The dawn of the calm Harry Harbor was as calm as ever. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, half of the night has not faded, people are still asleep, and the morning breeze pushes open the swaying windows to bring a little freshness to the people in their dreams. A few fishing boats were preparing to set sail, and a few houses were spoofed with smoke rising from them, but there were only a few early patrolling guards in the streets.

The guards wore black boots and brown half-body leather armor that roughly protected the upper body, and a black and red uniform underneath the leather armor. Most of the garrisons had a standard sword hanging from their waists, and a few carried crossbows on their backs. The red and black uniform had a dark blue bear tattooed on the shoulder, a creature that few people had ever seen, but those familiar with the noble faction of the duchy would recognize it as the symbol of the Callander family.

Baron Pike-Calland had just woken up at the moment, sitting on the edge of his bed and thinking. If you look closely, you will find that there are a few more wrinkles on his brows, and one of his temples is also spent. In just one year, he shouldn't have left such traces on him, but since the drastic change in the royal capital a year ago, too many things have happened now.

While the baron was worried, a silver carriage slowly drove in the morning mist at the end of the road outside the town.

There was a guard standing guard on the side of the road, and if he could see the carriage, he would have been amazed that it had no driver or bridles—only a closed door and no windows. He would also marvel at the elegance of the carriage's shape and the intricacy of the patterns—the intricacies of the textures that would make the head of those trying to see it dizzy. He would be dumbfounded in front of the creature pulling the cart - two legendary unicorns, with snow-white fur and white-gold horns, exuding holiness and nobility.

But the guards didn't see anything.

The carriage passed slowly in front of the guard, but his gaze looked into the distance through the carriage, as if the classical and ornate carriage was just a cloud of air that did not exist.

The silver carriage, pulled by the unicorn, slowly drove into the town and stopped at the door of the Baron's mansion, but no one came out of the wing, but it was as quiet as if waiting for something.

After a while, a slender black figure appeared on the road, also like a cloud of air, without attracting the slightest attention from the guards.

The girl had set off last night, and she was ready to trek through the mountains and rivers, but who thought that the call seemed to be getting closer and closer to her, leading her to this harbor town. Through the morning mist on the road, she saw the carriage, a silver carriage pulled by two unicorns.

Despite her premonition, the girl was still a little dizzy when she saw the carriage that was exactly the same as in her dream.

After hesitating for a moment, she carried little Morin to the front of the carriage and stood quietly.

Everyone on the way ignored herself, as if she were just a floating ghost, and the girl knew that it was because of what the people in the carriage had done, and the man in the carriage who called for her must have come from a far, far away.

The girl was hesitant to say thank you, and she was eager to ask the people in the carriage if they could help her and little Maureen. But she was afraid that one mouth would really shatter that meager hope, so she just cautiously lowered her head, looked at the sleeping little Morin in her arms, and waited.

The unicorn in front of the car glanced at the girl, and moved his hooves twice uneasily, with some horror in his eyes.

Just as the girl finally decided to say thank you first, there was finally movement in the carriage.

A hand, a hand as gentle as jade, gently pushed open the car door, revealing it.

In an instant, the intricate patterns on the silver doors were all eclipsed.

The hand was so slender and graceful, as if the curves of those relaxed fingers were delicate and beautiful. The girl's dark gray eyes widened, marveling at the beauty of the slender hand, and for a moment forgot to speak.

Emerging from the silver carriage was a young woman, dressed in a white cloak with gold patterns. The cloak was large, and along with the hood, covered most of her body and cheeks, but it still didn't make her look less colorful. The tip of the nose and the moist and sexy red lips that were faintly revealed in the shadow of the cloak were already heartwarming. Not to mention the delicate jaw curve that tugged at the slender neck, hidden deep in the cloak. Perfect skin seems to be blown away, and the blonde hair that shows a corner shines like a cloud in the morning light.

That kind of skin should indeed be hidden in the cloak, and even a trace of dust is a desecration of beauty, the girl thought with some jealousy.

The blonde woman stood in front of the girl and looked at the girl carefully. Looking at her black clothes, pale cheeks, dark gray eyes, looking at the straw basket she was holding tightly, the little Morin sleeping soundly in the straw basket, and the black aura that lingered around them.

