The matter was unexpectedly resolved, and when Fitney was discovered, he understood that it was useless to struggle, and was already thinking about how to escape next time, and how to deal with other troublesome things, but Wicker only said lightly, and the knight, who was very proud one moment, changed his face and fled the next second. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if they deliberately remain reserved when they escape.

"Flutter!" Fitnair couldn't help but laugh out loud as she watched the knights ride away, perhaps because the image had become too fast.

At this point she could even see the knights on their horses, their backs straightened, and their backs trembled.

It's so much fun!

"Hahaha......" Fitney felt that this was the first time he had laughed so heartily in his days, even since he had become a nobleman, and he laughed so suddenly, just like the sudden departure of these knights.

This time it was Wicker's turn to be surprised, and he blinked as he looked at the girl who had suddenly gone from panic to laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

Fitney finally had enough of laughing, and as she watched Wicker staring at her, she couldn't help coughing slightly, saying that she was in a good mood, but rather that she finally had a feeling that her frustration had disappeared.

"Thank you. Fitney said sincerely, no longer with the reserved smile of the aristocracy, but with the cheerful smile of a twelve-year-old girl—her white blonde hair glistening in the sun.

"You're welcome. Wicker seemed to take a lot of effort to look away, and turned his head to look at the sky, and the two were silent for a long time, and then he suddenly said, "There used to be a village here, but it has been destroyed...... It was a lord's territory, but that was a long time ago, and I was the only survivor, but I couldn't do anything at the time, and then, when I was alone, I almost died. ”

There was surprise in Fitney's eyes.

By this time she had relented and began to think about these questions, she had always believed that the choices made by any person were justified, and that Wickel had doubts about whether or not to let her go back to "where she should be", and what he said about the memories of the past was obviously the cause of his doubts.

At this point, she believed that Wickel would let her stay, and that was clearly related to his past.

But Fitney also had other suspicions, such as the fact that the Aesop Forest was an ancient forest, and that there was a village in it, and how it could have been formed in just a few decades after this village was destroyed.

And this is something that has never been mentioned in Cathy's history class - magicians exist in this world, but they are rare animals, most of them are the same world as they once lived, very prosaic, and the destruction of a village will leave a trace in the history books.

But no.

And Auston, another suspicion - Auston, the key to the knights' escape...... Fitney had never heard of the surname, but it was normal for her to be ignorant of something as if she had been a nobleman and knew nothing about magicians.

There are many suspicions, but Fertenay is not in a hurry to seek all the truth at once.

"You don't know how to use magic, do you?" said Fitney, who suddenly remembered something, as she looked at Wicker.

"Hmm. A hint of surprise crossed Wicker's eyes, and then he admitted.

Fitney knew it, and she could feel that this hunter in the forest was a very experienced hunter, but he didn't have the ability to use magic, just like her.

Inexplicably, this gave her some intimacy in her heart.

"That's a lot of advice. Fitney said to him with a smile.

"What do you mean?" said Wicker as he looked strangely at Fitney's already calm mood rising again.

"Hmm...... Some small details of the aristocracy, probably to get along well next?"

Although it seemed unthinkable to live in the forest all the time, before he could find a new way out, Fitney decided to take the refuge in the hunter - especially after meeting the magicians in the forest.

"Ahh......h

"Aren't you nobles very disgusted with people who can't use magic?"

The Kingdom of Lutheran believed in the goddess Erentia, and the goddess's doctrine was that the creation of Erentia made the world covered with magic, and only humans could use magic, and they were the primates of all things - but only those who were favored by the goddess could use this power, so there was a difference between noble and lowly people.

If a nobleman or commoner in the Kingdom of Lutheran told that he was not sure of this idea, it actually meant that he violated his beliefs, and it was tantamount to betraying his noble identity.

But Fettnay didn't care—and not just because she didn't have officially recognized as a religious member by the Holy See.

