Imperial Princess: Women are all my subordinates!

"So...are you laughing at me..."

"Lady Radia's clone..."

"Is this my future... is this, the palace where we lived in the past..."

Bartoli looked at the ceiling of her room. Her expression and tone at the moment became extremely cold because of what she was thinking...

The reason is because of Bartoli's speculation...

Since Bartoli's identity is one of the "Seven Virtues"... so unlike Alton, she has memories of the past, but she also believes that everything she is seeing must be an illusion...

It must be the illusion created by that idol to test her, Bartoli...

Therefore, when Bartoli thought that everything was like this, she thought that the statue was laughing at her...

Laughing at her Bartoli, what's in her heart...

Laughing at her longing for Radia…

After all...whose test would bring such a nostalgic scene...

As for Bartoli's question, no one answered her at this moment. The only answer was the emptiness of the room...

"Don't you speak..."

Bartoli looked at the ceiling and felt that there was nothing around her. Therefore, she became more and more sure that this was the test of the statue, and this was an illusion.

Getting up, Bartoli's cold expression turned into a joking sneer due to the current situation. She did not hesitate and immediately left her room.

Arriving at the door of Little's room next door, Bartoli sneered and grabbed the door handle.

"Let me guess~"

"Since it's a test, then here, after I open the door, besides Little's room, there should be some things related to my past~"

Saying this, Bartoli did not hesitate and immediately opened Little's room.

Then, a warm-toned pink princess room, filled with comic books and a big white bear doll, appeared in front of Bartoli's eyes.

And, just as Bartoli guessed, when she saw Little's room, it was the same as before, and a worn-out alchemy guide was also floating in the room!

"Hmph..." Bartoli raised her hand, grabbed the alchemy guide from the air, let it come into her hands, and said disdainfully.

"After I looked at the fate of many people and confirmed that I needed experiments to reach this future, I immediately went to look for this alchemy guide..."

"It is also because of this that I was able to spend a long time secretly arranging a large number of formations and deploying them all over the Morning Star..."

"Then...what about the next one..."

After Bartoli confirmed the situation and confirmed that this was where the statue was testing her, she looked to the side, the room belonging to Gerardis.

Arriving at the door of Gerardis' room, Bartoli opened the door immediately after confirming that this place was probably used to test her illusion.

Then, a little boy's room appeared with a cooler color tone, many Gundam robot models inside, and murals of beautiful girls on the walls!

And just like before!

In this room, there is something floating inside the room, waiting for Bartoli.

However, the thing this time is actually the red gauze gloves that were transformed when Bartoli's ability was activated.

"My ability? "Garagana"? "

After Bartoli felt confused about this, she immediately raised her hand and grabbed her gloves from the air, just like before.

But with the arrival of the gloves, and now that this was Gerardis' former room, Bartoli also understood the meaning of the statue after putting on the gloves.

"What you mean is that I have no control..."

"That's right, the same as Gerardis and the others..."

"Because of the "gentleness" he was burdened with, Gerardis had been suppressing his inner anger, which caused him to become irritable after encountering many things..."

"If you speak without restraint, your words will become dirty..."

"Pasiglia, Shirley, they too..."

"As a "humble" Pasiglia, because he suppressed his heart in the past, when he is external now, arrogance is his only pronoun..."

"Forgiving Shirley, not to mention that now, many times, she no longer forgives others..."

"but me…"

Bartoli sneered. After closing the door, she didn't care. With a provocative smile, she skipped to the door of the next room.

"I am charged with "temperance"..."

"Then, I need to be moderate in everything..."

"It's delicious, don't eat too much, you need to be in moderation..."

"It's fun, don't play too much, you need to be moderate..."

"No matter what I do, I have to restrain all my actions because of the "temperance" I carry..."

As she spoke, Bartoli opened the door to the next room, to Pasiglia's room, and the mocking, indifferent look on her face turned into disdain.

"Even my love for my mother and Lady Radia needs to be controlled..."

"I...I'll kill your mother's head..."

"Ah, no, you can't say bad words~"

After the words fell, Bartoli's tone also became softer, just to disgust the statue.

But correspondingly.

When Bartoli thought that everything at the moment was a test of the idol, she had no choice.

In order to gain that power, just endure it...

Therefore, after Bartoli was mentally prepared, Pasiglia's room was fully displayed in front of her.

This is a very ordinary room, no special colors, very ordinary. The overall look of the study is that of a scholarly family, with a lot of wooden furniture.

And inside this room, something unexpected happened! Here's something! It’s Papalica!

"Huh?" Bartoli looked at Papalica, floating in Pasiglia's room. She was also shocked because of Papalica's existence!

"No? Are you playing like this?"

"This..." Bartoli smiled angrily.

"Uh... Bartoli... Sir..." Papalica has not changed at this moment. She is still the same as before when Bartoli sent her away. She was floating in the room, looking at him with a confused face. Bartoli.

As for the reason, it's just because, Papalica, she doesn't know how she suddenly appeared here...

In this regard, when Bartoli thought that the current Papalica was a dummy made by that god, she sighed helplessly...

"so be it…"

"Let me relax first..."

As soon as the words fell, Bartoli entered Pasiglia's room and closed the door...

At this scene, Papalica also blushed, lowered her head, and waited for Bartoli...