"Let Pique go! Rosemary! Percival frowned, and aimed the tip of his sword at Rosemary.

"Brother Pat! Catch! Before Arya could speak, Pique rolled up the flag and threw it at Percival with all his might! He caught the flag with his left hand!

"Rose-Marie! Let go of Pique! If you want a banner in my hand, come to me! Percival held the flag in front of him.

But Rosemary didn't react, and then, he saw a hidden smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, and with a wave of the cloak, countless blue butterflies flew out in an instant, filling the entire third floor in a few seconds!

"This, this is—" Although he was shocked by the sight before him, he focused his attention wholeheartedly on Rosemary. He saw one of the butterflies fly up to Pique's face, and with a thud it flashed blue fluorescent powder and disappeared, and the moment Pique touched the powder, he closed his eyes with a strong sense of sleepiness.

"Pique!?" Percival watched as Rosemary waved her wand, and the butterflies escorted the sleeping Peake into the break room, closed the door, and locked the door with her wand in a circular motion in the air.

"Children should sleep peacefully under the nursery rhyme of the starry sky, this night is our time." Standing among the butterflies, Arya poured out ambiguous words for the first time, and she could feel her heart beating violently in her chest.

"Then let's decide the winner! Rosemary! Percival ignored it, pinning the banner to his waist and swinging his sword at Rosemary.

He actually thought that without Pique, he could deal with me with peace of mind, what a naïve, too naïve! Arya even stood still, not moving, as countless butterflies flew at Percival, and then exploded on the armor one by one, forming countless blue ribbons that bound him tightly!

“……！！！” Parcival gritted his teeth and tried his best to break and chop the ribbons, but they were able to regenerate more like weeds at once, and wrap around his legs and wrists even more violently! Damn it! Why–

Suddenly, the attack from the other side hit the silver sword in his hand, and after a loud metal impact, the sword was knocked out and fell behind him, his brain went blank, and in just two or three seconds, he was pulled to the ground by these powerful ribbons like iron locks, and fell in front of Rosemary on one knee, his hands separated and tied in mid-air.

"Rose-Marie! You don't dare to confront me head-on, you don't even have half the bravery of Miss Arya! Seeing Rosemary throw her sword flying with her wand, Percival raised her face and eyes fixed on Rosemary, and shouted at her with a stern expression.

“！” He would mention my name at such a time...! Arya was shocked, and although there were countless fierce and joyful streams in her heart again, she could not show it at this moment.

"As I said, since you choose to confront me at night, you must accept the consequences of being teased by me in the palm of your hand." Arya walked up to Percival with unhurried and mature steps, stared down at his countenance, and said coldly: "I will take the flag." ”

She waved her wand, and the flag snapped automatically between her belt. She looked down and saw the expression of great reluctance on Percival's face, so she half-narrowed her eyes, and with another wave of her wand, the silver sword wrapped in blue ribbons flew into her hand.

I'm sorry, Percival, you have the dignity of a knight, and I have the self-esteem of being a thief, forgive me for pouring out my anger on you in this way. Arya finished speaking in her heart, and while her eyes were indifferently staring at Percival, she landed a faint kiss on the sword.

“……！？” Percival frowned slightly, her mouth slightly open in disbelief, and watched as Rosemary walked up to her and knelt down on one knee and lowered her wand.

"Rosemary, what the hell do you want—" Before Percival could finish speaking, Rosemary suddenly reached out and pressed his chin and lower lip to his chin and lower lip, then placed the silver sword lightly on his lower lip, and with a sharp force of her fingers, forcing him to bite the blade.

“……！！！” Percival cast an angry gaze at her, eyes washed by pure anger, encompassing the colors, power, and faith of the sky, shining with righteousness and fearlessness under the night, and Arya's heart was thrilled. With her gloved thumb, she rubbed Pacival's upper lip line gently, her gaze mixed with imperceptible softness.

Her jaw and lips shivered through the fabric, and she shuddered at Arya's fingertips. She saw that in her determined eyes, a vague light began to flicker, and Percival immediately closed her eyes, not looking away, not daring to look at her any more.

She slowly leaned into Parcival's left ear, mixing cold bass with warm breath and hitting him in the ear: "Take my words and stop trying to be a bad boy, challenge me to be tolerant of you, be a good boy who sleeps peacefully at night." ”

With that, she picked up her wand and immediately jumped away, wiping her traces from the entire house with a wave of her cloak. Arya landed on the woods not far from Peve Manor, and with a snap of her fingers, the blue butterflies and ribbons disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the vigilantes and knights rising from the ground one after another, she turned to leave when she saw a male figure standing on a tree in the distance.

