"We were told that someone needed to meet what the seller thought was required to buy it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The waiter smiled helplessly.

"Request?" Lucy exclaimed in a shallow exclamation, as if she had not expected such a peculiar request.

There are always some sellers who will have some requirements, but such a request with vague information is rare.

"That's right—at least understand the value of the Continte flower. The waiter continued.

"But not everyone knows the value of the Contint flower. The waiter's words were interrupted by another voice, and Lucy turned her head to look at the man who had come out not far away—a man of not very tall man, with an inexplicable look on his face. But that doesn't matter, it's enough for his words to be attractive," said our young lady, and Contint offered her willingness to contribute to Biluls, who knew all this, but...... I don't agree that someone who doesn't know anything about it will buy it. ”

"We're grateful to have complimented you young lady, but Princess Lucy is the one we know best about the value of potions plants. The waiter said.

Lucy's chin was raised slightly, and her face with inexplicable arrogance and innocence forced a serious expression, and this kind of contradiction on her face really made Lucy a very difficult person to understand in aristocratic circles.

"Yes, but our young lady has little faith in a twelve-year-old girl. The man said.

"What's your name, sir?" said Lucy, with a hint of childishness in her tone.

"Elliott. ”

Elliot seemed to be unaware that she was dealing with a princess of the Kingdom of Luther, and her demeanor was a little discouraged by Lucy, who had hoped that her identity would play a role—though she could comfort herself that this might be a very special person, completely different from what she had seen before.

"Well, Mr. Elliott, I think your young lady seems to be too high on age, for the young lady of the House of Wizdem had surpassed most of the people in the field of equestrianism by the age of twelve, and even His Majesty, the present King, was already an accomplished scholar at the age of twelve, and though I may not be able to match them, I am not too disappointing—I think I know it well as the Continte flower. ”

A hint of amusement flashed across Elliot's face when he heard the words "Wizdem", but his expression quickly returned to normal: "But there are also twelve-year-old wastes, Luxenda Ansendil, such rumors?"

"Then it seems that we are all on the horns, why don't you young ladies come and talk to me?" said Lucy.

"I'm sorry, but our young lady went out to-day to investigate plant growth in the nearby forest—she had some peculiar premonitions about these things, and so she let me come. "Her intention was to prevent anyone from buying something of her pride." ”

"That's weird—why would she sell it to Biiruls?"

"No comment. Ha, I'm sorry, but I'm not trying to stop your business - after all, our young lady has an agreement with Bieruls. Elliot's first sentence was to Lucy, and the latter was to the waiter.

A helpless smile appeared on the waiter's face - the bid, what they said, no matter how strange it was, would be offset by the value of the potion plant.

"When will I be able to see you misses?" I felt that I had to clarify to her that I was a man who knew something about these things—only then would the evidence be sufficient. Lucy sighed, "At least I can afford to pay the price of the Continte flowers"

"The price is not so important, and the young lady will not delay her sudden interest because of the price. She said that if there is fate, it will be possible - she likes to say this word, fate, if you can meet, the two of you will definitely be affected by such a strange factor that is not dominated by Elletia, it is a very fascinating thing. Elliott smiled at Lucy.

"Interesting statement. There was a hint of anxiety on Lucy's face, she did know the value of the Contint flower and liked to own it - but the other party didn't take it to heart, and even more often didn't want anyone to buy the thing she had sold.

This young lady is really a hard and soft person.

"Alright, it's time for me to go, Your Highness Princess, good luck. "Elliott doesn't plan to stay here any longer.

Lucy's expression showed that she was struggling with her heart, but she still didn't stop Elliott, and no one knew if she had more consideration or pride in her status.

Everything seemed to be very inexplicable, at least in Lucy's eyes, and she suddenly did not know what to do with it, and the waiter took advantage of this time to say to her: "Your Highness, we can see something else—I think it will be worth more than this Contint flower." ”

Lucy followed the waiter's advice, but was disappointed when she came down - although she didn't think it was necessary for the Continte flower at first, it became unique compared to the other potion plants.

Shouldn't she think of something about it?

"Who is that young lady, will she come to Biirls to-morrow?" asked Lucy as she left.

"Her name is Evan Freyton—she might come, she's a very peculiar person. ”

"Peculiar people?"

"That's right, when she asked people to bring Contint flowers here, many appraisers thought they could give it a high price, and you know, the price of Contint flowers has surpassed that of Barlow's flowers in recent years, but she insisted on a price from six years ago, and made an agreement with us to determine the buyer of the Contint flowers. ”

"That's a very strange person. Lucy muttered to herself.

After saying this, she did not speak to the waiter again, and walked straight out of Biiruls, and drove in a carriage towards the palace.

Lucy's carriage disappeared into the streets of Mezzo, and a figure watched carefully in the alley not far away—the eyes with too many negative emotions would have made an impression, but almost no one noticed him—and after Lucy's carriage had disappeared, he slowly retreated from the alley into the darkness - "back to where it was supposed to be".

For the next few days, Lucy would come to Bieluls every day, but to her disappointment, Evan Freyton never appeared, and even her servant, Elliott, never appeared.

Lucy's face couldn't help but show an occasional anxious emotion, and in the face of her, the people in Biiruls could only sigh, but they could not help her.