By the time Fisher opened his eyes, the weather outside had just reached the point of darkness, and he didn't know if it was seven o'clock, and Fisher woke up early.

The curtains were slightly swayed by the morning wind, and the air in Saint-Nari had improved since the factories that had been polluting so much better that Fisher smelled of rain.

It seems that last night there was another autumn rain in St. Nari, and it drew a complete end to the summer in St. Nari.

Fisher woke up early today because he had a particularly terrible dream.

In the dream, she was knocked unconscious by Jasmine with her huge whale-like tail, and then when he woke up, she had been dragged into the dark abyss, and there was no possibility of returning to land, and then she said something of unknown meaning, forcing herself to have an heir with her...

Although Fisher could breathe in the water, the uncomfortable feeling of tightness in his chest the first time he tried it made him shudder.

The most impressive thing was that Jasmine, whose body was flashing with fluorescens, smiled dangerously, saying that she would take good care of herself, but the huge water snake next to her sharpened her knife and looked ready to dismantle herself.

When he dreamed of this, Fisher woke up.

Obviously, I rarely dreamed before, but when I dreamed recently, I was either stabbed with a dagger by Renee, who turned into Rafael, or dragged into the sea by the terrible Jasmine's tail.

Anyway, it's all about these ladies, and it's all a bad ending!

Fisher rubbed his eyebrows and shifted his gaze to Jasmine, who was still asleep on the couch with her mouth slightly open.

She had always woken up early, but this time Fisher, who had not been awakened by nightmares, had gotten up early, so Fisher had been able to get a glimpse of her as she fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, her posture was still very peaceful, she maintained a flat lying posture and did not speak, and her small mouth was still open one by one.

Listening closely, she seemed to be muttering something in a whisper.

Fisher's brow furrowed, as if he wondered what she was talking about, and it wasn't until he got a little closer to Jasmine that Fisher heard her muttering the language of the ocean.

Fisher couldn't understand the language of the ocean, but he could still understand some of the onomatopoeia pronunciation, and the staccato word "Fisher" that came out of her mouth was caught by Fisher, and she guessed that Jasmine didn't do anything good in her dreams.

He touched Jasmine's forehead with his fingers, but after this touch, Jasmine sat up as if she was frightened, and subconsciously shouted to Fisher in front of her,

"Yes... I'm sorry! ”

This time it was in Nari, and it wasn't clear what Jasmine was apologizing for, but after a second or two, she came back to her senses, and her face became very ruddy.

"Hey.. Ay? ”

Jasmine, who came to her senses, glanced at Fisher in front of her, then at her own clothes, and finally determined that it was in Fisher's room and not in the trench.

She visibly showed a little disappointment, but she still blushed slightly and said to Fisher,

"Fisher, old... No, no, Fisher... Morning, good morning. ”

She remembered what she had said last night, and although she was still a little unaccustomed to it, it seemed to make her very happy to call Fisher by her name like this, and the corners of her mouth could curl up a little as she spoke, as if holding hands with Fisher yesterday would make her happy for a long time.

This is a young and easily satisfied girl, and Fisher thinks she is as pure as a colorless marshmallow, soft and lovely.

Why Marshmallows?

Because marshmallows are delicious...

Looking at Jasmine who was silly in front of him, Fisher's gaze deepened, but in the end, he didn't make any movement for the time being, just took a breath of hot air, stood up and said,

"Good morning. What do you want to eat in the morning? ”

"Huh? Both... No, I want to eat meat! ”

Jasmine was very unaccustomed to not being able to hide her thoughts, and after she had just whispered, she needed to speak out loud what she really thought in her heart, and she would not be able to reveal her true thoughts without saying it out loud, without closing her eyes, and without squeezing her palms.

In fact, Fisher is not worried about overkill, because in fact Jasmine's character is like this.

No matter how she changes, she is still a girl who likes to think about others, she has only been suppressed for a long time, and she will not make excessive demands...

