When they came out of the manor, they got into a carriage and returned home.

After returning to Arya's room, Anne cleaned the glass vase on the dresser, filled most of the bottle of water, and put the bouquet inside, and the whole dresser instantly brightened up.

"What a beautiful flower." Arya walked over, gazing lovingly at the dew-stained flowers, closing her eyes and sniffing the refreshing fragrance of the flowers, which almost lifted her spirits.

"Tomorrow night is the official showdown with him, how is it, will you be nervous?" Anne asked, standing next to her.

"It's just a little bit, it's more joy and excitement! I kind of know what level he is, so I don't have to worry about it at all. Arya replied with a smile open her eyes.

"Happy and excited? Is it because he can be a rival to Mr. Perseus? Anne tilted her head, a little puzzled.

"Of course! It's really fun to play tricks on him as a thief so that he can't catch me, and to see him look serious and serious! Don't you think so, Annie? Speaking of happiness, Arya jumped up and spun around a few times with joy.

"Gee, that's what grown-ups often say... Rebel period and bad boy mentality. Anne clasped her hands to her chest and nodded thoughtfully.

"It's not a rebellious period and a bad boy mentality! Although I am indeed a girl of only fifteen years old, Annie, you are only a year older than me, can you say that I am not qualified? Also, who asked him to sign an arrest warrant for his father! I'm not happy, and he doesn't want to be happy! Hum! Aria crossed her hands on her hips and retorted to Anne angrily, so she didn't look away from her, seeing Arya's temper tantrums, Anne bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, and forced her desire to laugh out loud.

If Mr. Perseus saw her as she really was, would he have even a little affection for her? After all, Arya, even if she is angry and angry, is so cute, Anne supported her chin with one hand, and looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

"But in his eyes, Rosemary, the thief, may be a mature and indifferent twenty-five-year-old woman, right?" Anne quipped.

"Wouldn't that be better?" Arya turned her head to look at Anne with a smug little expression: "So that he will never guess who Rosemary really is!" ”

"Yes, you're right, come on tomorrow night?" What a defeat for her, Anne smiled wryly and shook her head.

The next night, Arya transformed into Rosemary, and quietly hid in the bushes outside Peve Manor, and found that the entire manor was brightly lit, and the whole manor was heavily guarded by the vigilantes and knights.

She noticed that it was not Percival who was standing at the gate of the manor, but a blue-eyed young man in silver armor with coffee-colored curls. Isn't he the deputy head of the regiment, Alam, Arya recognized him at once, Pacival had introduced him yesterday at the manor, and was a fairly reliable man.

The man standing next to Aran was wearing the clothes of the security forces, short and fat, with a two-handed, bearded beard, and looked quite kind. Ha, the captain of the vigilantes, Mr. Brownor, is also here, and it's funny that my defeated generals have joined forces with the Knights! From the bottom of her heart, Arya felt that things were starting to get interesting.

It seems that there is a high probability that Percival will be in the room, with the flag, in this case...... Arya quietly waved her wand, instantly conjuring countless blue butterflies and sending them flying towards the manor.

"That blue butterfly! It's a precursor to Rosemary's appearance! Rondo immediately drew his saber.

"All on guard!" Aran clenched his sword and announced loudly, and as soon as the words fell, the sound of drawing his sword filled his ears, and everyone looked around vigilantly.

However, Rosemary did not appear, but the blue butterflies multiplied at an alarming rate, and the butterflies that emitted blue fluorescence converged into a sea of butterflies, which shrouded the entire manor, forming an extremely gorgeous night landscape that stunned everyone present!

"Knights of Fervent, if you dare to declare war on me Rosemary, you must pay the price of losing anything precious!" The night sky echoed with a low, angry cold female voice, like a goddess who had been offended by mortals and wanted to send down heavenly punishment. The brave and warlike young knights were not frightened by this, but clenched their swords and quietly observed the changes in their surroundings and butterflies.

"Is this a trick?" Aran asked, frowning.

"No, it's not a trick, I've never seen her act so vigorously in all the years I've been hunting her down. In my opinion, it was your regimental commander who provoked her. Rondo replied as he looked around at the situation above his head.

“……！” Just the next second when Aran got an answer, everyone noticed that many butterflies began to gather above the roof of the manor, and those butterflies gathered in mid-air, emitting a deep blue light, and Rosemary jumped out of the ball of light like a chrysalis butterfly, she stood on the roof with a magic wand in her hand, looking down at everyone below.

"Rosemarie the Strange Thief has appeared! Catch her!! "Rondo took all the members of the vigilante and rushed into the manor in one go!