The girl felt the woman's gaze, her body stiffened a little, and she seemed to struggle for a while, but finally she couldn't help but whisper, "Can you help us?" She lowered her head and didn't dare to look for the shadow eyes, just looked at the little Merlin in her arms, waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Sensing the girl's trepidation, the blonde woman reached out and combed the girl's hair, and said affirmatively, "Of course, but you have to come with me, it will take a long time." The voice was as warm as a flame in a cold night, illuminating the girl's dark gray eyes.

The girl looked up in surprise, as if she wanted to thank her, but remembered something, and asked with some uneasiness: "What about him?"

Sensing the girl's mood, the blonde woman's voice softened even more, explaining, "You are the source, he is just a stream dyed with a little color." She paused slightly, then continued, "It's hard to tell whether it's good or bad for him. ”

The girl was clever enough to understand the meaning of her first sentence, and the dark gray eyes that had just been illuminated lost their brilliance again. Since you are the source, as long as the source is far away, the stream will naturally become clearer. But thinking of the second half of her sentence, I didn't understand it, thinking that I must be bad for him, and I couldn't tell him clearly.

Although she understood, the girl was still reluctant and asked in a low voice, "How far do you need to go?"

Without hesitation, the blonde woman smiled and replied, "It's good here." It seemed that she had known for a long time that the girl would ask this question.

Knowing that this was the best option, the girl was silent for a moment.

But feeling the woman's kindness, the girl thought about it, and plucked up her courage slightly and said, "Then he must have a good family." ”

The blonde woman replied with a smile, "Of course," she pointed to the mansion behind her, "this is a good place for him, the master is a baron, and he has no heirs, and the mistress is very kind and will take good care of him." ”

The woman seemed to be well aware of the family's situation.

The girl blinked and muttered, "That'...... He...... Can you call it Morin. ”

The amused woman forced her laughter and replied, "Yes." ”

As if she felt that she had asked too much, the girl's pale face flushed. But thinking about something, for the first time raised her dark gray eyes to look at the shadows in the cloak, she knew that the woman's gaze was watching her from there. "He needs to get the best education possible," she said firmly. ”

The girl's tone was so resolute that it didn't look like a request at all.

For the first time, the woman's gaze in the shadow showed a little surprise, whether it was surprised by the girl's request or the firmness in the girl's eyes. However, she did not hesitate, nodded in agreement, and complimented: "It seems that you come from a very remarkable place." ”

The dark gray eyes dimmed a little, and the girl was silent.

……

Now that everything that needs to be said has been said, there is no reason to continue to delay. The girl slowly handed the basket in her arms to the woman, and little Morin slept soundly in it, and she felt some pain.

It has only been thirteen months since she woke up at the foot of the mountain that night, and twelve of them have been spent in the company of little Morin. Although he couldn't communicate with her, and taking care of a young life was extremely difficult, it undoubtedly gave her a reason to stay strong.

The blonde woman took the basket with her left hand, and with a flick of her right hand, a letter that had already been prepared appeared in front of her. The letterhead floating in the air automatically opened, revealing a piece of paper with a lot of content already written.

The woman's right hand waved again, and the slender fingers seemed to grab a little dark green light from the void, and those rays gathered in her palm, turning into a long floating letter, and then the woman pressed it on the letter paper, gradually dimming. It could be seen that the woman was adding some words to the letterhead.

When the letterhead was sealed by its own accord again, the woman took it in her hand and placed it beside the sleeping Morin, "Old things always look more solemn." The woman whispered, placing the basket gently in the doorway of the baron's mansion.

There were already passers-by on the road at this time, but none of them seemed to be in sight, nor could they be seen in the silver carriage pulled by the unicorn.

The girl looked at the sleeping little Morin, her dark gray eyes glowing with mist. But even if she was reluctant, she forced herself to turn her head and say that she was ready. At this moment, she knew that only when she was farther away would the faint black aura around Xiao Morin dissipate. So the girl looked at the graceful unicorns in front of the silver carriage and began to wonder how fast they could run.

But the blonde woman had no intention of going back in this carriage, and it was too boring for her to see the scenery again. She gracefully stretched out her right hand and snapped her fingers in the air. With a crisp sound, the silver carriage and the two unicorns dissolved into tiny light dust and vanished.

And in the woman's hand, there is an extra card that I took out out of nowhere.

