"Don't worry, let me see where the river is going. Dorothy of the Golden Hoof Crest took the map and prepared to run the acceleration circle on the deck.

There were many people on the shore who came to see them off, and there was no Duke of Michau in them.

Lycia was about to return to the cabin, only to find a familiar person walking from far away.

"Ash!" Lycia waved desperately.

Ash Campbell didn't know if he was here because of Lycia or her ex-boyfriend.

But she didn't wave at Lycia, who was bouncing around in her school uniform on the deck, and she stood on the shore with her hands clasped close to her collarbone, watching the boat leave.

"You think she'll come and see you?" Buchton didn't know when he stepped out of the cabin, holding his sword, leaning against the railing, and looking at the river.

"Not to see you anyway. Lycia snorted, holding her head a little further away from Buchton.

For seventeen years, Lycia didn't expect to be jealous of Ash's ex-boyfriend.

By mid-March, the weather had begun to warm up, and the snow on both sides had completely melted, revealing green trees.

Lycia pressed her temples, slammed the book Fullindona sold her upside down on the table, then took a sip of water from the teacup that kept shaking and making noises, and remained on the ship for two days, still a little seasick.

Less than two hours after setting sail, Dorothy, who was operating the boat, realized that she had forgotten to bring the materials to make the Stability Circle.

Tata was even more dizzy, and she had been eating for the past two days.

Lycia was going to go out to get some air, and stop by to visit Tata.

"It's almost winter, but the wind on the river is still a bit biting. Troy held the spear in his black-leather-gloved hand, wrapped in a not too thick cloak, and rotated around the deck, waving at Lycia.

"Yes, good day, Mr. Troy. ”

Tata's room was on the other side, and Lycia walked past Troy and tripped over the steps.

"Be careful. Troy grabbed Lycia's right arm with a quick hand.

"I'm puzzled, Miss Lycia, I found a painting in my father's relics, very similar to you. Troy asked as she helped Lycia to her feet.

"And me?" Lycia thought for a moment, wondering if she had some mystery about her background.

"Yes, with a pearl hair ornament, one hand on the back of the chair, and, well, head in this direction. Troy twisted his waist and imitated it.

Lycia shook her head. "I don't know, I don't look like my mother, and no one seems to tell me which relatives I look like. ”

Troy nodded. "Are you going to visit Her Royal Highness the Princess? well, let's go to Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He swapped his right hand for his left.

"I'm going to find Tata. Lycia stepped off the deck and waved at Troy.

"But it's not bad, Dimitri is in the Tata room anyway. Troy muttered, and patrolled the ship's deck in another direction. "It's weird, am I mistaken?"

"Tata, how are you, are you feeling better? Lycia asked softly as she knocked on the door.

The door was opened, and Dimitri looked down at her with the book and whispered. "Tata just fell asleep, is there anything wrong with you?"

He stepped out, then closed the door, and got so close to Lycia that she had to take a quick step back.

"It's okay, I just wanted to come and see her. Lycia didn't expect it to be three o'clock in the afternoon, and Tata had just gone to bed.

Dimitoli walked to the door of his room on his left, then opened the door, and stood in the doorway, raising his chin to let Lycia follow.

Lycia reluctantly entered Dimitoli's room, and found that he, as a member of the royal family, had a room in the cabin as small as herself, except for the bathroom and the bed, which seemed to be decorated with some things, and even the desk was just as small, and could only hold two books flat.

Dimitori marked the book in his hand, closed it and placed it on the table.

"Sit. He sat down on the bed himself, then pulled back the chair at his desk and reached out for Lycia to sit down.

"I was going to look for you. Dimitoli's hands rested on his knees.

"What's the matter?" Lycia took off her cloak, put it on the back of her chair, and sat down. "Didn't you already explain everything before you left?"

"The people of the church may have also found clues about the illegitimate child, and for the time being we are not sure if it was our people who leaked the secret, but they have people following us and are on the shore. Dimitri said solemnly, frowning.

"Your Highness, if you want me to say that this is not a private clue, it has been so long, and the killer may have told this story after a drunken moment, that is, he threw your half-brother into the swamp. Lycia poured herself a glass of water to drink. "It's cold?"

"No way, this kind of thing, wouldn't be so unsafe. Dimitrius shook his head.

"Did you say someone was following us?" Lycia took a sip and put the teacup down, not questioning how Dimitori was sure that someone was following the ship. "It seems to me that if I were the Church, it would be much more cost-effective to assassinate you at this time than to follow you in search of an illegitimate child. ”

Dimitoli didn't speak, picked up the teapot and heated it on the stove, then opened the ventilation window.

"If you believe your aunt with all your heart, wonder if it was the church that let her know that well, the bastard was left in the swamps of the lower reaches of the Bay River. Lycia found that as the heir to the throne of the Empire, Dimitri didn't even think much about it. "Otherwise, why is it so coincidental, it happens to be in the lower reaches of the Bay River. ”

Dimitoli's right thumb rubbed the side of his left index finger from time to time. "Why didn't you say it before?"

The corners of Lycia's mouth twitched downward. "I thought you'd thought all of these things, Your Highness. ”

"Actually. Dimitoli looked at the steaming teapot. "I thought about it a little bit, but my dad did go to the lower reaches of the Bay once when I was about six years old, and he stayed there for two months, and I was very impressed. Then when I was in my teens, I found out that he had an illegitimate child, and then I heard from my mother that the illegitimate child had been killed. ”

Lycia took a long breath, she didn't want to know such a detailed royal secret.

Dimitri lifted the teapot, poured water from Lycia's cup into the cartridge, and poured her a cup of hot tea. "My aunt was also very kind to me, and at that time my mother was still a willful person, and she actually knew about it for a long time, but she kept it in her heart, and it was my aunt who decided to kill her illegitimate child. ”

He paused. "My aunt said to my mother, for the sake of the crown prince, this child must die, if you can't do it, then I will come. ”

"So, I believe in my aunt. Dimitrius looked at Lycia.

She was lowering her eyes, holding the teacup in both hands, taking a sip of hot tea, and then sighing again, cute and intimate.