- He didn't wear armor...... There is no stone skin either.

Suddenly aware of this, Rowell tried to dodge, but there was still a burning and cold pain running through his chest.

Turning around, he was stunned to see Agnes' smiling face.

The newly widowed Countess Maurice had black hair and blue eyes, and had a pitiful heart-shaped little face, but her expression was always vivid, even too rich. At this moment, the smile was like a lifeless mask, cold and pale.

How did she break free, and how did she run behind him in an instant?

In confusion, he staggered back a few steps, drew his sword to block his chest, stretched out his other hand to try to heal himself, but another sharp pain came from his waist and abdomen.

Not far away, a man who had been tied up and fell to the ground had already sat up at some point and pulled the longbow in his hand again.

"I really like you, Lowell. Agnes sighed softly with some regret, "You're not like those paladins who only obey orders and don't even know what they want...... But if you're as stupid as they are, I don't have to worry about what you've found...... I really don't want to kill you, it's more useful for you to live than to die......"

Her voice faded in.

Another arrow went into the flank, but it seemed to feel no pain.

The sword pierced into the damp ground, and the paladin hung his head and fell to his knees, the last sight in his eyes was two soft pink petals in the black earth, little by little dyed bright red.

Agnes stood there silently, looking down at Lowell.

She could clearly feel the passing of life. It was as if some kind of fragrance was going with the wind, irretrievably fragrant, and his soul ...... It's something she can't touch.

Even if dead. The knight was still like a statue in front of the Holy Sepulchre, kneeling solemnly with his sword in his hand, and did not fall. For someone else, Agnes would have been happy to kick it over, but it was Lowell Turner...... When they met a few years ago, no matter how notorious she was, he always treated her with sincerity and courtesy. Even when she was expelled from Lockburg......

At least, she can preserve that dignity for him.

“...... What's next, ma'am?"

Someone behind him asked softly.

Agnes glanced back at the mage who had just been freed from his restraints. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled as if he were nothing.

“...... Where did we come from?" she said, "I don't know you at all." ”

The mage bowed his head in horror, behind him. The wounded men stood up with each other in their arms. Silently waiting for the order.

There was silence outside the cave, as if the pursuing soldiers had not discovered the cave hidden among a boulder and falling vines, but Agnes knew that it was only temporarily disguised by a spell, and if the people who came had received definite news, they would probably not leave easily—it would be discovered sooner or later.

“...... Are you really planning on me to take you home?" Agnes finally became impatient when she realized that the group of guys behind her were still motionless waiting for her instructions, "I didn't let you here!"

"But......" The mage glanced at the guy on the ground with a dagger stuck in his forehead.

That's the leader of their operation...... But he's a complete idiot.

She had given him a chance to avoid further trouble—how much more had to be said to make him understand?she had already hinted that Lowell did not want to have any conflict with King Ante. If that idiot would let Patty go, Lowell might actually leave. and told the temple that it was the king's men who had taken the Rosa family and Borenna...... More suspicion, more confusion, things will only be more favorable to them, not turn into a fiasco like the one now.

- But at least, it wasn't her failure.

That being said, she couldn't really ignore the guys behind her, otherwise she wouldn't have killed Lowell......

"Get rid of all traces and get out of here!" she growled angrily, "The spell I cast outside the cave is only a cover-up, and it won't last long...... Don't tell me you don't have a spell to go back to!"

The mage bowed his head in shame: "Scroll...... Searched ......"

After a moment of silence, Agnes couldn't help but laugh out loud, trembling with laughter that she could barely stop.

“...... Pack up your things and get out together!" she waved her hand contemptuously, "I can't get you too far, I'll find a way to get back myself." ”

The living staggered closer to the dead. When someone tried to reach out and pull Rowell over, Agnes shouted, "Don't touch him!"

Looking at her puzzled gaze, she said coldly: "He is still useful." ”

Even if it's dead...... It's also more useful than you guys who are still alive.

The mud-stained black dress brushed the smooth ground, and Agnes, who was surrounded by the soldiers, had unkempt black hair, and a striking scar on her forehead with blood scabs, but she still looked calm, looking forward to it, and even a little proud.

She smiled brighter as she walked into the flower hall, ignoring the cloudy face of His Majesty, and only extending her hands affectionately to her sister, who had returned from a long journey in the north.

"Moira!"

She exclaimed, with a look of disgust: "You've been gone for a long time!"

