"I heard you were looking for me, dear Miss Count. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info "Orlando had just left the office when the man known as Mal walked in.

His brown hair was carefully combed, he had no beard, and he was handsome, and if anyone said that he was actually a woman, no one would believe him. Compared to his appearance, he was dressed very simply. A linen shirt with linen trousers, leather boots, no weapon at his waist, but always with a scroll tied to his belt, I don't know what it was used for.

Eve looked at him, caught up in a brief memory. Marl, whose full name is Maltrius, has no last name and sounds ancient. Eve doesn't know much about this man, except that he seems to be her father's right-hand man, who has helped the Duke of Rum solve several crises. And Eve, for some reason, doesn't have a good impression of him, it's just a psychological feeling.

Eve compiles all her memories of him, and is shocked to find that she knows very little about him. "Mr. Marl, I want to make sure again, is this really my father's request?" said Eve, duly asking her question, so as not to appear too rude.

Mar stooped and bowed to Eve as if he were performing a play. "I am very sure that this is what Lord Rum wants, and it is very important that Lord Rum can fulfill the mission of the peace talks. ”

"I would like to trust my father's judgment, but I still can't believe that 'that thing' has been lost for so long, and I treat it almost as a legend, how did you find out about it?" said Eve, her doubts. "Is that really worth it for us to do this? I mean, if this is just false information, not only will it not stop the war between the Nords and the Virgians, but we will be drawn into the maelstrom of this war. ”

"I ask me to show respect for your foresight, dear Miss Countess. Marr said in a playful tone. "But I can only ask you not to worry, our source is very reliable, and I am sure that it is somewhere in Kerrydan at the moment, and there is no falsehood. ”

Mar is so confident that Eve doesn't even know where his confidence comes from. "Well, I hope you're right. But I have one more question, do you have a secret mission to carry out? My people often find you disappearing from their rooms, and if you can, I would like you to tell me your whereabouts so that I can help you too. Seeing that she had almost said that, Eve asked her real question.

Marr smiled mysteriously, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. "I'm sorry, but I do have something to do, and I don't think you can help much. Oh, if you can, you can do me a favor, please don't send anyone to spy on me anymore, I'd like to have more private space. ”

“...... I'll think about it. Eve said. "If there's nothing else left, you can go. ”

Marr once again pompously said goodbye to Eve, and left the office.

When he was far away, Eve breathed a sigh of relief and said indignantly, "If you hadn't worked for my father...... Hmph, forget it, I've been tired enough these days. ”

Eve thought carefully about the past two months, she had not relaxed properly, and her shoulders were sore. "Belle, get me dressed in civilian clothes, I want to go to a circus tonight. ”

Meanwhile, after leaving the Lord's Mansion, Orlando put away his status pin and walked to the largest tavern in town, the Happy Boar, with his Aegean in his arms. Whenever the sun was about to set, he would go there for a drink, and it had almost become his habit. The owner there knew him well, and he had known him before he worked for Eve, and the man's name was Naper, a strange name, which I heard was passed down from his ancestors.

As soon as Orlando stepped into the tavern, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into his nostrils. "Hey, Orlando, come on, I'll ask you!" a large, rugged-looking man threw a bottle of wine at him.

Orlando quickly took the bottle of wine, and glanced at it, and it turned out to be Kelredan's famous gin, which is the most expensive wine here.

"Is the end of the world? There's still a time when the Iron Rooster is treated. Orlando found a corner and sat down, and the tavern was already lined with unconscious drinkers. Only a handful of people were still drinking.

"Ha, it's not the end of the world, but I'm afraid you'll be the last time you'll ever drink my wine, and I'm ready to sell it. The boss said half-drunk, half-conscious, but it didn't sound like a joke.

"Oh, what's wrong. Orlando asked. "Well, don't mention it, man, let's have a drink today!hahahaha! Come on, don't stop!" said Napp, shaking his head, self-deprecatingly.

But he didn't want to say that others wouldn't care so much. "He had so much gambling debt that he had to sell his tavern to pay off the debt. The drinkers shouted loudly, causing a burst of laughter.

"you, I've never gambled. Naber threw a rag in the man's face, who was still laughing as he ripped the object off his face. "I just had bad luck...... Damn, that's goddamn bad luck. Napp took another big gulp, then said groggily.

