Eugen was concentrating on writing the letter and did not notice Maria's movements.

In his letter, he detailed what he had in mind, including how the disease might spread, how to stop it, and what to do in case of an outbreak. ”

After two pages of paper, Eugen finally felt that everything he had to write was done. After reviewing the two more trips three times, he nodded, folded the paper and put it in the envelope he had prepared in advance.

"Whew~ It should be okay, Rambo, you must do what the letter says." Eugen let out a sigh and stood up and turned to look at Maria.

"Thank you so much that the letter has been written, dear ..... By the way, I don't know your name yet? Eugen smiled sheepishly, and then he remembered that he hadn't asked the girl's name yet.

Maria was thinking about her own business, and when she heard Eugen's inquiry, she said with a sweet smile on her face: "Haha, didn't you say that I look like a cat?" Then call me a cat. What's your name? ”

Eugen smiled helplessly, how could anyone say that he was called a cat. However, he didn't want to say anything more about this matter, so he replied politely: "Dear Miss Cat, my name is ......" Speaking of this, Eugen suddenly wanted to joke with this Miss Cat, so he smiled and said: "My name is Alaska, Alaska Husky." ”

Maria suddenly rolled her eyes, and Alaska Husky, then your brother's name is Samoyed? Your family's crest won't be a bone of flesh.

But she said that she was Miss Cat, so if the other party wanted to say that her name was Alaska, she couldn't do anything. After thinking about it, Maria decided not to dwell on the subject, but in fact, it seemed like a good thing to think about it the other way.

"Well, Mr. Alaska, no thanks. Since you are in such a hurry with this letter, then send it out quickly. With that, Maria turned back, apparently trying to drive Eugen away.

Eugen smiled bitterly, and said goodbye, he should hurry up and deliver the letter.

Just as Eugen was about to walk out the door, Maria suddenly turned around and asked, "Hey, Alaska, are you coming here again tomorrow?" ”

"Yes, I haven't thanked Miss Cat for her help yet, and I'll be visiting again tomorrow with gifts." Eugen turned around and said, in fact, even if Miss Cat didn't ask, he would find a reason to come over tomorrow.

Maria smiled and nodded, looking forward to tomorrow's meeting. It's too boring to be alone in a room, and Eugen's presence makes her life a little more indescribably fun.

After leaving Miss Kitty's palace, Eugen soon encountered a group of guards nearby and asked them for help in delivering the letter as quickly as possible.

Although the captain of the guard did not know Eugen, he still knew the court clothes of the royal nobles, and without saying a word, he ran out with Eugen's letter and helped him deliver it to the place in the palace that was responsible for delivering letters.

The lacquer on Eugen's letters was given to him by the Prince, but any letter with such a lacquer seal would be treated as an emergency military order.

The letter was sent south as quickly as possible, and if nothing else, it would reach Rambo in two days at most.

Having done all this, Eugen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around, and suddenly realized that he had nothing to do again. After thinking for a moment, Eugen said to himself, "Why don't you go back to Miss Cat and take a look?" ”

But he could only talk, and just in front of his sight, two maid ladies were running towards him panting, and said as they ran: "Stand still, Lord Eugen, you should learn some etiquette when you meet the king tomorrow." ”

Eugen stood in place, glanced at the sea of tulips behind him, and said abruptly: "Okay then, then let's wait until tomorrow to meet again." ”

......

Messina, one of the famous seaports in Italy. Located in the northeastern corner of Sicily, across the sea from the Italian peninsula, the strait formed between the two shores is also named after Messina.

If Sicily is the pearl wrapped in the Mediterranean, then Messina is the garland that wraps around this pearl. The water vapour of the Mediterranean Sea rises high into the air, moves over Messina in the sea breeze, and then cools down and cools down into raindrops that fall on the land.

The abundant rainfall gives birth to the flora and beautiful flowers of all colors throughout Messina. The people here also love flowers, and they decorate every corner of life, on the dining table, on the lintel, on the street. Even when they sleep, flowers bloom in their dreams.

Rambo, very familiar with this harbor.

From here, he sailed to the Holy Roman Empire, where he was chosen by the Habsburgs and trained as a knight as a retainer of Eugen. At that time, he was not as tall as a long sword.

Time passed, and now he returned to this place again, and he felt a little emotional in his heart for a while.

......

On the slope of a hill to the west of the harbor of Messina, there is an estate surrounded by flowers and plants. Fruit grows in the estate, with lush vines climbing up the wooden shelves to the walls, a few apple trees, Italian Sydney trees growing next to them, and a few trees inside with pink cherries, and even some guavas looking down.

At the innermost end of the manor, a chubby, gray-haired old man was lying in a rocking chair, wearing the longest linen clothes, and holding a puff fan in his hand.

The triangular eyes with a white bandage on his shoulders stood respectfully beside the old man, bent down and whispered: "Dear Don Ofarucci, I have a friend from Vienna who wants to see you. ”

Don Ofarucci, the old man who looks like an ordinary farmer, is actually the leader of the entire Italian mafia, the highest-ranking Don.

"Vienna? Isn't that the place for those noble nobles? How can there be our friends? Don Ofaru said with some disdain, his throat burned by a high fever in his youth, and his voice sounded like wind blowing from a dilapidated bellows.

The triangular eyes were a little apprehensive, strictly speaking, this introduction was a bit against the rules. However, he was not for himself, but for the respected Don, so he felt that he should be forgiven.

"Yes, Don Ofaruch, some gifts from this guest from Vienna. The Sicilian proverb does not say that we should be kind to our friend who has prepared a gift first, so I will bring him to you. ”