"Yes, but it can also be caused by the environment. However, Hermes often seems to be depressed, and he takes it a lot. But as I said before, maybe it's just the environment. ”

"Maybe people will never know. ”

"You've been very vocal tonight, not only by name, but also by motives. ”

"Everyone is celebrating in the hall tonight, and Your Majesty is sure that he has captured his prey.

He let all his guard down, and his spies were allowed to spend the night in peace. He looked at Filin sourly. But Filin believes it won't last long. ”

"So, you think someone might be eavesdropping on people's conversations here?"

"As long as the situation allows, he can eavesdrop and peep anytime and anywhere, and in the same way, others may also eavesdrop and spy on me, but this is just a possibility. However, if a person is lucky, he will not live to the age of Film. ”

A long-ago memory is suddenly filled with meaning. "You told Filin that you were blind in the Queen's Garden, and that you had no influence at all. ”

"That's true. ”

"So you don't know ......"

"I don't know what Galen has made you suffer. I've only heard rumors, but these gossips are often untrustworthy and far from the truth.

But the night you almost got killed...... No way. He looked at Filin with strange eyes.

"Do you believe that I may have known about this and not done anything?"

"You promised not to interfere with Film's studies. Filmin replied stiffly.

Etro sat back in his chair and sighed as he leaned back in his chair. "I don't think you can trust anyone completely, or trust anyone to care about you, and I was speechless, and I don't know what the answer is. First Borges, and now it was Etro's turn to make Filin look at himself uneasily.

"Oh, okay. Etro relented at Filmin's silence.

"Think about what I mentioned at the beginning, the plan to make amends. ”

"What do you want film to do?"

He exhaled through his nose. "Don't do anything. ”

"But ......"

"Don't do anything, and remember all the time. When Crown Prince Hermes died, he believed in it, and believed that His Majesty was qualified to succeed the crown prince, and had the right to do whatever he wanted.

Soothe him first and let him not be afraid of anything, because people must make him believe that he has won. ”

Fei Lin thought for a moment, then got up and pulled out his waist knife.

"What are you doing?" asked Etro.

"Do what His Majesty expects Filin to do, believing that Hermes is indeed dead. Filin reached behind his head and grabbed the leather rope that tied the warrior's braids.

"I have big scissors. Etro pointed out annoyedly, then walked over to grab the scissors and stood behind Firin. "How much do you want to cut?"

Filin thought for a moment. "I wanted to keep it as short as I could, as short as I would for a crowned king. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Your Majesty will expect this from Film. ”

"I think that's true. Etro cut off Filin's braids with a knife from the knot. It was strange to watch it suddenly fall in front of Film, whose hair was less than Filmin's chin at the moment, as if he was a boy again.

Filin stroked his hair to feel its shortness while asking him, "So what would you do?"

"Try to find a safe place for the king and Floya. I must be fully prepared for their journey, and when they leave, they must disappear like shadows at dawn. ”

"Are you sure you need that?"

"Is there any other way for people to go? They are now hostages, powerless. While the inland dukes have their hearts set on His Majesty, the coastal dukes have lost faith in Crick, but Floya has made herself their ally.

Fihrin had to pull the thread she had strung together to see what could be done to at least ensure that their safety was not used against Hermes, who had returned to her hometown to reclaim the throne. ”

"If he comes back. Filin said gloomily.

"When he returns, the spirit will be with him. Etro looked at Filin sourly.

"Try to believe something, boy, for Film's sake. "There is no doubt that the period during which Galen mentored Filin was the most painful of Fellin's days at Fort Bucks, but the week after that night meeting with Etro was almost only a little better than those painful days.

People are like ant mounds that have been kicked open, and no matter where Fei Lin is in the castle, everything reminds him that the foundation of Fei Lin's life has been shattered, and it is indeed not what it used to be.

A large crowd of people from the landlocked principalities had come to witness His Majesty's ascension to the crown prince, and Borges and Afa would have been busy if the stables had not been empty for a long time ago.

The castle was full of outlanders, the tall, yellowish-haired Farrots, and the sturdy Tilsi farmers and shepherds, who contrasted sharply with the mournful soldiers of the Fort of Stag, and clashes broke out from time to time.

The complaints from Fort Buck d'Buck devolve into a mockery comparing the invasions of the landers to the raids of the outer islands, and there is bitterness in the humor.

