Evening.

The bustling crowd gathers into a lively scene, and the perfect town is lit up, like the bright light of Mars in the quiet night, dotting the quiet world.

Lanka enthusiastically prepares for the ceremony at the bazaar, which is more like a celebration.

The shop opened late in the evening, and the lights were lit up to prepare for the evening's activities.

Vivi was very interested in holding the dry wood that Marse's servants had just chopped, and she could be seen everywhere in the market.

Occasionally, when I bumped into Lanka, who was also busy, I would be embarrassed at first, but when I came back to my senses, I couldn't help but smile friendly, such a one-sided smile seemed to be separated by something.

He wondered, "How... Finish? ”

Under the lights, Weiwei's delicate and delicate facial features are even more attractive, and her bright black eyes reflect the bright candlelight.

A white dress that she had graffiti was even more indescribably cute, holding dry firewood, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her delicate cheeks were a little gray, which recalled her thoughts like a waking up.

"Oh! It's nothing—" She chuckled dryly, her eyebrows twitching.

Then he left without knowing what to do, leaving only a pure white back for Lanka.

The people who passed around her were like a disappearing landscape, and Lanka just subconsciously paid more attention to her, and continued to busy himself without thinking too much.

Aunt Simon of Mr. Pea's family was carrying a lot of wild fruit from the island of Fais and was on her way to deliver free food to the celebration.

Lady Victoria was not idle, but all she could do was the herbs for health.

Ms. Piska helped to set up the homemade lanterns on the street.

The street is full of laughter, and the warm candles along the street render a rare warmth.

The Marseille tribe, also unsettled, was in the inner garden and was pointing fingers at the servants in the inner garden.

The gardener's grandfather never asked about the world, and still leisurely stayed in the front garden to take care of his potted plants.

Lady Jutta had been haunted since her previous visit, and had been hiding in her own room, not knowing what to do.

There is only a trace of sunset left in the distance of the sky, and the starlight that is about to appear in the sky at the other end is like ink, forming a gradient of beauty on the horizon, and the air that is no longer sweet is filled with a heavy atmosphere.

Qi Qi half-knelt in front of the low desk, holding a quill in his right hand, and carefully recorded something on the parchment.

She was dressed in a white crop top short, with a long waist-tied skirt like a cascading waterfall of quicksand, a simple black single ponytail, leaving only broken hair on both sides of the bun and oblique bangs parted on the side.

With a focused and indifferent expression, the trembling long eyelashes fell into a deep shadow, and the deep black eyes were tightly bound to the paper.

'Knock knock'

The sound of footsteps outside made Qiqi wary of what he had written, a testimony that he would need to hand over to the Magical Branch after leaving the Isle of Fais in the future.

to explain what happened on the entire island of Fais, and what happened.

Before she could fully retract it, the sliding door was pushed open.

Qi Qi, who was a little flustered, was stunned, and the person in front of him glanced into the corridor, then looked at her blankly, and whispered: "Is it almost written?" ”

"Charlotte, you're scared me to death."

Qi Qi patted his chest, and there was another false alarm, "Don't always appear suddenly and scare people to death!" After complaining, he withdrew his gaze and responded to him calmly, "There is one more sentence to wrap up, do you want to take a look?" ”

He stood up and tried to hand him what he was holding.

However, Charlotte refused, "No, we should almost go to the market to deal with this event." Sideways sweeping across the room, glass-like gray pupils appeared with a deep meaning, "What about Xiaoyou?" ”

It's still a bland tone, and there's no emotion.