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"But you said before that no matter what we do, we still need to practice and compare. Now that I have put it into practice, please judge it first. How can we determine the truth without practice?"

Damn, it’s poisonous!

At this moment, Eriri felt like she had shot herself in the foot. She hadn't expected this girl to be so tactful. Most importantly, where was her usual naiveté? Why had she become so shrewd now?

Holding the chopsticks, Ying Lili swallowed her saliva. Really, do you really want to eat it?

Boom.

At this moment, the door was suddenly broken open violently.

455 You Are My Prisoner

what?

Clearly startled, she decisively rolled to the right, still wearing her apron. Eriri, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief, even feeling a sense of redemption.

of course.

She certainly wouldn't show such emotions, but pretended to be calm as she stood up and looked at the people who came. They were several men and women wearing light armor and veils.

People from another world?

From their clothing, Eriri could tell they weren't dressed like Earthlings. If she was right, they must be from the same world as Claire.

Thinking of this, Eriri looked at the half-elf girl.

As she expected, Claire's expression became noticeably nervous and her eyes became flustered when she saw these people appear.

"It's really unexpected that you still have the leisure to eat dinner here." The person in the lead spoke slowly. It was obvious from the voice that this was a very young woman.

"Ashley???" Claire's eyes widened, and she had obviously recognized the identity of the person from the voice.

"You are still as rude as ever. You should call me Master." The girl named Ashley took off her veil, revealing her delicate face.

She has long purple hair and light blue eyes. The most eye-catching thing is the teardrop mole under the corner of her eye, which has a slightly charming temperament.

"But forget it. I don't expect a wild girl like you to be polite." Ashley shook her head and said, "Come with me. You should be well aware of your impending fate, right?"

"Destiny..." Claire clenched her fists, then immediately released them as if relieved.

"That's right, fate." Ashley held her head high, like a proud goose. "You failed in your mission, resulting in the deaths of the Empire's honored knights and a young red dragon. Your sins are unforgivable. Do you still need to make excuses?"

"No." Claire shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then let's go, sinner Claire Lavender." Ashley waved her hand, and two men, also wearing light armor, walked forward with handcuffs.

"Wait." Eriri finally moved, stepping forward to block Claire. "How arrogant! Did you get my permission to arrest someone?"

"I know. It's the protector of this country, right?" Ashley paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Have you thought it through? Stopping us here will bring disaster to your country."

"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister has approved the arrest of Miss Ashley." Just as she finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a suit stepped out from the back of the crowd. "This is the document signed by the Prime Minister."

This guy is the Foreign Minister?

Eriri took the document in a daze, completely stunned. She had seen this middle-aged man on TV many times. He was indeed their island nation's Minister of Foreign Affairs, but how did they become connected?

She felt that she had underestimated these aliens, believing they would only resort to military threats. Unexpectedly, they would resort to diplomatic channels this time.

There's something, there's really something!

While she was lost in thought, the two lightly armored warriors had already put the black magic-suppressing shackles on Claire. The half-elf girl didn't struggle at all, but her expression was a little lost.

Since Ashley appeared here, she already knew that she would end up being sent to the execution platform.

Even if Rhode's death was due to his own arrogance, and even if he wasn't the primary factor in the mission's failure, the jury wouldn't listen to his explanation.

After all, the judges were led by this very person, Ashley Lavender. She was also his half-sister, and he had always been at odds with her since childhood.

Now that I'm in her hands, how can I possibly survive? What a shame! It seems my dream of becoming a chef will never come true.

But at this moment, compared to her dream of becoming a chef...she seemed to have something even harder to give up.

Claire glanced at a certain "Sir Death" with a complicated look and said softly, "Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

"No need to thank me, just sing that song of fate for me." Li Li raised her head and said calmly, "You should have learned it by now, right?"

Eh?

Claire was stunned, clearly not expecting such a request. "Here? But..."

Before she finished her words, Eriri suddenly moved. She vanished like a phantom, and muffled "bang, bang, bang" sounds echoed all around her. Like kites with their strings cut, the lightly armored warriors flew backward in all directions, slamming heavily to the ground.

