The carriage drove unhurriedly in the afternoon sun, and after passing a few streets, it stopped in front of a coffee house not far from Shantaloye Avenue, and as soon as Arya and Anne got out of the carriage, they saw a strange little boy come out of the coffee house with red eyes on his eyes, the little boy hung his head and passed them, and they turned their heads to look at the boy.

The brown curls were dusty like a bird's nest, and he wiped away his tears with his small stained hands, his round face as ruddy as apples was wet everywhere, and his loose and fat clothes hung like dirty rags on his thin body, and his dark brown shorts and cloth shoes were patched with different colors.

Because this coffee house is located in a more prosperous area, it has always been a favorite resting place for nobles, celebrities and commoners, so this coffee house is like a mirror, projecting all kinds of people, and you can see the life of yourself that you have never been exposed to. Arya looked at the boy's departing back with pity, her hands clenched into fists subconsciously, and Anne noticed the change in her and cast a worried look at her.

"White, you wait for me here, and send us home after the drink." Arya smiled and placed two silver coins in the groom's palm.

"All right, miss." The groom happily put the silver coins in his coat pocket and watched them enter the café.

They pushed open the wooden doors of the café, and the smell of wood mixed with the sweet smell of coffee and milk melted them into a warm and sweet atmosphere. The spacious interior is quite bright, and because of the military parade, there are not many customers in the store, and it is surrounded by carefully carved gray stone walls, revealing a simple style, and the matching wooden tables and chairs are new and bright.

On the inverted triangular wooden shelf on the side of the table and chair against the wall, there is a cute and delicate large wishing bottle, which contains a lot of colorful small notes, and some gorgeous handmade origami flowers and stars.

"Hello, Miss Arya, Miss Anne." The owner, Anderson, stood at the order counter and greeted them with a smile.

The man has a terrifying black beard, but he has the gentlest eyes and the most kind temper in the world. Anderson often wears a blue susbar, a white shirt underneath, and he is of medium stature with a white apron with ruffles.

At first, Arya was scared when she first came into contact with him, but as time went on, she discovered that Anderson was not as vicious as he seemed, and people who knew him often called him "Gentle Fierce Anderson" in private, and Arya felt that the name was very appropriate for him.

"Mr. Anderson!" Seeing this kind man, Arya's expression instantly recovered, and she walked quickly to the order counter, "I heard that you have recently configured a new drink, what is it?" Her upper body was prostrate on the countertop, happily asking.

"It's this, Blueberry Milkshake." The middle-aged shopkeeper with a beard but kind eyes turned around and took out a basket from under the cabinet and placed it in front of Aria. Glass bottles of pale blue liquid huddled together with a soft clattering sound, and a gilded paper tape was tied around each bottle, and Arya spotted a pale pink strawberry milkshake.

"Is this an extra strawberry milkshake you gave me?" She took the basket with both hands, as if to mean something.

"Of course, the little boy who just went out asked me to give it to you." Anderson understood what she meant, and handed her the answer in the same way, while Anne just stood quietly beside Arya, not saying a word.

"Okay, I see, then let's go back first." When Arya got an answer, she carried the basket and walked out of the café with Anne.

As soon as they came out, they saw White sitting on the ground resting, and when they heard a noise behind him, White turned his head and immediately stood up and put on his hat: "You are moving so fast, Miss." ”

"Haha, thank you for the compliment, you can send us back directly!" Sitting in the carriage, Arya poked her head out of the window and said to White.

"Okay!" White sat down quickly outside the carriage, pulled the reins, and the carriage gradually drove back to the road.

Sensing the carriage moving forward and the sound of horses' hooves and wheels getting louder, Arya quickly picked up the strawberry milkshake in the basket and looked at the bottom of the bottle, which was covered with folded brown paper. Really! She immediately unfolded the slip of paper, poring over every sentence on both slips of paper.

"Damn Kane! This bastard thing! I will never forgive him! After reading the words on the note, Arya cursed in a low voice with a look of resentment.

"Is it Kann's masterpiece again?" Seeing her so angry, Anne leaned forward and whispered curiously.

"Yes! Anne, do you remember the little boy who passed us by at the door of the coffee house? Arya looked up at her, and Anne nodded vigorously.

