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Madame Butterfly broke away from her servants and returned to her room. As a nobleman, she was always surrounded by many servants. I don't usually think about it, but whenever I have something to deal with secretly, it becomes very troublesome.

Even if it is something like seizing people's territory and framing her, she can discuss it with her henchmen and vassals. These subordinates who are loyal to her, who tie all their glory and interests to her, will never leak out those shady plans.

However, if she is a magician, it is completely different.

A nobleman who does not conspire is not a good nobleman, and a magician who does not go to the stake is not a good magician. Those people don't have the tools of those big nobles in the royal capital. The church's continued propaganda has always been effective.

I really miss the time when I studied magic in the swamp, and although those bastard classmates often made some vicious jokes, the feeling of casting spells at will without any restrictions still made Madame Butterfly unforgettable.

Madame Rosa reminisced about the past and closed the door. The countess lightly touched the necklace around her neck, and the magic of the lady's fingertips spat lightly, and the delicately crafted necklace was covered www.biquge.info with a little golden light, and an invisible fluctuation swept by, instantly protecting the entire room.

"The general dispersal of idlers and soundproof enchantments should be enough"

Madame checked again, and after making sure that no one was watching, she walked to the bronze mirror next to the dresser, and Madame raised her beautiful slender thighs high, and kicked her high heels as fiery red as the hem of her skirt.

while

The lady's hard kick was obviously not able to shatter this person's tall ancient bronze mirror. After a melodious sound, a black dot suddenly appeared on the mirror, and in a few breaths, the black dot swallowed the entire copper mirror. And the original position of the bronze mirror is only a black abyss.

"Hey, broken mirror, wake up!"

Madame Butterfly is polite to anyone. Even in the face of the most despicable slaves, she always kept a smile on her face. But only to this bronze mirror

As if in response to Madame Butterfly's words, a bright red lip slowly emerged in the black abyss. But the bright teeth and red lips inexplicably made people feel a chill behind their backs, and they didn't dare to look at them directly. The red lips pulled out a smile, and said slowly to the lady with the blue veins on her forehead.

"It is a pleasure to serve you, my beautiful lady. But before that, as is the rule, I still have to ask you a question, which lady in this world has brilliant golden eyes, which lady has pure white hair, and which lady likes the crybaby Rosa the most? ”

The first two questions were originally a classic riddle among magicians. If the answer is incorrect, then the magic circle that protects the mirror will automatically activate, killing the person who activated the mirror, or self-destructing. But Madame Butterfly knew that when the first two questions and the third question were combined, the meaning would completely change, and it was definitely the mirror's own bad taste.

That's why she didn't like this broken mirror, even though it was really powerful.

"Answer me, beautiful lady."

The mirror urged maliciously, and the corners of Count Rosa's mouth twitched, but he replied anyway: "Balde's eyes are the most beautiful, beautiful gold. Balde's hair is the most beautiful, pure white. My favorite crybaby Rosa is the stupid Balde! ”

"Oh, yes, that's right. Only my lovely host, Balde, is worthy of a beautiful lady. Madam, why don't I find a time to ask the master out and then we talk? You see, your mission has been completed anyway, and you have become the Earl of Dublin. So, even if there are one or two faces, those people won't have anything to say, right? It's easy for you to be suspicious when you're always alone, and not to mention that my lovely host, Balde, is so small and so charming."

Madame Butterfly felt like she was going to be blown up, and this broken mirror was always teasing her and her master. I don't know what Balder had in mind to come up with such a thing. The fiery lady raised her hand to the magic mirror with a wooden face. Slender snow-white fingertips, a faint green glow, are slowly jumping in it.

"Ah, ma'am, I know that it will be very embarrassing to be exposed, and it is easier to get excited. But with dissociation, that's too much. Oh, could you please remove some? This spell is too dangerous, I'm a little scared."

"Shut up! I'm nothing with Balder-senpai! We just happen to be in the same dormitory! I was experimenting with a spell in my room that day and accidentally broke the bed, so we would sleep together that night! Definitely not what you think! Madame roared, hatefully lifting the green glow from her fingertips: "I'm in a bad mood right now! Hurry up and open what I want to see, and don't make me say it a second time! ”

Madame Butterfly actually understands the meaning of this mirror, after all, Christina is but this kind of thing, even if the witch is very open in that aspect and doesn't care much about this, how can she admit it to her face?

"Ah, that's right." The red lips smiled, and instead of arguing, he said, "It just so happens that I just filled up my magic power in the morning. The traces of the two people you are concerned about have also been found."