"Agnes......" Moira sighed, "what have you done? know how worried I am......?

She hadn't even changed her clothes when she was out, and she had apparently just returned.

Agnes pouted disapprerovingly: "Since it was hijacked, of course it wasn't my fault, why do you want to say, 'What did you do again?' I didn't do anything!"

"If it's that simple, it's thanks to the gods. Moira said helplessly.

She was naïve, but she knew her sister too well, and most of the time, it was Agnes herself who found the trouble, not the trouble that found her.

But no matter what, this is also her only sister...... She looked at the scar on her sister's forehead distressedly, and turned back to Ante and pleaded, "Your Majesty. She needs a priest, and it would be bad if she left a scar on her face!"

Ante smiled at her reluctantly, "The priest is on the way...... She must have been quite frightened, you should let her rest for a while. Change your clothes instead of holding her on. ”

"Oh...... I'll send you back to your room!" Moira grabbed her sister's hand, and hurried out the door without even remembering to salute the king.

Agnes chuckled and broke free from her, "I know the way back to my room...... Don't you see that your king has a lot to say to you? ”

She kissed her sister on the cheek, swept her smiling eyes over Ante, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and saluted almost exaggeratedly before Shi Shiran turned to leave.

Moira looked at her back with a wry brow. Aside from this sister, she had almost nothing to worry about in her life - for some reason. This seemed to make her love Agnes even more than her own children.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine. Ante's long sigh was entirely visceral. "I told you she wasn't fit to stay in Rockburg. ”

“...... It wasn't her fault that she was kidnapped. Moira unconsciously defended her with Agnes' rebuttal, "Didn't the thieves sneak in because the guards were not tight?"

"Not everyone who is hijacked will be affectionately called 'Erin' by the thieves who hijacked her. Ante's grumbling rushed out, and he quickly shut his mouth again.

His queen doesn't need to know much.

Moira's gaze drifted to the side—that was indeed what Agnes would do, and that sounded like that. Maybe she brought the thief into Lockburg......

"But she didn't have any children. The people of the Earl of Morris don't like her...... "she muttered quietly, "and it's pitiful to leave her alone in Dean." ”

After a moment of silence, Ante could only reluctantly promise: "If she doesn't cause any more trouble...... I'm not going to chase her away. ”

Moira smiled at him, and the simple, unintentional smile dispelled the clouds in Ante's mind a little, and a trace of guilt arose - he had to take advantage of her innocence...... But he soon convinced himself that it was also the duty of a queen to protect the peace of the country.

"Come here. He stood up. Stretching out his hands and calling softly, "Let me see you...... Looks like you're having a great time in Criesburg. ”

Except for a trace of worry about my sister that hasn't gone away. Moira looked radiant, and even her face was a lot more rosy.

"Vala took me to the forest for horseback riding and taught me how to make cookies. "Moira smiled contentedly," she said, "a very cute girl taught her by Ed's friend...... I haven't seen that girl, but I think they'll be a good couple, and the pumpkin pie she taught Vala is delicious! I've got to make it for you. ”

Ante didn't see any connection between the delicious pumpkin pie and "they'd be a good couple," but he never struggled with Moira.

He also knew who the girl was - Naria Carvo, Alan Carvo's daughter, and Alan Carvo, Scott's most trusted friend......

No matter what, I can't get rid of Scott's shadow.

"How does Mrs. Singal look?" he asked, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, and asked with concern, "She didn't go to the May Festival......

"Oh, I asked her, and she said she was just sick, but I could tell she didn't want her son to be a saint at all. Moira looked a little sad: "She said it was probably fate...... Ed had been guided in a dream and had received a small crystal ball blessed by the god of water from a secret room in Christesburg, and she felt very uneasy......"

- Crystal ball?

Ante was slightly stunned, he seemed to have seen a record of something like this somewhere......

"She's a strong woman, she should be fine, after all, it's an incomparable glory......" he asked with some hesitation, "She's still ...... Keep looking for Scott?"

"Oh, I apologize to her on your behalf for promising to find Scott but couldn't......" Moira patted his arm comfortingly, "Don't worry, she doesn't seem to care at all." She was stunned for a moment when I brought it up, as if she had forgotten......"

She tilted her head in confusion, "It's weird, I thought she would never forget this." ”

Ante tugged at the corners of his mouth, only more doubts and uneasiness in his heart.

(To be continued......)