In this way, seeing that I was in a happy mood after that night, the kind Blackmore decided to send Teresa to bring me food every day, and even let her come during the day...

Of course, I couldn't enjoy these delicacies alone, but I talked with my partner about the girl's heart, such as each other's past, personal feelings, and my own ideals and future. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info soon he talked freely about us as good friends, and only after outsiders showed up he showed me special respect.

And I was also glad to hear about her upbringing and some of Sal's childhood, but sometimes I pretended to be Gianna...

Really wish she was here.

Maybe I'm the only one who thinks so, and I can see that my partners talk to him better, although she is far less knowledgeable than Gianna, and she doesn't have Gianna's temperament and unique charm, but she has things that Gianna doesn't have, such as not caring about identity.

It's ridiculous to say that the status of the princess is a disadvantage for Gianna in her relationship with the people below, just like me. Although we don't care about this, there are many issues that will eventually be involved in many issues over time.

Maybe I did a good job this time and didn't make Teresa feel like I had any sense of identity until he asked a question. And this question brings back memories to me.

"I really want to know what the future queen will look like. ”

Teresa asked me, which made me look very embarrassed, first of all, if I confessed who it was, it made me a little embarrassed. But that's not the only thing that's really embarrassing, because what he asks is what it's like, and if he takes out a real thing to compare, she herself is the best comparison.

And if you say it like this, it may make this girl misunderstand. Or make her feel like you're having fun with him. That's not so good.

"Yes, you'd be surprised if you did. Because she—" Thassarian seemed willing to answer the question, but I couldn't get him to speak, so I covered his mouth with both hands.

"How is she?" I did, but Teresa was even more curious.

And the other three pairs of eyes were looking at me, and they knew I didn't want them to talk about it, but they weren't disappointed because they had a better show to watch, and that was to see how I could go about it. How to explain her appearance, or have a better reason to prevaricate the past.

Apparently I would now the latter. So he assured Teresa.

"I promise you'll see. ”

"Really, but I don't have the right to go out of the city at all..."Talesa looked sad, she didn't continue, I knew that if he continued to talk it would make us feel like I was going to help her get her rights, the kind and innocent girl still didn't do it. He just kept asking me that question. "Describe what she looks like. ”

"I swear in the name of the Light that you will see her. And very fast. "I knew I had to help her out of her misery, but before I could do that, I had to make a request for her. "Please, change the subject. I made a pleading gesture towards him.

“........”

A few days later, the so-called Dunhold had all been inspected, and it was time to leave.

Before leaving, I privately asked Blackmore to leave Teresa, though the cunning leader offered him a hundred times the price he had paid for his home. But I still gladly accept it, anyway, it is all deducted from the tax, and I don't pay for it, so it has nothing to do with me now. And I also understand that sooner or later this lord will pay for his greed, and it is nothing to make him happy for a while.

However, as a maid transaction with a huge price difference, this lord may also be a little unbearable, or in other words, he is afraid that this girl will remember his grudge when her status is improved in the future. So before leaving, he gave me a large carriage with a delicate four-horse drive. I have to say that this wine and meat lord really has a set in some ways. He knew that if I blatantly brought a maid back to the royal city....it would definitely be discussed.

Fortunately, when I came, four people came on four horses. And all four of us, under Uther's teachings, know how to drive this big guy. However, for the sake of safety, I decided to let Falik only do this duty, because I was afraid that if I let Thassarian go, I would not be able to return home.

This idea is just a joke. I don't worry about how I'm going to get home, it's what I do. If my father had known that I had bought a girl with the money from the treasury, what would he have thought of me? And what will happen to me when I let Fallick go to gladiatorial fights in the gladiatorial arena of Blackmore, and how I gambled with the lords with the treasury funds reached the ears of my father.

Perhaps my father did not care at all, for the result would have been absolutely satisfactory to him, for I had earned enough gold for my country, and had raised Falik's reputation for bravery, and perhaps he would boast of me.

I sat in the carriage and thought to myself, but I really didn't know how I would be treated when I got home. Or maybe you should let the friends go back and find out the wind first.

And as I had walked at the intersection with Dalaran at Lordaeron, one of the guards stopped my carriage and demanded that I see the letter in his hand, but when Falik asked who had given it to him, he did not say anything. It's just that after I read it, I naturally understood that it was very mysterious.