With his long, wavy lilac hair pouring down, a purple gown and a cape, and a purple butterfly-like mask on his face, the man calmly watched everything before disappearing from the treetops. That person is... Arya's face fell silent and she returned home in silence.

When Arya returned home, she told Anne about her encounter with the man.

"That man, I remember his name was Black Monster Thief Purple Ringtail, right? Someone who existed before you became Rosemary. Anne put the cloak back and looked at Arya with a serious face.

"Yes, five years ago, before I became Rosemary, the black thief who was known for stealing all kinds of treasures. But, ever since I became Rosemary, that man has vanished, occasionally appearing before me as he does today. Arya lowered her head, her hands folded in thought.

But what was his purpose in doing so? It is strange that he does not appear in front of the public, nor steals treasures, but just shows up like this and does nothing. Anne tilted her head, confused.

"Who knows, maybe I just want to get to know the younger generation of monster thieves. Anyway, as long as he doesn't get in my way. After saying that, Arya picked up the golden banner from the desk and jumped around in her arms in her arms: "Ah, this is the banner of the commander of Percival, so beautiful!" I love it! ”

"Haha, the security of Puff Manor should be very tight, right? How did you get it from Mr. Perseus? Anne put her hands behind her back, walked up to her and asked with a smile.

As a result, this sentence instantly made Arya stop all movements, she turned around mechanically and slowly, and looked at Anne with teary eyes: "Woo, Anne... I... I think you're right, I'm a bad boy... I... I'm sorry for Parcival he... Something very excessive, woo......"

"Huh!?" Arya's words frightened Anne to lean back, and quickly pressed Arya's shoulders with both hands and shook vigorously: "You, what did you do excessively...?!" Hit him too hard and hurt him? Or did he break his appearance? Still, give him to—" Anne swallowed, gesturing her knife between her neck.

"Not at all! Annie, what are you thinking! How could I possibly hurt him! Arya angrily slapped her hands away and shouted at her in protest.

"And what did you do to him?" This time it was Anne's turn to blink suspiciously.

So they sat on the floor and drank black tea, and Arya told Anne, who had become calmer, all about what had happened.

"What's too much of a problem, I think it's a good thing, right?" Anne sipped the black tea unhurriedly.

"What a good thing about that! You don't know that I saw Parcival tied up like that, and I was so worried and guilty, and I kept apologizing to him in my heart. Arya wiped tears from the corners of her eyes with a white handkerchief.

"You think, Arya," Anne put down her teacup and gave the innocent lady a serious science knowledge: "Mr. Beltus is a man, and men have a desire to conquer, and if you treat him like this, he will definitely have the idea of conquering the strange thief Rosemary, right?" ”

"I'll admit it," Arya nodded as she held her teacup, "If I were him, I would have been treated like this, and I would have found a way to suppress this female monster thief." ”

"And, didn't you say that when you put the sword in his mouth and look at you, he blushed and closed his eyes, which shows that he is shy about Rosemary, right?" Anne went on to persuade her.

"Doesn't seem to be right......? But is that a good thing? What does it mean? Arya leaned against the edge of the bed, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Since he has a shy mood towards Rosemary, it means that he is likely to have a crush on Rosemary! In my guess, Mr. Perseus should like a woman like Rosemary, who looks cold and mature, well, absolutely! Anne folded her hands to her chest, nodded confidently, and then looked at Arya and saw a "Are you awake" expression on her face.

"Promise me, Annie," Arya put down her teacup, solemnly put her hands on Annie's shoulders, and looked at her with a serious face: "If you want to write a novel of this genre, if you become famous, don't forget me, I'll help you think of a name first, it's called "The Adventure Story of Miss Strange Thief and Mr. Knight's Love." ”

"Ahh Anne crossed her hands on her hips with a look of reluctance, which caused a burst of cheerful laughter from Arya. After Arya laughed, she picked up the flag from the bed and looked at Anne: "Next, what are you going to do with this little flag?" ”

"Do you want to wait for tomorrow's newspaper before deciding what to do?" Anne leaned over and offered her.

"That's the only time your advice is reliable." Arya smiled and waved the flag in her hand, only to be rewarded with a brisk right shoulder collision from Anne.