The lonely wind of the autumn night drifts, occasionally rolling leaves or something else into the air...... A golden leaf drifts in the air, flips, and finally lands slowly...... Then another mischievous blow blows, carrying the golden leaves on a more distant journey.

The roof of the mayor's castle, behind the gargoyle.

Peake listened to the words of the two nobles, and suddenly he froze there, more like a gargoyle than a gargoyle.

She was calling my name in her dreams...... The noble lady said that she had a sweet dream, so what did she dream about?

At this time, Pique suddenly recalled the first time he saw the noble lady's gaze, the scrutiny in that gaze, curiosity......

"Pique, are you talking about the blue-hat boy?" a look of surprise flashed in the Baron's eyes.

"Why? I think you've seen that. You ignored her all day yesterday, writing and drawing alone in the room to the papers, but it made Haysjia sulk for a while, and the first time I saw her standing at your door, she stomped her feet in anger...... Haysjia wants to show you the golden flowers she has embroidered for days, and you don't even give her that little time...... If I had such a heartless father, I would be sad to shed tears. ”

"What kind of flower is the golden flower? ”

"Is that the point! What's going on in your men's minds? I said your daughter is already crying with sadness!"

"How is it possible, isn't it just that you are so busy that you haven't seen each other for a day?"

"So where is the day, how long have you been on the Endless Wall, a month or two, and where has Hasja been away from you for so long?"

"Yes...... But then I still happily celebrated my twentieth birthday, which means that my father is still qualified, and everyone had a good time at today's banquet, I am very happy, and I am also very happy to see Haysjia......"

"You're happy? Who are you happy? It's not because Pique helped you raise the price...... With your shrewdness, can you tell that the carpenter, the jeweler, and the little duke are all in one group? Peake behind the gargoyle swallowed a mouthful of spit, only to hear the noble lady continue: "You still think that they will rob you of the management rights, hehe, if I hadn't brought Peake here, your management rights would have become the price of cabbage! Also, do you know why Hasgar is happy? Do you think it's because of you? When she didn't see Peake, she hid in the corner and sulked at you!"

"Then I want to thank my beautiful lady! My god of light! To marry such a beautiful lady, I must have been a priest for a hundred years in my last life. The Baron looked at the starry sky and deliberately pretended to be pious, and then he laughed and said: "That fat man is not idle at the table, his eyes are glancing around, if he doesn't help me raise the price of the transportation right in the end, I will have to tell him to drop a hundred catties of meat." ”

"Then he's going to thank you...... By the way, don't thank me, you should thank Pique! Your daughter is shouting people's names in her dreams!"

"Impossible. That kid is a bit clever, but he can't always be with Haysja. The Baron raised an eyebrow. He didn't know that the words he uttered made the figure hidden behind the gargoyle directly petrified.

"How could it be, I wasn't a nobleman before I married you!" retorted the noble lady. Although she felt that her words had no substance, as a woman, she always felt sorry for her daughter.

It has been some time since she was robbed by Bafont's gang of horse thieves until now, and the noble lady has been at the mayor's castle. During this time, she had seen Haysja and Pisa talking. In her opinion, what connects two people can only be called family responsibility, and has nothing to do with the word love.

She has already tasted the love honey of Hegivi Yakel, and naturally hopes that her daughter can find her own love in the future like her.

"It's like summer," Baron Hajvi muttered for a long time before making a metaphor for the blue hat in his heart, "Pique is like a summer day, when he faces Haysja, he is full of summer enthusiasm, but do you think that summer will pass." You know, dear, the winter season for young people is coming soon. ”

"It's different, I see, the summer fire in his heart can burn for countless years...... Just like you, you are my eternal summer. She rested her head back on his chest, a sweet smile on her face, as if that way she could go back to summer......

"What's the use of saying that? he's a Yodelman after all, Hasgar is engaged, and she's going to have her own 'summer' next week. But...... You've stirred up my summer fire right now. Baron Hygivi felt his lips become chapped, and in a trance, the movements of his hands became more and more rude.

"No...... Don't be here......" The noble lady clamped her body and let him pick herself up......

The wind mixed with the endless autumn mood, and a golden leaf fell with the autumn mood, whipping Pique's face, and he slowly walked out of the shadows with the gargoyle in his arms. At his neck, bright red blood flowed slowly, imprinting his white suit with a blood-colored rose. Another wind burst up, and countless fallen leaves flew up and down, and finally fell, like a flock of dead butterflies. Yodelman, Pique thought pitifully, what was wrong with Yodelman?

He secretly hoped that no one on this continent would have any hair, so that no one would be arrogant and no one would be prejudiced...... He was in a very good mood, but now, the feeling of reality penetrated his body, as if the injuries all over his body were aggravated, and the wounds were broken everywhere. There was rain in the eyes...... No, it's not raining right now......

She's getting married after all...... At the moment, Pisa Guey will be sitting on a comfortable sofa, planning for the wedding, and perhaps even getting her wedding clothes ready. Peake envied him. He himself stood in the lonely and cold wind, his whole body was painful and itchy, the tear on his neck could not heal for a long time, and what was even more uncomfortable was that he had had enough of the dark night...... The nightmare of the Endless Abyss and the Endless Mist.

Underfoot, the castle lights went out one by one, and the noise of people faded away. "It's time to go. He heard Zhu Tian say, "It's so hot now, you should lie down and rest at this time." "His steps were a little vain, he was seriously injured, but he worked hard to pretend to be a normal person for a day.

Peake had often heard Ryder tell stories about the banquets of the noble lords, and now he had finally seen them with his own eyes. Sure enough, there are countless wines and delicacies that he said. He was seriously injured, so he didn't touch a drop of wine, and he didn't have the habit of drinking in the first place. He didn't even eat a piece of meat, he felt that the meat of the noble lord's family was really difficult to swallow. He now thinks that what is more difficult to swallow than good food and wine is the bitter fruit of reality. Her wedding time is coming soon......

Earlier, he would have thought, just do it, just love......

"Pique, you guy's not in your right mind right now. He said to himself, "If you want to sleep in this cold wind, you will never wake up tomorrow." Aunt Ekfi doesn't come here to pray to the god of light. You should let me take control of my body now, and maybe I can use this body to find Emma before you go crazy and die......"

In fact, I don't ask for much, as long as I see her, surprise her, and make her smile happily, I will be satisfied. In her own eyes, she is so lovely, kind and perfect, it is enough to say a word to such a person!

"There's a dead breath in you right now, really. ”

"Zhu Tian," Peake looked up and announced, "She's going to get married in a week, give me this week, and the rest of the time is up to you to find Emma." I'm not going to allow you to interrupt me and Haysja anymore, you interrupted me several times at the dinner table today. ”

"I ......" Zhu Tian was speechless, he scolded in his heart, you fucking have a happy pickle girl there, I'll help you slap other people's faces to find the field, you blame me now?