Anne, who was sitting in the car, saw Arya covering her face, trotting out of the church, and then jumping into the carriage at once, she faintly felt that something was happening, and hurriedly sat next to Arya.

"What's wrong, Arya? I saw Mr. Perseus coming out of it, but I didn't see you, and he said you're still inside, is something going on? Anne looked at her worriedly.

"Miss, are you going back?" The driver asked from the driver's seat.

"Yes, go back!" Arya replied in a loud voice.

On the way back, Arya told Anne everything that had happened, and Anne, who had always been reserved, instantly turned from worry to excitement.

"Isn't it very nice to be praised by people who like it! That's the best place to start! Aria, you need to seize this opportunity! I'll be rooting for you! Anne happily shook Arya's hands, and little shining stars seemed to pop up in her eyes and smash at her.

"Haha... That's right...... but I'm really embarrassed! Arya's red face showed a wry smile and replied hesitantly.

When it was time for dinner, Arya told her parents in detail about the day's events at the dinner table.

"Hahaha, I guessed Pat would look the other way for our precious daughter!" When Torris heard the story, he burst out laughing, as if he had expected it.

"Pat is telling the truth, baby," Claire cast a loving and tender glance at her daughter, "and he is not very good at talking to ladies and ladies, but he is to be respectful of them out of courtesy. ”

"I remember him saying that he didn't like the socialization of the upper class nobles very much, and I think that's one of the reasons why he didn't accept the canonization." At this, Torris raised his glass and took a sip of cider, "After all, he is a child picked up by the church priest, and whether it is social, emotional, or faithful, he must maintain a pure flottery." But the child can tell which ones are worth associating with and which ones are just superficial acquaintances. ”

"Yes, he knows a lot, and he only associates with those who are intelligent, kind, and erudite, and these people are nobles and commoners, and this quality is very good." Claire nodded in approval.

It turned out that Percival was a child picked up by the priest...... At that moment, Arya somewhat understood why Percival had such a constant melancholy. His compliment to me was not a lie, but a heartfelt admiration, and Percival was a man worthy of my liking, and in the conversation of her parents, Arya was secretly convinced in her heart.

The next morning, when Arya and Anne were getting dressed and ready to go out, they bumped into Claire, who was about to sew and mend the maids' clothes, and Nanon, who was following her, holding a sewing kit.

"Baby, are you going out?" Claire threw a sunflower smile at her.

"The young lady actually went out in a riding costume." Nanon blinked, feeling a little surprised.

"Yes, Mom, I'm going out! Nanon, I want to go to the mansion with Mr. Perseus! Probably going to come back after dinner! Arya replied in a loud voice.

"Okay, got it! Have a nice trip, baby! ”

"I'll make you a supper, miss!" After receiving the blessings of the elders, they walked out of the door quickly.

"Anne, please help me keep an eye on Mr. Anderson in the past two days, try not to attract people's attention, and if you have any news, bring it back to me as soon as possible." Arya stood in front of the horses and instructed her friend carefully.

"I see, you have to be careful, don't get hurt... Come on! Anne looked at her with encouraging eyes as she handed her the bag of food, the whip, and a rapier.

"Of course! Look at me! Arya smiled in response to a wink, then mounted her horse and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As she had been there the previous day, Aria followed the route and rode along, causing a faint puff of dust to blow up the road, and when she reached the gate of the Peff manor, she found Percival standing in front of the white horse, ready to speak, talking to some of the knights, who, hearing the sound of horses' hooves, all turned their eyes to Aria.

"Hello, Miss Dushante, may I ask what further instructions Mr. Torris has given?" Before Arya could speak, Percival walked up to her and asked.

"No, I'm here myself, are you going out?" Arya sat on horseback and looked down at him.

"Yes, yesterday I sent two of my subordinates to investigate the mansion, and they said nothing, so I decided to go and see for myself. So, what are you here for? Percival waved his hand, and the knights walked into the manor.

"I want to go to that mansion with you, I got my father's permission before I went out, if you don't trust me, you can send someone to ask him now." Arya held the reins in both hands, and she tried desperately to suppress the high emotions she wanted to pop out, trying not to let her face have traces of her eyebrows fluttering.

“……！！！” Arya noticed that although Percival did not answer, judging by his expression, it seemed that he did not expect such a thing to happen.