The words of the red lips gently stirred the tip of the countess's heart, and it did not wait for the count to refute, and then disappeared into shape. And a picture is slowly being generated in the black abyss

The old village chief handed the money bag to the white-haired young man and thanked him sincerely, "Thank you so much, Lawrence. You're the only one willing to come to our little place, and by the way, it's your money. ”

"I want to thank you for that. If it weren't for your trust."

"I'm afraid it's all the Lord's arrangement. Oh, praise the Lord. ”

The old man followed the example of the priests and drew a cross on his chest. But unfortunately, his posture is not standard. Neither straight enough, nor with eyes closed. If the priests see it, they might even be scolded. If it was during the ancient empire, it would be a great crime to be burned at the stake.

How can you forgive being so careless when praising the Lord!

But now it was neither an ancient empire, nor was he a priest of the Cross Church in front of him. Although the young trader is much more pious than the average farmer, the most important thing in their business is vision and luck. Therefore, there is also special respect for the Lord who dominates a qiē.

In each town, in addition to the nobles, the most worshipped are the merchants.

For example, now.

Last year was a bumper year, so it was logical for the lord to increase his taxes. This is the power given to them by the Empire and the Lord, and no one can say anything. It's just that the lord was bewitched by the cute little gold coins of the profiteers from the city, and would only accept gold coins—and silver coins, of course.

The lord's tax must be paid, otherwise the knights will let them taste the power of the whip. Naturally, the villagers could not have so many gold coins, so they could only sell the grain. And this is also the strategy of the profiteers, who came to buy grain, using the grain harvest as an excuse, desperately pushing down the price of grain.

On one side were the whips of lords and knights, and on the other side were the profiteers and their big-shouldered thugs. The elders of the village also had no choice, they knew that the profiteers would do anything for that money. Since they dared to appear in the village, in addition to the protection of those thugs, I am afraid that they have already reached an agreement with those grain merchants in the city.

Just when the village chief was in a dilemma, Lawrence appeared.

"If you weren't willing to take that grain at a high price, I'm afraid, we would have starved to death, right, those damned profiteers who must go to hell didn't embarrass you, right?"

When people get older, they inevitably talk more. The village chief chatted with the young men as he directed the boys to load the agreed goods onto Lawrence's carriage. Obviously, the old village chief still has a good impression of this young man who saved the village.

"If you need help, don't feel embarrassed and tell me. There is nothing else in the village, and there are still a lot of young and strong stick guys. ”

Lawrence smiled and shook his head, if it was him before, he naturally wouldn't dare to get involved in this kind of thing. But in his arms, there was a letter of introduction from Baron Fanzhuo. This is what Bismal secretly stuffed him when he was leaving. And even if it's a simple letter, I don't know how much it helped him along the way. The tax collector and the merchants in the city will not have any guilt for bullying foreign merchants. But if the merchant had a letter of introduction from a fiefdom nobleman, it would be a different story at all.

The so-called high price of the village chief is actually just a market price. Although he ran many times that time before he sold all the food, and he didn't get much. But as a foot trader, it is very important to have a stable supply channel. Those hardships are nothing at all.

Speaking of which, he was indeed willful at that time. Claes must be sad that he runs away alone without regard for friendship, Desmond is his hometown, he has to go back after all, and he will apologize to him when the time comes, but he is not in a hurry at this time.

The village chief saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he didn't say anything more on this issue. The old village chief continued to talk to Lawrence, and before he knew it, the conversation shifted to the man in the gray cloak who was traveling with Lawrence.

The old village chief's eyes are not good, but he definitely has a lot of experience. He could tell at a glance that it was a girl, and a very petite girl. For Lawrence's average size, he was at least two heads taller than her.

"This is"

Lawrence knew that the villagers in these isolated areas were probably very xenophobic. If it weren't for the fact that it was a matter of life and death, they wouldn't have trusted a foreigner so lightly - nevertheless, when he sold grain, he followed several village boys to "protect" him. Now when I see such a mysterious outsider dressed in a mysterious way, I always feel a little uneasy in my heart.

"Well, she's my wife. Because her face was burned by the fire, she was reluctant to take off her hat in front of outsiders. ”

An apologetic expression immediately appeared on the old village chief's face: "I'm really sorry, Lawrence, I don't know. Lord, why be so cruel to her? In that case, why not let her stay at home, running outside is always very hard. ”

"Perhaps, this is the Lord's test for us, and she may feel that it is more reassuring than a carriage than a bed."

"Yes, it's really the husband's side that can make women feel at ease the most."

Lawrence replied vaguely to the kind-hearted village chief, he actually felt a little guilty in his heart, after all, he had deceived people's good intentions. However, he must not let others see the girl's appearance. Although because of His Majesty Arcadia, the atmosphere of the empire tended to be conservative. But only with such a reason can we cut off the mind of others from continuing to snoop.

