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Raphael has a beautiful face, long golden hair hanging down to his waist, and when he raises his head, his eyes are like a blue lake.It's just that these eyes are sharp, and when they glance at them, they immediately make people feel shuddering.I don't know if it's because of human instinct or because of his aura, but basically everyone who sees him like this immediately becomes silent and doesn't dare to move.

Both are nobles, he and Earl Clovis are completely from two worlds.

Clovis tastes fashion and dresses first-class. Basically, more than [-]% of the rich and capable middle-class people in the city-state determine fashion trends based on his clothes.He was humorous, eye-catching everywhere, surrounded by a crowd, and his popularity was only broken in the presence of his brother Pisanello.

Raphael has never deliberately dressed up, but when he put on a simple and neat coat and walked out with his head held high, his look of carefree expression made people feel fear and admiration.He seldom appears in public, and when he does, he is worshiped and admired by the public—it is different from scrambling to cry out for grievances when he sees Pisanello or stuffing all kinds of gifts to show his respect, and also different from Pisanello. When they saw Clovis, they excitedly studied and discussed his different clothes and accessories. The people all stood or knelt down to the side of the road holding their breath and waiting for him to pass by.In a certain sense, this can also explain why he rarely appears.

Both of them were the masters of the city-Pisanello, the right-hand man of Clovis's own brother.Raphael was the deputy lord, in charge of law and punishment, while Clovis was the director of foreign affairs, in charge of literature and art.

These two people who don't match no matter how you look at it, they often get together, but it's not surprising that they are used to it. The four major subordinates of Pisanello have completely different personalities. The strange thing is that they are all used by Pisanello. ——Although he doesn't admit it, his admiration for Pisanello is from the bottom of his heart.

But what surprised the old man at the moment was that this was clearly a slave—or even a male favorite in a certain sense. How could Duke Raphael appear?Although there is no strict rule that the Son of God cannot accept favors, but no Son of God has ever accepted a concubine, not to mention that he is the one appointed to marry the princess, and he is the best candidate for the future archbishop. This kind of thing...

Before he could figure it out, Clovis turned his head and yelled at Raphael: "Why is the sun rising in the west today? Our Son of God is also interested in the slave trade? Or do you want to save the suffering sin?" people?"

"It's not terrible to be mentally retarded. What's terrible is not knowing your ignorance and making self-righteous judgments about things you don't understand and being complacent about it. Of course I never hoped for your IQ."

Raphael quickly retorted and decided not to talk to Clovis.

In fact, Clovis retorted on purpose, and the level of acrimony was definitely worse than that. It's just that there are outsiders present at this meeting, so it can't be like being at home.Clovis seems heartless, but he can clearly distinguish between inside and outside. Some things can only be said to certain people, and outsiders cannot be said in the presence.This is the opposite of Raphael.Raphael, as long as he thinks it makes sense, he doesn't care about insiders and outsiders, and he doesn't care whether you can get off the stage.

Sure enough, Clovis gritted his teeth but never replied to him, and he was happy to calm down.

Rarely does his heart beat so fast, though it's completely invisible on the surface.

His slender fingers were caught in a booklet, and the page he caught was a brief introduction to a slave that he seemed to have glanced at inadvertently just now:

Number one, Huafu, 28 years old, 180cm tall, 70kg in weight, black hair, black eyes, from a mysterious country in the east, the details are unknown.Second degree criminal, sentenced to life slavery.

Crime: Encouraging Hetalia city-state refugees to rebel, disseminate reactionary speeches, suspected of being related to many assassinations of nobles, but was arrested and imprisoned for ten months, no evidence was found...

Walford?I am afraid that the pronunciation of a certain syllable is not allowed.

That proud man once said the same thing.Where can you understand ancient civilizations?He said.

"Your myths that don't even have words, if that can be considered civilization." Raphael must have retorted.I didn't intend to quarrel with him, I knew his proud soul, but I just wanted to see how his beautiful lips opened and closed when he was arguing. He forgot everything around him, and stared at Raphael wholeheartedly, determined to win the fight.

He was really angry, and Raphael was secretly happy, he likes this feeling, he is so gentle, a person who is polite to everyone, and a person who can smile gently at the stray dogs on the side of the road, there is something different about him On the one hand, I would be angry in the first place, and also feel joy, anger, sorrow, and joy from the bottom of my heart. Is it because, because of myself?

True or false, this feeling, so beautiful and—

sweet.

"Your so-called history... even every brick under my feet is longer than the history of your country!"

"No wonder there are so many old-fashioned people who are closed, self-styled, and watching the sky from a well!"

"When it comes to being blocked, self-styled, and watching the sky from the bottom of a well, this is probably the best description for your Excellency!"

……

When did the quarrel start?

It seems to have started from the meeting.

"You two have such a good relationship!" Everyone said.

"Where is it?" They retorted in unison.

While refuting others, while doing what should be done on behalf of the other party, helping to take notes for those who did not come to class, ordering an extra meal for those who did not eat, helping to sign for those who did not sign in... Even the other party's habit of writing is very familiar , came with a wave, and exchanged homework, the teacher couldn't see it at all.

Just being together means quarreling, bickering, and shouldering. At the end of all the parties, it is often found that only the two of them are left singing a one-man show, so they can only shrug their shoulders and go back to the dormitory together under the moonlight.