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"Oh my God, is the Brillant family the one who was suspected of collaborating with the enemy?" they were all surprised by this.

"How is this possible! Mr. Korente is a ......," Bazel tried to excuse Korent, but the eyes of the crowd made him pause.

These people say they are aristocrats, but they are all people who have taken advantage of the chaos of the Shevrin realm - some of them may have been just commoners last year - Korent? ・Brieland is a fat send-off to them, and it is good for them to meet a true nobleman, even if that nobleman has an odd personality and is annoying to people.

This is probably something that some nobles cannot tolerate - in this territory of disorganized governance.

"Maybe that's not the case, everyone, please relax. Fitnay coughed, and they looked at each other from that face, as if they were in the market, and she said this with an elegant and calm sound, and yet - some crimes could be played with as the tricks of the nobility, but some were forbidden areas, and it was obvious that such a great crime could not be false.

What's more, Corente is gone—they can all guess how he fled in the wilderness.

"Aven, you're the most learned we've ever met, and if you hadn't reminded us, we'd still be in the dark at this point!" Bazel rolled his eyes, and tugged at the corners of his crumpled clothes—a forced smile erupted on his fat face.

Fitnair still maintained that haughty appearance—she disdained to be in the company of them, and they were only slightly better than Corrente compared to them.

As soon as Corrente was gone, the meeting was halted and they went home—and Fitnair walked straight to the two horses at the door, despite the invitations of several men.

The others rode in carriages, but only their master and servant rode on horse--but for those who had already admired Fitné to the ground, riding on a horse showed her excellence-especially the horse's sturdy physique and shiny mane.

"Shouldn't we go find Korent?" asked Aubrey curiously, walking along the way.

"Even if Corrente is only the youngest son of the Brielan, he is still a member of the Brilant family - we can only deceive the arrogant and ignorant. Fitney punctured his illusions, although she was still speaking with some sternness at this time, but the expression on her face gradually relaxed, she rubbed her face with one hand, and breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you can achieve your goal, what about letting people go." ”

"Indeed, I wish I could do as well as you did—I am so grateful to you for your kindness!" said Aubrey, who was also convinced by Fitney at this time, and now did not doubt him, and said sincerely, he suddenly jumped off his horse and bowed deeply to her—he did not expect that this girl could be able to disguise herself as a nobleman and help them out of this predicament, "I will fulfill my promise—please say it, as long as I can do it." ”

"Friend, if I don't ask for any reward, will you be willing to believe me? I don't need your help with anything, and it will be enough to remember this favor if you will. Fitney's words made Aubrey stunned, "Don't try to play a nobleman - a true nobleman always 'recognizes his companion from his soul'." ”

Fitné was an aristocrat by heart, and for a long time she was trained in the elaborate manners of the aristocracy, and was required to read a book of art theories that the aristocracy could use, and to learn things that she might not be good at, and which might only be used to boast in aristocratic society.

But those things were part of the formation of the nobleman's soul, and she couldn't deny that—it wasn't something one could do if they wanted to disguise themselves.

Aubrey seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he bowed very solemnly like Fitney.

"You will salute, so you have worked in a noble family. Fitney said.

"Ah, you can see - yes, I had a lot of work to support that family - and once I was at the house of Laurea Dasch helping them to carry the materials needed to build a garden. "His mansion is on the corner of Alfie in Herrington, and he also has a villa in the country." ”

Fitney nodded: "You know very well. ”

"Some impressions. Fitney was a master of words, and she easily spotted a hint of hesitation in Aubrey's face—of course she didn't think it was a hesitation that was harmful to herself, but there were things that he didn't think made sense to say, so he didn't tell the truth.

"Oh, I see—let's go back first, and go back and talk to your sister and your mother about it. Fitney said.

It's late at night, all but insects are chirping, and the roads are dark - don't expect any street lights at this time. Fitnät also knew no magic and could not illuminate them with the help of magic, so they could only rely on the horse's instincts to move forward in the night.

Aubrey had asked Fitney if he wanted to go back the next day, but Fitney refused—and he was eager to share his joy with his relatives.

The two of them marched forward in the darkness, and so did Corent, the ridiculous deserter wiping the cold sweat from his forehead in his carriage, the somewhat comical suit that prevented him from breathing properly, and in the carriage he tugged at his bow tie in discouragement.

He had now come to his senses—it was too dangerous, and the only thing he had been warned of by his loving father, so that he was startled by the mysterious boy.

So he subconsciously escaped--but now his words made him a little suspicious, why did he know about these things? Even if the Freton family was related to the Janelle family, this matter was only related to the Gabriel family in his memory.

As the youngest son of the Brieland family, of course, although he has very limited knowledge of various places, he is indeed a person who likes to play around, so he has little understanding of the inextricable relationship between the families.

So he thought at this time that Evan ? Freyton had some questions, but he didn't dare to think about them subconsciously.

The carriage went, and Corente thought.

Bang!

At that moment, Korente felt the carriage shake violently, and he was stunned for a moment, then reacted to what had happened.

I heard that the chaos in Shevrin's territory has made it a place frequented by bandits!

He's met a robber!