Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Eleanor: "Oh, a bath. I want to take a bath too. Together."

Tia: "Annie and I are taking a bath together."

Eleanor: "I can join too, I'm coming right now."

Tia: "??? We've all finished washing. And if you join in, it'll be too lewd!"

Eleanor: "What do you mean by 'sexual misconduct'?"

Tia: "Yeah, yeah... never mind, I'll definitely call you next time."

Eleanor: "Okay. Mom says she wants to see you."

Tia: "I know, what are you doing now?"

Eleanor: "I was sleeping. You woke me up."

Tia: "...Sorry, go back to sleep."

Eleanor: "Oh, let's sleep together."

Tia: "Mmm, let's sleep together."

Tia didn't stop the shrine ritual and just slept with it hanging up. Soon after, Eleanor's snoring could be heard.

Okay, okay, this child really has a cold.

Tia: "......."

A moment later, with a creak, the door was pushed open.

Anne was only wearing a thin nightgown, her long golden hair falling behind her. She rubbed her eyes, clutching her bunny doll, unable to open them. "Tia, are you asleep?"

A dark-haired, oval-faced man, who was sleeping with a girl on the bed, made a hollow sound:

"...not yet."

Upon hearing the reply, Annie walked to the bedside, yawning repeatedly. "I can't sleep a bit. Let's squeeze in and sleep together."

Annie sleeps very peacefully and ladylike.

The little black-haired girl on the bed sincerely hoped that another nun wouldn't knock on the door later to ask if there were any seats available...

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Tia didn't wake up until after nine o'clock the next morning.

Nightlife was scarce in this era. If it weren't for the rituals, Tia would go to bed very early. Last night, Tia went to bed at around 8 p.m.

She's such a good girl.

As for why she slept for thirteen hours, that's a question for the shrine ritual that Tia cut off in the middle of the night last night.

It turns out that not only do beautiful girls sway gracefully, but they also snore when they sleep.

Anne woke up earlier than her and called Evelyn and the maids early in the morning to come over. First, she had the maids make breakfast, and then she arranged for Evelyn and the others to help Tia change into that form-fitting, cumbersome, and heavy long dress and a red cape with gold trim, and then tie her hair up in a ponytail.

Unlike her elegant and adorable appearance yesterday, the cape and ponytail gave her a more distinctive air of the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

The cloak was something Tia had asked to change into. Annie blinked as she looked at it, a subtle yet indescribable emotion welling up inside her.

Because this cloak was the one she gave to Tia to keep her warm on that snowy day.

I didn't expect Tia to have kept it for so long...

After changing her clothes, Evelyn took Tia to Silver Castle for the investiture ceremony. Anne was not entitled to attend, but she had her own business to attend to; Earl Perricone had arrived early that morning and asked her to go to Saint Laurent at noon.

Tia heard the names of several professors from the engineering school. She knew all of them, and they had all recently participated in academic exchange programs. She guessed it was probably some kind of study tour.

After boarding the carriage, they soon arrived at the foot of Silver Castle. Because it was a formal event, Tia had to go through the main gate, unlike before when she would take a shortcut through the side gate—that is, go directly in through the small gate of the Silver Castle tower, walk up the city wall for a while, go downstairs and step into the garden and green space, pass through the rose garden and pick a couple of roses before arriving at the cabinet office.

There were no carriages on this section of the road leading to the main gate; one had to walk up the mountain. Along the way, a secretary from Silver Castle came to guide Tia.

Once the gate directly in front is raised, you can see the huge fountain plaza behind the city gate and the rose bushes on both sides used to guide the way.

Behind the square is the George III Memorial, and the adjacent wing houses the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Administration. This is where Tia heard Albert scold her last time.

Further on is the Rose Garden, which is said to "never fade." The church pastors set up ceremonies here to ensure that the roses in the Rose Garden will bloom forever. As long as the roses bloom, Silver Castle and the surrounding area of ​​dozens of kilometers will be blessed with distinct seasons, but will not suffer from drought or flood, nor from scorching heat or bitter cold.

Further on is a somber white marble statue of the first King Charles Moen, grinning broadly and gazing at the sky, with his inscribed maxims for educating future generations below. His gaze is directed towards the location of the investiture ceremony—the Church of the Consecrated Founders.