I looked closely at the messenger's decoration, and although he was wrapped in a cloth coat, I could still vaguely see through the thin cloth that his armor was in the style of a royal guard. I began to wonder who would send me the letter.

The royal guard and he stopped at the junction of Dalaran. "My acquaintance, combined with the expectation of my heart, may only be one consequence, and that is that this letter came from Gianna, who was still studying in Dalaran, and who must have wanted to tell me about his lovesickness. I excitedly opened the letter.

But as soon as I saw the signature, all my expectations disappeared in an instant, because it was written to me by my sister Kalia. I really didn't expect her sister, who had been treating me badly all day, to play any prank on me, after all, we would be able to meet early tomorrow morning at the latest. But even then, I think it's very necessary for me to look at what he says:

Dear brother.

If you did something in Dunhold and thought that your father and his old man didn't know, then you were wrong, and his family cared a lot about how you did on your first trip, so everything you did was reported, so don't think about any luck

................

(My palms were sweating a little when I saw this, but I still didn't believe that he really knew what I had done, so I continued to read the letter, but only to see what I wanted to know.)

And I heard that you have learned to gamble, and even let the lives of your warriors be gambled, and you think that if you win, you will make your father happy? I am sure that when you come back you will know how eager he will "compliment" you, but don't ask me what you will get, because I don't know, I really don't know.

(My heart goes cold when I see this.) A glimmer of illusion was shattered. But that's not the end of it. For her letter is not finished. ）

Let's not be lonely at night outside. I heard that you also bought a young maid with money that should have been from the treasury, and I wonder how Admiral Dai Lin would feel if he heard about it....do you want his jacket to hang on your face.... (my face is green when I see this).

...............................

Don't go home, take refuge in Dalaran first, listen to my rumors, and see if Gianna will forgive you.

Your sister

Kalia

I really didn't expect that everything I did would be discovered by my father after all, and I was really touched by my sister telling me in advance about the 'danger' of going home, but I was also thinking about a question, that is, why did my sister remind me that he always likes to see me make a fool of me.

Unless...unless my father's anger is worse than I thought. So my sister was aware of the severe punishment I might have suffered, so she let her conscience find out.

I couldn't help but sigh that I had no home to return to. So I also wrote a letter, which was basically to thank her, and accepted her advice, and went to Dalaran to stay for a while in the name of learning history and culture. And I hope that she will keep an eye on my father's movements, and inform me when he is old and old, and that I will write in the letter my affectionate thoughts about her and my mother...

So I gave the messenger the letter I had written. And he was asking Falick to change direction.

"Go to Dalaran. ”

Perhaps I didn't have to explain it to them, but Faric turned his head, and even the usual Thassarian didn't ask me a word, or they assumed as I did at first that the messenger had been sent by Gianna.

Why did the messenger go to Lordaeron, and perhaps they could interpret it as a letter of leave for my father. Actually, I know that they are also looking forward to being able to fight with me on the outside, because then they don't have to take the fists of the dwarves.

But not everyone knows me by heart, like Teresa, who doesn't know the whole thing.

"Why don't you go back to the royal city? Teresa asked at me. And after he asked, I was embarrassed. And Thassarian will always find his place at this time.

"That's because the future queen is thinking about his beloved prince, and our current prince is also..."

I was a little furious when I heard this, so I grabbed him and made a gesture to throw him out the window before he could finish his strange voice. Maybe he would have been surprised that I was a little angry, and he had expected me to be excited to receive Gianna's letter.

He knew I wouldn't do it, but he called out anyway to help me.

"Help!"

I let him hang like this on the window because there was no one around the middle of nowhere who could answer his cries, but I was wrong. Through the window, I could see a well-rounded, very swift elf approaching me, and what was really surprising was that he was faster than the carriage driven by four good horses.

If anyone can be so fast, it can only be an elven ranger, and it has to be a good elven ranger. And judging from his appearance, he is definitely a familiar figure, it is her, and there will be no mistake.

"Parking. I commanded Faric, and it was evident that my chief of guard had done so before I had given the order, and his happy expression showed that he still remembered the story between us.

This is nothing after all, and on the other hand, if people forget her beautiful figure, it is very difficult.

However, remembering her appearance does not necessarily make her name unforgettable in my heart, so in order to be able to talk to the beautiful woman first, I called out her name first.

"Sylvanas...."