"What's going on here?" Ah Fa ran over, his ears and cheeks flushed. It would be funny if it was on someone else's face, but Filin knew it meant he was angry.

"This man, and one of your assistants," said the Tirsi, "interferes with people while they take their animals from their stables!" he proclaimed arrogantly.

"The cliffs are not Tirth's animals. He was born at Fort Stag six years ago, and he was there. Filmin made a statement.

The man looked at Filin haughtily. "Filin didn't talk to you, he was talking to him. He held out his finger and pointed at Ah Fa.

"Filin has a name, my lord. Ah Fa pointed out coldly. "Afa, who is the acting steward of the stables, acts as Borges when he accompanies Crown Prince Hermes on his expedition. He also has a name, which is Kaz Silverglow, who comes to help him from time to time.

He, Filin's horse boy, and Filin's horse belonged to the stable.

As for you, my lord, if you have a name, no one has told Filin, and I don't know why you are in Firin's stable. ”

Borges really taught Ah Fa well. People exchanged glances, then turned around and walked back to the stables at the same time.

"Filin is Lance, the groom of the Duke of Ram.

The horse had been sold to the Duke of Filin, and not only him, but also two other speckled mare and a gelding. Take a look at the film here. ”

As the people slowly turned, the Tirsi took out a scroll.

When he saw a piece of the red wax seal of Fort Stag, his heart suddenly shook, and it seemed that it was true.

Ah Fa slowly took the scroll and glanced at Filin as he stepped forward to stand beside him.

He knew some words, but reading had always been a problem for him, and although Borges had taught him some, literacy was not an easy task for him. From behind his shoulder, he watched as he unfolded the scroll to study.

"It's clearly written. Tirth said, reaching for the scroll. "Let Filmin read it to you?"

"No hassle. As Afa picked up the scroll, he said to the Tirthians, "It's written in detail, but it's clearly missing.

Although His Majesty Prince signed, the cliff was not his horse.

It and the two mares, as well as the gelding, are all Stag Fort horses, and only King Creek can sell them. ”

"Crown Prince Hermes is not here, and now His Majesty Prince is acting for him. ”

Filin put his hand on Ah Fa's shoulder to stop him from getting angry.

"It's true that Crown Prince Hermes is not there, but King Crick and Princess Floya are there, and one of them must sign the paperwork before they can sell the horses in the stables of Fort Buck. ”

Lance snatched his scroll back and examined the signature himself.

"I suppose that in the absence of Hermes, the signature of His Majesty, Prince Majesty, should be enough for you.

Everyone knows that the old king is delirious most of the time, but Floya's words, this is ...... She's not from the Zhiyuan family, really. So, in Hermes's absence, His Majesty was—"

"Prince. Filmin said the word precisely. "To belittle him in words is to betray him, and it is the same to call him a king or a queen, just because he is neither. ”

Filin planted the suggestive threat deep in his mind. Filin wouldn't directly accuse him of betrayal, or he would have died, but even a bastard like Lance was not worth his life trying to repeat his master's audacious claims. Film's eyes widened as he watched.

"I don't have any malicious ......"

"It's okay. "As long as you remember not to buy horses from people who don't have horses." These were all Stag Fort horses owned by the king. ”

"Of course. Lance trembled in panic. Perhaps it was a wrong document, and he believed that something must have gone wrong. Fei Lin went back to find Fei Lin's master. ”

"A wise choice. Ah Fa whispered softly beside Film, regaining his authority.

"All right, let's go!" Lance pinched his manservant and pushed him, only to see the boy glaring back at the people as he followed his master.

Filin didn't blame him, because Lance was the kind of guy who had to vent his anger somewhere else.

"Do you think they'll come back?" Ah Fa asked Filin calmly.

"They will come back, or Your Majesty will have to return the money to the Duke of Ram. ”

People pondered that possibility in silence.

"So, when they come back, what are people going to do?"

"If you only have His Majesty's signature, don't do anything. If the document has the signature of the king or princess, you must hand over the horse. ”

"One of the mares is pregnant!" Ah Fa protested. "Borges has high hopes for the pony, what will he say if the horse leaves?"

"People have to keep in mind that these are horses that belong to the king, and Borges doesn't blame you for doing what you are told. ”

"Filmin doesn't like that. He looked up at Filin with worried eyes.