Upon entering the church, a solemn space with gold and white as the main colors comes into view. The high stone walls on both sides are carved with reliefs of the first founders and nobles, while the surrounding ring of the towering dome is engraved with the bright flags of the Great Icefield Clan, the Iris Knights, the Imperial Pureblood Cult, and various branches of the church that helped Ansu in the year of the founding of the nation.

Tia looked around and couldn't count the number of founders; she was simply overwhelmed.

The secretary who led the way explained, "Go further ahead to the altar, and that's where the medal-awarding ceremony will be held."

Tia looked left and right, confused, and asked, "Am I the only one here?"

She had imagined a large group of nobles would come, all clamoring and staring at her like a cult ritual, and then she would kneel on one knee before the Queen, with the Queen's sword resting on her shoulder. In more modern times, she would probably kowtow, and in more traditional times, she would be kissed on the hand or the foot.

Upon hearing this, the secretary couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's an old custom. The ceremony has been simplified a lot over the years, and with so many sages watching, isn't it more solemn than having their unworthy descendants come to watch?"

"Hey, you can't just say things like that."

Tia suspected that the secretary's neck was itchy.

However, it's normal for the ceremony to be simplified, since it costs money to gather a bunch of idle nobles to Silver Castle for a banquet! Given Albert's stingy nature, Tia probably wouldn't be able to put on a good show.

The secretary quickly waved her hand, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue. You can go to the altar later. The royal family will send someone to preside over a simple ceremony, which is to take an oath and then collect your investiture certificate. I think it will be Prince Albert, or it could be Her Majesty the Queen."

"If it is Princess Wilson or Princess Lilybe, you may simply perform the gesture of placing your hand on your chest. If it is Prince Albert, you may simply perform the gesture of placing your hand on your chest or the gesture of kneeling. However, if it is Her Majesty the Queen, you must perform the gesture of kneeling."

Tia said happily, "That's good, I understand."

Before he could finish speaking, another secretary rushed over and whispered a few words. Both secretaries looked distressed.

Tia said, "You can go about your business."

"Thank you for your understanding, I'll be back in a bit!"

The two secretaries quickly left.

Tia went to the altar first.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard footsteps echoing in the church, steady and powerful. Tia was startled awake and stood up straight.

But when the footsteps stopped, the platinum-blonde-haired girl looked at Tia with a dazed expression.

When Tia saw the "royal envoy" in the distance, a sense of foreboding rose within her.

"Eleanor! You're not here to confer a medal on me, are you?!"

Eleanor's gaze sharpened instantly, and she snapped out of her daze, declaring decisively, "Oh! I'm here to preside over the medal-awarding ceremony!"

Tia took a deep breath. "Get serious! Where's my investiture decree? You didn't come empty-handed, did you?"

Oh! I forgot it at home!

"How can you make something like this sound so noble?"

"The awarding of medals is good. The ceremony was cut off last night, Tia is bad."

Tia then remembered that Eleanor had mentioned that she had hung up the phone because of snoring, and she was about to explode with sarcasm. "Are you going to make me kiss your feet later?"

Chapter 334 Is this a proper award ceremony?

It would have been better if Tia hadn't brought it up, but Eleanor became very interested when the topic of kissing feet came up.

Unfortunately, the traditional foot-kissing ceremony involved the subject kneeling on one or both knees and prostrating himself to kiss the monarch's boots.

After all, not every ancient monarch was a beautiful young woman. And needless to say, the smell of those burly, strong men after taking off their boots was quite strong. Just kissing their boots would be enough.

The entire process does not require taking off shoes, let alone Eleanor's white socks.

So when Eleanor was excitedly trying to untie the laces of her boots, Tia choked her on the forehead, reached through Eleanor's arm, and pulled her aside.

This kind of insubordination makes it impossible to tell who is the monarch and who is the knight.

Seeing that the church was still empty, Tia asked, "Eleanor, didn't you prepare a knight's sword? And the investiture decree, did you really forget to bring them?"