"Miss Dushante, if you ask me to escort you to any place, or to guard any place for you, I will not hesitate to agree. But this is a mission, not an adventure game, and I have no way of knowing if there is any danger or how dangerous it is, and it doesn't matter if I am injured, and in case you make any mistakes, I cannot explain it to Mr. Torris. I know you're smart, and I'm sure you understand what I'm talking about. Percival's expression was extremely serious, and he admonished Arya in a serious tone.

Uh-oh! His serious expression is even better than usual! Arya's eyes widened, and she sighed inwardly, and within a few seconds she was falling to the ground with her stirrup, and suddenly, she removed the sword from her back, pulled the sword from its scabbard, and pointed the tip of the sword at the bridge of Percival's nose, her quick and complete movements made the other party look surprised again.

"First of all, Mr. Perseus, I thank you for your advice, but I want to tell you that I am not just a greenhouse flower who is useless except knowledge in my head, I have also learned some swordsmanship." Arya raised an eyebrow, a smile that she was determined to win.

"Well, if you insist on that—" Percival slowly drew his sword from his waist and pressed it against Arya's, announcing the precursor to a duel, "Then I'll test your strength myself!" ”

The crisp sound of the clashing blades attracted many plainclothes youths who were cleaning and tidying up in the manor, and they were surprised to find that their leader was engaged in a duel with a beautiful man dressed in an indigo riding suit and white breeches and black riding boots, and the large indigo bow on the girl's head fluttered as she moved her body.

Onlookers could see that Percival used very little force in the duel with Arya, and more quickly and quickly tested her reflexes, and Arya was keenly aware of this.

I don't want to be tempted like this... Percival......! Arya was a little annoyed, and after she raised her sword to block the side attack, she gritted her teeth ruthlessly, held the sword tightly in her hand, and stabbed straight into the armor on the opponent's chest!

Nice trick! But this offensive method is still too reckless! Parcival saw through her single-point thrust technique at a glance, he immediately dodged the attack sideways, and slammed it upwards with his sword, the sword in Arya's hand spun and came out of his hand, and after drawing a parabola in midair, he fell mercilessly to the ground, and the result was to declare Parcival's victory, and the people around him did not seem to be surprised by this, but they all discussed Arya's swordsmanship.

"It's worthy of being a group leader, but that girl is so sensitive!"

"Yes, the reaction is very fast, although the strength is not outstanding, but the skills are very good!"

"It's also good to be able to compete with the head of the group here, and I guess I've practiced for a lot of time."

In the midst of the bustling discussion around him, after Percival put away his sword, he took the initiative to bend down and pick up the fallen sword, held it in both hands and returned it to Arya, the expression on his face returned to normal, and he praised her in his mouth: "Your swordsmanship is better than that of a servant who has been specially trained for several days, Miss Dushante." ”

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Perseus......" Arya took the sword with her right hand, embarrassedly clasped her left index finger on her cheek, and then asked him in a low voice, "What do you think... Am I eligible to go to the mansion with you? ”

"Of course, you surprised me, you seem to know a lot about everything." Percival walked over to his mount, and suddenly remembered something, and looked at Arya, "Speaking of which, do you know the strange thief Rosemary?" I read the newspaper yesterday and she stole Master Marshall's stuff. ”

"You don't know, Kane has a reputation for not having clean hands and feet, so he's a frequent target of the thief. I've heard that many people have been helped by the thief, but I don't know. Arya replied on horseback with a thoughtful look.

"Do you mean that his cross is swag? But since I came back, I haven't heard of any bad deeds from Master Marshall. Percival looked down and pondered for a while, then continued: "In that case, it is necessary to arrest Rosemary, and the act of stealing things will have a negative impact on society and must be dealt with. As he spoke, he stepped on his horse and looked at Arya, "What do you think?" ”

"Aha, yes, yes......" Arya replied with a wry smile. Oh, my God! She felt her whole heart suddenly clogged and sad, and her sunny mood was half doused by a bucket of ice water in the blink of an eye.

Damn, Kane, this bastard does things like stealing chickens and dogs, do you still have to do it openly?! Percival: He's going to catch me!? How could he do that?! Arya felt like she had fallen into an inexplicable sense of crisis ahead of time.

"Then, Miss Dusant, let's go, I'll take you to the mansion, please follow me closely."

"Okay."

The two white horses were advancing one after the other, and Arya saw the solid back of the golden cloak in front of her, and her mood was a little complicated, and suddenly she thought: it is not realistic to expect a dutiful knight not to catch a thief, if there is such a day, try to deal with it! Thinking of this, she regained her vitality, smiled happily again, and followed closely behind Parcival towards her destination.