The Dukedom of Wizdem, where the Duke of Wizdem lived mainly in the castle of Kane in the Hawag Territory, was quiet and affluent, with a mild climate suitable for the growth of almost all the flowers favored by the nobility - servants were already busy around the castle when the morning mist shrouded it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yaheng, go and carry the boxes that the coachman sent just now, they are needed for this morning's recipe." Outside the side gate of the castle was a small courtyard, and the voice of the cook came from the side door, and the boy in the small courtyard in the burlap clothes immediately answered—he was still standing by the flowerbed and talking to the maid.

"The Duke has invited guests these days." This maid is not very old, about the same age as Yaheng.

Yaheng has flaxen-colored and untreated hair, although he looks thin, but his strength is not small, and he can solve many boxes that need to be moved by two people, so he is deeply loved by the chef of Kane Castle: "Then you are really busy, speaking of which, the results of Miss Wizdem's awakening ceremony yesterday were not very good?" ”

"Indeed, it has spread—it is unbelievable," said the maid, "but I have heard that the young lady is going to marry Goldgar, and I really don't know what the Duke thinks, it is not in keeping with the status of the two families. ”

"I don't understand this, but it's a pity, Miss Wizdem has helped the village community a lot, and it will be hard for Uncle Gail to encounter some troublesome cases in the future," Yaheng said as he moved the box to the side door and let the people inside take over, "Okay, have a chance to say hello for me and Miss." ”

The maid nodded, beckoned to him, and turned back to the side door, closing it with her hand.

Meanwhile, in a neatly furnished room in the castle, a girl in a beige lace nightgown sat on the bed, staring at the little golden ball floating in the air in front of her with her knees crossed in a daze—her pale face, her white blonde hair casually draped, looked lifeless, and the blue-purple eyes of the only color were very hollow.

"Alas, when I am sad, there are still many people watching the play......" The young man in cloth sat on the opposite table, looking graceful, although he was comforting Fitney at this time, his tone was more like schadenfreude.

Fitnair ignored him and just sat with his knees crossed, expressionless.

Hermes looked bored, and no matter what he said, the other party ignored it, so he yawned and turned his head, as if he was going to have some other fun.

Bang!

"How are you ......" Hermes was startled, and hurriedly turned around, only to see that Fitney had jumped to the ground.

The girl in her nightgown stood barefoot on the cold ground, walked to the bell calling the maid in three steps and two steps, shook the golden bell violently, and with a crisp sound, Fitney closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, the emptiness in her eyes was swept away, or the haze in her eyes was temporarily dispelled.

"Anna, do I have any arrangements for this morning?" When Anna opened the door as usual and stepped forward to help her change her clothes, Fitney looked at her pale gray-haired maid and asked.

"This morning is your history and etiquette lesson, and the afternoon will be free for you." Anna replied, "Do you have breakfast in your room or in your study?" ”

"The living room,'" Fitney was a little curious, "what about my swordsmanship lessons." ”

"I'm sorry, miss, I don't know." Anna helped Fitney change into a white silk shirt and a long gray dress, and helped her braid her long white blonde hair and tie it back at the back of her head.

Fitnair stopped talking, waved at her, and walked straight to the living room.

As she expected, in the living room, Mrs. Wizdem was sitting in a chair talking to Setanin, and the young man opposite her was polite, and the two seemed to be talking happily.

"Miss Fitney." Setin seemed to be the first to notice Fitney who had come to the living room, and stood up to greet her, his smiling expression making people feel gentle and comfortable.

"Mr. Setanein." Fitney's young age made her seem a little funny when she said such a formal name, but Setin didn't seem to care much about it, and the two sat opposite each other, "I hope you had a good night's rest." ”

"I'm in good spirits right now." Setane smiled.

Fitney smiled, and Setin continued to offer a lot of topics for breakfast, and the two seemed to be able to talk for a day, until Fitney realized that his class was about to begin, and then got up from his chair and walked towards the study.

"I also enjoyed the history lesson, it was very interesting," said Setan as he heard the lesson that Fitney was going to take, "and I could discuss with you a little bit of the history of the Gaudega Territory if I could—it might be a little new." ”

"Then you can ride horses outside the castle in the afternoon." Mrs. Wizdem suggested.

Fitney smiled, didn't veto, turned and continued walking towards the study.

