Faced with Herman's understatement of "punishment", the scenery was still a little uncertain. She looked at Herman anxiously, and asked tremblingly, "Master Bishop... won't you punish me for writing a review?"
"His Royal Highness wants to write a review letter, and I have no objection." Herman's tone was calm, and his eyes were also extremely calm, as if there was no extra emotion.
Feng Jing quickly shook her head, "I don't want to write!"
She resolutely refused, and Herman didn't say anything. In fact, no matter what Feng Jing said or did, even if he wanted to punish her, he couldn't see any emotion on the surface.
Perhaps it was because Herman didn't punish her, but Fengjing felt that he was not so scary anymore, and she said seriously: "If only the bishop could always be so approachable, then everyone wouldn't be afraid." His Excellency the Bishop."
"Prestige is what I need." Herman never needs others' respect, nor does he need others' good words. His position requires him to need better majesty to convince others.
So Hermann had no friends, but he didn't care.
Fengjing didn't think that Herman would answer her question seriously, but since he answered, she couldn't help but continue to say: "If your lord bishop can be more friendly, then you will become more friendly." Charming, the bishop is obviously so good-looking, if he exudes the aura of not getting close to strangers, it would be a waste of this appearance."
No one has ever said that Herman is good-looking, not because other people dare not say it, but because the aesthetic standard on Branster Continent has always been blond hair and blue eyes. The beautiful father, Xia Zhiguo The king is a typical representative. The judgment of men's appearance is harsher than that of women. For example, Herman, his brown and dark hair color is often described as the color of rust.
"Your Highness, please don't make fun of me." Herman's expression remained unchanged. He was indeed teaching the scene in a serious manner and could not make fun of him.
Feng Jing smiled, "My lord bishop has hair the color of honey, but my lord bishop never smiles sweetly. This is a waste."
Honey-colored hair…
Herman suddenly fell into a kind of silence.
Seeing him silent for a long time, Fengfeng wondered if she had said something wrong, she looked a little uneasy, "My lord bishop... what's wrong with you?"
It's all because she is too complacent, why did she forget that the man in front of her can't take a joke
"I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first." Herman nodded slightly, saluted politely, and then turned around decisively to leave.
Feng Jing just wondered if Herman was in a hurry, otherwise he wouldn't have left so fast, but it's a good thing he left, at least she didn't have to pretend to be obedient.
Later, Fengguang learned that Herman had entered the palace to report to the king to clean up the matter of the wizard association during this period, but he met Fengguang before he met the king.
Feng Jing didn't care about the affairs of the Wizarding Association. In the following time, except for the occasional meeting with the busy Herman when she went to the Holy See to pray, she never saw Herman again during the rest of the time. Originally, they were also unnecessary people to meet.