"You, you dare!" Ashley obviously didn't expect Eriri to take action directly, and her expression was a little confused.

The Foreign Minister, who saw this, was also somewhat angry and shouted, "Sir Death, you will cause a serious diplomatic incident! They are the Prime Minister..."

"Shut up." Ying Lili glanced at him and said lightly: "If you don't want to die."

puff.

The Foreign Minister's eyes widened as he knelt on the ground. He felt a powerful pressure descending upon him, and a cold sweat broke out all over him.

"Where was the Prime Minister when the enemy was riding a dragon and preparing to massacre our people?" Eriri snorted coldly and said, "Now you want to use him to order me around. You politicians are so funny." She raised her foot and walked past him.

"You don't have to do this." Seeing Eriri getting closer and closer to her, Claire's heart was beating violently like a deer.

"You are my prisoner, and only I have the right to decide whether you stay or go." Ying Lili looked at her straight in the eyes and said lightly.

Gudong.

Claire's mind was like a blooming flower, filled with countless colorful flowers. No matter how reserved she was, she had to admit that her heart was moved.

This is a real heartbeat, not the kind of little girlish admiration for the emperor of the empire.

"Good, you guys are really good!" Ashley gritted her teeth as she watched the two's intimate interaction. "Just wait, the wrath of the empire will burn you to ashes!" She said, and was about to walk out the door.

Naturally, she had no intention of confronting Eriri, the "Guardian", head-on. A being that could defeat the dragon knight and kill the dragon was simply not something she, a fifth-level professional, could contend with.

That's why she used this diplomatic method, but unexpectedly it still failed.

"Wait a minute," Eriri called out, and with a flick of her wrist, a mosaic of shredded radish appeared in her palm. "You came all this way here, it's a shame not to accept a gift." Without giving Ashley a chance to react, she stuffed the shredded radish in her hand directly into her mouth.

As expected, Ashley's eyes rolled back and she instantly fainted.

456 A Visit from the Minister of Magic

Skirt-lifting maniac: This is unbelievable, Ali-chan. Now both sisters have become your captives. If it were someone else, it would be a completely different story.

The Red Snake Fairy: A restricted version, a story about sisters from another world that must be told, right?

Lazy Kitten: Hahahaha, Sister Moxie is really speaking freely now, knowing everything. She has completely lost the reservedness that the ancients should have, hey!

Chi Lian Fairy: Being reserved is also a shackle. People still need to liberate their minds. Otherwise, I can't survive in this group.

Foul-mouthed Man: Exactly. I agree. After all, this group is full of monsters and demons. If you don't free your mind, you'll be wiped out.

Hatchet Girl: Mr. Deadpool, forget it. No one wants to eat you.

Skirt-lifting maniac: And what are you implying? You are the little white rabbit, right?

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Alas, uncle, I am too pure. Truly, too pure. I am completely incompatible with all of you monsters, yet I am forced to blend in.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Dear, this person seems to want to quit the group! @This is an actor

Foul-mouthed man: Ugh, sorry! I didn't say that just now. I was sleeping! It was Tony. That bastard Tony actually sent a message using my account. He's framing me!

Book artist: What the hell, can this be blamed on Tony?

Foul-mouthed man: Believe me, it's him! Besides those two bad guys, Tony and Yin, who else in this world could say such shameless things? I feel ashamed!

Curly-haired guy: Are you fucking sick? What does this have to do with me?

The Villain of Soul Society: According to Ali, it seems that these two captive sisters of yours have a story?

Illustrator: Well, it's an internal family conflict. The two sisters have different birth mothers and their family status is completely unequal. This is the root cause of this conflict.

After the message was sent, Yingli looked at Ashley, who was full of dissatisfaction, and suddenly felt a headache.

If this sister really was the arrogant villain who was bent on killing her, then it would be easy to deal with. But after Eriri's careful consideration over the past few days, she found that this was not the case.

Although this girl did have a lot of bad habits, she didn't really care about her sister's life or death. This was evident from the fact that she initially called her sister "Claire Lavender". Ashley sincerely acknowledged that Claire was a member of her family.

And, according to their imperial decree.

As an arbitrator on the panel, Ashley had the power to sentence Claire to death. There was no need to bring her back for trial. That would be a waste of time.

