Fitnair walked out of Ed's room and towards his room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But she meets an unexpected person on the way.

"Mr. Lawler." Fitnet saw Lauré Dayshu appear at the top of the stairs and was about to walk towards her, so she greeted him in a flat voice.

When Lawler saw her, he paused, saluted her, and said, "Lord Earl, long time no see."

Lawler would normally call Fettnay "Ronay", like many others, but now he calls her "Lord Count".

Lawler wasn't one to get angry with no sense, and apparently, he thought he had something important to talk to her.

But what he wanted to say, Fitney could roughly guess.

"The Holy See's plan?" Fitney and Lawler walked to the living room, and after listening to Lawler's words for a while on the way, Fitnair sat down in a chair and whispered the words of Lawler's words.

"Someone saw that Shield of Dryden was already back in workout." Lawler nodded, "For the Holy See, those things have reached a very important juncture. ”

"Are the shields of Dryden all magicians?" Fitney asked.

"Magicians are the mainstay, and there are a small number of warriors, these are one of the foundations of the existence of the Midrus family to this day, even if it is the Holy See, it is not easy to defeat them in one fell swoop."

"So what do you think will take to defeat this army in one fell swoop?"

"There is a strong magician, such an army must be well-trained in order to use the magic to the fullest, but if there is a strong enough magician, it will disrupt their pace." Lawler said.

"Okay." Fitney was silent for a moment, "I see. ”

"Lornay, this is an important moment, and Lord Wizdem should want you to be safe and sound." Lawler looked at Fertenay and said meaningfully, "Just like I want my daughter to be safe and sound in such a dangerous time, even if she hides in a corner." ”

Fitney raised his head and looked at the branches and leaves outside the window to the window: "In your opinion, as a nobleman, you don't need to be responsible for your position?"

"The Holy See or the Kingdom is not important to Shevrin." Lawlor was word-for-word.

"I see. I'll do it well. Fitney nodded, stood up, and walked out the door, "Thank you very much. ”

Fitney didn't look back.

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In the groves of Tashapol, it was very quiet - there were already few people working here, so there was no need to worry about anyone disturbing here.

The young man wearing only a white shirt looked unusually thin, and his expression seemed to be consistent with the usual "no expression", but in fact, from the frozen eyes, he seemed to see that he was "in a complicated mood".

"Ed." At this moment, a man interrupted his thoughts—the sturdy man was clearly the robber leader, Tritan.

"How's it going?"

"They went to the city of Hein."

"Someone."

"As you might imagine, Willundon sent the men they thought needed to be sent, and Fresson had already set out by the time I returned."

"Purpose."

"A reason."

Ed didn't ask again, his gaze was in the distance, and the position in that direction was pointing to Hein.

"You go back first."

"You don't need me to take you out of here? They already know what happened to the Duchy of Ansendir and I'm worried about ......"

"It's none of your business." Ed said slowly, retracting his gaze and walking towards the complex.

"You've been delayed for a long time." Tritan watched from a distance.

Ed's footsteps paused, and he half-turned his head and said, "What do you mean?"

"I think you have some changes, if it affects your affairs, solve it as soon as possible." Tritan finished speaking, and the figure moved backwards and disappeared.

Ed was silent for a moment before moving on.

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"Heintown...... ? Fettnay was in his study, looking at a map of the territory of Tecayroland, and his voice was very soft.

She had plans to go to this place before May last year, but it was delayed due to various things.

It's dangerous—that's the only thing Phytenay feels right now.

However, that was the only thing I could do at this time.

"Are you really going here?" Alu appeared beside Fitney and asked.

Many people think her next plan is to go to Dryden.

But it was useless, and almost no one thought she could make a difference at this time.

The aristocracy believed that the fall of House Wizdem also represented her powerlessness in the future.

"Any questions?" Fitney said.

"It's dangerous." Alu reached out and put his arm around Fitney's neck from behind, and said slowly, "It's an ominous city. ”

Fitney is clear.

She recently received a letter from a nobody.

"Letetta went missing after traveling to Heintown." -- This is the only thing in the letter.

"I have to go." Fitney said.

"Why? Is it because of the sense of justice in your heart? Ah Lu withdrew his hand, and there was sadness in his voice, "In your opinion, the Kingdom of Luther should not be ruled by such a powerful force as the Holy See?" ”

"There is no right or wrong in ruling in itself, and I am not for justice. I'm a selfish person. Fettnay frowned, "There are some things that you already know that the answer is right in front of you, and you don't care...... No way for me. ”

"Is that really all there is to it?"

"Hmm."

Fettnay stood up, glancing at the potion she had taken to her study—it was for Eddard, but it had one more thing than usual.

"Have you made up your mind to kill that child?" Alu looked at her.

"A lot of the Holy See's decisions depend on him, and once he lives, things will become too complicated." Fitney's words show that she has indeed made the decision.

"He's the only one who knows what you're bothering with."

"It doesn't matter what I think, and even more so he doesn't matter to me at all." Fitnair frowned, picked up something from the table, and walked out.

Ah Lu looked at her and was silent.

When Fitney walked to the room, Ed had already gone back, he was sitting on the bed as usual, with a book in his hand, his expression calm, and when he saw Phytenay, he just looked up at her.

There was no deliberate smile, such an expression - I don't know when it started, so that Fitney's hand trembled slightly as he put down the tray in his hand, and he almost didn't hold it steady.

Ed's hand reached out and held Fitney's hand, and when he felt the touch of the cold hand, Fitney thought he would tremble, but he didn't somehow.

Instead, it was much calmer.

"If you have the strength, drink it yourself." Fitney put the tray down and said.

Her tone became unusually gentle.

"The poison in the potion will kill you." At that moment, Ed's ears rang with the voice that couldn't distinguish between gender and identity.

"Okay." But he didn't hesitate.

Fitnair watched as Ed drank the potion, and then as he closed his eyes after the effects of the potion had taken effect.