The girl is not ugly, and she is even the only beauty that Lawrence has seen in her life. The beauty of the wildness and the softness of the girl, as long as you see it once in this life, you will never forget it. However, Lawrence did not want to protect her because of her extraordinary beauty.

but

"Grandpa, it's done."

The grandson reported loudly to the village chief, and Lawrence looked back to check it, and sure enough, as he said, it was all loaded into the carriage. The merchant looked at the sky and thought it was still early, and he should be able to get to the next village. So he refused to be retained by the village chief, and after agreeing with the village chief to come next time, he drove the carriage and left the village slowly.

"Lawrence, what's wrong with you, you seem to have something on your mind?"

The girl's delicate voice sounded in the ears of the merchant who walked on his feet, and the sound was as clear and beautiful as spring water, which reminded him of that night, the beautiful scenery.

On the cargo platform, the girl's moonlit hair was as slippery as silk, like a high-quality cloak hanging on her back. The line that runs from the neck to the collarbone and down to the shoulders is as beautiful as a statue of the Virgin carved by a peerless artist, and the wrist is as smooth and detailed as an ice sculpture. The whole body exudes a chilling charm and a reassuring warmth.

"No, there's nothing wrong, Herro, this is for you." The merchant handed the maiden a wooden comb. The merchant knew that this perceptive girl might have seen through his thoughts, but as a man, he still preferred that all the pain be borne by him alone.

"You're lying to us." The girl took the gift, but her ears were still shaking, and the small bag around her neck swayed. The girl used these small movements to vent her dissatisfaction: "Look at our ears and tail! We are the supreme wolves! Whether it's our companions, the animals in the forest, or the humans in the village, all of them are in awe of us. We only have a tail with white hair in the front, which is the most proud of us; Everyone will praise us when they see our tail. These pointed ears are also our pride, our ears have never missed any calamity or lie, and have saved countless companions from crisis. Speaking of Yoiz's virtuous wolf, we don't have a second person! ”

The girl used the comb she had just gotten and combed her big tail, and said proudly: "Look at this coat color, no other wolf can surpass me!" ”

"Yes, yes"

Lawrence vaguely responded to the girl, and he knew that this alone could not be argued with her. Now that the girl had seen his worries and diverted the subject, there was no need for him to bring it up again.

It's just that no matter how far away the journey is, it will eventually come to an end. This strange girl who was with him and said that she was going back to her hometown will eventually be separated from her. After getting along for the past few months, he found that he seemed to be a little inseparable from this guy.

Originally, it was a somewhat spacious car for one person, but now it is a little narrow for two people. It's just that this feeling is not annoying at all. In this way, you can just avoid the cold and keep warm.

"Hechuan is in a bad mood, so it's better for us to stay away."

"Hmm"

The young man answered, and waved the whip in his hand in the air, and the experienced horse immediately understood the intention of the pilot. He picked up his pace and trotted up

The woman unfurls the huge fan in her hand and begins her own dance.

The accompaniment sounded softly, and in this quiet time, it was even more moving. She was dressed in a crimson dance dress, with an exotic hairpin, covered with a long veil, and a silver chull on her hands, dancing to the beat. Her dancing is like a dream, and the joints of her whole body are like a spirit snake, which can writhe freely. Suddenly, a ripple traveled from the tip of her left finger to her shoulder, and from shoulder to right fingertip. The silver chuan in her hand also vibrated with it, she was not deliberately pretentious at all, every movement was natural and smooth, like a white lotus out of the water.

Although the woman was veiled, her appearance was no longer important at this time, because her peerless dancing posture had overshadowed a qiē, and everyone's eyes were firmly attracted.

In the whirling dance, she suddenly closed her water sleeves, revealing her slender hands as white as jade, soft as boneless strokes, her soft waist was more like the wind swinging willows, and her weak body seemed to be drunk and asleep, as if she had fallen into a dream. The audience watched in fascination, spinning around the arena alone.

The woman waved the crimson folding fan, and the sleeves fluttered. The audience looked at the woman's clear gaze, and in a trance, it seemed that they saw countless petals fluttering down in the air. Swaying, petals, holding wisps of agarwood.

The beautiful eyes are still talking, and they seem to contain countless words. The woman danced faster and faster, and at the end of the dance, she even turned into a streamer, constantly dancing in the field. Like seeing flowers in the fog, hazy and ethereal, the woman is shining with beautiful colors, obviously close at hand, but so far away.

The audience was so stunned that they forgot to applaud. It wasn't until the beauty danced and bowed down that the audience seemed to wake up from a dream and applauded wildly. Men, women, old and young, as if there was no gap between their palms and their palms, they just cheered and howled to vent the joy in their hearts.

"Good work." The regimental commander handed over a hot towel and gently wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead for the pillars in the regiment.