Probably, if you don't count the things she inadvertently revealed at the time that she wanted to knock herself unconscious.

"Okay, I'll bring you back after Lady Martha is gone, and I'll have to do a little bit of errands."

It's about donations to the Park Cube Bank and renting a carriage, and this weekend will start a charity feast, and according to Anna, this week is the week that Blake is huddled in his house, and now is the best opportunity to do something about the healing room, and Fisher is ready to take revenge on the old immortal.

"yes, okay."

After hearing Fisher's words, Jasmine's big eyes lit up slightly, and then she smiled and agreed,

"I'll wait here... Wait for Fisher to come back.."

Doesn't that sound too weird?

Jasmine felt a little shy as soon as she finished speaking, but how could she take back the words she spoke?

She could only add,

"Total... All in all, a safe journey!

Probably this kind of explanation is equivalent to no explanation, but Fisher understands what Jasmine meant.

He looked at Jasmine's flushed face and sighed for some reason, then he walked to the closet, changed into another dress that Renee had brought with him, and prepared to go out.

Ms. Martha had just gotten up, and after telling her that she was going out to run errands and not having breakfast at home, she went out into the street with her cane.

It's now full autumn, and it's still a little chilly in the morning, but there aren't too many people on the streets.

This is because the street where Fisher's rental house is located is devoid of factory workers, and if you walk a few blocks down the street, the morning is bustling there.

Because parents have to go to work in factories or small workshops early, in order for their children to have a bite to eat, they must force their children to get up with them and only go to work after breakfast is made.

As for the children, they are later led to the school by the guides hired by the block.

Fisher was going to eat some of her own food and then bring meat back for Jasmine when she was done, just as Ms. Martha, who was part of the gym team for the older people in the neighborhood and was living a very healthy life.

He randomly found a shop selling breakfast on the street for breakfast, and Saint Nari's breakfast was nothing more than that, and no matter how he ate it, he couldn't change a trick.

When the clerk came up with the omelette and bread cheese crumbles, Fisher was still thinking about whether the progress of research on whale races had risen a lot recently, and when he was discussing the creation of life with Jasmine that day, he felt the temperature of Yaren Niang's completion of the manual.

"A gentleman's breakfast in Nari can't be without milk, add a glass to this gentleman."

Just as Fisher was thinking, a rather calm male voice sounded next to him interrupted his train of thought.

Fisher raised his gaze, but saw a man in a dark suit standing in front of him, the man had short blond hair, some hair oil, and looked very handsome overall, and a pair of golden eyes looked at Fisher sitting in front of him.

Looking behind him, many Golden Palace ceremonial officials wearing white dresses had already blocked this small shop, leaving only the shocked shopkeeper, after hearing the man's voice, he hurriedly ran to the back kitchen under the supervision of the ceremonial officer.

This man Fisher knew, or rather, almost all the people of Nari.

He is the same name as Yin Lizabeth, and will inherit the reign of Godlin IX, His Royal Highness the eldest prince, Prince Dexter.

Fisher put down his knife and fork, got up and saluted the man in front of him, and greeted,

"Good morning, Prince Dexter."

"It's okay, I came to have breakfast with you, now that you've chosen a location, I might as well give it a try, sit down, don't stand."

Dexter smiled slightly, the prince, who was nearly thirty-four years old, looked like he had a good bearing, and he sat directly in front of Fisher's table, and instructed the hostess next to him to go to the back kitchen to inform the owner to add another breakfast.

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At the same time, the cup of hot milk he had given to Fisher had already been brought to Fisher.

Prince Dexter was very fond of talking about things during meals, and Fisher had often heard of him inviting a former minister to breakfast at the Golden Palace.

The same happened when Schwally came to visit Nari before, and he hosted a banquet for the leaders of the New Party, and at dinner he made decisions that gave them full responsibility.

This is probably to show that he attaches great importance to his subordinates and is close to his ministers, which is quite a legacy of Godlin II.