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"Mr. Cathy, I want to ask what 'magic' is." Fitney asked.

In the study in Kane Castle, where the sun shines through the windows, and the huge columns are also dyed with a warm and soft smell in the sunlight, Fitney sits on the sofa, holding a thick book in his hand, and asks the teacher in front of him, who has no rimless glasses and a serious expression.

"That's a gift from Elletia, Phytenay." "It's also a source of nobility. ”

"I mean what is it for, like fire can burn to cook, water can be used to do laundry or something." Fitney had heard so many of these paraphrases that she couldn't help but feel a headache—she wanted to hear something concrete.

Cathy was a little dissatisfied when she heard her words: "Miss Fitney, is this what a noble lady should say?" Cooking and laundry, that's what a servant should do, you are a nobleman, and your life should be to make yourself an admirable, not to learn how to live like a servant - the title of nobility gives you a rich life, and what do you have to ask such a question with dissatisfaction? ”

Fitney felt his head hurt again: "Okay, it's my fault, I'm sorry, please forgive me for being rude." ”

"I hope you'll remember," Cathy's expression softened, "and the answer is that magic is omnipotent, and the most gifted nobles can possess god-like abilities—and without the ability to use magic, they will never be able to reach such heights, and therefore cannot be a qualified nobleman." ”

Fitney felt that Cathy had no idea that she was no longer the nobleman she said she was - an answer that seemed like no answer to her, but she had also been given a clearer definition of the importance of magic to nobles.

But why is it so big? This seems to be a very important part of her perception of the other world - even in the original world, she is not familiar with this kind of thing.

It's clearly the same air...... Fitney quibbled in his heart.

Unable to use magic powers, she is still a young lady before marriage, and no matter how glamorous her appearance is, she cannot have the necessary things of nobility - at this time, when I think about it, there is no other choice but to marry a nouveau riche who has no requirements.

"Alright, that's all for today's lesson, I hope you can remember what I said." Thinking about these things, Fitney didn't listen carefully to what Cathy said next, until she said the closing remarks.

It gave her a long time before she wanted to forget it, and she had a similar experience at that time - always habitually ignoring some of the teacher's words.

Fitney nodded, and as Kathy got up to pick up the book and was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "I want to know where Teacher Claude has gone." ”

Claude was her sword teacher, a tutor hired by Wezdem to serve the Wezdem family only.

"Miss Wizdem, you don't know about this yet," Cathy paused before he said, "Claude won't be coming again, you're going to get married, and you don't need to think about swordsmanship anymore." ”

Fitney was stunned, only to react when Cathy stepped out.

The seemingly unchanged life seemed to be changing little by little, and by the time she was ready to cope, these things were already going on, and the next thing was to go in a direction she couldn't imagine.

"I heard that you aristocratic girls don't have much say before they get married, maybe it's a good thing to really get married?" A voice burst out, and Fitney turned his head to look at the boy who came out of nowhere, "Or do you dislike nouveau riche?" ”

Fitney rolled his eyes: "Don't think so simple as a child, the Arrenniu family is the new noble, the right family is the standard of nobility, the Wezdem family has no need to marry them at all, I can't figure it out, let alone think that the Duke of Wizdem would be so anxious to marry me off - it looks like he can't wait to get rid of an old doll." ”

"Well, maybe you're thinking too much, that duke just wants you to find a good home or something?" Hermes thought that Fitnair was going to perfunctory her again, who knew that she opened her mouth for such a long time, and for a while did not know how to answer, and said casually.

Fettnay frowned, "Things are going ridiculously fast, and it stands to reason that they won't think I'm capable of resisting - it seems like I'm hiding from the others." ”

"There's a solution! I have a very good one! Hermes was dizzy by Phytenay's words, and spoke.

Fitney looked at Hermes's excited appearance and couldn't help frowning: "Tell me about it?" ”

"As long as you're not a nobleman, don't you!" Hermes took it for granted, "These are the rules of the aristocracy, and if you weren't a nobleman, you wouldn't have to keep these things." ”

It's just nonsense.

Fitnair sighed and gave up communicating with Hermes - at this time she was inexplicably nostalgic for Jane? Gray, although Jane is a complete god in her eyes, but the similar identity background does not make her say things as unreliable as Hermes.