The time goes back to that morning half a year ago.

Golden, golden, silvery-white.

She felt the color swaying in front of her eyes, and the wound didn't hurt anymore, but she was still a little weak, and her throat seemed to be roasted by fire.

Someone next to her was talking, and she wanted to call but couldn't, so she could only open her eyes with difficulty.

“... Seems to be awake. It was a man's voice, and after a while she felt a pair of gentle hands helping her up, it was the touch of a girl, and then water came to her mouth, she drank the water, felt better, and then opened her eyes, her eyes were still a little blurry, and the scene she saw after opening her eyes made her a little scared, it was in Bukland... Although she knew Bukland's upright style, she still didn't quite adapt to seeing such a style of house. At this time, a pair of hands handed her a plate with some food on it, and she looked up, a man with blonde hair and aqua blue eyes, a face that could charm people's hearts, and he gestured in a formal and cautious manner, "Eat some, and get used to the environment by the way." The man spoke, and his voice was the same as the one he had just woken up.

She nodded obediently, and the blonde girl sitting next to her laughed, "It's good not to scare people if you're so cold." Sylvia turned her head to look at the girl who had just helped her up, both of them had long golden curls and emerald green pupils, but the girl in front of her looked healthy and lively, with a calm temperament, and seemed to be a child of a large family. Sylvia suddenly remembered the black-haired girl who had saved her, and wanted to speak, but her voice was still a little hoarse, "Excuse me..."

"You must want to ask where the dark-haired girl went that day, don't worry, she's fine, but she hasn't woken up yet. The blonde woman handed her the warm water, and she felt much more comfortable after drinking it, "Thank you, may I ask your name?" Sylvia tried to maintain her aristocratic demeanor, "It's good that you call me Miria, you're not in very good shape, take a break." Miria asked.

"I didn't expect you to be so careful. The silver-haired man walked over from nowhere and said to the blonde man. “... I'm just afraid that if she dies, Ifu will wake up sad. The blonde man said, the silver-haired man was well-mannered and personable, "This blonde gentleman is called Friad, and the silver-haired gentleman is my brother Fam. Miria saw Sylvia staring at the two of them and introduced.

"Hello, thank you, and I'm sorry for the trouble I have caused to several gentlemen and misses. Sylvia's voice was small, but her tone was full of guilt and apology, "Don't be so polite, this young lady. Gentleman Famm replied. "Just call me Sylvia. Remembering that she hadn't reported herself yet, Sylvia smiled a little embarrassedly. "Okay, you two are leaving, the beautiful girl still needs to rest, please visit on a later day!" Miria put on a posture of the master's house, and ordered the two men to be evicted.

"Yes, yes, my lady. Famm took Friard to the next room. Miria added another glass of warm water for Sylvia, "I'm going to prepare some decoctions to nourish my body, you're a flower clan, right?" Miria was very worried and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Sylvia was a little lonely on the sofa, her thin body embedded in the soft sofa, and suddenly a pen and paper and an envelope were handed in front of her, it was Friad.

"You've been missing for the past few days, and I think your family must have worked hard to find you, write a letter, and I'll send someone to send it for you. Sylvia took it with some gratitude, and began to write, because the strength of her fingers had not yet fully recovered, and she had put pen to paper with some force, and her fingers were painful, and she raised her fingers.

"Do you play the evening bagpipes?" Friard saw the calluses on Sylvia's fingers, which only a long period of playing would fall like a small leaf. "Ah, yes... Do you like evening bagpipes too?" replied Sylvia. "I've only heard it a few times, but I'm an important one... Friends, love it. "Friard doesn't seem to be very good at communicating with people, and thinks a little when he speaks.

"Then your friend must be a person who is full of tenderness and light in his heart. "The sound of the evening bagpipe is soft, with the wind can feel the whisper of the earth, the evening bagpipe is only good at soft scores, and has nothing to do with joy, passion, or sorrow, she is just a gentle wind, in a gentle way to bring happiness to the world, Friard seems to be very satisfied with her compliment, he seems to remember something, and shows a smile, although his eyes are mixed with sadness and gloom, but his smile is still moving. "The same must be true of those who can play such gentle music. ”

She stared into his eyes, forgetting the rules of etiquette, just looking at the emotions in his eyes, which she seemed to read, and never seemed to read.

She continued to write, and he sat silently.

"Well, when will I see the girl who rescued me?" she asked, breaking the silence in the air. "With her character, she must have woken up and come to see you. When asked about this girl, he quickly replied without thinking, "It seems that you and she are very good friends." Sylvia looked at Friad's side face and continued to write.