Godlin II inherited Godlin I's ingenuity, with his father's fierce means and always with a loving heart.

The most classic allusion to the ancient king is that once when he was out hunting, he shot a hind with a bow and arrow, and when he got it back, he found that the hind was pregnant, but because of his careless arrow, he was killed and stillborn.

When Godlin II saw the dead doe, he was so repentant that he wept in front of the doe's corpse, and uttered one of the most classic sentences in the Nari textbook, which moved the ministers who accompanied him at that time.

He said,

"How can I call myself the king by killing my mother, who is pregnant with Rokka?"

Well, Fisher also read this allusion when he was a child, and I'm sure Dexter also read it.

"Your Highness, please use it slowly."

When the breakfast that was exactly the same as Fisher was served, Dexter cut the fried egg with a knife and fork in anticipation, revealing the still sticky yolk inside, and while cutting the breakfast, he looked at Fisher and praised,

"Well, the best omelette tastes very good..."

Fisher glanced at the rotten omelette in his bowl, and then at the perfectly fried omelette in the other bowl, and almost didn't laugh.

His breakfast was apparently made by the accompanying hostess in the shop's kitchen, as if it were some treasure shop that Fisher had discovered.

But since the prince has said so, Fisher's promise will still be spoken,

"That's true, I come here a lot for breakfast."

"Well, speaking of which, what's going on with you and my sister? Any progress? ”

As soon as Dexter asked, Fisher raised his eyes and glanced at him, and all kinds of speculations about his purpose for coming to his mind came to mind for a while, but the other party just bowed his head and ate the eggs, without showing any additional expression, and added by the way,

"Don't be so surprised, although there is very little communication with my sister in normal times, but the rumors of the two of you are known to the whole people of Saint Nari, the nobles and merchants know, will the Golden Palace not know?"

Dexter took a sip of milk, looked up at Fisher and said,

"Find a time, let's get things done, gentleman, there's nothing wrong with being decisive. What's more, the lady is intentional, and the gentleman wants to do it like picking a small flower on the side of the road, and he can hook it with his hand, right? ”

Fisher glanced at the man in front of him, and after a second, he sighed,

"I thought that the relationship between His Royal Highness and Princess Yin Lizabeth Hall was not very good..."

"That's right, it's not very good, but it's certainly not so bad."

Dexter can finish the milk in one sip, which shows that he really likes to drink milk, and he makes a pleasant sigh when he takes a sip.

"But after all, we are brother and sister, a family. I won't ask about her, and I won't have any problems with her. It's just that it seems to me that she will eventually choose you as her husband, otherwise she wouldn't have waited until she was twenty-eight years old. ”

"Before this, she had countless opportunities to get married, and how many times had she turned down the marriage that my father and I had arranged for her... Fisher should understand this. ”

Fisher was silent for a moment, then nodded and replied,

"I understand."

"Haha, that's good, I just reminded me when I thought of it, and I won't ask about you and my sister in the future, after all, the most important thing in this era is free love, right?"

As he spoke, Dexter winked at Fisher, waiting for him to gobble down all his breakfast, and Fisher knew that the main topic had just begun.

Fisher had almost finished his breakfast, and at this time the number of residents who had come out of the house began to increase, and many of the residents found that the breakfast shop they usually ate was surrounded by the royal ceremonial officer, and thought that the owner of the shop had committed some kind of treason.

"Alright, Fisher, I have a little question I want to ask you."

"Please, Your Highness the Prince."

"You were there the whole time when Prince Lausanne of Schwali was attacked, weren't you?"

"That's right..."

"It's been a few weeks since this incident, and we've been very serious about the reckoning with the Witch Research Society in Nari, but the more I investigate, the more skeptical I am about the outcome of this matter. As far as I know, not long ago, Yin Lizabeth had learned about this matter from the Hidden Affairs Bureau..."

Dexter's gaze turned to Fisher, and he asked, word by word,

"Fisher, the mastermind behind this attack is not the Witch Research Society, right?"