Chapter 384 My Queen

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

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

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

Aiwas immediately understood what was going on.

Perhaps it was because the new minister came too frequently, and even the servants in the palace already knew him.

This time when Aiwas entered the palace, he did not wait in the side hall, but walked in directly.

During the whole process, no one tried to stop him or report it. There was not even the usual body search and other inspections... It was completely different from the process when Aiwas came to the Silver and Tin Palace before.

Normally, even ministers should follow this process when visiting. Either lead the person to a place to rest and wait for the person to meet to come to meet; or the servants directly take the ministers to the agreed place.

But Isabel's letter did not mention where to meet Aiwass... 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 was recently instructed by Isabel.

And Aiwass subconsciously went to Isabel's bedroom first.

Opening the bedroom door and seeing that there was no one inside, Aiwass turned around and went to the study.

Anyway, there are only a few rooms. If Isabel was not seen in the study, then she should be in her grandmother's bedroom at this 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 was different from before. Today, Isabel also put on light makeup, just like when she first invited Aiwass to the banquet.

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

But in front of Aiwass, she is still the little girl who is a head shorter than him. With such youthful vitality, she doesn't need to dress up at all to look cute.

And now, Isabel's long straight light golden hair, which was always casually scattered behind her, is now braided with complicated techniques. Make them look like flowers, like headbands, and like crowns.

This makes the thin and weak girl look a little mature for the first time.

"Minister Moriarty, you are here."

Isabel called softly.

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

Her eyes looked at the chair at least three or four meters away from her desk.

Seeing Isabel sitting here with her chest held high and her head raised, Aiwas couldn't help but raise his mouth slightly.

He picked up the chair and carried it to the opposite side of Isabel's table. Just like the two of them were eating face to face, he sat down.

Seeing Isabel's slightly panicked and momentarily at a loss, Aiwas' mouth slightly raised: "Not bad. She looks a little like a queen."

"...I am also growing up."

Isabel puffed her lips and asked seriously: "Didn't I do something wrong?"

But Aiwas just smiled and shook his head, speaking calmly and clearly: "You should call me Aiwas.

"The queen's majesty is not like this. If it was Her Majesty Sofia, she would call me by my name directly in private to show a close attitude.

"Besides, whether you should call me by my first name or last name in front of others depends on whether you need to show this kind of close attitude at that time. Sometimes this attitude can express a kind of approval, sometimes it means to give me the decision-making power, and sometimes it means alienation from others."

As Aiwass said, he crossed his fingers. He casually and naturally put his elbows on Isabel's desk. This made the desk, which was originally just right, seem a little crowded at this moment.

So Isabel subconsciously retracted her hand on the table to make some space for Aiwass.

But just when she was halfway through, Aiwas quickly grabbed her wrist.

She looked at Aiwas blankly, but this time she quickly reacted: "This shouldn't be the case, right?"

"For me, it's up to you."

Aiwas chuckled: "But for others, it's not possible - didn't Her Majesty Sofia teach you these things?"

"No."

Isabel shook her head: "She said that politics can't be taught in a day or two. Instead of letting me understand a little and think I understand... it's better to remain completely ignorant. Ask you and Sherlock directly and ask for your advice."

"Your Majesty is right."

Aiwas nodded: "Half understanding is indeed more dangerous than no understanding."

As he said, he pulled back the wrist of Isabel that he had grabbed. Slowly put it back to the original position.

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 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 just 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.”

"...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. It is one of the talents that many monarchs lack and therefore 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. The inherent attributes of oneself 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'm very good at it - I'll teach you. But before that, I will accompany you to send His Majesty away."