"Yes, her name is Ifu, and I'm sure you'll love her very much when you see her. Friad's tone of voice had always been erratic, but when he talked about the girl named Ifu, he couldn't hide his emotions all over his body.

For some reason, she didn't want this letter to be written, she hoped that it could be written for a long, long time, she wanted to know more about this man who was seriously inconsistent with his appearance and heart, he was different from all the men she had ever seen, he could clearly see at a glance that he was a noble identity, but his temperament exuded sadness and inferiority, and in his previous performance, it seemed that he was still a little uncertain, he didn't care what others thought of him, and he seemed to have only one thing or one person in his eyes from beginning to end.

Such a man, for some reason, can be deeply attracted to her, and she wants to know more about him...

But no matter how much nonsense and lengthy rhetoric she added to the letter, it was finally settled, and she stuffed it into an envelope, handed it to Friad, and told him the address, "I will send someone to deliver it to my home as soon as possible, and I will leave it now." He didn't pay much attention to Sylvia and walked away without looking back.

Yi Fu was a little puzzled, although she didn't understand Friard too much, but they always had more contact than these two people, did Sylvia really like it? Or did she just feel pity in her heart when she saw Friard in such a contrast?" Maybe you have misunderstood, Friard was like this for more than ten years before this, but now he has begun to change, and it is different from your description, I guess you were scared in a strange environment at the time, and he noticed your strangeness, and carried a letter for you, will you be grateful for love? Sylvia was silent.

"Ifu, maybe I... I am a sinful man. My feelings for Master Friard may indeed be as you say, but it may also be because of that incident that I have become rebellious against my family..."After a moment, Sylvia was at a loss. Yifu was a little confused by Sylvia this day, and she had a premonition that the girl in front of her was about to speak amazingly again.

Sure enough, what she heard next made her whole person feel bad.

"I was born in the family of the Count of Capet, and I grew up pampered, and my father was a loving father when I was a child, but a few years ago, my father suddenly became very busy, and even met the father of my fiancé, El Bell Beth, the Duke of Osger. Beth, since then I and my fiancé are also often together, my mother is proud of my father, at first I was too, I thought my father was so good that the duke was willing to get to know him, but recently I feel that my father is very wrong, in the past few years, there have been girls missing, and finally there is no news, I found out that the year when the children in the city began to disappear is the year when my father began to be busy... My father seemed to think that my deeds were suspicious in those days, and sent his personal maid Meila, who was my father's eyeliner, and I had no choice but to stop, but I was lucky enough to successfully copy the key to my father's study, which was forbidden to the family after my father was busy. ... I've been waiting for a long time... Finally waited for an opportunity half a year ago, my father took someone out of the house, so I found an excuse to send Meila out too, and sneaked into the study, but found... Discovering his father's secret, he has been working for a black church ... Organizations do this kind of thing... The children were called 'goods', and the father provided the so-called 'goods', and an underground organization that colluded with the father took people captive and handed them over to the black church, which paid for them, and then handed them over to the father on the grounds of business...... Such a thing, I, I suspect that the Duke is in the same boat as his father, so that my future husband ... Isn't the kind and respectful Abel in his impression also... When I learned the truth, I found this organization, and the nearest person in my father's notes, and gave that person a large sum of money, enough money for him to retire to live on his birthday... I wanted him to replace the young lady he was going to tie up with me, but you saved me... I also met Mistress Friard, and I thought about what if Abel was like that... How do I... So I saw Mistress Friard who was the exact opposite of him, my heart, I..."

Sylvia said a long sentence in one breath, and she cried while talking, Yifu was deeply shocked by her, not to mention that she had been raised in a honeypot and a greenhouse since she was a child, and she could still stay calm and calm after knowing what her father was doing, and she was more willing to sacrifice herself for another girl's future.

"But why did the man say yes to you, just for the money?" asked Ifu, Sylvia relieved herself, "I'm surprised, too... I thought it would be difficult, but I didn't expect the man to readily agree, and thanked me, saying... If I really kidnapped the young lady in the plan, he didn't know how to die, he could save his life and get the money, he really earned, I don't know what he meant, but he agreed to my conditions, and it was a success for me. ”

Who was the young lady who had "died after being tied up"?and why did the Count send someone to tie up such a dangerous woman?, Ifu thought as he comforted Sylvia.

"Ifu, do you blame me?" Sylvia asked, interrupting Ifu's train of thought. "Either way, I don't blame you. Ifu made up his mind.