Outside a manor on the outskirts of Dryden, a woman walks past the abandoned manor, her face devoid of light and her movements a little stiff. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was close to noon, but the weather was not very good, and the sky was like a swamp of mud, filled with chaos.

The woman walked to a high ground, glanced at the sky, and wanted to continue walking towards her destination, when suddenly the sound of horses' hooves sounded in her ears - a black dot appeared in the distance, and the black dot gradually expanded.

A man galloped on horseback - it was a somewhat blessed middle-aged man, with a terrible wound on his arm, and blood flowing, as did the sweat on his face.

"Damn it......" she heard a swear sound coming from the man's mouth.

This swearing...... Always reminds her of something.

What is unbelievable is that this woman's first reaction was not to avoid it, although she recovered when the man was about to rush in front of her, but ......

"Civilians, get in the way, die!" the middle-aged man, who had noticed her, screamed.

With that, a fierce wind swept out from behind the man, and rushed towards the woman who had already taken a step back, but the action was to no avail!

Bang!

The woman blinked, listened to the neighing of the horses and the sound of turning and running away, and watched as the middle-aged man's body was knocked off his horse and rolled down to the ground—the heavy body stopped rolling before the detached head smashed to the ground.

Still with that angry expression.

"Duke Gabriel, it's ugly. Hearing this, the woman turned her head, only to find that at some point, two cloaked people appeared high and below, one tall and one short, and the short man spoke, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to make it. The tall man said—his tone sounding a little weaker.

"Our purpose is not the same as theirs. The dwarf man was a little dissatisfied, but the two of them quickly moved in the direction of their target—judging by their speed, they were magicians.

Only a mage can kill another mage instantly.

The woman watched all this in amazement, and after the two cloaked men disappeared from her sight, she set her eyes on the corpse that had fallen to the ground.

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Night.

The moonlight drifted into the window with the wind and fell on the body of the girl lying on the bed, who had white and blonde hair, so that at this time she was even more radiant.

Her demeanor was serene, much quieter and softer than the cold or calm look she was used to putting on.

Squeak......

The door was slowly pushed open, and a handsome and emaciated young man entered, his somewhat long black hair, and a few strands of his forehead slowly casting shadows.

Ed walked in and saw Fitney's sleeping face, perhaps because of the contrast, he thought of something.

"It's me. So, do you want to avenge him. Not long ago, he sensed Fitney's hidden questioning, and spoke to her with a hint of sarcasm—as if they had been at odds again, as if most of the past.

Fitney watched him silently, and the silence lasted for a long time.

"Not everyone lives for revenge. Fitney stood up and walked towards the bedroom, her movements stiff and the "meaning" seemed to have nothing to do with their confrontation - all that was left for Ed was the sound of the door shut.

With his thoughts retracted, Ed stood in the room, looking at the sleeping Fitney.

He slowly approached her, so that the face of Fitney in his eyes became clearer and clearer.

Her three-dimensional features and blue-purple eyes are inherited from the Wezdem family. The three-dimensional facial features don't look as stiff as the Duke of Wizdem, and thanks to the Janelle family bloodline, it looks much softer.

Especially when you're asleep.

Ed leaned down slowly, his breath getting closer and closer to the girl......

Sand......

The slender figure turned and left the room, except for a torn page of paper placed next to the girl's pillow.

The sound of the door shutting sounded.

The girl on the bed then opened her eyes.

Her blue-purple eyes seemed to reflect a sea of stars.

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"Duke Gabriel has defected?" The next morning, the news brought Misé, who was tired and sleepy, to his senses - he almost exclaimed in exclamation as he looked at Coliford, who was standing in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Corifo said.

"What the hell is going on?!"

"It was yesterday that Lord Gabriel attacked the Duchess of Gabriel because of his collusion with the Holy See. Corifo said.

"Lady Lyria, she-"

"Duke Gabriel failed to kill her, but she was still seriously wounded. "Duke Gabriel has fled—fortunately someone killed him soon and brought his body back." ”

"Who is it?" said Missé frowned.

"She was an adventurer, she didn't want to be named, and said she was just stopping by to bring the body back. Corifu replied.

It all happened so suddenly that Misse didn't know what to do for a while.

"Damn!" Misé's fist slammed into the table.

There are many nobles, but there are not many nobles who are completely on the side of the royal family and are useful.

Lyria is badly injured and many things are not going to be done as originally intended.

Right now......

Could it be that he is too arrogant?

"Your Majesty......" Corifo said softly, "we are not alone, the previous contract ......"

Misse's face turned even paler, he leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "I think...... Think again. ”

"Your Majesty, I have known Count Shevrin for a few years. Corifor's words stunned Missé, "She seems to me to be out of place with everything around her, no matter where she is. I've always believed that she has a world in her heart that people can't understand, and people who can understand it all are almost impossible to exist. ”

Misse fell into deep thought.

"She will make cruel decisions for the sake of reality, but all of this may have something to do with some impossible ideals. ”

When Coriford met Fitney in Starlight, he witnessed some of her special personalities, all of which were not far from being in the Kingdom of Luther.

It was the man who even Corifo considered to have the most eccentric character, and recognized the peculiarity of Fitney's character.

Whatever kind of character it was, how it was formed, she could not have come together with a king like Misé, who herself should have known very well.

The silence continued for some time.

"Okay. Misse sighed, and Corifo always felt that Misser was a little older when he said this.

However, as the king of the Kingdom of Luther, Misse had to make this decision sooner or later.