In contrast to the influx of people and business opportunities into Fort Bucks, there is a constant flow of goods from Fort Stag.

Every room of the Fort was brazenly plundered, and the tapestry and carpets, furniture and tools, and all the supplies flowed out of the castle and were loaded onto barges and transported to the commercial beach upstream, always said "for safety" and "for the king's comfort".

Half of the castle's furniture had been shipped onto the barge, which left the master in the fright at a loss as to how to accommodate the full house.

In the next few days, His Majesty seemed to be trying to destroy what he could not take with him before leaving.

At the same time, he went on a rampage to make his succession as extravagant as possible.

I don't know why he's going to go to such lengths, at least for me, it's clear that he wants four of the five principalities to fend for themselves.

But as the servant had warned Filin, it was pointless to measure His Majesty's actions in his way, because there was no common standard to speak of.

Perhaps, insisting that the princes and nobles of Velotru, Violet, and Clausius witness his succession to the throne of Hermes was a subtle revenge that Filin could not understand.

He didn't care how hard it was for the coastal principalities to be trapped and how hard it was to get them here, so I wasn't surprised that they were late.

Upon arrival, they were also frightened by the big move in Fort Stag. Rumors aside, His Majesty, the King, and Floya's plans to leave the land were not officially informed of the Coastal Grand Duchy.

But long before the arrival of the dukes of the coastal principalities, he endured the vast chaos, and Firin's life was fragmented and uneasy.

Cadon and Rosen began to haunt Film, and he was alerted to the fact that they were often following Film, and whispering to Filmin at the edge of his consciousness, chasing Film's loose thoughts like a bird, trying to steal Film's occasional daydreams and unheightened moments of life.

That was bad enough, but now they just wanted to distract Filmin so that Filmin wouldn't notice the more cunning tracking. Therefore, he did his best to defend his heart, although he knew that maybe I would also block Hermes because of this.

Filmin was afraid that this was their true intention, but he did not dare to reveal it to anyone. Filmin constantly keeps an eye out for anyone following him, exhausting all the senses that Nighteye and Filmin possess, and vows to be more vigilant in detecting the schemes of the other members of the arcane spelling team. Boli watch, which used to be stationed at the commercial beach

Helping to settle King Creek, Filin doesn't know where the cowardice is, and he can't ask anyone privately. Filin only knew that he had long been

Not on the battleship Kensada, so worried. I was also going berserk with anxiety about not being able to detect if Lust was following Film.

Did he know that Filin sensed him, or was he so high that Filin couldn't notice it? Filin began to live tremblingly, as if his every move was being watched.

Not only did the horses and breeding animals disappear from the stables, but Borges told Filingafa that he had gone one morning and that he had no time to say goodbye to anyone. "They took the last good animals yesterday.

The best ones were long gone, but these were good horses, and they would take them overland to the commercial beach, and Ah Fa was informed that he had to follow.

He went to Filin to protest, but he asked him to go, at least so that the horses would be properly cared for in their new home. Besides, he had nothing to do here, no stable manager from anywhere. ”

Filming silently followed him on the route of the former morning patrol, and only old or wounded horses were left in the maternity room, and the barking of the noisy dogs was now only a sighing bark, and the horses that remained were either unhealthy, or had little hope of getting ahead, or were old horses that had passed away, and wounded horses that had a glimmer of breeding hope.

When he came to the soot-filled stable, Film's heart froze, and he couldn't say a word.

Filin leaned against its manger and covered his face with his hands, and Borges put his hand on Filin's shoulder, and when he looked up at him, he smiled incredibly and shook his head with his hair cut short.

"They came to him and Hong'er yesterday and he said they were stupid, the horses were taken away last week. They were fools to believe what Filin said.

But they took your saddle away. ”

"Where are they?" Filin tried to ask.

"It's better not to know. Borges said mysteriously. "It's enough for one of the people to be a horse thief. After that, he stopped talking about it to Film.

Visiting Starstar and Rem in the evening is not as calm as expected. Filmin knocked on the door, and it took an unusual pause before the door opened.

Filin found things in the living room scattered all over the floor, worse than Filin had seen before, and Rem was listlessly tidying up, piling up more things on the floor than usual.

"Is this a new plan?" said Film, trying to take it easy.