Fisher's rental house was already in one of the best locations in Saint-Nari, and down the block where he lived, there were many workers working in the factory, about five or six people crammed into one room, and the first floor shared a common washroom.

Fisher's rental house was on the second floor of a three-story detached house in front of him, and the owner of the house was an old man named Martha.

Fisher opened the door with the key in his wallet, revealing a brightly lit room inside, where he took off his hat and was met by a white-haired lady in an apron and reading glasses.

She leaned over and looked at the gentleman at the door for a long time before she shouted in surprise,

"Oh my God! It's Fisher, you're back from the Southern Continent! ”

She walked over and hugged Fisher, who also hugged her thin body, "Mother God bless, I can't think of that kind of place, I heard Mrs. Chris next door say that the Southern Continent is full of beasts and monsters, and it must be dangerous for a fragile scholar like you to go there." ”

Fisher smiled helplessly, and Renee behind her also showed her head to greet the woman in front of her,

"It's great that you brought Renee back... It just so happened that I made mushroom soup and I could have a good meal in the evening. ”

"I'm tired, I'll go up and clean up first, I haven't been back for a long time, and it's estimated that dust has fallen on it."

"Don't worry, I've been helping you take care of your room, there are a lot of things missing from your room, have you taken them all to the Southern Continent?"

“... Yes. ”

Not only did he take it to the Southern Continent, but he could never come back, so he could only use it as a gift to Rafael.

Logically speaking, Martha, as the landlord, should not have entered the tenant Fisher's room without permission, but they have a good relationship, and Fisher has always been under the care of Ms. Martha.

Martha was a weaver in a textile workshop as a young man, her husband was a painter and decorator, and she had two sons.

Her husband died of illness at an early age, and his two children were raised by him alone, and her two children joined the army in Nari's war against Schwali, the elder brother died first, and his youngest son also had his leg blown off, and Martha received the news that his youngest son was dying and was being sent home by the army.

Strange to say, the youngest son, who was blown up and lost the lower half of his body, was in good condition before he saw his mother, and died after returning home to see his mother for the last time, so that all her children left her, and she was the only one who lived in this house.

Fisher has lived here since graduating from the Royal Academy, and the landlord who is an orphan and a landlord who has lost a child sounds like a good match. Fortunately, Martha is very optimistic, her body has been well maintained in the past few years, and she can still play cards with her neighbors.

"Hey, Renee, come here."

As Fisher was walking upstairs, the white-haired old lady secretly stopped Renee, who was following Fisher, and she went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of blueberry cake and handed it to Renee, winking at her and explaining,

"The spoils of winning by playing cards... Those old guys don't have a few teeth left and are still thinking about the cake, I'm lucky enough to win her back, hey, but I don't have a few teeth left, just give it to you, and by the way, you can give Fisher some and I'll get you the futon. ”

"Haha, that guy doesn't like to eat this kind of thing, thank you, Lady Martha."

"By the way, this is the letter that Fisher received during this time, you can also give it to him."

Renee smiled and took the letter, and while Martha went upstairs to find her futon, she secretly spread out the letter to see if there were any suspicious senders, like a sister who was checking if the child had a young love.

Royal Academy Academy, Nari Tax Institute, Nari Magical Society, New Society, St. Nari University, St. Nari Police Department...

Renee pursed her lips, all the letters in her hand were letters from his work, and it was a luxury to expect him to receive letters from some lady of Nari.

Just as she had flipped through several official letters from her work, she was caught by the last gilded envelope.

This letter is too special, the envelope is all dyed golden yellow by a special dye, not only gilded edges, but also used a special fire seal, it looks like a private letter and is very noble and exquisite, Renee didn't open the letter just to see the sender, but turned around and saw the title of the letter and the sender.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Fisher Benavides."

"Elizabeth Godling"

Renee's starry eyes twitched, and she frowned in thought.

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Fisher's room is on the second floor, the room is very spacious and has a special bathroom, about 50 square meters, there are many bookshelves against the wall, and the place facing the window is his workbench. As Ms. Martha said, she had been helping Fisher clean up all this time, making it look clean and tidy, as if he hadn't left.

Thanks to the kind Lady Martha, the door behind her opened to reveal Renee, who was a little sullen and carrying a blueberry cake.

As soon as she entered, she sat down on the couch, spoon in hand, and began to eat the cake without saying a word, her plaintive gaze fixed on Fisher, who was hanging her hat and coat in front of the hanger, as if she had substance to penetrate the body of this pesky man.

"What's wrong?"

“... Your letters. ”

Fisher took the letters she handed over, many of them replies to his previous papers, and some of them were invitations to academic activities, but Fisher's time to the Southern Continent had already been held, so he should miss it.

Well, and the University of St. Nari?

What is this new school sending letters to itself for? I don't seem to know much about this school, I only know that this school is very young, and it's only been a matter of two years since I started enrolling, so I'll take a look at it later.

The last letter...

Fisher held the gilded envelope and paused for a long time on the sender's name, and Renee, who had a spoon in her mouth, stared at him at this moment, as if she wanted to see through something, but the man in front of her was still expressionless and flawless, so that she couldn't find anything at all.

Fisher didn't open the letter, but threw it on the workbench along with the others.

"Happy birthday, Fisher, I forgot it was your birthday."

"Let's have fun."

Fisher said perfunctorily, taking out the iron to burn his clothes, this suit was his last stock, and now he had no money, and if he got dirty and damaged, he would be a bare-assed curly baboon.

In fact, in the strict sense, today is not his birthday, but it was today when he was picked up in the orphanage, so the birthday of the household registration became today, although he didn't know how long his birthday was, so he had to regard today as a birthday in the sense of commemoration.

"Elizabeth, I don't know, is it a friend you know?"

Yes, the picture is poor, is it just incidental to wish yourself a happy birthday?

Fisher laughed, put down the iron, and with a faint smile on his face learned Renee's words, just looked at her and asked word by word,

"Is it my friend?"

Renee opened her mouth, and her black curls were curled in anger,

"Fisher! Die, die, die, die! ”

She didn't even eat the cake, and flew up to try to hammer Fisher's head so that she could taste the witch's iron fist, but Fisher simply blocked it with one hand, so that she couldn't hammer him in the face.

It seems that even Renee herself can't stand her usual under-beaten appearance, and she has only learned a little bit of her essence.

But in order to prevent her from continuing to blow her hair, Fisher still looked at the gilded letter and explained with a smile,

"It's just a friend I don't know very much."

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In the Golden Palace in the heart of St. Nari, the message of falling leaves in the wind brought the breath of summer to a lady's window.

A white finger gently grasped the falling leaf as the summer was about to end, as if it had been holding the whole summer, and her gaze took in the entire Golden Palace, but no one could see her face.

I could only hear whispers that she didn't know who she was talking to,

"Fisher is back..."

"Your Highness Elizabeth, there's a message from the general, asking me what time the drill will start in the afternoon?"

Behind him, a blonde man in a military uniform saluted the woman by the window and asked humbly.

"When I go, I will start the drill when I go, so that he doesn't have to rush."

"Yes."

With a smile on the corner of her white mouth, she gently threw the fallen leaves in her hand, and the leaves slowly drifted down the air until they fell to the ground, and the lady on the edge of the windowsill did not know when she was gone.