"The three squads will go to the roof immediately!" Aram commanded in a loud voice below.

Immediately afterward, Arya felt the vibration under her feet, the sound of heavy and swift footsteps flying into the house! Oh...? Even the house is equipped with a lot of manpower, Arya raised her eyebrows.

In this extremely short time, Rosemary waved her wand and pointed it at everyone below like a sergeant giving orders. The blue butterflies that were originally caged in the air swooped down in groups towards everyone on the ground at an extremely fast speed!

The moment the swarms of butterflies crashed into their bodies, countless dark blue ribbons popped up and tightly bound them, making them all unable to move! Many knights and vigilantes who cut ribbons were instead entangled in their bodies and swords by more ribbons turned into butterflies, making them completely incapacitated!

"Damn Rose-Marie......" Rondo sighed helplessly as he was trapped as a chubby blue cicada chrysalis, with only his head exposed.

He looked at Aran to the side, and found that Aran had fallen to the ground sideways with a desperate expression, his sword had fallen to the side, his silver armor and his legs were messily bound with ribbons, his hands were tied behind his back, his mouth was tightly sealed, and he couldn't even make a sound.

It was so tragic that when Rondo found out that all the knights were trapped in the tragic state of Arram, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the knights, and then looked at the shadow on the roof.

Hum! If you want to blame it, blame your captain! Arya stood on the roof, turned around unhurriedly, and saw that all the knights in the house ran to the roof, and were also thrown down here by the bundle of flowers, and then she landed on the roof outside the third floor, opened the window, and jumped in one breath, and found that there was no one on the entire third floor, and it was so silent that she could hear her own breathing.

"It looks like the whole house is empty, so speed up!" After saying that, Arya ran like a deep blue wind, running in the quiet aisle.

When she came to the study, she waved her wand, and the door slowly opened automatically, and it was pitch black inside, only the bright moonlight could bring her some light. Strange, why didn't you see Percival and Pique? A flash of alarm flashed in Arya's heart, and she just walked in the doorway, not going any further.

She waved her wand again, causing the flag to fly into her hand of its own, and she immediately left the room, ran to the window of the hallway, and looked into the moonlight: it was just a golden triangle of cloth!? Arya gasped.

"Although we are both sons of the moon god, as a knight of the silver moon, I am better than you, blame the thief Rosemary." A familiar voice came from behind Arya closely, a silver sword resting on her right neck.

Oops!! Although Arya's face did not change, she had already begun to scream in her heart.

"Worthy of Brother Pat! Hey! Got you! Blame the thief Rose Marie! The flag is here! Peake sprang out of the break room and happily waved the real flag in his hand.

It's unbelievable that it's not on Percival, it's in Pique's hands! Arya squinted at Peake indifferently, causing him to immediately take two steps back.

"Don't think about the idea of beating Pique!" The blade of the sword approached the slender neck a little closer.

"I'm like... Some of you are underestimated. Arya said calmly, but clenched her wand in her hand, waiting for a moment to counteract.

"From the moment you set your sights on the regimental commander's banner, you are in defeat. Thief Rose-Marie, untie my men at once, then take off your mask and show your true colors! Percival commanded, but the smile came out of his throat.

"What's so funny! You have no escape! "What the hell is this woman thinking!? Parcival gritted his teeth, not daring to let up in the slightest.

"No, it's rude, I'm just laughing out loud a little bit because I haven't met an interesting and stupid opponent like you in a long time." Arya replied coldly.

"What!?" This added a hint of anger to Percival's face.

"You think you're qualified to negotiate terms with me. It seems that I was too lenient with you at the time of the showcase, Silvermoon Knight. Arya turned her face sideways, a winter-piercing look in her eyes.

“……！？” The moment Percival came into contact with that look, he read disdain and contempt in it, this look, like the noble royal family on top, looking at the ants struggling desperately on the ground. Is this woman crazy?! He gripped his sword with a grim expression.

Suddenly, Rosemary's wand burst out with a blinding blue light without warning! The moment Parcival subconsciously closed his eyes, Arya jumped away from the edge of the sword in an instant with a somersault and landed firmly behind Pique! The light had just dissipated, and before Pique could react, Arya waved her wand and made Pique float in mid-air!

The tide was reversed in seconds!

"Pat, Pat, Brother——!!" Pique clenched the flag and shouted in panic as he fluttered in the air.

Pique——! Rosemary! You-"

"Do you still think you're qualified to negotiate terms with me, Bertheus the knight?" Before Percival could finish, Arya coldly interrupted him.