Filin thought that if Borges was here, this would not have happened. ”

"Filin thinks it will, Ah Fa, don't think it's your fault. Filmin suspects that this may not be the worst thing that will happen to people before the end of winter.

But if they do come back, don't forget to tell Filin. ”

He nodded heavily, and he left.

The visit to the stables had become unpleasant, and he did not want to pass through the rows of stables and wonder in his heart how many horses would be left before the end of winter.

Filin walked slowly through the courtyard, then walked into the fort to go upstairs to his room. Filmin stopped at the steps. Hermes?

No response. Filin could feel his intentions and sometimes even thoughts in Filin's heart, but whenever he tried to find him, there was no answer, which made Filin panic.

If Filmin had been able to speak in code with unmistakable accuracy, none of these things would have happened.

Fihrin paused and cursed Galen and the good he had done to Firin, as he had burned out all of his arcane magical abilities, leaving him with only an unpredictable mutilation.

But what about Cadon and Rosen, and the other members of the Mystic Sorcery team, why didn't Hermes use them to inquire about the situation and let them know his wishes?

A wave of fear crept through Film's mind. The pigeons of Velotru, the beacon of the beacon, and the whisperers in the beacon. All the lines of communication in the kingdom, and the channels of communication with the king, don't seem to work.

These channels of communication linked the five principalities into a unified kingdom, rather than an alliance of dukes. They are more urgently needed than ever in these turbulent times, but why are they losing their effectiveness?

Filin left the problem to Etro, hoping that he would summon Filin as soon as possible. Lately, he hasn't been as frequent as he used to be, making him feel like he doesn't have private conversations with him as often as he used to.

Or didn't he also exclude him from his life?

Maybe it's because I'm hiding Filin's secret from him, or maybe it's because of the natural distance between the assassins.

Filmin walked to the door and saw that Rosemary was giving up knocking on the door to leave.

"Are you looking for Film?" Filmin asked her.

She curtsied solemnly. "Princess Floya wants you to go to her as soon as possible. ”

"That's now, isn't it?" Fihrin tried to make her smile.

"No," she raised her head and frowned at Film, "Filmin was saying, 'As soon as possible, my lord. 'Isn't it?'

"Of course. Who told you to practice these rules diligently?"

She sighed heavily. "Philensmann. ”

"Ferencsmann is back from his summer trip?"

"He's been back for two weeks, my lord!"

"You see, he doesn't even know! The next time Filin meets him, he'll tell him how good your conversation is. ”

"Thank you, sir. Completely oblivious to her own careful manners, she staggered to the top of the stairs, and then Filin heard her brisk footsteps cascade down like falling pebbles, like a waterfall.

The child was a good fit, and it was no wonder that Filensmann wanted to train her to be a messenger of the message, which was one of his duties as a clerk. After a few moments of entering the room, Filin changed into a clean shirt and went downstairs to Floya's room, where Rosemary opened the door after knocking.

"Isn't this coming. Filin told her that she was dimpleing with laughter at the sight of her.

"Please come in, sir. Let Film's mistress inform Film's mistress that you're here. She told Filin, then pointed to a chair and motioned for Filin to sit down, and ran into the inner room with a puff of smoke. Fei Lin heard the whispers of the ladies coming from inside, and saw them chatting while embroidering through the crack in the door. Floya looked sideways at Rosemary, said goodbye to the others, and walked out to find Firin.

Later, Floya came to Firin. For a moment Filyn just stared at her, her blue robes and her blue eyes shining against each other, the late autumn light shining through the swirling glass window on her gleaming blonde hair.

Filin stared at her, and then realized that her action was from Hermes, so she lowered her eyes and immediately stood up and bowed, but she didn't wait for Filin to stand up straight. "Have you been visiting the king lately?" she asked.

"Not in the past few days, my queen. ”

"Well, then, he suggested that you visit him tonight. I'm worried about him. ”

"As you wish, My Queen. Filin kept waiting, knowing that this wasn't the real reason she had come to me.

After a moment she sighed. "Kaz, he feels more lonely here than ever, can't you just call Filyn Floya and treat Filin as an ordinary person a little?"

The abrupt change in tone made Filmin almost lose his balance. "Of course. Filmin replied, but his tone was still too formal.

dangerous

Nighteye whispered.

Dangerous?

This is not your partner, but the leader's partner.