"So, you agree to work with me?" Fitney looked at Upton. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You rescued your servant and survived from Eureka—right?" Upton pressed her back, "And your purpose is to be an enemy of the Holy See?" ”

"It pretty much sums it up."

"Then I'll take you to my hometown." Upton said immediately.

Fitney raised an eyebrow, she was now beginning to wonder why Upton suddenly changed his mind and wanted to take her to unravel some truths.

"Someone is trying to kill me." Seeing Fitney's question, Upton said.

Fitney's eyes narrowed.

"At night, I can feel that gaze, like when I'm in territory - I can't feel wrong, they finally found me after killing Chad." Upton wanted to be as calm as possible, but apparently, it was a bit difficult, "They must be from the Holy See...... What are they planning......"

"How do you know?"

"Hah...... Don't you think you know everything about them, Count Shevrin—how can they ignore what Misse has done—and the turmoil of those fellows is not far off. Upton continued.

Fitney was silent for a moment.

"What are you waiting for! They don't know that Chad likes to store something important in his hometown. Upton frowned, "I'm going to make them pay at least something!" ”

"So...... See you tomorrow. Fitney's words made Upton breathe a sigh of relief.

Upton also concealed a few things that may have been the reason for his "targeting".

But what exactly is ...... What the?

Fitnair sighed, and she turned and walked out of the room, feeling that she wasn't sensitive enough about everything she had been doing lately - could it be that her strange emotions were also affected?

In a word...... Find someone to protect Upton first.

"Meow." Then Fitney heard a voice, and she looked over to the place where it had come from, and saw that it was the kitten, which looked a little different from usual, and whose eyes looked particularly bright, and which seemed to have a lake in it.

Fitnet looked at it, it was approaching dusk, and the days approaching the May of roses always darkened quickly.

It's a strange cat, and he's friendly to everyone but Phytenay - and he doesn't usually go near him.

But today it is an exception.

It stared at Fitney, and then walked towards it—for it was a kitten, and was always laughed at for its dull pace when it ran, but today it was different, and its steps could even be called elegant.

Importantly, it made its way all the way to Fitney.

"You're weird today, too." When it came to its feet and raised its front paws in a gesture, Fitnair was silent for a moment, and said.

She couldn't help leaning down to touch the soft fur on its back, but a sly glint flashed in its eyes, and it leaped onto Fitney's outstretched hand, and finally climbed onto her shoulder.

What happened next was something strange to Fitney as well—the kitten hung its head and licked Fitney's cheek.

Fitney's body stiffened for a moment, and she could even feel some emotion in the kitten's eyes—she must have had been resting too badly lately.

"What do you want to do?" Fitney asked it.

"Meow." There is no answer - this is obvious.

Fitney sighed, she didn't bother with the cat so much, just walked in the direction she had originally intended to go.

"Meow." However, it disagreed.

Fitney then took a different path.

"Meow." The cat wasn't as stupid as he thought.

Fitney tried a few more times and found that the cat does not make this protest meow only in one direction.

There seemed to be nothing to do now—Fettnay thought about it, and decided to accept this strange "test", and she walked out of Tashapol in this direction, and the smell of forest grew in the air.

She "followed" the cat to a lake.

It's not a place to behold - in short, it's pretty mediocre.

Fitney didn't know what the cat wanted to do.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a conversation—a faint voice, and at first she couldn't tell who it was, but then she noticed that on the other side of the lake, a man and a woman were walking hand in hand.

Fitney recognized them.

Aubrey and Carterana.

She was silent for a moment, not wanting to disturb them, but glanced thoughtfully at the cat over her shoulder.

"Miss Fitney is indeed a peculiar person."

"I want to invite her to our wedding, but I'm worried about ......"

In Fitney's ears, the content of their conversation suddenly became clear, and her face couldn't help but sink - obviously they didn't notice Fitney here, but her voice was not afraid.

His face sank for a moment, and Fitney quickly regained his original expression.

"Meow." The cat barked.

"There's nothing to care about." Fitney didn't know what it was trying to say, but subconsciously said, "People think that way about me - it's normal." ”

The cat tilted its head thoughtfully.

"What are you worried about? She is our benefactor, and without her, perhaps none of this would have come to life. ”

"I didn't mean that. We do need to thank her. However, I was afraid that she would not come, though she would accept the invitation and give us the best wishes she thought possible. ”

"What the hell are you worried about...... No, Carterana, do you mean ......"

"She's lonely...... She didn't even know this, and if someone told her, she would deny it, so how could she make herself happy? She bears so much, but there is no one to share it with her. ”

Fitney was stunned.

"Ah, I see." She suddenly understood something, but instead of going towards them, she was going to turn away from them.

"She's right to say that I'm not a person who gets happy easily, but I don't intend to change these things." Fitney seemed to be responding to the cat on his shoulder, or to Carterana's comments, "There's enough time to rest, let's go back." ”

"Meow."

"To be honest, I'm grateful to them, but...... Some things can't stop, and I can't get involved with them to do dangerous things, maybe because I care about them. "I don't like this disappointing world, but ......"

Fitney's words faded into almost no trace - and the audience had only one cat.

Like a falling rock, it sank peacefully to the bottom of the lake, and it should have made a ripple.

Fitney didn't care about that.

She didn't want those words to be known.