Knowing that the kind-hearted leader didn't mean anything else, Luciola still blushed. And the members of the group on the side also coaxed together.

"Look, Sister Luciola is blushing!"

"Leader, what are you waiting for, hurry up and propose!"

The coaxing of the members made Luciola's face even more ashamed. The woman raised her eyes slightly, wanting to find out what the head of the group really thought. She was also disappointed that although Harvey's face was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, his eyes were still very clear. Obviously, he didn't have those thoughts in his mind.

"Sorry, Luciola, they just"

Still don't get it? This heart.

Lucio smiled and accepted Harvey's apology: "It's okay, they just like to joke, I know it." By the way, Harvey, I don't know if you have time for the evening, I have something to say"

Luciola had not finished her words before she had to stop. Because she saw Harvey's deep frown after taking the account handed over by the clown in the circus.

"What's the matter, Harvey, what's the trouble?"

"No" Harvey shook his head, trying to pretend that nothing happened: "It's nothing, it's just some minor trouble"

However, the clown obviously did not intend to hide it: "Commander, we can't go down any further. There's not a lot of money in the troupe, and you're always yes, you're the head of the troupe, and I know that you love this circus more than anyone else, and I shouldn't question your decision. ”

The clown pauses and takes a few deep breaths, as if to add some courage to himself. The unusually ridiculous face that was smeared with oil paint was full of sternness: "Commander, we can't go on like this!" We are a circus, not a church relief group! No matter how good Sister Luciola's performance is, the money she gets every time is limited. We can't go on like this, you have to think about it. ”

Before the clown could finish speaking, he began to cry first.

He knew that his regimental commander was a good man. A really good guy. It's hard to imagine that in this world, there are still people who insist on the bottom limit for the sake of morality in their hearts. This circus, called Harvey, was made up of people who had received all his favors and were grateful for his kindness. Over the years, everyone has endured hardships and laughed together. Everyone regards Harvey Circus as their home.

Harvey Circus, without a kind leader, would no longer be the Harvey Circus. But if Harvey's kindness is left unchecked, the circus will not be able to continue! The members of the regiment are not afraid of hardship, even if Harvey does not give them a penny, they are still willing to follow him. Originally, he gave this life, and at most he would have paid him back.

But he couldn't just watch his home go down and do nothing! He can't do it!

Harvey looked at the ledger and listened to the Joker's words, and his expression became even darker. The young regiment commander was silent for a long time, he touched the gray hair that was growing, and his eyes were full of tiredness.

"I know I'm sorry, I'm too willful, I'm sorry to hurt everyone, Luciola, I want to be alone for a while. You'll talk about it later, okay? ”

Luciola looked at Harvey's sad look and felt pain. But the woman reluctantly allowed herself to laugh, and said to her beloved, "My business is not in a hurry, you can go, Harvey." ”

Harvey said no more and turned to leave. Luciola closed her eyes in pain, and the knuckles of her fan, which gradually turned white

The picture came to an abrupt end here.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but that's all my magic can do. If you still want to see it, you can only wait a few more days. ”

"Hmm."

Madame Butterfly replied casually. And the black abyss gradually faded from its deep appearance, and after a moment of distortion, it turned back into a huge bronze mirror.

"Oh no, it's okay on Herro's side, although it's obvious that he's already tempted, but obviously the two of them haven't really realized their intentions, this can prevaricate with Karma" The witch with zero love experience leaned on the picture just now and began to analyze it carefully: "But something is obviously going to happen to Luciola's side, that woman is so strong, she is willing to follow the man, the meaning is obvious." However, how can there be such a wooden man in this world, who can't even see this? ”

"Let's hope nothing happens"

"No, if this continues, with Luciola's character, something will definitely happen!"

Madame Butterfly walked around the room uneasily, and it took a long time for the able-bodied woman to come up with a compromise. Madame Butterfly found a pen and paper and began to write on it.

"To my dear Elijah:

Things are very busy during this time, there is no communication, please forgive Platier, last time you said that your Rainbow Theatre Company lacked some competent manpower, I have been paying attention to it for a long time, and finally found a good candidate, I don't know if you have heard the name of Harvey's Circus? Yes, it's the circus that is also famous in Britannia and refuses to accept the nobles' solicitation Now, Captain Harvey has encountered ** annoyance, if you propose to merge the group, he should agree with Captain Harvey Although he is young, he has a wide range of contacts and has a good reputation among the common people. Joining the troupe with him should also be beneficial to the Rainbow Theatre Troupe

Dead girl, if you see it, hurry up and reply to the old lady

Rosa

March 27

Rosa sealed the letter and breathed a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and thought silently in her heart, hoping that it would be too late