"I'm just a lucky guy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fitney just said slowly after listening to Shirley's words.

The sun is just right now, but it doesn't quite fall on the table - it can be said that it is a fly in the ointment. Because in the tradition of the Lutheran Kingdom, it is best to place the table in a way that borrows sunlight.

Is it Shirley's habit?

The two cups of tea lying in the shadows trembled slightly, and Shirley and Fettnay said something more, but Fettnay didn't understand why Shirley called her - these things were more like chats than memories.

"It's not early, you can go back first. After a while, Shirley glanced at the sky behind her and said.

"Good. Fitney said.

As she walked out of Shirley's house, Fitney breathed a sigh of relief, the unexplained invitation was unsettling.

"Miss Fitney, Your Majesty would like you to come to the study. But as soon as he stepped out of the door, Fitnair was stopped by a maid who was waiting outside the door.

Fitney nodded, letting her lead the way.

They walked all the way to the study, and when the door of the study opened, Fitney was slightly stunned - it was not only Missé, but also Corifol, Boris, and Dahl. It seems that the meeting of the Hilton Investigation Agency is not over yet.

When she saw Fitney, the expressions of the three members of the Hilton Investigation Agency were different, Corifo smiled at her, Dahl had no special expression on his face, but Bowers had a flash of ...... on his face Fitney saw this emotion in his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Shall I wait outside for a while. Fitney said.

"No, we're discussing how to make your canonization. Misse's voice came as he sat at his desk and looked at her with a smile.

Count Shevrin - this decision was known to Fertenay for a long time, but how to accept the position was something they needed to consider.

"It's all up to you. Fitney didn't think much of it.

It was the first time in history that the Shevrin domain was handed over to a person, and another important thing was that if Fitnair really became the Count of Shevrin, then she would be the first woman in the Kingdom of Luther to hold a knighthood, knowing that Madame Gabriel, who was active in politics, was only the wife of Duke Gabriel.

But Fettnay doesn't feel the point is here.

The traditional canonization ceremony is for the Holy See.

"We have some disagreements about whether or not the Holy See should be involved in this matter, and I think that according to the previous events, your canonization ceremony should not require the participation of the Holy See. Misse said.

"But that's tradition. "Count Uzild, Boris Uzild seems to disapprove.

"In the current situation, it doesn't seem to matter whether the Holy See is involved or not, everyone knows it?" Corifo smiled.

Boris looked at Corifo and frowned slightly, perhaps in his opinion, the two people with very different identities should not talk on the same occasion at all, especially if they have to be scolded by each other.

"Well, we might as well listen to the opinions of the parties. Dahl silenced the two of them, he was an old man, and his eyes were somewhat similar to those of the Duke of Wizdem, "I heard that you found out about Chad's plot, so I want to know what you think about it." ”

It seems that he was called by this gentleman of the Morgan family.

"Why don't you call out to the people of the Holy See? This is a centuries-old tradition, and not everyone can adapt to it all at once. Fitney felt that there was nothing to argue about the matter, "It is enough to reduce the scale, change their functions so that they can make an ornament." ”

"Sounds like a woman's opinion is more worth listening to than a gentleman's discussion?" Boris was a little unhappy with Fitney's indifferent attitude.

"Well, Mr. Count Uzland, if you are so pleased, you should bring these things up. Fitney didn't want to quarrel with him at all—she didn't have a crush on the Uzilds, because it reminded her of her teacher, Letta Uzld, who had been banished from the family.

"You ......" in fact, Boris is even more dissatisfied with this "contempt".

But he could not finish his words, for a maid hurriedly pushed the door in, without even saying hello - Fitney recognized the maid as Shirley's personal maid.

"Your Majesty...... Oh no! Her Highness Shirley...... She's fainted suddenly!" The maid looked panicked as the two of them before, but it was understandable.

Miser's face turned pale for a moment, and he stood up and walked briskly outside—and the others followed with a flash of surprise on their faces.

Fitney followed them to Shirley's room, where Shirley had been moved to the bed, her originally ruddy and soft face was as pale as a statue, and there seemed to be a layer of black aura floating there, and what was more concerning was that Shirley's breathing was weak.

The doctor had arrived, but he was helpless, and when he saw Misse coming, his hands were still trembling: "Your Majesty, this is ...... It's not a disease. ”

Of course, it's not a disease, although Shirley has become a little neurotic because of the past, but in fact she has always been healthy, otherwise she wouldn't look like a flower girl at this age.

Fitney stared at Shirley and didn't speak for a long time, when Boris suddenly said, "This is poison, Your Majesty - His Royal Highness Shirley has been poisoned!"

Poisoning. Who was going to poison Shirley?

"What are you talking about?" Misse thought the reason was incredible.

"She's very similar to a poisoned man I've seen a few years ago - what has Her Highness Shirley eaten lately?" Boris looked serious.

"Sir...... There is only one cup of tea, and Her Highness Shirley has not wanted to eat anything lately, and has only had one cup of tea in the afternoon today......" said the maid.

A cup of tea.

Fitney turned her gaze to where she had been sitting with Shirley, the cups on the table had been removed.

"And who gave the tea this afternoon?" Boris continued.

"It's the tea that His Highness usually drinks, and His Highness only drinks one kind of tea. The maid said with great certainty.

Fitney's face was not very good-looking, and she looked closely at the doctor to find a way to tell what kind of poison it was from Shirley's state.

"It seems that someone poisoned the tea that His Highness often drinks. Has Your Highness seen anyone this afternoon?" Dahl thought.

"Yes...... There is only one person who has seen it......" The maid's voice trembled, and then she pointed to Fitney, "Your Highness has only seen Miss Fitney in the afternoon. ”

"Wait, what are your expressions?" said Coriford when he saw the change in their expressions.