"The boy's name was Lemo Sidelin, and the Listerin family was originally an aristocratic family, and it is said that someone within the family squandered the family property, and finally disappeared in defeat. The boy, a descendant of the Sisterling family, now lives in the slums with his mother, who sells bread for a living. "But yesterday, Lemo's mother was sick and couldn't afford to go to the doctor, so Lemo took out the family's only valuable heirloom and wanted to sell it, only to meet Kane at the door of the store—"

"Wait, that is, that golden cross that Cann showed us is ——!" Anne covered her mouth in surprise.

"That's right, that golden cross is the heirloom of the Sisterling family, the 'saint', and the only hope that Lemo used to save his mother's life, and Kann not only snatched it, but dared to show it off in front of me......!" Speaking of this, Arya's face was gloomy, she clenched her fists in anger, her knuckles turned pale from overexertion, and she lowered her voice and continued, "So, my goal tonight is to get back the 'Saint' and return it to Lemo. ”

"Then you must be careful, Kane is learning swordsmanship from Mr. James this time, maybe there are other moves......" Anne shook Arya's hands worriedly when she heard Arya's voice.

"Don't worry, Annie, I have a way to deal with him, this unclean fellow! I'm going to teach him a hard lesson this time! Arya returned to her normal voice, scolding and putting the note in her pocket, while holding Anne's hands behind her to comfort her.

The carriage carried them back to the gate of the Dushant manor, and as soon as they got out of the carriage, they saw Nanon in a menacing posture at the door, like a fat celadon teapot. Not good! Arya's heart was empty, and she immediately hid behind Anne, only daring to show half of her head to peek at the housekeeper, as long as Nanon looked like this, even if it was her own smile, she couldn't help it! Arya screamed with remorse.

"Miss Arya, where have you been, and you haven't come back for lunch?" Nanon crossed his hands on his hips and stared at her with a serious expression.

"Well, Nanon, let's go to Shantaloye Avenue to watch the military parade, the Knights of Fervent are really good, they are all handsome and handsome men! We had a picnic at Carden Park because we were so fascinated by it......"

"I don't care where you go, but the next time you go out for a picnic, please remember to inform my butler, lest I tell the chef to make lunch and no one will come to eat it." Nanon straightened up and interrupted Arya amicably, but her expression and voice did not change.

It turned out that Nanon was angry about this, Arya knew that she had indeed gone a little too far, so she jumped out from behind Anne, she slowly walked up to Nanon, lifted her skirt with both hands, lowered her voice and bowed her head to apologize: "I'm sorry, Nanon, I apologize for scaring you in the morning and for not informing you in time, please forgive me." With that, Arya's delicate hands gently climbed up to Nanon's left arm, and she raised her head and dropped a kiss on her cheek.

"Oh my God!" Nanon's eyes widened, and she turned to look at Arya's face with a cheerful smile, she covered her chest with one hand as if frightened, and took Arya's left hand with the other, and her originally serious face softened: "How dare I not forgive you?" There is no more pleasing lady than you! I don't feel at ease in the morning, and if you don't make a little fuss, I'm still weird! But you're always out of the blue, so it's a good idea to let me know so I can arrange work for the next people. ”

"Okay, I remember! Also, Nanon, take this, it's a blueberry milkshake, you can make afternoon tea for the maids, and I'll take a bottle of strawberry milkshake in it. Arya handed the basket full to Nanon.

"Yes, miss." Nanon smiled and took the basket with both hands.

"Oh yes, when are Mom and Dad coming back?" Arya asked curiously as she turned to leave.

"The lord and lady will not come back until the day after tomorrow, and they will come back for dinner." Nanon pulled out a small book with a cowhide cover from his pocket and told her the itinerary.

"Okay, since Mom and Dad are not here for the past two days, then the lunch and dinner for these two days should be prepared simply, I'll go back first! Annie, let's go! Hearing Arya's voice, Anne bowed to Nanon and ran to Arya's side and walked with her into the house.

"Nanon looks so happy." Anne looked back at Nanon, who had walked into the maid's room with a basket of drinks and humming a tune, and whispered into Arya's ear.

"After all, it's my fault first, and I should apologize, and then the rest—" Arya stood at the top of the stairs in the hall, turning her head to look at Anne, her emerald green eyes flashing with a secret brilliance, "It's just waiting for the night to fall!" ”