Fast forward to the feast, and Polya wears the traditional white robe of Sunset City, the corners and neckline of the robe are embroidered with gold thread, and the hem of the robe is embroidered with a majestic city with the red sun as a background - the symbol of Sunset City, exclusive to the lords.

The girl's face was not as rosy as before, and she was pale as if she would faint at any moment.

Her lips were tightly pursed, and she stared into the distance without saying a word.

She was surrounded by four or five handmaidens, some of whom carried trays filled with all sorts of food, from roasted golden dripping legs of lamb to snow-white cheese with freshly baked wheat bread, to freshly picked dew-stained figs.

Another person carries a milk jug with a slender spout, and another holds a cup of refreshing honey.

The two older maids persuaded earnestly on the side: "Noble girl, please eat something." ”

"Look at this leg of lamb, how burnt and crispy it is!"

"And this high-quality milk cool, usually only the lord of the castle can enjoy it."

"Even if you drink a glass of milk."

Polya was silent as if she hadn't heard anything.

Several handmaidens looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

In the stalemate, the sound of joyful gongs and drums and people's laughter were faintly heard in the air.

Polya immediately raised her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and the elderly maid next to her, who was old in the world, observed her words and immediately said, "It's a merchant group, it must be a secret opera merchant troupe!" ”

Polya stood up with a bang, raised his feet and walked out.

The handmaidens glanced at each other, hurriedly lifted the hem of their skirts, and followed closely.

As Polya walked out of the castle gates, several guards quickly joined the group.

The voice didn't get louder as she walked out of the castle, and it was clear that the location of the merchant group was not in the upper part of the city, where the magnates lived.

Polya walked on foot towards the Midtown where the common aristocracy lived.

All the sedan chairs I encountered along the way stopped and honestly leaned against the side of the road.

As she advanced, horse-drawn carriages began to appear on the road.

Two guards from the City Lord's Mansion took the initiative to step forward to clear the way for her, so the carriage also stopped on the side of the road, and the middle nobles in the carriage came out of the carriage and saluted respectfully.

Watching Polya and his party gradually walk away, many aristocratic girls showed envy on their faces.

The laughter grew louder and louder, until it was deafening, and a long, unseen convoy appeared in front of Polya.

The convoy consisted of many wagons, to be exact, drawn by various animals, among which Polya had only seen horses and oxen, and others, which little Anthony had told her about.

Elephants, lions, camels, giraffes –

She identified them one by one, and in addition to the different animals pulling the carts, each car also had its own unique logo indicating the goods she was selling.

A plate with a piece of roast meat represents food, bandaged hands mean herbs, gemstones are the favorite jewelry of ladies, and there is even more assortment of clothes.

There is a slender ribbon with flowers floating on it, indicating that this is a car shop that specializes in streamers on hats.

Polya was very interested in every car, and she stopped for a moment in each car, and the maid beside her glanced at the people waiting next to her with excitement on her face, and carefully reminded: "If you are interested, we can summon them to the City Lord's Mansion, and you can choose them slowly." "Dede

Polia ignored him and walked straight to the next car.

The convoy was too long, and many of the wagons began to repetitive, and Polya gradually lost interest, and she spent less and less time in front of a carriage.

Finally, her steps were so fast that she skipped the carriages with the same flags.

Until a carriage with a peculiar flag appeared in front of her, and on it was a transparent crystal ball with a line of text: Want to know your fate? My baby.

She looked up at the carriage, and on the curtain was another sentence: Fate has brought you to me, come in and see him.

Polya's heart moved, and he lifted the curtain directly, and the curtain fell behind him, cutting off the sight of the reluctant handmaiden, and at the same time blocking the bright sunlight.

It took her a moment to get used to the dimly lit environment inside the carriage.

In front of him is a small square table, on which is a transparent crystal ball identical to the crystal ball drawn on the flag outside.

Behind the small table, there was a woman covered in a black veil, with a headscarf on her head covering most of her face, revealing only her chin and plump red lips.

"My child, let's see your fate first."

A pair of slender and white hands stretched out and gently stroked the crystal ball, and her slightly hoarse voice opened her mouth again: "Your background is not good, but you have a very smart father, and he hid you." ”

"Lucky kid."

"When your father died, misfortune began to strike."

"Someone found you, and you were given to a nobleman."

"The nobleman has taken a fancy to you."

"Oh, but you're not happy, why? My baby. ”

From the first words of the soothsayer, Polya's eyes widened a little, and finally, she leaned forward, almost past the small square table and pressed against the other's face.

Hearing the witch's final question, Polya took a deep breath: "How can a bird with its wings cut off, a fish that has lost its sea, how can it be happy?" ”

The witch laughed softly: "If you lose your wings, then let others fly on you, and if there is no sea, then make a sea yourself." ”

Polya did not move for a long time, and after a long moment, she bowed deeply, took a dazzling bracelet from her wrist, and placed it in front of the witch.

Without saying a word, he withdrew from the carriage.

Soon, the handmaidens in the castle rejoiced, and the lord's beloved sister finally began to eat.

Grilled lamb chops, fried beef, swan eggs, and a variety of delicacies are sent into the garden.

Shortly after Polya left the divination carriage, a tall, masked man in black flashed into the carriage.

A deep male voice sounded in the carriage: "Little Anthony, what you asked me to do to your little beauty, I have done." ”

"Heh, she's such a generous patron."

With a chuckle, one hand was raised high, and on his wrist, he wore the bracelet that Polya had just put down.

The camera deflects to the man who spoke, lying crookedly in the carriage with his long legs outstretched, but his face is not clear.

His entire face was covered by a silver mask, revealing only a pair of eyes that were as cunning as a cat.