"People better not go back together. As she spoke, she approached Film, then stood on tiptoe and kissed Film's chin. Filin doesn't know who to be angry with: Crick, who made the situation so chaotic, or Ariana, who believes in his plan.

Filin didn't kiss her back, she didn't say anything, just hurried away, creeping up the narrow crack in the rock and disappearing from Filin's sight.

The joy of the whole afternoon was gone, and what had been a beautiful thing like a shiny seashell was now a fragment under the feet of Filin. Film's mournful walk back to the castle in the wind and rain, his unbraided hair falling on Film's face in strands, the damp blanket smelling of wool, and the red dye sticking to Film's hands.

Filin went upstairs into the room to dry himself, and for his pleasure he carefully concocted the perfect poison against Valles, which would torture his intestines before he died.

When he had mixed the powder evenly, he poured it onto a piece of paper, and he put the potion away and stared at it, almost wanting to eat it himself for a while, but then he picked up the needle and thread and sewed it into the cuff of the film and carried it with him.

Film's doubts about whether he would actually use it made Filmin feel more like a coward than ever.

Filin didn't go downstairs for dinner, nor did she go upstairs to find Ariana. Filmin opened the window to let the wind and rain splash the floor of Film's room, and he extinguished the fire and didn't light any candles, just because those actions were in the mood of Filmin at the moment.

When Etro opened the channel, he deliberately ignored him, just lying in bed staring out the window at the heavy rain.

After a few moments, he heard a hesitant footsteps, and Etro came downstairs and appeared like a ghost in the gloomy room of Film.

He glared at Film, then walked over to the window and slammed it shut, and asked Filmin angrily as he fastened the window, "Do you know where this smell comes from in Film's room?" Filmin didn't answer, he raised his head and sniffed around like a wolf.

"You're getting poison here?" he asked suddenly, and then walked over and stood in front of Firin, "Kaz, you didn't do anything stupid, did you?"

"Silly, is it Film?" Filmin choked with laughter.

Etro leaned over to study Filin's face. "Come up to Filin's room!" he said in an almost benevolent tone, and took Filin by the arm and led Filin upstairs.

It was a delightful room, with a fire burning in the fireplace and a bowl of ripe autumn fruit;

But this is too out of tune with Filin's mood at the moment, he just wants to smash things, but Filin doesn't do this, but asks Etro: "Is there anything worse than being angry with your beloved?"

After a while he said, "Watch your loved one die, and then get angry, but don't know how to deal with it.

Filin thought it was even worse. ”

Filin slumped into a chair without armrests, his feet kicking forward.

"Crick has been tainted with His Majesty's habits. Smoke, laughing leaves. Only the god Elk knows what else is in his wine.

This morning, before he had even taken his medicine, he began to tremble, and then he drank the wine mixed with them, and inhaled the smoke of his entire chest;

When he reiterated that he wanted Filmin to have a relationship with Hermione, and that it was for Filmin's good, he fell asleep in front of Filmin's eyes. Filin revealed this, and there was no doubt that Etro already knew what Filin had just told him.

Filin stared at Etro. "Filyn loves Ariana. Filin confessed to him. "I've told Crick Filin that he loves another lady, but he insists on betrothing Hermione to Film, and asks Filmin why he can't understand that he wants the best for Film.

Why, then, could he not understand that Filin wanted to marry his beloved?"

Etro looked like he was thinking. "Have you discussed this with Hermes?"

"What's the use of that? Even he had to marry a woman he didn't love. When he said that, it felt as if he had betrayed Floya, but Filin knew it was true.

"Would you like some drink?" said Etro softly. "It will calm you down. ”

"Nope. ”

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Filin.

"No, thank you. After seeing how Crick 'calmed' himself with wine this morning...... "Filmin let this complaint go away. "Was that man never young?"

"He used to be very young. Etro smiled.

Perhaps he remembered that his parents had chosen to be his wife, and that he was reluctant to marry her, and that he was unhappy to marry her;

It wasn't until after her death that he realized how much he loved her.

On the contrary, he chose his own desires, just because of a dizzying passion. He paused for a moment, "Filin doesn't speak ill of the deceased. ”

"It's different. I said.

"How?"