"I have heard that there are people among the commoners who can use it," said Fitney, "and the aristocracy has made life easier because of magic, which has widened the distance between the nobles and the commoners, and made the class gap wider and more unfair, but magic is so full of the world that if it can be used it should be used for the benefit of all—magic belongs to all." ”

Fitney actually thought of the new energy sources in the world he once lived in, this world didn't have so many energy problems, but just one magic force had already made the smell of gunpowder very strong.

Perhaps it was because of her relaxed mood, but she was not wary of her hunter friends and did not think about the impact of what she said as she did when she was a nobleman—of course she didn't know that Wicker was staring at her with burning eyes.

I didn't even know that what she said inadvertently changed her future.

"I'm grateful for saying that," said Fitney, who had not heard him for a while, with his back to Wicker, "and if you need any help, I'll do my best." ”

Her presence didn't matter to Wicker, maybe just someone who softened his heart because of memories and went to help—her presence wouldn't do him much benefit—and Fitney didn't like this way of getting along with people who ate white food.

Wicker didn't care about her words, but thought about other things, he looked at the forest a little distracted, and by the time he came back to his senses, Phytenay had already finished speaking.

"If you're going to help, don't leave here for a few days," Wicker said casually, walking toward the hut as he spoke, "Why don't you get rid of your messy swordsmanship when you have time?" ”

Fitney's face was a little red, although she knew that in Wicker's eyes, there might not be any swordsmanship that could be eye-catching, but telling things so bluntly did make her feel embarrassed.

But this time she promised it quite happily - it was indeed a pleasure to be able to improve herself with peace of mind.

"What are you going to do, go hunting?" the brief conversation swept away the knight's fears, and Fitnair went to grab his iron sword and looked curiously at Wicker in leather armor.

"Hmm. Wicker picked up the bow hanging on the wall, took a step, and when he was about to disappear outside the door, he stopped and said, "By the way, go investigate the wild boar...... There have been some clues lately, but they have nothing to do with you. ”

Fitney blinked, and wanted to laugh again, could it be that he was worried that he would run away into the forest alone?

"Actually...... The mad boar ...... "It's a good thing to be able to talk about it, and Phytenay wanted to talk to him about Hermes for that."

After all, the wild boar has something to do with Hermes......

Speaking of which, she hadn't seen the guy for a while - he had rarely been seen since coming to Wicker's cabin - or maybe the two had an apace.

"Mademoiselle, may I speak with you?" said Hermes, when he appeared—Fitné was interrupted—and saw the boy by the voice.

Fitnair was in a good mood, and rarely wanted to greet him, but when he turned his head, he couldn't speak, but his eyes showed surprise, and he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth—Hermes, who suddenly appeared behind her, was a little transparent, and from his usual smile, he could faintly see the tree behind him.

It occurred to her that Hermes had been summoned—a month would pass in the blink of an eye, and soon he would be gone.

"It's good that Mademoiselle can now show her expression very casually!" said Hermes, who had completely missed the point of Fitney's expression.

"What's wrong?" Wicker caught in Fertenay's voice, and stopped to listen to her, but her voice suddenly stopped, which made him a little strange - he couldn't hear Hermes, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Ahh......h Not...... Nothing, you are careful on the road. Fitney was surprised that he couldn't think of Wicker at once, and hurriedly said at his reminder.

Wicker did not doubt him, glanced at Fitney again, and inadvertently dropped his hand on his neck, and under the collar there was hidden a chain, which seemed to hang a necklace.

Eventually, Durwicker disappeared into the forest - the hounds followed, even if he was slow, and insisted on following his master every time.

"Hermes?" Fitnair didn't notice Wicker's small movements, but stared at the boy in front of him tightly, and couldn't help but say, "You ......"

"yes, I'm going to disappear, and I'll probably never see you again. Hermes's smile is very sunny, and most of the time this smile makes him feel like a mischievous child, which makes people helpless and like.

At this time, he just stood in the sun and smiled, and there was no haze in his smile.