Hannah. Srein pushed a trolley filled with the food waste of the past two days, and the stench of minced meat and rotting vegetables caused the soldiers guarding the gate to cover their noses and shake their heads from a distance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What the is this so stinky, is it pig food that you cook?"

A tall soldier scolded him, resentful of the need to be on duty on this cold winter night, and had no choice but to vent his frustration on the servant, pinching his nose and carrying his spear as he walked over to Hannah.

"My lord, this is the kitchen garbage of the past two days, you also know, His Royal Highness the prince is fond of meat, so this garbage also has a rotten smell, I must throw these to the garbage dump in the south of the city, otherwise I will get sick."

Hannah suppressed her voice, glancing at the cart, but in the night, the soldiers didn't notice her expression.

"There's an order from above for us to keep a strict check on the people who come and go in this manor, so I'll have to check it out."

The tall soldier beckoned, summoned two other companions, and surrounded the cart.

"My lord, this is all rubbish, nothing to check."

Hannah took a step back, her voice shaking.

"Do you think we're going to do this disgusting thing, I wouldn't want to take care of your if it weren't for Mistress Geralhade's orders."

Another chubby soldier spat into the garbage heap before raising his spear.

"My lord, what is this for?"

Hannah panicked as he saw all three soldiers raise their spears, their heads pointing at the carts.

"We don't have time to dig through the garbage, so we have to check it like this...... Hey! ”

The three spears were inserted into the garbage heap, causing the residues of vegetable leaves and rotten flesh to fly for a while, and the three of them were still unsatisfied, and stirred again, until they were sure that there were no more living creatures inside, and then they pulled out their spears, and the edge of the steel was dripping with a little blood, showing a cold color in the glow of the silver moon Eustia.

"It's disgusting, let's go wash up at the river later."

The tall soldier looked at his weapon with disgust, then waved at Hannah.

"Let's go, go as far as you want, don't let me see this pile of garbage again."

"Yes, yes, my lord!"

Hannah nodded hesitantly, and she hurried forward, pushing the cart through the gate, and was about to leave the manor down the street when she was stopped by a call from behind her.

"Wait."

Hannah's heart rose to her throat, and she stopped and slowly turned back.

It's Gerala Hyde. Viscount Springfield.

Viscount Springfield, dressed in the robes converted from military uniforms and holding a staff inlaid with three gems in his hand, walked towards Hannah with a calm expression on his face.

"You're Hannah. Srein: Right, refugees from Merrill who fled the village of Midland? ”

He said that he didn't care about the stench of the garbage heap, and that some mages would be able to place a breeze barrier around them to ward off most of the miasma, perhaps Viscount Springfield had cast such a spell right now.

"Yes, yes, sir."

Hannah bowed gently, she hadn't spoken directly to the other person, and this was not a good time.

"You look nervous, what's going on?"

Viscount Springfield said, without a hint of ripple in his voice.

"No, no, sir, it's because it's too cold."

Hannah said, the tremor in her voice becoming more pronounced.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not going to do anything to you."

Viscount Springfield said, and he took another step closer.

"Big, adult, in fact, ......"

Hannah lowered her head, glanced at the trolley out of the corner of her eye, and continued.

"Actually...... I'm worried, I'm worried that Wendland will call...... Your Excellency, as you know, my old man and I fled from the south, and Wendland has reached the plateau, and I am worried about ......"

"You don't have to worry, Wendland won't do anything to this castle."

Viscount Springfield smiled, and he continued.

"As long as Prince Leotis is here, this Keynzburg will not fall, don't worry."

The soldiers behind him also straightened their backs, as if to show some loyalty to Viscount Springfield.

"Okay, okay, since the adults have said so......"

Hannah bent over, saluting Viscount Springfield and turning to leave.

"Wait, Hannah."

The other man called out to Hannah again, causing her to shiver.

"W-What?"

Hannah turned her head, her expression stiff.

"The barbecue you made tonight tastes quite good, if you have the chance, teach me how to make it, I'm quite interested in cooking."

"Yes, yes, sir."

Hannah nodded, then turned back and slowly pushed the trolley full of rubbish until it was far from the manor gate, and then quickly turned the cart into a dark alley.

"Lord Ian Gray?"

Hannah exclaimed hesitantly, but was silent in response.

"Is it ......?"

Hannah's mind was still thinking, but suddenly the garbage heap bulged, and a figure stood up from the car, and he pushed away the wooden plank covering his body, and the top layer of garbage suddenly fell to the side of the road.

"Phew, I don't want to get into this pile of garbage again in my lifetime."

Shiloh shook off the leaves, put aside the plank he was hiding in, and jumped out of the cart.

"It's great you're okay."

Hannah thought that Shiloh had died under the spears of the soldiers, but she didn't expect Shiloh to escape by leaning on this plank.

Shiloh, of course, wouldn't tell Hannah that he had already cast the Will Barrier, and that even if he was hit by a spear, he wouldn't hurt much, he patted his clothes, and then spoke to Hannah.

"Lady Srein, I want to ask you to do one more thing."

"What, what?"

Hannah had almost given up her life to help Shiloh, but Shiloh's request again made her tremble and unable to respond.

"Help me get a message to Princess Eliephis."

Shiloh thought for a moment, but continued.

"Tell her that I will come back early in the morning in three days to save her, tell her, don't give up hope, tell her that no matter what, I believe in her."

The silver moon hung high, the stars sighed, and under the night, the expression on Shiloh's face was serious and serious, and he said, both to Princess Elefils and to himself.

"Okay, I'll convey it as much as I can...... Mr. Ian Gray, where are you going? ”

Hannah asked, even though she knew that Shiloh was going to help her escape from the manor, but she didn't know what Shiloh was going to do next.

Shiloh just smiled at Hannah's question, and then said lightly.

"To the south, I'm going to catch up with some old friends." (To be continued.) )