"Well, Moriarty, why did you come back so soon? Didn't you just say that you don't need to help with housework these days? Seeing Moriarty enter the Mage Tower, Haiyna, who was busy in the kitchen, immediately pursed her lips and said with a slight snort.

"Hehe, because I missed you, I came back." Moriarty rolled up the sleeves of his mage robe as she smiled as she walked over to the black-haired girl.

"Hmph, it'll be nice." Glaring at Moriarty slightly, Hayura continued to keep her head down and get busy, but there was a smile in her eyes.

"What's going to eat tonight? It smells so good. Moriarty went to the kitchen and rinsed up some carrots in another sink.

"Pork knuckle stewed with beans and vegetable salad, and the staple food is thin noodles." Haiyuna cleaned her hands, took out a white apron from the cabinet next to her, and carefully tied it around her waist for Moriati.

"Haha, it's all what I like." Moriarty smiled at the girl.

"yes, what's the solution?" Haiyuna deliberately showed a helpless expression, but after only a few seconds, she couldn't help but laugh again: "Speaking of which, my father complained to me once a few days ago, saying that the food I cook has been more and more biased towards the taste of Erathia recently, which is really biased. ”

"Really? It seems that the uncle also has an opinion. Moriarty looked at Hayna's joyful face and smiled.

After a year of getting along with each other, Moriarty has a considerable understanding of both Schmidt and Hayurna. Although His Excellency the Intermediate Mage always had a stern expression and did not smile, Moriarty could still detect from some clues in his daily actions that his love for Haiyna's father and daughter was true. In Moriarty's view, Schmidt may just not know how to express and communicate.

"I can't say yes. I think Dad might be a little bit..."At this, Hayuna suddenly paused and stopped talking.

"Something?" Moriarty asked, taking the washed carrots out of the sink and slicing them with a knife on the countertop. Because of the foundation of a first-class warrior and uninterrupted swordsmanship practice, the carrot slices cut out by Moriarty are very neat, and the thickness is uniform, which is quite beautiful.

"It's nothing." In fact, the word "jealousy" came to Heryna's mind, but how could such words be pronounced to Moriarty, so she could only vaguely pass: "By the way, when I came out of the library just now, I met Mr. Lloyd, and he said that in the afternoon, a Mr. Rupp from Erathia came to visit you. However, he only waited outside the academy for a while and left, leaving behind two letters. ”

"Rupp?" Moriarty's heart moved, and he stopped what he was doing.

"Give." Hayarna opened a drawer, took out two envelopes, one large and one small, and handed them to Moriati.

Moriarty wiped his hands dry and took a look. The big one was a pale yellow brown paper envelope, and the seal of the envelope was sealed with red melted wax with the Ensberg family crest; The other envelope was pink with a hint of roses, but it was unsigned.

"Whose letter is this?" Hayyna stood against Moriarty, her eyes fixed on the pale pink envelope.

"This should have been sent by my father, and I've been waiting for it for a long time. If his letter doesn't come again, I'm afraid I won't have the money to pay for the next year's tuition. Moriarty patted the vellum envelope, shook his head, and then pointed to the pink one: "As for this, it should be Matiel's letter." She was a young lady from the Viscount Salk's family, and because she loved gardening, she had corresponded with me to discuss some tips for growing flowers. ”

"Matiel... Miss? A noble lady also knows how to grow flowers? Haiyana asked, as if in disbelief. …,

"She's just a beginner." Moriarty smiled faintly, and then directly handed the pink envelope to Hayna: "You help me open it, I want to read my father's letter first." ”

"It's... All right. After a moment's hesitation, the black-haired girl took Matiel's letter again and opened it.

Ignoring Haiyna's slightly smug expression, Moriarty directly broke the seal of the large envelope and pulled out the letter inside, which was a total of two pieces of paper. One of them was a letter from Baron Ensberg, and the other was a cashier's note of Casillas with a face value of nine thousand Erathia gold coins.

Putting the cashier's check away, Moriarty read his father's letter. Speaking of which, it was the first time he had received a letter from the Baron since coming to Bracada.

The content of the letter was simple, except for a few words of greeting, and the main thing the Baron told Moriati was that his wedding to Mademoiselle Farazia had been postponed for some reason, and was scheduled for the spring of the following year. If Moriarty wishes, he can return to the Ivy Manor to watch the ceremony.