"He's not going to be king, and whoever he marries will only affect me. ”

"It's not that simple. "When the five principalities need unity, do you believe you can refuse to associate with Hermione without angering Planck?"

Filmin was sure that she decided not to associate with Film. ”

"How do you do it? Be a nerd? and put Creek to shame?"

Filmin felt trapped. Filmin tried to come up with a solution, but found only one answer. "Filin will only marry Ariana and no one else. Speaking out loud made Filin feel better, and then Filin's eyes met Atero's gaze.

He shook his head, "Well, you don't want to get married. He noted.

"Probably not," Filmin agreed, "maybe people won't be able to get married, but they'll live together......"

"And raise a bunch of your own little mongrel. ”

Fei Lin stood with a spasm all over, his fists clenched involuntarily. "Don't say that. Filin warned Etro, then turned away and glared at the fire in his room.

"Even if Filmin doesn't say it, other people will. He sighed, "Kaz, Kaz, Kaz." He walked up behind Filin, put his hands on Filin's shoulders, and said in a very, very gentle tone, "Maybe let her go!"

The hands he placed on Film's shoulders and the tenderness melted Filmin's anger, and Filmin raised his hands to cover his face. "There's no way to do that. Filin said through his fingers, "Filin needs her." ”

"So, what does Ariana need?"

A small candle shop in the backyard with honeycomb, kids, and a legal husband. "You did it for Crick so that Filin could do what he wanted. "Filin accused Etro.

He took the hands that were open on Filin's shoulders. Flynn heard his footsteps far away, and he poured the wine into a wine glass, and sat back in the chair in front of the fire.

"I'm sorry. ”

He looked at Film. "Someday, Kaz Silver," he warned Filin, "those words will not be enough.

Sometimes it's easier to pull a knife out of a person than to ask him to forget what you said, let alone angry. ”

"I'm sorry. Filmin repeated.

"Me too. He said briefly.

After a while, Filin humbly asked him, "Why are you seeing Filin tonight?"

He sighed. "The smelted man, southwest of Fort Stag. ”

Filin felt a gasp. "Filmin didn't think he needed to do this kind of thing anymore. "When Hermes sent him to the battleship to speak in code, he said that maybe ......"

"That's not what Hermes meant. Crick had been informed of this, and he decided to do so. Hermes has long been ......

Exhausted, and people don't want to bother him with other things at this time. Filming covered his face with his hands again. "Isn't there anyone else who can do this?" Filin pleaded with him.

"Only you and Filin have been trained like this. ”

"Film's not talking about you," Filmin said wearily, "Filmin doesn't think you'll do this kind of work again. ”

"Really?" said Flynn looked up at the anger in his eyes.

"You conceited silly boy! Kaz, when you went to sea with the battleship Rox, who did you think kept the robbers from invading Fort Stag all summer?

Or do you think that because you want to evade this task, you don't need such work anymore?"

Feeling a pang of shame that she had never felt before, she turned away from his anger. "Oh, Etro, he's really sorry. ”

"Sorry for you for evading responsibility, or sorry for thinking that Filmin can't do this task anymore?"

"Both. Filmin was sorry for everything. Suddenly, Filmin gave in completely.

"Please, Etro, if one more person who cares about Filin is angry with Firin, he doesn't think he can stand it. ”

Filin looked up at him steadfastly until he forced his eyes to meet Filin's.

He raised a hand and scratched his beard. "This summer is long enough for both of us. Pray that the god El will drive the storm away from the red ship so that they will never come to attack. ”

People sat in silence for a few moments.

"Sometimes," said Etro, "it is easier to die for your own king than to give him your own life." ”

Filin bowed his head in agreement, and then joined him in preparing the poison so that he could once again carry out the killing mission for the king of Filin.

The autumn of the third year of the Battle of the Red Ship was bitter for Crown Prince Hermes.

His battleships have always been his dream, and he also pins all his hopes on them.

He believed that he could drive the robbers off his shores, and even in the worst winter blizzards, he would be able to successfully drive the robbers to the shores of the enemy's outer islands.

But these early successes aside, his ships did not dominate the entire coast as he had hoped.

In the early winter he had five warships, two of which had recently suffered serious damage, and the only one intact was the captured Red Ship, which had been refurbished and had been piloted by a crew to assist in cruising and escorting merchant ships.