Eleanor sat down on the bench, clutching her head. Her once clear eyes had been glazed over by Tia's chop to the neck. She reached up and touched her waist, but there was nothing there.

"Oh, someone will be coming to deliver it later!"

"I see. I knew we shouldn't have done it that way..."

Of course, the entire awarding ceremony wasn't just for the two of them; a wedding also requires a master of ceremonies—normally, the family members of the award recipient would be invited to attend such an important ceremony.

But Tia's household registration only lists two people, one of whom is not even in the country, so she came alone.

Once the family members are in place, the music and ceremonial band will take their positions, and experienced members of the royal family will gently place their swords on the shoulders of the knights being awarded the knighthood. After both sides have taken their oaths, the ceremony is complete.

Finally, they will issue a small booklet with a silver cover and a gold crown. If the person in question is young, members of the royal family will also chat with them about everyday matters, such as whether they have a job, where they go to school, whether they are married, whether their children have partners, and how their income is.

They're like the extended family members during Chinese New Year. But the royal family truly has the resources and can arrange marriages.

This is also one of the royal family's little tricks to win over the new elites.

But Tia's situation is quite special.

Firstly, she has no family, is quite talented, so there's no need for special arrangements, and her relationship with Eleanor is rather delicate.

Secondly, there is no need to worry about her loyalty at all. With the triple guarantee of the church, the anti-suppression bureau, and the founding father's family, she is the undisputed loyalist of the old Ansu Zhengjin Banner.

So when Queen Elizabeth arranged for Eleanor to preside over the ceremony, Albert, though highly skeptical of his sister's abilities, did not stop her.

At exactly three o'clock, all the court musicians arrived.

Then a waiter brought out a silver platter containing an unsharpened knight's longsword and two silver cups.

At the altar, Tia and Eleanor were both in place, but the ceremony had not yet begun.

Eleanor froze, standing there bewildered, and whispered, "Oh... what do I do?"

Tia was also exasperated. "Didn't you receive any training before you came?"

"Mom told me to listen to you."

"......"

"Stand still, then pick up the knight's sword. When I kneel down, touch my shoulder with the sword, but be sure to do it gently, okay? Even though it's not sharpened, it's still quite heavy."

"After that, I got up, and we clinked glasses and drank the wine from the Holy Grail. You should drink the larger glass, but remember not to drink it too fast; you must drink it slowly because we need to take pictures."

"If you drink too fast, it will be difficult to film."

Tia pulled Eleanor's hand closer and whispered in her ear.

Eleanor's cheeks were tickled by Tia's breath, and she nodded, "Oh, I understand everything!"

The ceremony was indeed greatly simplified, consisting of only a few steps.

The waiters weren't just standing around waiting to collect their wages; they would remind and correct Eleanor if she was standing in the wrong place or in the wrong posture.

Soon after, two servants brought in a camera and set it up in a corner. The court musicians then began by playing the "Morning Prayer" on their harps.

Eleanor put on her crown, and beneath her pure white cloak adorned with gold roses and thorn prints was a priest's shirt with a shawl and stand-up collar. She looked up at the servants, who then came forward carrying a silver tray.

The attendant whispered, "Your Highness, the ceremony may begin."

Eleanor then grasped the heavy longsword with one hand and gently pressed it against the black-haired girl's shoulder.

Tia knelt on one knee.

Eleanor straightened her face and said in a flat voice:

"Tia Sulph! In the name of Moen, in the name of Saint Simon, and in the name of Anzu, I appoint you as my knight!"

"By the authority of the Royal Family, this patent is granted to you. From this day forward, you and your rightful heirs shall possess this title in perpetuity and enjoy all its rights, honors and privileges!"

The blade was raised.

Tia raised her head and swore: "With the Father of all things and the eyes of all the gods, I hereby swear: I will serve Your Majesty faithfully for the rest of my life, without regret. May God bless our King, grant him constant victory, and bathe him in glory."

As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and was about to pick up her wine glass.

The two of them, with perfect understanding, chose the Holy Grail with the least amount of wine.

Eleanor frowned slightly.

Let's start over.

Tia's fingers touched Eleanor's fingers again, as if by telepathy, and they grasped the Holy Grail, the one with the most wine.