"I'm finally getting married." Moriarty quickly finished reading the baron's letter, folded it, and sighed faintly.

Although such an outcome had been expected, Moriarty still felt an inexplicable anger rise in his heart. Perhaps, this is the instinctive emotion that still retains in the body of zài.

"Morty, your letter." At this time, Haiyana also quickly "reviewed" Matiel's letter, and then obediently handed it back to Moriati.

"Yes." Moriarty took it and read it again.

Unlike Baron Ensberg's scholarly style, Martiel's handwriting is much more beautiful and feminine, just like herself. In the letter, Martiel first apologized to Moriarty, explaining that the reason why she had sent this first letter a year later was because the political situation in Kent was too chaotic, so it was inconvenient to contact Moriarty rashly.

It turned out that a month after Moriarty's departure from Erathia, Viscount Salk suddenly demanded a public apology to the nobles of the county on the grounds that Viscount McLelen had failed to pursue the thieves, and claimed that Salk's side would take over the pursuit of the female sand thieves again. As for Salk's "slander" and "trouble", Viscount Maclelan certainly did not obey, and in turn accused the other party of being indecisive and kind in the execution of the captured thieves, which in turn caused the people in Kent to fluctuate and the situation was unstable.

In the face of the fierce conflict between the two viscounts, the nobles of Kent County also joined the two camps actively or passively after weighing the interests of their respective families. However, what is very interesting and puzzling is that Baron Ensberg, who had previously been rumored to join forces with the Salk family to jointly open the Kent Racecourse, did not stand on the same side as Salk, but neutrally stayed out of the matter under the pretext of preparing for the marriage with the Faracha family. On the contrary, the Rochenta family, who had been trying to get close to Salk, unexpectedly threw themselves under the command of Viscount Maclelen in this "twin wrestle", and even Lord Royanta criticized Viscount Salk for his procrastination and irresponsibility in handling the captives in public several times.

Because of this background, Martiel, the only daughter of the Salk family, could no longer correspond freely with Moriarty as before. It wasn't until a year later, when the political turmoil in Kent had finally subsided, and most of the nobles were drawn to Baron Ensberg's upcoming wedding, that Martiel brought the letter to Guòrupp's caravan.

"Morty, Baron Ensberg, is he really going to get married? So what are your plans? "Hayuna had just read Matiel's letter, and knew that it was mainly about it, and that the rest was just a few greetings and a little exchange in gardening. …,

"Plans? Naturally, I was ready for the annual assessment in three days. Putting away Matiel's letter, Moriarty's heart was already calm, and there were no more twists and turns.

"What about Erathia?" Haiyuna also felt a little conflicted, she didn't want Moriarty to be distracted by some family affairs, and she felt that if she let it go like this, Moriarty's interests would definitely be damaged in the future.

"There, it's fine." As originally planned, Moriarty had no intention of getting into a dispute with the baron's father, which was foolish and impossible to succeed.

"Well, I'll let you decide." Haiyana nodded, no more.

That night, His Excellency Schmidt did not come down for dinner, but asked his daughter to deliver the food directly to the main floor of the tower. After seeing that they didn't have a chance to eat with the mid-level mage, the other three mage assistants hurriedly ate and returned to their respective rooms.

After tidying up the table with Hayna, Moriarty returned to his assistant's room to meditate and rest.

Three days later, according to the instructions of the college, Moriarty went to a small practical room on the fourth floor of the large teaching building, which was the examination room for his annual examination.

After a little grooming, and then smiling at Haiyna, who was standing at the other end of the corridor not far away, Moriarty knocked softly on the door of the real yàn room.

"Come in." As a voice sounded in the room, the door of the heavy room slowly opened, and Moriarty walked in, and the door closed again.

Entering the room, Moriarty saw two mages, a man and a woman, sitting behind a test bench, looking at him. Moriarty knew both of them, but he hadn't communicated much.

The man among them was thirty years old, named Suke, and a second-class professional rank; The female mage Michelle, the first level of the professional level, just passed the guò promotion test half a year ago and became an official mage.

"Good morning, Master Suke, Master Michelle. I'm Moriarty. Ensberg. Although the other party was only a first-level or second-level mage, Moriarty couldn't be rude, and first saluted the examiner.

"Yes, please be seated, Moriarty Apprentice." Suke nodded, pointing to a chair in the center of the room.

"Yes." Facing the two mages directly, Moriarty sat down in his chair.

The annual appraisal was announced.