The Awakening Ceremony required all the nobles to participate, and after the festival, the nobles mostly returned to their domains - not because there was something to do in the realm, but because Dryden had no need to stay. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn other words, the nobility of the Lutheran kingdom always liked to go around looking for things to do for themselves.

Fitney stayed in Dryden after the Awakening Festival, and no one knew her reason. At this time, the nobles had already regarded her as a mysterious and curious person. The nobles who remained in Dryden couldn't help but give Fitney a copy when they wrote the invitation.

But she usually doesn't show up, citing the heavy workload of research.

It would have been considered impolite for other nobles to prevaricate on such a ground, but Fitnair had a strong backing, to be precise, she was regarded as important by the kings and princesses of House Middleus. Lucy had so many people who had studied potions and plants admitted her for this reason, so who could doubt it?

It was this person who was the most active in the backing, who did not hesitate to mention the excellence of Fitney on various occasions, and since the nobles were afraid of provoking Princess Lucy, their suspicion of Fitney could only stop at the surface.

However, it was true that Fitney was discussing Potions with Lucy most of the time, although in general it was only Phytenay who unilaterally shared some of his own opinions with Lucy, which had been introduced by Lucy to the other nobles, and her unique insights had also aroused the interest of the nobles.

People feel more and more mysterious about this girl.

And early this morning, Fitney, who was considered incomparably mysterious by the aristocracy, sat at the table as usual, her eyes slightly lowered, a strand of hair blown by the breeze outside the window, reading and eating breakfast.

Fitney's routine is as strict as an alchemy formula, and once it is determined, it is difficult to change, whether it is staying in a hotel or moving to a house sent by Lucy on the street of Mezzo. Even in an environment like Aesop's Forest, she had her own routine—a habit that was hard to imagine.

"What are you going to do today?" Elliot came out of the room and yawned, not needing confirmation to guess where Fitney was sitting. Fitney doesn't have many people, so he has a lot of work and a lot of miscellaneous work, only when he has something to do, but since the awakening festival, he has become much more idle, and Fitney's requirements for him have become very simple.

As long as you do your own thing, nothing else matters. In general, as servants, they never seem to have to follow etiquette.

"Whatever you want. Fitney replied very casually.

"Do you want to discuss potions plants with that little princess today? I always felt like she was going to pay you for your tuition. Elliott walked over, took a glass of water from the kettle on the table, picked it up, and couldn't help but say.

"It's not the same today—would you like to come along, if you're interested?" said Fitney looking up.

Elliott almost spit out the sip of water he drank because he was choking, he looked at Fitney's eyes a little helpless, if Fitney was not a nobleman, but her etiquette was impeccable, the arrogance and coldness in her demeanor were very real, but her behavior was not exactly like a nobleman.

For example, she would live in Aesop's Forest for several years, for example, she would use some strange ways to make him knees, and when she did these things that were not done by nobles, her expression would not be different, and this strong contrast made Elliott subconsciously feel that this girl was very scary.

However, feeling terrible was the previous thought, and Elliott only felt a little helpless at this time.

Is this evidence that this girl is still a girl? Although she is very serious on the surface, she is dissatisfied with all this in her heart, so she has actions that make people feel very inconsistent with her identity.

"Uh, what are you going to do?" Elliot scratched his head, thinking he couldn't figure out such a thing.

"Lucy told me to buy a set of clothes to wear in the theater. Fitney said.

"Why am I interested?" Elliott was already fully sure that Phytenay was making fun of him.

"I thought you would be interested. "I heard you went to Jefferon Street the other day?"

Elliot coughed, a little impatient in his tone, "I thought you really didn't care about anything?"

"I'm not really interested in your private life - it's just that there's something on Jefferon Street that I need you to look up. ”

"Are you talking about Polina? I did hear some rumors over there. ”

"That's her. Fitney finished reading what he was looking at and stood up, "Also, pay a little attention to the people around you - I don't really care about you, but that doesn't mean the others don't." ”

Elliott felt a headache.

"Mademoiselle, it doesn't seem to me a good idea to appear in front of the nobles until you have gained enough status," Dick had always been silent about Fitney's thoughts, but perhaps it was this incident that caught Dick's attention, making him think that Feenay was too lax, "I'm afraid that the nobles' eyes are on you." ”

Elliot understood—his whereabouts had been targeted—and it was very easy for the nobles to find someone to keep an eye on someone.

Fitney's identity is suspicious.

"Evan Freyton is a man with no background - just a character in a script. Fitney said softly, not responding directly to Dick's questioning, the kind of words that Elliott was accustomed to, "There is no safe way for me to get my official status. ”

"Doesn't Grede have a ring to prove his identity?" Elliott thought of something.

Dick's expression changed as a result, but it was fleeting.

"Why did Greid choose me?Is it possible that the nobles of the Luther kingdom would trust a remnant of Starlight?" asked Fitney rhetorically, "Go out, I don't like to be late—you can tell me any questions, but I don't have to answer all my questions." That's a good thing for you. ”

Fitney's words are mixed.

"What about me?" Then another voice came from the corner - Chebman's hand moved unnaturally.

"You pick a random room in this room and finish what I said......" Fitney walked out, Dick didn't say anything to her about the conversation just now, just opened the door for her, and when she finished speaking and walked out, the door was closed, "Don't care about the process—what I care more about is the result." ”

"Really...... Contradictory people. Chebman was stunned and said.