The card was not big, more than ten centimeters long and six or seven centimeters wide, and it happened to be caught by the woman's slender fingers. Ten sheets are stacked to a thickness of about two centimeters, and they are not made of soft cardboard, but have a somewhat crystalline feeling, like crystal flakes. The card is sandwiched between the woman's fingers, and the girl can only see the back. The back of the card is amethyst, with a gold border that extends into the center of the dark purple with some gold sticks.

The girl noticed that the back of the amethyst-colored card was covered with tiny silver dots of light. Her eyes widened and she looked hard, and was surprised to see that it looked like a sky full of stars, and there were some more subtle rays of light connecting the points of light, outlining many complex shapes.

Then the girl recognized such a card, and her expression became sad, and she took out the card with marks from her coat pocket.

Compared with the one between the woman's fingers, the one in the girl's hand is pale yellow, the same size, but much simpler, because the pale yellow crystal card is a little distorted, and the front can no longer see the original depiction, only the unfamiliar words drawn by the knight - Iluvita Academy, the back is also embedded with a golden border, but only simple patterns and scattered points of light.

The girl remembered that the knight had used it to summon a white horse, and she handed the card to the woman.

The woman didn't answer, her eyes in the shadows looked at the girl with some complicated eyes, and she sighed lightly: "It says that Iluvita Academy, a magic academy near the Holy Alliance, there are some things there that can help you." ”

The girl didn't take back the card, her dark gray eyes still looking into the shadow of the woman's hood, as if asking.

The blonde woman sighed lightly again: "At that time, I didn't know where you were, so I could only send people around to look for you, and as for the flames and wolves that night, I didn't foresee it, it was my fault." ”

She stretched out her hand to comfort the girl, and said slowly: "The bodies of the three of them have already been taken back to the Holy Royal Capital and buried in the cemetery of the Bauhinia Legion, their names and deeds are engraved on the tombstones, you can go and see for yourself in the future." That card was originally a third-order summon card, but it has been damaged, so you can keep it as a souvenir. ”

The girl nodded obediently and put the card back in her pocket.

Seeing that she was fine, the woman refocused her attention on the dark purple card between her fingers.

Her face was still buried under her cloak, and she didn't make any other movements, nor did she make any sound, but suddenly, the purple card between her fingers flickered violently.

At that moment, the air around the card was ignited by a dazzling light, and flames surrounded the card, forming a small crimson fireball. From a distance of several meters, the girl could feel the scorching air currents rushing towards her face. But in that fireball, two green jade fingers were still firmly holding the card, and the flames didn't seem to be able to do the slightest damage to the woman's blown-up skin.

The heat lasted for a moment before dissipating, and at the same time, many lines of silver light appeared in front of the two of them. The silver lines gradually merge into a hollowed-out door, on which are painted two silver trees with tangled branches and leaves, and a beautiful line of letters written on the vault. The door made up of lines of silver light was thin, as if there was only one plane, and the lines were not dense, and the girl could still see the streets of Harry Harbor behind the lines, but she understood that through this door, it should be far away.

The blonde woman took the girl's immature hand and kindly reminded, "Don't you tell little Morin your name?"

Autumn, winter, spring and summer, a long journey, even when teaching Morin to speak, the girl did not say her name. She was always deliberately avoiding her name, deliberately avoiding things, and the girl didn't know why the blonde woman knew this.

"But there's always a name, so it's better to just use the original one. The corners of the woman's exposed lips curled gracefully, and she smiled and encouraged.

The sea breeze blew, and the flying black hair caressed the pale cheeks, and the girl lowered her head and said softly, "Rothelinde." ”

The blonde woman led the girl through the silver door, and disappeared, except for the woman's slightly serious voice, "My name is Fenice Eudora, and you can call me Teacher in the future......

In the Toddell continent, Phinex is a common name, but there is only one with the surname Eudora. Phinex Eudora, a legendary mage and soothsayer, is the High Priestess of the Holy Alliance.

The harbor town grew loud and quiet in the morning mist, and the silver door, which no one was paying attention to, finally dissipated after a few dimming.

Morin was still asleep in the basket, unaware that the girl who had been caring for him had gone away. He also had no idea that in a short time he would be awakened by the voice of his servant Eddard, or that in the near future, he would be pierced by Baron Calland's beard.

Maureen rolled over and pressed the letter under him.

I don't know if he could hear the name that the girl had whispered - Roserlinde.

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