"I'm not ready."

In the end, Belina still didn't dare to take the commission.

When she said this, she saw a flash of disappointment in Doyle's eyes, the corners of her mouth were imperceptibly hooked, and the fleeting wry smile was imprinted in Belina's eyes.

Obviously she didn't have time, but she was rejected by herself, so it was natural that she would be disappointed.

However, one of Belina's doubts was finally answered, and since Doyle had asked the king to make her an assistant, she had been puzzled that she could barely help, and that ordinary mages could help wherever they could.

But now she knows why.

"Okay, it's okay, there's still time, let's finish the work at hand now, after that, do you have time to have dinner with me?"

"It's an honor."

Faced with Doyle's invitation, Belina gladly accepted.

After completing the schedule set for today, the two left the underground labyrinth, and Doyle first returned to the royal city to prepare on his own.

In the corridors of the royal city, Doyle and Alyssa meet by chance.

"Your Highness the Princess." Doyle bowed.

Alyssa also smiled back: "Lord Doyle, I am sincerely grateful for you to come back." ”

There was something complicated in her smile, and Doyle naturally knew what it was, and the princess seemed rather unhappy with her own pardon.

"I don't understand what Your Highness has to be grateful to me as a sinner."

"No, everyone makes mistakes, right-"

Alyssa was about to mention the amnesia, but she stopped talking about it in time, it was pointless to talk about it now, and it was easy for Doyle to recall the bad experience.

"Mistress Doyle, I'm ...... I'll go first. ”

Alyssa wanted to say something more, but when she thought that Doyle had been pardoned for the time being, she had no future, and that any language would be pale in front of her, so she restrained her false comfort.

She didn't know what to say in front of Doyle, she just wanted to flee as quickly as possible.

"I just happen to have some things to take care of." Doyle replied.

Looking at Alyssa who fled, the smile on Doyle's face gradually disappeared, she walked quickly through the corridor with her staff, walked into her room and closed the door, and with a wave of her hand, the runes on the four walls of the room lit up, separating the inside and outside.

"It's a nuisance." She muttered to herself, even her timbre became cold, and there was coldness inside.

Leaning the staff against the wall, she walked to the desk and sat down, took out a stack of paper from the drawer and spread it out on the table, on which there was a very difficult abyss ancient language record, she deliberately wrote this, the abyssal language has been nearly lost in the mainland, and the people who can speak the abyssal ancient language are rare in the whole continent except for those monsters in the abyss.

So the confidentiality of the content is reliable.

Quickly scanning the contents, she picked up her pen and added a few more strokes to it.

"What a mistake, it's been 600 years." Doyle said expressionlessly.

Slender fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and an eerie light flashed in her eyes, as if she was planning something.

After a long time, she stretched out her hand, and a mask slowly floated in the distance, it was the actor.

"Dramatist, this time, it's really thanks to you."

"Huh."

The actor let out two dry laughs.

It didn't laugh as dramatically as it used to be, and there was a sense of jealousy and alienation in that awkward huh.

In the face of such a performer, Doyle did not respond, it just looked at the actor, and the sound of his fingers tapping on the table was particularly clear.

After a long time, the actor broke the silence.

"You...... Or my partner? "It's rare for a Calamity Drama to ask a serious question.

"Of course, I'm still your partner, it's just that you'll need to get used to it for a while."

"Original...... That's right. ”

"Yes, that's right." Doyle smiled and nodded: "Dramatist, haven't you always longed for a wonderful plot?" Now I have written a script, and this drama, absolutely like nothing you have ever seen, will be played out in this country with great redemption and noble revenge. Trust me, you won't be disappointed! ”

"Hey, hey! Hey hahaha!! The actor let out the signature shrill laugh: "What an unfolding I never imagined!" So partner, what are you going to do next? ”

Doyle smiled slightly, and as he smiled, his brow furrowed.

"Naturally, my curse has been lifted, and I don't want to sleep again after six hundred years."

"And that elf who refused to be my heir, and if it weren't for those eyes, I would have wanted to kill her." Doyle's words revealed an overtly cold murderous intent, and the actor had no doubts about her words.

Doyle continued to write something on the paper, occasionally chanting incantations, and a vague vision appeared in the air, a sight from far away, and Doyle recorded all the important clues he saw.

She had to tie everything together in order to make the pieces that had been planted six hundred years ago work.

"Damn Roland, your stupid trick to keep me used as a prop for six hundred years is really a good calculation. But after all, I'm the best at chess, and now ...... It's your descendant's turn to pay the price. ”

……

In a dark cell, a bed and a rudimentary toilet, she's been here for a while.

Maisie knew she was being treated well.

If it was an ordinary prisoner, there was no toilet, she knew what that kind of prison was like, it was much dirtier than it is now, even if a healthy person stayed for a long time, he would not be able to survive, and the dark and damp dirty environment would slowly erode the prisoner's body and cause him to die.

"Hey."

At some point, a man appeared outside the prison.

Maisie looked up, and it was Gabriel.

"What are you doing here? You must hate me, Gabriel. ”

"Hate is not a word that suits me well, although you have hurt my people, but you also have something you want to protect, I have done no better than you, as long as you have the awareness to pay the price for what you have done, it is enough."

He was right that Gabriel was self-aware and knew that he was not qualified to condemn Maisie.

When Ella got sick, he hid Ella's illness and left her in the territory, and also killed some of the people, although there were not many of them, but he was no different from Maisie.

Sometimes it's like this, the two most important things for a person are placed on the scales called fate, and that person has to make a choice, either to die or to give up one or the other.

"You...... Really interesting people. Maisie sneered: "So what? Why are you coming to me? ”

"It's not that I'm looking for you, I'm just bringing her to you." With that, Gabriel stepped aside and let the man behind him step forward.