The consul stopped talking, and he kept looking at the officer Steinbrad who was immersed in the world of the novel, and then at Loria, hoping that she would understand what he meant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, Loria never understood.

The consul, who had some kind of unspeakable concealment, finally made up his mind, and with a slight movement of his fingers hidden under his robe, he cast an enchantment to isolate the sound.

Loria, who was aware of the enchantment, looked at Consul Dalaran with increasingly surprised eyes, only to see him take the book he had borrowed from the boarding book on the counter and look through it pretendedly.

"Your Excellency, please forgive me for my presumptuousness." The consul's lips moved slightly, and he whispered, although there was an enchantment that could isolate sound, it was very imprudent to cast a spell in his palace, "Mr. Ambassador, I asked me to greet you on his behalf, many people are staring at him, and he can't come to see you. ”

The consul is generally responsible for the expatriates of the country of assignment, while the ambassador has full authority to handle the diplomatic affairs of the country on behalf of the head of state, and it is not doubtful that he, as a consul, came to see Loria...... But what made Loria confused was what the other party called herself, and the other party suddenly ran to say something inexplicable to herself.

"We know we shouldn't bother you, but there are some urgent things that we have to tell you personally." Dalaran's consul was still talking to himself, and he waved the strangely shaped fruits in the fruit basket slightly, so that Loria could see the paper covered with her written underneath.

From beginning to end, Consul Dalaran kept his eyes on the register, not seeing Loria's slightly open expression of doubt, and he continued: "If you need anything, please come to the embassy at any time to find me." ”

After saying that, he withdrew from the barrier, closed the register, pushed the fruit basket in front of Loria, and said in a slightly deliberate voice: "Little girl, this is a gift from the embassy, I wish you all the best...... Don't forget the glory of Dalaran. ”

With a serious finish, the consul glanced at Officer Steinbrad, who was attracted but quickly lowered his head to continue reading, and turned to leave the library.

From the possibility of amusing her to the consul's guess that he might be crazy, Loria stared at the basket of fruit in a daze, and now she was completely sleepy, and she felt as if she had been caught up in a strange event.

Perhaps because of the solemn look of Consul Dalaran when he pushed the fruit basket, Loria never looked at the letter pressed under the fruit.

By the end of the afternoon, the Steinbrad's junior officer had finally decided to leave, and he put the novel back in the place where it had been taken out, and before leaving, he greeted Loria, "Your face is much better...... Are you from Dalaran? Judging by your hair color, I thought you were a local. ”

Loria smiled and nodded.

After the officer had left, she carried the basket upstairs as usual, locked it in her room, and went downstairs to eat some dried meat before resting on the counter.

In the middle of the night, Loria got up from the counter and went to the window to see that Dorida had not shown up for the last few days, perhaps because of some other task, she did not go to pick up the fruit basket in the room, but roamed around the library as usual.

Although she was reluctant to break the quiet life, the spy game was also very interesting, and it was only when she walked into the dark place where the moonlight could not shine that she pulled out the letter paper from the morning from the pocket of her skirt.

'Your Excellency the Honourable Members of Parliament. ’

Loria was puzzled by the title she was looking up, and she thought to herself that the embassy staff might have confused her with someone else.

Thank you again for your great contribution to the protection of the Republic and humanity over the millennia. ’

Seeing the millennium, Loria thought that she was really talking about herself, after all, in addition to the long-lived High Elves, there were several humans like her who had been shuttling around in the past, but seeing the protection of Dalaran and humans or something...... She suddenly decided that they must have recognized the wrong person.

'The fall of the Guardians deplores us all, but demonic attempts to invade the world will not stop because of our grief......

What do you mean?

Loria didn't understand what the writer meant, so she looked down.

'A few archmages and I have recently detected signs of demonic activity...... Maybe it's just some ignorant mage trying magic that he can't even master, but we must pursue it, it's our responsibility as a sorcerer of the Republic, and we can't let a similar tragedy happen again...... My colleagues and I have no intention of disturbing you, but we feel compelled to let you know this news. ’

Ha? Demon? Isn't this letter really an allusion to the princess of this country, that nasty pink-haired demon mother?

Considering what you've been dedicating yourself to, perhaps you can make a helpful suggestion...... You must have something to attend to here, and if you need our modest help, please let us know. ’

What the hell is the cause that has been dedicated to it, this letter does not answer Loria's doubts, it ends abruptly here, and the end of the letter reads, 'Rigas, the ambassador of the Republic of Dalaran to the Kingdom of Steinbled'.

The letter written by the ambassador is unusually humble in its wording, but what kind of person is the real recipient?

She read the brief letter several more times, but Loria could not find the hidden message in it, and she frowned until she had memorized the contents of the letter completely, and then crumpled it into a ball.

A black glow glowed between Loria's fingers, and the letter disappeared from the world.

She paced back and forth between the bookshelves, looking for a slightly plausible explanation from the many strange thoughts—though she somehow found herself, the magician of Dalaran was clearly suspicious that someone in the country was trying to summon demons...... Considering that the bitter war that had just ended was caused by the fall of Medivan, the guardian bewitched by demons, this suspicion was particularly sensitive, and judging from the consul's cautious appearance, could it be that they suspected that the person was in this palace?

From the point of view of historical correctness, no one has introduced the demonic army of the Burning Legion to Azeroth again after Medivan, but when she thinks of herself who walks through history at will, Loria feels that history is not so reliable......

Until dawn, she walked back and forth between the tall bookshelves, stopping every now and then to pull out a book and flip through it, but never focused on it, and after thinking about how to get herself out of it, she re-entered her role as a librarian who loved to read.

It was as if she had never heard the words of the consul and had never read the letter of the ambassador. (To be continued.) )