After hearing this very bizarre thing, Corifu's face was not very good-looking, and his mouth was tightly pursed into a thread. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Is there any connection between Sharon's affair and clues we couldn't figure out before? Jill glanced at Corifo and asked, "Also, Your Majesty has asked us to collect a document tomorrow as a preservation for this year's Awakening Festival." ”

"Okay...... That's the only thing we can do. Coriford reacted and said.

"You haven't answered me yet—why do you care so much about this?" asked Jill.

Coriford was stunned for a moment, he saw that there was a very obvious stubbornness on Jill's often expressionless face at this time, and he remembered the attitude of this colleague when facing the obsessive things, and couldn't help but feel a little worried—the stubborn Jill was very terrible.

"Because it's so unexpected. Corifo thought for a moment and said.

"Isn't it because you've been helping that Miss Polina that you feel like you're helping no longer in any way?" said Jill, raising an eyebrow.

However, it was only at this time that Coriford remembered that Polina's appearance was an absolute despair for her. Crifu quickly had some ideas, so he ran to the bookcase and rummaged through the materials.

Jill thought he was right, but he didn't say anything more, and eventually his attitude returned to indifference - it really had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, Sharon had forgotten so many things, so did she remember now- how to play the role of the Holy Maiden Sibu?" Coriford suddenly remembered something while rummaging through the information, and looked up and asked Jill.

"Of course—the people of the Holy See now regard this as a blessing from Erentia. Aside from not remembering what happened during this time, Sharon was perfectly normal. Jill was silent for a moment before answering him.

"All right—please get busy with your business, I'll go out. Corifo finally found the information he needed, and smiled apologetically at Jill, "I've been a little absent lately, so I'll go to a nearby territory with you later to investigate the growth of potion plants there." ”

"I've been there a long time ago. Jill's words were too quiet for Coriford, who was in a hurry to leave, to hear them—he turned and opened the office door, and the sound of the door closing cut him off—and Jill looked at the door, and finally said nothing.

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By this time, the mages of Dryden were busy adjusting the magical things made in the streets to the best of their ability, and the bustle of the second day had already taken shape.

Misse met with some people in the palace.

Throughout the day, many people would visit him - including Duncan Morrows, the Duke was like the spokesman of the Holy See, even Andrew Midrus would give him three points of courtesy, and Misse naturally could not hang him, even if the relationship between the Holy See and the royal family had not been very good lately - Misser still talked to him for a long time in his study.

When Duncan left, Misse called the butler.

"How is Miss Sharon doing at this time?" asked the butler.

"The Janelle family called her 'too good to be better'. The butler said, "Would you like to let her come and go to the Janelle family yourself?"

"No, there is no one else to choose now, and she can do so well - bring this condolences to the Janelle family house. Wish her all the best. Misse shook his head.

It all seems strange - how did Sharon come back? What was the thing she had forgotten? But the relationship between the royal family and the Holy See was strained by the Polina scandal, and at this juncture they had to put their hopes on the original choice - Sharon just remembered how to play the role of the Holy Maiden Sibu.

No matter how you think about it, it's a very lucky but weird thing.

"But......" the butler paused.

"Let's just say it, you know, I like people being able to tell the truth, even if it's hard. ”

"People who visited Sharon told me that Sharon's skin was very pale, but it didn't look like it was caused by overexertion - it always felt like she was taking too many drugs. But as far as I know, Sharon Janelle is not seriously ill. There was some concern in the butler's tone, "I really hope there won't be any chaos." ”

"We don't have a choice. Miser frowned, his hand holding the quill paused in mid-air, and a drop of ink fell on the hanging tip of the pen, and only then did he "come to his senses," and "then, bring another letter to the Hilton Investigation, and put Coriford in charge of the matter." ”

Misse quickly finished the letter—the butler who took it passed it on to the other manservants, who were to deliver it.

"Couldn't Ed make it to the Awakening Festival?Where are they now?" Misse had a lot to look forward to, and he quickly thought of something else.

"Maybe it's like this, I heard that Princess Daisy wanted to see something special and delayed the trip. The butler replied, "I suppose they should be in the territory of Tecairo at this time—it is not far from here, and perhaps a messenger from the magician will allow them to return sooner." ”

"That's it. Misse waved his hand, not intending to be too lenient on this matter, "It's just that not being able to see the pomp and circumstance of the Awakening Festival may make our guests feel sorry." ”

"Maybe there will be a lot of opportunities in the future. The butler meant something.

"Ah? indeed--if Ed is interested in my sister too. Misse smiled, "Hope isn't wishful thinking on her part. ”

The housekeeper could not intervene in this regard, so he chose to remain silent.

"Your Majesty, here is a letter for you. The manservant, who had sent the letter away, soon returned, with another letter in his hand.

It was not so easy to send a letter to the king, and Misse could tell from the manservant's slightly surprised tone that the letter was of unusual origin, and he even suspected that the letter had been picked up by the manservant in front of the palace.

"I met a man at the door, and he gave it to me - I somehow brought it back. The manservant said slowly, "Or, Your Majesty, I'll read this letter, right?"

"No, bring it to me. Misse said.

Misse took the letter and pulled out a piece of paper from it.

The butler and the valet observed, consciously or unconsciously, Misse's expression, and they were indeed worried that it was something unreliable—but Miser had no expression on his face during the reading, and it was not until he had finished reading that his expression became solemn.

"Let Dahl Morgan come along, quick. Misse's tone was also very serious.

The servants didn't know what was going on, and it wasn't something they could know—they had to do it.