"What did you say?!" the person who exclaimed this exclamation was not Fitney, but Sturya, who did not know the connection between the two before and after, but felt a darkness in front of her when she heard Upton say that the person was probably Dick. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mr. Lawler has been kidnapped, and Dick has not escaped, but how did all this happen?

Sturya couldn't understand this, so he could only express his feelings in exclamation.

"It looks terrible, but what do you want to know from me - I'm not going to tell you!" Upton grinned, watching Fitney's face grow darker and darker, and his voice grew lighter, "Like you aristocrats, I wish everyone had left you - these people can only be used by you anyway?!"

Sturya's face was a little pale, and she couldn't see the expression of Fitney standing in front of her, but she could hear how vicious Upton's assessment was.

But Fitney did not refute it, as if that was the case.

"Miss?" Sturya couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.

"Don't let him die, and don't let him escape. Fitney interrupted Sturya, her tone much calmer than she had been at first, but hopeless.

Fitney's resolute appearance was indeed a bit surprising to Upton.

"May your servant remember your master before he was chopped up by the robbers!" he laughed heartily.

It's really a mess at this point.

Fitney thinks that this matter is indeed troublesome, but it is not impossible to solve the problem - why did Dick go to Tritan alone?

Was it because he thought he would let him go sooner or later? In Fertenay's impression, Dick was a smart man who was different from his appearance, and he would do something for himself in advance, so Dick was indeed a qualified servant to Fitney.

So, did the servant think he had that responsibility?

Fitney couldn't help but think of what had happened not long ago, and what Elliott had said to her always came to mind from time to time—in the eyes of these people, he could only use their emotions to take advantage of? Caught up in a strange contemplation, so much so that the shouts around him were not heard.

"Miss...... Miss?" That's Sturya's voice.

As if she had finally noticed, she raised her head slightly, and just as she had just stepped out of the room, the blinding sunlight fell into her eyes, and she felt that it had given her the illusion of being immersed in the depths of the sea—her consciousness was dissipating.

Fitney, who inherited the blood of the Janelle family, had such a strange constitution, especially since she hadn't eaten breakfast today.

So in the eyes of Sturya's servants, the moment Fitney walked out of the door, his body involuntarily fell to the side......

"Miss?!"

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When Fitney woke up, he heard a cry of surprise ringing in his ears.

She frowned, her mind was in chaos, and when she finally regained consciousness, her first reaction was that she had fainted, and then she began to wonder who the exclamation was.

The answer was soon revealed.

"Great—Lornay. Fitney quickly remembered whose voice it was.

She looked up and saw Ingrid's smile.

"When are you ......" Fitney tried to sit up, but Ingrid immediately came over to help her, and when she leaned smoothly on the pillow, she couldn't help but whisper, "Thank you." ”

"It was my brother who told me, and when he told me, I immediately finished my work and rushed over. Ingrid smiled, "I was worried about whether you would find me an eyesore." ”

Fitney shook his head.

"You look so hard, what's going on?" Ingrid asked, seeing the bitterness that flowed from Fitney's eyes.

Fitney paused: "Maybe it's a bit hard work." ”

"Lornay. Ingrid's tone suddenly became serious, which made Fitney slightly stunned, "Do you know what an important thing you did for our family four years ago? I don't think I can repay you at all, and I can't express my gratitude in words, even though you seem to be very indifferent." ”

"But I'm just ...... It's just that ability. Fitney didn't know why she was talking about it, "If you have this ability but don't do anything, you probably won't feel at ease." ”

"But not everybody thinks so! the nobles and robbers don't think so—so your actions mean a lot to us, especially when my brother told me that you were Count Shevrin. Ingrid shook her head, "And you are indeed a student of Starlight. How much do you have to bear?"

"Not as much as you might think. Fitney said.

"But it seems to me that there are many—I heard about it. "You should be worried...... Mr. Dick, huh?"

Fitnair frowned, then shook his head.

"Perhaps, why did Mr. Dick go to the robbers alone?" asked Ingrid.

"He's always known that he's a servant, for some reason...... He thinks I'll let him go to the robbers someday. Fitney's eyes wandered a little, and so did his voice, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't tell him sooner that he didn't have to do those things." ”

Ingrid blinked, "Why do you think that?"

Fitney couldn't give a reason.

"Maybe I'm not the same as the Fit Tenay you've seen before. Fitney was silent for a moment, and said—she thought again of what she had said to Elliott, that she had only returned to the kingdom of Luther for revenge, and that she would learn to settle those things in the noble way.

She has never deviated from her own ideas and does things.

"That's not the case!" Ingred interrupted Fitney.

Fettnay looked at Ingrid as she approached suddenly—she couldn't look directly at the light in Ingrid's eyes and turned her head slightly.

"Perhaps, Mr. Dick is in the same mood as me, and he may just want to do something for you! No one would consider himself a servant to do this!" said Ingrid, with great certainty.

Fitney found this reason incredible.

"No......" she denied.

"Lornay, when I came here, they all seemed anxious - Ms. Stuarya was still blaming herself. Ingrid continued.

"She'......" Fitney's voice was a little dazed.

"Lornay has always been a kind man—I suppose Mr. Dick is there to repay you. If I were Mr. Dick, I think I would do the same - you don't have to blame yourself for it. ”