakes.

"Ding!" Doorbell! Ditma and Patton were excited and rushed towards the door together. But when they opened the door, they found that it was Luo Ning. They both "cut" and walked back. There was no other reason. When they saw that Luo Ning was coming to say goodbye.

"Sir, Your Highness, what's going on with you?"

Luo Ning was confused. He didn't do anything bad?

"We want to recruit servants, but we don't dare to come out, and we don't know when the sacred moment will pass."

"Well, why didn't you say it earlier? I'll help you find a few in the servant introduction center, but now it's too late. I'm here to say goodbye to the adults."

"Your Majesty is moving quickly! Have you passed the review?"

"Yes, the day after the show, a specialist came to me, reviewed and tested."

“How is the test score?”

"Excellent. I will officially start to receive fully enclosed learning and training for two years, and then I won't know."

"Come on! This road is not easy to walk, but you are suitable. Take the badge and I will call you if you have any questions." Ditma patted Ronin's shoulder and said nothing more. I don't know what the scene will be next time I meet.

"What should I do?" Barton asked pitifully again after Luo Ning said goodbye.

"Pack up, put on your hood, and sneak in secret." Ditma's second-hand soul burned.

Two people, one big and one small, were wearing gorgeous hooded cloaks and playing parkour on the rooftops of the streets and alleys of the imperial capital like an assassin. They were as fast as lightning and lightning. Patton followed Ditma closely and shouted happily, thinking that this idea was simply amazing and handsome. Suddenly, he saw Ditma in front of him stop, and he quickly stopped.

"Where is the Servant Introduction Center?" Dietma turned her back to Patton's hooded face and exposed her chin.

"Ah? I don't know either!" Patton thought Ditma knew, and kept following him.

“…”

"Let's go, go to the near business district first, it's definitely not far."

It was noon at this moment, and there was no lunch break in the office building where Hasting was reported. Either they were burying their heads and writing hard, or they were running around. Time was luxurious and precious to them, and first-hand news meant money.

Viscount Barlot sat in his luxurious top office drinking sweet fruit pulp wine, watching the editor-in-chief standing opposite him reporting was distracted.

This is a divorced woman, but she is a very elegant woman, especially a pair of rare pink eyes. She is both mature and youthful at the age of 26 or 27, and is a perfect beauty in the world. This is very attractive to Viscount, who is extremely rich and considerate and elegant in her fifties. She really wants to know the secrets and stories behind her, but it seems that people never have a cold towards him.

"Sir Viscount, this is a five-day newspaper sales list and tomorrow's content plan. Please sign if you agree."

"Oh, Veronica, every day, only when you walk into my office, can I feel the color of fate, the brilliance of the sun, who protects you, who loves you, the Knights of Balotel have always been guarding you. I will treat you to lunch on the holiday tomorrow. How about the restaurant at dusk? New caviar egg tarts, absolutely delicious."

"I'm very sorry, Lord Viscount, I haven't been with my Dick for a long time. I've been too busy with work recently and I rarely care about him. He's angry. I'm sure I'll take him out for a walk by the river."

“…”

"Oh my God! This is the darkest news in my life I have heard. Why is this happening? How could it be? Veronica, I am sincere to you. Since my relationship with my wife broke down, I have been single and clean. Until I met you, I felt that fate has been favored again. Is Dick really so outstanding?"

"Sir, I think you misunderstood. Dick is my puppy." Veronica smiled sly, her pink eyes could speak.

"Puff, hahahaha...bang!"

"Who!" Balotel and Veronica were startled and turned around at the same time.

The office overlooks the window of the entire commercial area. Two mysterious people with only their chins are there. One is tall and well-proportioned, with hands crossed against his chest, and the other is very short and half lying in the window, and the other is still glaring in outside. They are both wearing the same style of black gold-edged leather hooded cloak and wearing aristocratic clothes, which is worth a lot at first glance.

"Who?" He actually came in through the window, which was ten stories high.

"Vissue Balotel, I have been famous for a long time. I finally got to see you. Is my magic stone still easy to use?" As they said that, they raised their hoods.

A wild and handsome guy, a black-haired and black-eyed little boy.

"Ditmamanstein? And His Highness Patton..."

Viscount Barot was shocked and never expected that they would meet formally under such circumstances. They would not leave. You are crazy, and they were scared of heart disease.

Veronica was a little annoyed to have been overheard such private content, but she recovered quickly and asked Ditma and the others, but she had no intention of leaving.

Ditma walked to the cabinet and took out three cups, poured a glass of fruit pulp for Patton, Veronica and himself, and naturally it seemed like he was at his own home. Most of the bottle was gone, which made Viscount Barot feel distressed.

"How can I drink the top pulp wine that is specialized in the East Coast Kingdom alone?"

"I really didn't expect that we would meet Ditma formally under such circumstances. How could you come in through the window?"

"We have been intimate for a long time. Viscount Barot, meeting is just a form."

"Haha..." Balotel was embarrassed, he understood what Ditma meant.

"Ditma, Lord Hernandez has told me about copyright, and I will comply with the law as required."

"No, no, Viscount, you misunderstood. I really didn't come to you to tell me about this."

"I got lost and happened to see a world-famous newspaper. I came in to see what you looked like, and asked you how to go to the servant introduction center. I saw some secrets, that's all."

"Let's go out and walk straight to the two streets." He was speechless. He saw someone, asked for a way, and climbed the window. Only people like Ditma could do it.

"Thank you, but I have to say, your level of picking up girls..." Ditma didn't know how to describe it, so she had to stretch out her little finger.

"Hahaha..." Veronica couldn't help seeing Ditma's action.

"What do you think of me?" Balotte was angry, his face turned red, and he was not so polite. This was the first time that Balotte was said to not pick up girls. How many girls wanted to have something with him, he ignored them.

"My sister just thinks you are her boss or an ordinary friend. It's useless to pick the stars off and give them to her. Don't be too persistent, it's important to have self-knowledge."

"I... paid a lot, and I was sincere..."

"Vissoc, you only touched yourself."

"……Why?"

"She doesn't like you, and she asks why?"

"Then what kind of person does she like?"

"Then what kind of people do you like?"

"I……"

"What do you like for a young lady? There is no reason, it's just like, right?"

"Then she doesn't like you, and there's no reason. It's that simple."

“…”

"Viscount, don't talk about love easily. This is a heavy word, it is a sacrifice and responsibility, and it is a test of a lifetime. She may not be short of what she can give, and you may not be able to give what she needs."

"……I"

"No one in this world dares to say that he understands women, but at least you must understand what you love. Obviously you are not listed here. So please respect and understand her first, and don't force your will to others. If you really like someone who doesn't like you, keep a distance and demeanor, and don't let the original friendship become annoying."

"There is a great love that is not possession, but fulfillment, so you don't love it that way, just like it, that's all. Viscount, remember to pay back the money and say goodbye." After saying that, he disappeared from the window with Patton, as if no one had ever come, except for the wine that had been drunk.

The room was silent, Balotel was as stupid as a chicken, Veronica was tearful.

"Damn, this is the true love holy!" Balotel suddenly let go of his obsession at this moment.

"Miss Veronica, bring the stuff and sign it."
Chapter completed!