In a daze, Alfer pushed Vincent's right leg pressed against his chest away - he had always slept honestly for some reason, and he was pressed by Vincent's long legs and had nightmares about breathlessness, Elph got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water to drink, and opened the corner of the curtain to confirm the time.

The sun had risen for a while, and Alver had roughly estimated that it should be ten o'clock, and he had slept for about six hours.

The kettle was mixed with lemon slices, and after soaking it overnight, the water had a sour taste, which stimulated Alfer's taste buds and dispelled his sleepiness. Elph decided to get up, lately he had been staying up until midnight or even early in the morning to sleep, getting up at noon, and after a hasty meal, he began to hurry—it was a problem to even sit down and have a good meal when he was in trouble—the more tired, the more troublesome, the harder it was to rest well, and this routine made Alfer often feel tired, and he was worried that one day the banshee would be in a bad mood and kill himself while he was sleeping.

Elph crept to wash, there was no one in the hall, everyone didn't seem to get up, only another butler-like person stood in the hallway outside the guest suite, and when Al pushed the door out, he was startled by the man.

"Are you awake?" though Alver looked like a standard teenager, the butler used an honorific title, albeit with little emotion in his tone.

"Uh...... Yes......"

"Do you need breakfast? I personally recommend that you eat less, because there will be a banquet for you and your companions at noon. "This butler is a young pure demon with purple skin and a light gray pattern on his face, his eyes are pale gold, his black hair is meticulously brushed with hairspray, and he can't see any expression on his face, so that when he doesn't speak, it's like he has a straight face.

"No, no, I'll wait until noon. Perhaps because of his long-term relationship with Vincent, Alfer has become less adept at dealing with this kind of person who can only act at a glance, and he involuntarily leaned against the right side of the hallway, "I'll come back from a walk, and the others probably haven't gotten up yet." Alph was about to slip away, but was stopped by the butler.

"You go down from the other side and are a little closer to the castle garden. ”

Alver blushed, answered with an "oh-oh thank you", turned and walked in the direction the butler had indicated.

When wandering in the garden, Elph found that the castle of Erba City was very interestingly repaired, the whole was a serious gray tone, but the base looked very old, the higher it was, the more new and old stone bricks alternated, making the castle as a whole look a little strange bells and whistles; If this was in the wild, he would have picked a few to make a specimen for Vincent and Carl.

When he was wandering bored and bored, Vincent poked his head out of the window and called out to him, "Alver, why did you get out?"

"Good morning, Vincent," Alver looked up at Vinson's frizzy hair, "I'll wake up and slip out, do you want to come down for a while?"

"I thought you had been made to disappear by the banshee," Vincent leaned on the windowsill, "I'm hungry." ”

"There is a butler in the hallway, you can ask him for food. ”

"Forget it, you wait for me, I'll go for a walk, see the sky won't be long before it's time for lunch." ”

After a while, Vincent came down with his hood neatly dressed, and complained to Alver that the butler at the door startled him, "It was like sticking to the door, and I almost kicked it when I opened the door."

Alver nodded, indicating that he was also scared enough.

"Hmm...... Vincent......" Alfer looked at Vincent for a while and said, "Honestly, forget it at night, but in broad daylight, especially here, you are more conspicuous with a hood, it is better to take it off, because I see that many people who are repairing the garden are not demons, and your appearance is not conspicuous here, but you are like a thief with a hood." ”

"Huh?" Vincent sat on a stone bench under the vines, lifting his hood to reveal his golden hair, "Then I'll pick it up, it's troublesome to be targeted by the guards." ”

The two sat on the stone bench and chatted about what had happened recently, and had a heated discussion about what the "water tongue" looked like, whether Carl's amulet could affect the banshee, and whether Carl could rely on this craft to please his wife in the future.

"I don't think so," Vincent said earnestly, "unless he's as fine as a grass firefly ring, it's no good thing." ”

Alver smiled and bent down, "Do you still remember that Carl said to make you a Hello for Lady Milan? ”

"I don't!" Vincent didn't admit, but his face was still red.

At noon, the purple-skinned butler found the two children who were testing their melee skills in the garden, and sincerely suggested that they wash their hands before going to the table for lunch, because the spies ordered by the lord last night had already found the whereabouts of the chief of Diru Village, which was in the underground casino on the edge of the slums of Erba City.

Alfer felt his body tremble uncontrollably, the inverted pentagram scar on his neck seemed to swell, and he faintly heard the wheezing sound that didn't belong to either of him and Vincent.

At lunchtime, the table was full of demon souvenirs, and Elph barely tasted what was going on, and his mind was full of banshees' "hurry up, hurry up, hurry up......

It didn't even seem to happen at noon, but Elph felt unlucky enough to be urged by a resentful banshee with her ears whispering, so while putting on the equipment, Alfer raised the leather gauntlet in his right hand and yelled, "Ah!! you're enough!! shut up, I know!!"

Alfer had never spoken to anyone so irritable and rude, at least in Vincent's impression, Alfer had always been polite and even weak, Vincent was tying his waist bag, and was inexplicably yelled at by Elf's voice, and his hand shook and pulled a dead knot.

"What's wrong, Elf?"

The anger on Elver's face didn't have time to be withdrawn, and when he looked at Vincent, he was a little vicious, "Banshee, you've been urging me!

"Uh...... I may not say that properly," Vincent said cautiously, "but Elver, you are seriously angry, and your eyes are ......."

Even in broad daylight, Vincent could tell that Alfer's blue-green eyes were glowing faintly.

Alph put the glove on, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, forcing himself to calm down.

Vincent tried to tell a few bad jokes, but to no avail, he could only grab a few candies in the candy tray and stuff them into Elver's waist bag, and peeled one and stuffed it into Elver's mouth, "Sweets are said to make you feel better, and you can solve it right away, don't be angry, bear with it a little longer."

Alver nodded, squeezing a smile to Vincent.

Ten demon soldiers dressed in rough clothes, looking lazy and lazy to follow Elph to the underground casino where the village chief of Diru Village is, looking no different from ordinary civilians who want to play, one of them is the purple-skinned butler, when they approached the door, the man stopped Vincent and Elf, "The child will be thrown out of the frame when he enters, we are waiting here, and the others are already lying in ambush around." ”

The housekeeper bought Alfer and Vincent a cranberry juice popsicle and pulled the two children to squat to watch the children in the slum play with marbles.

The Banshee of Wrath shut up after Elver's departure, which made El feel much better.