This is an actor: internal conflict, which is more difficult to deal with than the conflict between enemies.

Illustrator: Yeah, I think so too. Claire, though usually quite clueless, is incredibly stubborn when it comes to this kind of situation. Neither of them is willing to communicate at all, which is really frustrating!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Oh, it makes me feel overwhelmed just listening to this.

Curly: What's the big deal? Just give them the love they deserve, and everything will be fine. As their mutual lover, you're the mediator! That way, conflicts can be happily resolved!

The illustrator of the book: I will solve your problem, you idiot!

Ying Lili felt that she was very angry. She didn't like this at all!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Hello, Gin, what you said is quite interesting.

Curly-haired boy: Right!

Book artist: Sister Xiaonan?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Don't be angry, I really think this method is feasible. You shouldn't have let them see your true form yet, right? This kind of personality can be fully utilized.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Yes, that's right, it can be used! And this method is very peaceful and won't cause any psychological impact on the two sisters.

Illustrator: Pfft, how could it not have an impact?! If, in the future, they figure out I'm a woman...wouldn't that cause an explosion? It would absolutely explode!

This is an actor: Maybe the other party will be more excited after knowing it?

The illustrator: I'm even more excited! You're starting to panic. I don't want to end up like Ruiko-chan! We're going to have a harem of girls, but Ruiko-chan is all we need!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Bah, I don’t have a harem!

This is an actor: It’s okay, we won’t discriminate against you.

After sending the message, Jellal slowly walked out of the dormitory.

Today is the beginning of the new semester, and the young wizards have begun to return to Hogwarts one after another. Everyone gathers in groups, sharing their Christmas experiences and times with each other.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, they seemed to have forgotten the terrorist attack that the school suffered before Christmas.

"Hello, Professor Ziklein." Standing in front of the office, Gerald saw the red-haired Ginny. "Because I caused you a lot of trouble last semester, this is a thank you gift from my mother." As he spoke, he took out a blue glass ball from his back.

Ginny held the glass ball and whispered, "Mom said you might not need this, but... this is a little gift from our family."

"A sealing ball?" Jellal took the glass ball and shook it gently. "That's exactly what I need. Please thank your mother for me."

"That's great, Mom will definitely be very happy!" Ginny bent down, bowed, and turned to leave.

Holding the Sealing Orb, Jellal was about to push the door open and walk into the office when a familiar voice rang out from afar. "Ziklein? Oh, it's great to see you again!"

Jellal turned around and saw a small, middle-aged man. He was pale and plump, wearing a gray-white suit. However, his tie was mixed with bright red, which looked very strange.

"It's Minister Fudge." Gerard walked slowly towards him and said lightly, "It's been a long time."

Standing next to Fudge was Professor McGonagall, who was accompanied by an old lady dressed in gaudy clothes and wearing large glasses that looked like toads.

The moment the old lady saw Gerard, her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Mr. Ziklein! It's been a long time. Do you remember me? I'm Rita Skeeter, and I interviewed you!"

"Of course, I remember." Gerard nodded, looking at the man at the end of the group. "And Mr. Malfoy, it's been a while since we last saw each other."

457 Gerald who doesn't follow the rules

Lucius Malfoy, like his son Draco Malfoy, had platinum blond hair, but his son Draco had short hair, while the old father in front of him had long hair.

Compared to the still somewhat immature Dekola, the old father's aristocratic temperament was clearly more refined. Standing there, he exuded a sense of superiority and distance.

However, towards Gerard in front of him, Lucius clearly did not have the same arrogance as he did towards others. Looking at the young face in front of him, his eyes were complicated.

There is some resentment, but also fear.

This was something that had left a deep impression on Gerard when he was working in the Auror Office. At that time, the abuse of Dark Magic was traced back to the nobles, led by Lucius.

According to the usual Ministry of Magic procedures, the case could have been closed at this point. No nobles could not be prosecuted; this was the unspoken rule of the Ministry of Magic and the Auror Office.

After all, most of the functional departments of the Ministry of Magic rely on the funds provided by these nobles to maintain their operations.

Until Gerald showed up.