Your Highness, Don’t Be Like This

Chapter 161: My mysterious nursing home

‘Aren’t those ‘porn gambling and drugs’ in the Mysterious Nursing Home just my Crouching Dragon and Phoenix youngsters, right? ’

'really? impossible! These guys even look down upon Lilith's little sister! ’

"Sir Louis, Mr. Treve back then, he is very famous in the circle of wild wizards." Ying Ling smiled and fanned her small fan and joked: "I heard that she is on the same level as the Minister of Magic!"

"Fake, fake, don't laugh at me. How can those things-don't let outsiders hear you."

Chief Treff wiped cold sweat and laughed, grabbed the hat in his arms with both hands, and explained to Louis:

"In the past, in order to comply with the policy of His Majesty Francis, the Ministry of Magic specially selected a group of wastes-five of us are the leading wastes. Our magic power is low, and our ability is poor. We originally worked as small staff at the Ministry of Magic. Eat and wait to die. So gladly agreed-to go to the Muggle world, this is considered to be a blessing."

"You know." Director Treff continued cautiously: "Wild wizards are not very good at magic, so these five of us wild wizards, among the short ones, stand out from the crowd. Later we brought the wild wizards to help The Muggles did some trivial things and got mixed up with a few medals."

Yingling quietly leaned on Louis's ear and said: "My lord, these five of your colleagues are very bad. All of them are greedy for money and **** and have problems. It can be said that they have put together this'yellow, gambling, alcohol, and smoking'. Many mistakes have been made, but they have not been dismissed. Instead, they are arranged for retirement. They have no background in the Ministry of Magic, but the Magic Council seems to take special care of these old agents who have made credit in the Wizards Association.. ."

"These agents are now arranged in the'Secret Nursing Home'. Because of the rejection of the Ministry of Magic, many people returned to the wizarding circle without even a single agent, just a non-staff contract..."

After Ying Ling finished speaking, Louis was convinced.

He remembered that Stewart said at the beginning that the official agents of the mysterious elderly care office were all the ones who had brought ‘Flower Card 2’-the smallest brand. It is also the most despised.

But it seems that this flower card 2 is still somewhat mysterious and special.

As for what Treff said, I did some small things with wild wizards. I'm afraid they are all earth-shattering events.

Regardless of whether these singled-out ‘trash’ were forced to take on this important task reluctantly in that chaotic era, or they were reborn after undergoing all the cutting, and they have done all the earth-shattering things. These people are the real heroes of the last era!

In the Ministry of Magic today, the newcomers have long been replaced by the old—the senior officials who knew these people rejected them very much. Those officials who didn't know them regarded them as idlers who were eating and waiting to die.

With the end of the Franciscan era, Treve and the others have long lost the rush and blood of the year. They lost their direction and were buried in the dust of history.

Some of them have struggled--like Harold.

There are also some people who have given up their past, have no ideals and goals, and become idlers in everyone's eyes.

But since these people have given up their ideals, why are they still staying at the Ministry of Magic? Even if you stay in such a pension department?

Perhaps, deep in their hearts, there is still a glimmer of hope that they don't even know about themselves.

Looking forward to the blueprint that Francisco once described for them.

Louis suddenly felt a little absurd.

Ying Ling has always suspected that there are ‘super bosses, super agents, and heroes’ hidden in the Ministry of Magic, but now these bosses are standing in front of her, but she doesn’t know it.

No one knows.

"Master Treff." Louis solemnly stretched out his hand, took Treff's hand, and said: "Re-introduction—Louis, graduated from Holy Oak Academy. Just joined the Ministry of Magic and the Association of Magicians this year— I just said that you said that the deputy director who will take up his post recently. We will be colleagues from now on, so please take care of me."

Director Treff opened his mouth wide and his face was a little wonderful.

‘Damn it! The troubles of Silent Harbor, this time 80% can't get away! ’

...

It's the second time Louis has come here in Dirty Mud District, and it's still messy.

However, the Wizards Association seems to be a lot more lively than the previous days, and it looks like it has been repaired and the brand has been changed to a new one. It seems that Solundo's payment has been paid. So the current ‘magic’s monastery’ and the buildings next to it do look a little bit. It's like the core building in each adventurer's guild.

The only uncomfortable thing is that in this broad daylight, there was a drunk at the door. His body was rolling like a mud monkey, and his clothes were taken out by passers-by. If it weren't for a lot of footprints on his body and his **** was particularly white, Louis almost stepped on it.

With a snap, a bucket of **** upstairs was spilled and poured on the drunkard. The drunkard babbled a few words, scratched his butt, changed into a weird character, and continued to sleep.

Louis and the others had a chill, pinching their noses and stepping over.

"This dirty mud area is still the same as before. There are really everyone." Director Treff shook his head and looked at the drunkard, and said with some emotion.

However, how do you look at it, it looks familiar...

Treff was a little confused, shook her head, she followed Louis up the steps and into the hall.

Seeing Sakura Ling's arm around Louis's arm, Helen rushed up and embraced the other arm, and Miss White Fox also hurriedly followed carefully behind the **** of "Sakuraling Mummy".

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the mess inside, like a pub or a casino. Moreover, it was so smoky that Louis was almost choked on his back. If he hadn't seen the nun in front of him and the pile of cigarette butts swept out, Louis would have thought it was a fire.

It's very lively here, and it seems that a crew has come in these days. Some people are shooting inside, some are in the script, and some are playing cameras and playing movies over there. Busy and noisy.

Many idlers near the block also gathered here to watch the excitement. No wonder it's messing around—none of them are here to do business.

I saw people from the crew greet the white fox and director Treff, and some people trot over with the script. Louis looked at the members of the crew – he guessed it, they were all his colleagues. The agents of his new ‘Special Mystery Affairs Office’.

This is too okay, right? !

What about a big deal?

Co-author This is to move the former "film studio" to the Wizarding Association!

From now on, I plan to start a company here!

What made Louie's eyelids twitchy was that in just a few days, these guys had destroyed the magicians!

Smoking and smoking~lightnovelpub.net~Drinking and drinking, there are people gambling there!

It is basically divided into several gangs. A group of people discussed various scripts and literature over there, one by one, like smoking marijuana. The leader is an "old gentleman Fox" who is as thin as a monkey, and he is talking about various theories between his big prophecy and literary works while whistling through the clouds. Full of wild wizard style.

The surrounding magicians listened attentively, some were holding a notebook to record their inspiration, and some used the crystal ball to look for inspiration in prophecy seriously.

Not to mention, these big writers are quite stylish, and their cigarette butts are thrown on the ground. The Orioles from the various guilds and taverns on the left and the right gathered together, and even the nuns upstairs came over, with fiery eyes full of admiration, listening to this seriously.

Louis was a little stupid. He finally knew who the ‘wild wizards’ used to talk and talk were learned from.

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