Orlando shook his head, he couldn't speak well in this state, so he could only keep this in mind in advance and enjoy this free good wine first.

"Huh?" was drinking, and Orlando accidentally noticed Sammer passing by the doorway. He seemed to be in a good mood, wandering around leisurely and buying a pair of small wood carvings from a traveling merchant.

Orlando smiled slightly, he had thought that this big boy would be depressed for a while, it seemed that he had underestimated him.

Just as Orlando was about to withdraw his gaze and continue drinking, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and he followed his instinct to glance into the alley behind Sanmer, where a figure was staring at Sanmer and his group. As if noticing Orlando's gaze, the figure turned and sneaked into the alley.

"Interesting. Orlando took the last sip of his glass and walked out of the tavern, quietly following down the alley.

Eve changed into a standard aristocratic civilian dress and brought only her own sword. She wanted to keep a low profile, but she ended up in trouble.

As soon as she left the Lord's Mansion, she was blocked by troublesome people. "Kagua, what are you doing here?"

In her way was a man who called himself Kagua, who appeared to be a southerner, but he himself denied it. He said they were just alike. "Guards. "Because he wasn't familiar with Kalade's language, he always spoke concisely. "God, I'm just going to see a circus, and it's Uncle Nick's, so there's no problem. "Kagua is a very serious person, but sometimes, he just takes it too seriously.

"No, I can't. Kagua was resolute, and Eve sighed helplessly. "Well, you follow me, but not with your terrible broadsword, I don't want to cause a commotion. Eve said.

Kagua nodded, took the uniquely shaped broadsword off his back, and handed it to the soldier next to him. Eve felt better, she had always disliked being too ostentatious, but she was always surrounded by swaggering people, even if it wasn't their fault.

"Keep up with me, with the go. She stopped the servant who had brought the horse and chose to go to the circus by walking.

Soon at night, the streets were filled with oil lamps for lighting, and they looked brilliantly lit. And in a corner of Kelredan, there is one place that shines brightest, and that is the famous Circus Nicholas, who are often invited by kings to perform, but are extremely stubborn in stationing their base in Kelredan, and are unwilling to leave, no matter how much others ask.

This has also become a great feature of the city of Kelredan, they don't have performances every day, only twice a month, and whenever they are ready to perform, the people of the city will put down their work and buy a ticket to see the big show.

It wasn't long before the show began, and the circus people were nervously making final preparations. A clown is practicing his fire-breathing stunt again when he accidentally catches the hair of one of the animal trainers, who quickly inserts his head into a bucket of water, and another magician seems to have added some strange substance to it. "Bang!" With a muffled sound, the trainer's hair was blown into a mass of hair.

Arthur watched these oolongs with interest, which was even more interesting than the official performance. "Hey, red-haired boy!" a thunderous roar could be heard even from afar. "My name is Arthur, and I'm not a redhead. Arthur waited for the man to approach before responding.

"Haha, don't care, redhead. It's just that your hair is unforgettable. "It was none other than the head of the circus, Nicholas, or Nick for short. "Well, what are you looking for me?" Arthur pursed his lips and decided not to argue with him about it.

"Well, it's a long story, one of our knives has suddenly disappeared, and seeing that the show is about to begin, we don't have time to find another one who can play darts. Nick said.

"What does this have to do with me?" said Arthur. "It's a big deal, little ghost, I remember your bare-wrenching skill of catching arrows with your bare hands. After much thought, I think you're going to put on a better show than the one you were supposed to be, so I'd like you to perform your trick on the missing knifeman. ”

Arthur shook his head. "Hell, why do you think I'm going to do such a thing. Nick tapped him on the shoulder, and Arthur barely stood still. "Don't make fun of me, every boy wants to show himself on stage, you can embarrass me, if you agree, I will give you a special gift, make sure you like it." Nick rubbed Arthur's head, and Arthur was very unhappy to dodge.

"I'm not a boy......" Arthur brushed his messy hair briefly. "However, I'm interested in that 'special gift,' so I'll give you a treat. ”

"Haha, I knew you would say yes. Nicholas looked very happy when he saw that Arthur had agreed. He grabbed Arthur and took him aside.

"What are you doing—" This startled Arthur, but Nick was too strong for him to break free. He was thrown into a dressing room, surrounded by countless brightly dressed women. "Quick, change this little ghost into a costume, this dress can't be on stage!"