"So you've always known Mr. Flogiza and are related to him?"

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"Hmm. The half-elf nodded.

"How is your relationship with your family?" asked the question for the tenth time.

"No comment. ”

"You say you're nineteen, have you been raised in the Elven Realm?" asked another judge.

"Of course. Aliana's tense nerves relaxed unbearably, and she changed her position, "Do you seem to have asked this question thirteen or fifteen times?"

The judge ignored it, and according to the records on the paper, when the question was asked the eighth time, the half-elf girl lost her temper. But they know that people are more tired after anger, especially for people who are constantly on the lookout for traps. Due to the asymmetry of information, Alina must always be careful and consider her own rhetoric, which consumes a lot of her energy with the passage of time.

"So you've been living with Mr. Flogisa or any other member of your family?"

"What's the matter with you?"

"This has a lot to do with the outcome of the trial. One of the judges said in a loud voice, as if reciting an ancient poem, "According to the laws of the ×× of the Empire of Jofia, the defendant must answer everything that is relevant to this trial. ”

"But.... Alina, though dizzy, was still a little sane, "This obviously has nothing to do with my identity forgery. ”

"Whether your identity is forged or not, the key is whether you are a member of the elven aristocracy. Another judge said he was right, and that was a big reason why Alina was not taken away after admitting that she lied.

"You mean, as long as I'm not living with Frogissa or any other family member, I'm not?"

So they began to argue fiercely about this issue ....

The housekeeper inserted the old key into the lock hole and opened the door, and Christina, who was drinking tea in the living room, looked at the uninvited guest outside the door in surprise. Four men in ominous blue uniforms unceremoniously stepped onto the clean floor.

Christina frowned and put down her teacup. I don't know if it's because of the rudeness of the visitor, or because of the unknown identity of the visitor, after all, no one wants to see the blue uniforms of the investigators of the "Imperial Intelligence Agency", especially when they are still uninvited guests.

"Beautiful lady Christina interrupted. The leader is a middle-aged man who is smiling, and his big nose is impressive, "The afternoon sun is very beautiful because of you." ”

He stepped forward and held out his hand, and out of politeness, the blonde girl raised her hand and grabbed his wrist and shook it gently. But she still sits.

"Nephew, why are you here? Are you trying to find something from my room that is a believer of God?"

"Of course not. The smile on the big nose didn't change in the slightest, "You won't believe that your roommate could be a cunning god follower spy." ”

It may seem that this word is no different from what must be in your mouth. Christina picked up the handkerchief she was carrying and gently wiped her wrists, "Do you have a search warrant?"

The investigators behind Big Nose looked at each other and smiled, what is that? The vultures of the Empire don't need it at all, it's their prerogative, they're above the law, and it's one of the big reasons why many nobles are afraid of them. Christina glanced at the three people behind the big nose, a look of disgust on her face.

"Ms. Christina, it's still being stamped. Big Nose said as he motioned for his men to search Alina's room, "If you want to take a look, I'll give it to you myself in the evening." ”

"Bring the brazier. Christina didn't answer, but said to the maid beside her, "It can be used to disinfect clothes." ”

The maid looked at her master in confusion.

"Burning ash is a form of disinfection, especially for clothes that have been contaminated with vultures. ”

Vulture, is the nickname of the Imperial Intelligence Agency.

She understood, nodded, and walked out the door.

"A healthy forest is complete with bald eagles. The big nose smiled slightly, and took out a black stick from his waist, "Dear Lady Christina, I hope that one day you will understand the meaning of our existence, and I am saddened by your misunderstanding. ”

The blonde girl snorted softly and watched as Big Nose turned and stepped into Alina's room.

Unlike his men, who were rummaging through the cabinets, Big Nose first pressed the stick between his eyebrows, and he closed his eyes and imagined in his mind the crucial evidence he was looking for—an ordinary-looking bracelet.

Due to magic, crucial evidence may be hidden in a quill, a piece of paper, or even a flower. But Big Nose is very confident, because the magic wand in his hand can not only detect magic items, but also find "pre-predetermined" items, even if it is placed in an extradimensional space bag. Because of this stick, he was nicknamed "Vulture Hound", because he had a sense of humor and always sniffed when searching, making himself look as if the hound was looking for something.

However, his self-confidence comes more from his trust in the "mysterious forces", and the accuracy of the information it provides is very amazing...

The golden sunlight is cut into wisps by the leaves of the two ancient trees and falls in front of the treehouse, making the treehouse look cool and peaceful.

Standing on a hill not far away, Frogiza stared at the treehouse that looked exactly like the one in her memory, and it hadn't changed in the slightest over the years. Perhaps the owner of the house, had been waiting for him to visit, he shook his head, and if that was the case, it would be awkward, more awkward than the act of communicating love with his first love, at least he thought.

The elf reluctantly lifted his foot, after all, saving people was important, and the closer he got to the treehouse, the lighter his steps became, as if he was afraid of alarming Sleeping Beauty. As he got closer, the appearance of the room came into his eyes more and more, exactly the same as he remembered, as if it had not changed since the "breakup cannon".

He saw that the shadows in the house were changing, and the treehouse was more angry, and apparently the owner of the book house was aware that someone was visiting. As soon as Frogiza stepped over the low threshold, he saw her. She sat quietly at a golden-wood table, pouring tea in a silver-carved teapot. The golden sunlight filled the room like honey, and the dust floated in the sunlight, rising and falling on her shoulders with her long silver-gray hair, and on the nose of the elves.

"You're finally back. She raised her head and whispered.

She is still so beautiful, like a blue-leaved snow lotus next to a glacial lake between the snow-capped mountains. At this time, Frogissa was really embarrassed, his heart shrunk into a ball, and he looked at her icy blue eyes, and the words of clarification could not rush to his throat. (Damn, wait a minute, we've got to teach those humans a hard lesson!)

"Svalia.." He finally whispered the name of his first love.