Cleveland is a member of the Black Sparrow's army - he has always been at the behest of the Wizdem family, like many others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now he was as dazed as everyone else—the death of the Duke of Wizdem was something known to the whole of the Lutheran kingdom, and they had lost their service and were sent to the town of Giotto by General Monsen, and then to the fall of Dryden—and the men to whom they obeyed had "easily" disappeared, and when the kingdom split with the Holy See, they seemed to have to fight against their other faith.

Even if they were accustomed to obedience, even Monson could not give them a complete answer.

Those things lingered in Cleveland's mind, and he stayed here for months with those thoughts.

"Last night, Monson came here with a woman. Early in the morning, as he was ready to start his patrol, his companions said, "They said -- the woman had blue-purple eyes. ”

"Miss Fitney?" Cleveland couldn't help but ask.

"Probably, but isn't Miss Fettnay the Count of Shevrin now, and the Duke has never mentioned such things before. Said the companion.

Cleveland had met the Miss Fitney Wizdem when he had completed his mission that day, passing by the gardens of the Wizdem family mansion......

He saw a girl standing in front of the windowsill - he was startled at first, thinking she was looking at himself, but soon he found that the girl was looking at the flowers in the garden - her eyes were full of aristocratic indifference, alienation from others, but faintly revealing ......

The desire for everything colorful in the garden.

Cleveland wanted to be a florist when he was a child, but after being forced by his father, he could only look at everything outside the martial arts training arena.

He also saw that she had blue-purple eyes.

At that time, he felt that such a noble lady was afraid that she would be even more involuntary than himself.

But......

"What are you doing, go over there and take a look. The companions pulled him out of his thoughts and brought him back to reality.

He replied scribbly, and walked in his direction.

The town of Giotto is not large, and there is more than enough for a small squad when patrolling.

Cleveland walked on his usual patrol route, he was not very attentive, occasionally wielding his sword, looking a little bored.

"If you swing your sword like this, you will probably let the sword out of your hands on the battlefield. As he walked past a house, a cold voice made his hands tremble—and then he subconsciously clenched his sword and looked at the man—and Cleveland was stunned for a white, blonde-haired girl, standing outside the door of the house, looking at him with a cold, but not cold, look.

Cleveland wanted to ask who she was, but he remembered his companion's words and saw the girl's eyes.

Blue-purple.

"Fitney...... Miss. He put away his sword and saluted her, "I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to ......"

"Hey, you know me?" said Fitney, surprised.

She just saw the soldier outside the door and offered some of her opinions.

"Yes...... Yes. Cleveland was stunned for a moment, realizing that what he said seemed strange.

"It's hard work, and I don't have any will to support it. Fitney said softly, not pursuing the matter, "but, in this way, you are indeed admirable—what follows ......"

"No......" Cleveland looked at her, trying to say something, but the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

"What do you want to say?" Fitney had already turned her head to leave, but when she heard Cleveland's words, she turned her head to look at Cleveland.

Cleveland paused, he didn't seem to know what to say, while Fitney waited quietly.

In the end, he shook his head: "No...... Nothing...... It is a pleasure for me to meet you, Miss Fitney Wizdem. ”

Fitney was stunned, as if he saw a moment of glint on Cleveland's face.

"Ah...... What's your name?" she asked.

"Cleveland...... Miss, my name is Cleveland. Cleveland replied.

"Hello, Cleveland. It's weird, you look like you expect something from me - it looks like I can't live up to your expectations. Fitney smiled, "Well, I beg you to do something for me." ”

Cleveland didn't speak, looked at her, nodded almost without hesitation, he was clear......

In fact, she was already as she expected.

When he thought that the girl was just as involuntary as himself, news broke that she had left the House of Wizdem - although the "official" version was that she had been kidnapped and killed by members of the Arlennius, he was inexplicably convinced that the girl would not die, that she had "escaped".

She accomplished what she thought was impossible.

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After noon, the soldiers of Giotto were gathered - although they needed to assemble in normal times, they vaguely felt that something was different.

But it's not clear what exactly happened.

"The battle for Lac City is about to begin. ”

"But...... Those people are the ...... of the Holy See"

"And, Lord Wizdem......"

……

Such a commotion is understandable, or rather, taken for granted.

At this moment, Monson slowly walked in front of the people, and when the soldiers tried to calm down, they heard a message that they could not be quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am not the heir to House Wizdem, or rather, I am just an ordinary garrison, and it is an honor for me that Mr. Aldrich has temporarily handed over the power to lead you, but so that the power will return to its original owner. ”

Monson said with a blank face, which surprised them immensely.

The original owner?

The appearance of Fitney surprised most people - although they knew about the existence of this Miss Fitney, they did not know that she could inherit the title of House Wizdem.

Especially at times like these, the maiden inherited the title.

Some seemed to have sensed the meaning, but while they were still guessing, the thin girl with white blonde hair had come to them—her slender fingers needed her thumb to put on the ring that symbolized the Wyzdem family.

This seems to be a weak girl.

Yet her voice, and the words she spoke, were not at all so powerless.

"I have come to fight against the army outside of Lac in the name of the new Duke of Wizdem. Every word of Fitney came to their ears clearly.