"And then what did she say?"

"Didn't say anything. He grinned. But she blushed so beautifully. ”

He sighed, suddenly serious. I asked her directly if there was anything else that scared her, but she straightened her shoulders and tucked her chin away, as if I was trying to extract a confession.

As usual, she said that she sincerely thanked Filmin for her concern, but said that she could take care of herself. Then he asked even quieter, "Will she call for help when she needs it?"

"I don't know. Filin admitted. "She's got a lot of courage, that's her own fighting rule. She'd turn around and take it in stride, but I'd sneak around, trying to cut through the mess when she's unprepared, and slip away.

Sometimes she really makes me feel like a coward. ”

Borges stood up and stretched his limbs, making his shoulders rattle.

"You're not a coward, Kaz, this film can vouch for it, maybe you just know the possibilities better than she does.

I wish you didn't have to worry about her anymore, but I've clearly wasted my efforts. I will look after her as much as I can, within her permission. Then he squinted at Filin. "Ah Fa asked me today who the beautiful woman who often looks for me is. ”

"How do you tell him?"

He didn't say anything, he just looked at him. ”

Fei Lin knew this, and he also knew that Ah Fa would not ask about it again.

After Borges left, he lay on the bed on all fours, trying to rest, but in vain.

Fei Lin lay quietly and did not move, thinking that even if Fei Lin's heart was still up and down, at least Fei Lin's body could rest.

A man of general knowledge would have put his thoughts on the oath to the king, but Fihrin was afraid that most of his thoughts had gone to Ariana, who had been left alone in her room.

When he couldn't take it anymore, he got up from his bed and slipped into the castle.

The hall downstairs was still faintly noisy, and the hallways were empty.

Filming walked quietly up the stairs and told herself to be very, very careful, just knock on her door, or go in for a moment to see if she was okay......

You're being followed. Nighteye's emerging alertness to Borges made its voice the faintest whisper in Filin's heart.

Filin didn't stop, because it would let the people who were following Filin know that he was suspicious.

Filin deliberately grabbed his shoulders and took the opportunity to glance behind him, but he didn't see anyone.

Smell and see.

He did so, taking a short breath and then inhaling more deeply, and then smelled a faint smell in the air, the smell of sweat and garlic.

Filin explored softly, blood freezing all over his body.

The man was hiding by a door at the far end of the hallway, a swarthy, slender and always half-eyelid whim, a member of the arcane sorcery team that had been recalled from Vilotru.

Film's extreme caution in touching the arcane spell protection that obscured him, this subtle concealment made Filmin not notice him, a kind of quiet confidence, he believed that he could quietly stop Filmin from doing what he wanted to do in a while, very cunning and ingenious, more subtle than the power shown by Cadon and Lawson.

This man is much more dangerous.

Fei Lin walked up the steps and picked up the extra candle before returning to the room, as if that was the only purpose for Fei Lin to go out.

When he closed the door, he felt his mouth dry for a while, and then sighed tremblingly.

Filmin forced himself to examine his defenses, and found that he did not stay in Filmin's heart, nor did he spy on Film's thoughts, but only applied his own thoughts to Filmin to make it easier to follow Film.

If it weren't for Nighteye's warning, he would have followed Filin to Ariana's door. Filin forced himself back on the bed again, trying to think back to all of Filin's actions since he wanted to return to Fort Stag.

Filmin didn't see him as an enemy, because he didn't radiate hatred like Cadon and Rosen.

He has always been an insignificant quiet boy, and when he grows up, he is so inconspicuous that almost no one notices him.

What a fool Filin is.

Filin thinks he hasn't been following you before, but he's not sure.

Nighteye, Brother Filin, how can he thank you?

It's good to be alive. There was a pause. Help him bring ginger cake.

You deserve it. Film eagerly assured it.

Borges's fire was fading, and before he fell asleep, he felt the air in Etro's room blow into Firin's room. It seemed like a relief to get up and go to him.

Filin noticed that he was waiting impatiently for Filin, and he walked around the small room, and when Filin stepped out of the staircase, he pounced and grabbed Filin.

"Assassins are tools," he hissed to Filin, "and I don't seem to have made you understand that." People are just tools, not acting according to their own willpower. ”

Filmin stood silently, shocked by the anger in his tone. "I didn't kill anyone!" said Film, indignantly.

