It was late at night, and the dark night sky was dotted with a faint river of white dots of light, and the night sky was lively except for the month of Rose May—the stars appeared and disappeared happily like fish in the water. In a city under such www.biquge.info a night sky, the stone pillars and sculptures of the buildings are clearly outlined, and the hard lines are soaked in the atmosphere and softened.

It makes you want to lie in bed and close your eyes, just want to get a good night's sleep.

Dryden, Royal Palace.

This ancient tall building, still glowing at night with magical lamps, is rightfully considered to be the "center", the "center of gravity", and an irreplaceable presence - after all, it is also home to the Midrus, the royal family of the Luther kingdom.

Mise Midrus, the young king, was sitting in his study, looking at the papers in front of him, lost in thought.

He had the same face as Greed, which at first glance would have been considered very gentle, and his golden eyes did not give too much pressure, and he wore a friendly smile most of the time - something seemed to be the tradition of the Middlerus.

Others, however, argue that Mr. Missé is so moderate that many of his measures have been weak in the years since he took office.

This may also be the reason why his expression is a little rare serious at this time.

His white, slender hands tapped lightly on the papers on the table, which had a lot written on them, but they were not something that pleased Misse - at least from the expression.

Then someone walked into the study—the footsteps caused a hint of hesitation as they approached the door, but at last the man standing in the doorway walked in.

That's Lucy Midrus. Although people don't have a very good opinion of Lucy, the relationship between the brother and sister has always been recognized as very good.

While Grede was still in the Shevrin Domain, and Daisy was taken to live elsewhere for a while, they were the only ones who lived in Dryden.

"Brother. Lucy walked up to Misse, who did not speak, and although she was not in a very good mood at the moment, she raised her head and gave her a somewhat weak smile - Lucy only sighed softly when she saw his expression, and walked over to him.

As she stood beside him, Lucy noticed a letter on Missé's desk, and the letter's handwriting in floral script indicated that it was from the territory of Tecairoland, "The people of the Holy See are very angry about this incident, I can understand, but...... They ...... it."

"Their anger is understandable. Misse said slowly, and there seemed to be no discontent in his gentle tone.

"But they are too lenient - even if the Holy Maiden Sibu is a saint of the Holy See, but the Rite of Awakening belongs to the Kingdom of Luther!" Lucy, disgruntled, because he was not dissatisfied, and she finally said what she did not want to say.

"Well, this matter has nothing to do with you - don't worry, I'll take care of it. Yes...... Do you have anything to do tonight?" Misse whispered, changing the subject with an understatement of hoping that Lucy would not bother with things that were not relevant to her.

"I want to tell you something interesting. Lucy's eyes flashed before she pulled out a letter from her back, which had been sent by the Israeli Hilton Investigative Agency. Misse recognized the pattern on it as a logo.

"Why did they send you a letter?" Misse wondered.

"Just look at it. Lucy said to the seller.

Misse raised an eyebrow, picked up the letter as Lucy had wished, and took out the stationery from the envelope—it also had Corifol's signature on it.

Misser breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Corifor's signature.

Misse reads the letter, she reads it quickly, but she doesn't miss the key points.

"36 Avenue Mezzo...... Is this house in your name? It's weird...... But you can do whatever you want with it, and you want to sell it to that Evan Freton?" Miser looked up at her after reading it, and his expression was a little serious, "It's just that try to arrange for a servant to go, I haven't heard of this person." ”

It was a very reasonable suspicion - Evan Freyton was a mere unknown man in Misse's eyes. If such a person wants to buy a house from a princess, no matter how he thinks about it, he needs to think a little more.

"Brother, I'm here to introduce you to this Evan Freyton, you don't know what happened to me today......" Lucy's reaction surprised Misse - she talked to Misse with great interest about what had happened today - Misse was puzzled at first, and the more he listened, the more he felt that it was very strange, and his expression gradually changed to that of hearing the surprise.

A merchant-turned-girl, whose servant easily saved three people with the strength of her valiant force, and who herself is so familiar with potions plants?

"Is there such a person?" Misse listened to Lucy's words, this "funny thing" had relieved him of some of the stress caused by various things recently, and he showed a rare real smile, "Let me think, are you the savior who wants to give this house to you?"

Misse knew Lucy well, even though they hadn't seen each other in years.

"As long as you agree. Lucy said, once again turning her gaze to the papers on Mise's desk, "I always thought you would be a good king, just like six years ago, when I was headstrong and liked to run around the garden, but I wasn't worried at all—because I'm sure you'd come to me." ”

Lucy sighed, and she saw the recent struggles of Misse - there was a major problem with the selection of the Virgin Sibu, although the person who recommended Polina was not Misse, but a person close to Misse, and the Holy See was extremely angry at the scandal, claiming that someone else had to be replaced.

However, there were not many people who could serve as the Virgin Sibu - especially since this person had to be trained in the rigorous dance of the aristocracy, and there were not so many women who were adults and could complete and be recognized.

Especially since the festival is about to start the day after tomorrow, even if you can really find such a person, what can you do in two days?

The dance that Saint Sib was going to do was very complicated, completely different from the ordinary aristocratic dance system, which required a long period of training, and Polina, who could have done this, was fatally scandalized at this juncture.

"Is the Holy See still refusing to let Polina take this position?" asked Lucy.

"Didn't you always dislike her?" Misse looked at her.

"Of course, as a noble woman, she shouldn't behave like that—those things are conclusive, and no one can save the reputation of the Avril family. Lucy frowned, "And we don't know where Sharon has gone - we always think that this girl from the Janelle family is also very unreliable." ”

Misse knew that his sister was worried about him, and reassured her: "Maybe Sharon will be back soon?"

"You've always had some weird confidence. Lucy glanced at him.

Misse smiled and shook his head. It's a bit self-deprecating.