"Shhhh If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure. He replied. "I've done so many missions, and there have been many times when I didn't do it myself, but I gave someone else plenty of reasons and opportunities to do it for me, right?"

Filmin was speechless.

He looked at Filin and sighed, his anger and strength coming out, and then he whispered, "Sometimes, all you can do is clean up the aftermath, and sometimes people just have to resign themselves to their fate." People aren't wheel-turners, boy, and what you're doing tonight is really underthinking. ”

"The servant told me the same thing, and Borges didn't think Floya would agree. ”

"Floya and her children will spend their days in her mourning, and so will Creek.

Look at their current situation, a foreign woman, the widow of a deceased crown prince, the mother of an unborn child, and a person who will not be able to exercise power for the next few years.

His Majesty treats Crick as a helpless old man of a weakened mind, perhaps a competent puppet, but not enough to pose any threat, and His Majesty has no reason to throw them aside immediately.

Oh, he agrees that Floya's situation is not safer than before, but she is not directly opposed to His Majesty, and that is where she is now. ”

"She didn't tell him what people had found. Filin said reluctantly.

She couldn't say it, as was evident from her demeanor and her willpower to resist him.

He demotes her to a widow, but you restore her to the princess's prerogative, and what Filin is really worried about is Crick.

Crick was the only key person, the only one who could stand up and speak, even if it was in a soft voice, 'Hermes is alive and His Majesty is not qualified to be the crown prince.' He is the one His Majesty must fear. ”

"I see Crick, Etro, I really see him.

I don't think he'll reveal what he knows, and he's still the cunning man after his sluggish body, his numbing addictions, and his intense ailments. ”

"Perhaps. But he was buried in the depths, and drug addiction and illness would make an otherwise wise person do stupid things.

People who are dying of their injuries will do whatever it takes, and illness can make people take risks or defend themselves in unusual ways. ”

He explained it too clearly. "Can't you consult with him, and don't let His Majesty know that he knows Hermes is alive?"

"If that damn Valles doesn't get in the way of Film, he might be able to try. At first, the situation was not so bad, and at first, he was very obedient and useful, and very easy to manipulate from a distance.

He never knew that the herbs sold to him came from Filin, and he never doubted that Filin existed.

But he was now clinging to the king like a piece of kraft candy, and even the servants could not let him go any longer.

From that point on, he would often only see Creek for a few minutes at a time, and if Filin's brother could stay conscious for half of the meeting, he would be lucky. ”

His tone revealed something informative, and Fei Lin couldn't help but bow his head in shame.

"I'm sorry," said Filin calmly, "sometimes I forget that he's more than a king to you. ”

"Well, although people don't have that close brotherhood with each other, people are two old people who have grown old together, and sometimes that brings people closer.

People spend the time you have at your current age together, people talk quietly together, and share beautiful moments that are gone forever.

Film can tell you how it feels, but it's not the same as experiencing it in person.

It's like two foreigners trapped in a newly arrived land, unable to return home, only to confirm with each other that the place where people once lived really existed, at least that people used to. ”

Filmin thought of two kids running on the beach of Fort Buck, digging shellfish from rocks to eat, Ariana and Film.

Homesickness arises from time to time, and the memory of the only person who can remember the past is very lonely. Filmin nodded.

"Oh, so be it, people are going to think about how to fix it tonight. Listen now, he'll have to listen to you in person.

Promise me not to act with serious consequences without consulting me. Do you agree?"

Filmin lowered his head. "I want to say yes, and I'm willing to promise you, but recently, even some of my small actions will cause serious consequences like small pebbles in a landslide, and then things pile up one by one, so I have to make a decision immediately, and I don't have a chance to discuss it with anyone at all.

So, he can't promise you, but I promise I'll definitely give it a try. Is that okay?"

"I think so! He muttered to himself.

"That's what the servants call me. Filmin grumbled.

Etro was about to say something, but suddenly stopped. "Did he really say that?" he asked eagerly.

"Every time he saw me, he didn't forget to use that word to drink me. Filin walked over to Etro's fireplace and sat down in front of the fire, the warm heat making Filin feel very comfortable.

Borges said that too much elven bark can trigger the after-effects of depression. ”

"You found out?"