After watching Edward turn away and close the door, Mercer Kane, Grand Master of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, returned his gaze to the gold necklace in his hand, a worried look on his brow. Although he had long realized that Sir Thernier's death could not have been an accident, it was indeed extremely worrying that things had become so complicated.

At the beginning, Sir Thernier quietly went south to investigate whether the incident at Fort Hague was related to the Blood Flag Brotherhood, but the result involved an unexpected existence, a Dominic wizard whose identity and status would never be low, why would he be willing to play such a target-like role?

And what kind of "big man" does it have to be to have the power to make a wizard with a prominent background do such a thing? Kane frowned and let out a long sigh, raising his head to look at the two "knight chiefs" under his command: "Now we all know about it, let's talk about what they have built, what do you think about this matter?"

"If you have to ask me, I can only tell you one thing - I don't believe him. Gaio Valence, still grim-faced, stood there like a steel sword stuck in a bluestone slab: "This squire is merely inducing us, and it is evident that he has been instructed by some ......"

"Valence, you fellow, we're not in the mood to continue listening to your nonsense here!Don't hate others just because you hate the Mineste family, I've had enough of you......" Before Sir Leonardo could finish yelling, he was stopped by Grand Master Mercer Kane's hand, and he could only tremble with excitement, twist his head and snort coldly.

Gaiyo glanced at him, still somewhat concerned about Leonardo. Then he adjusted his breathing a little and continued: "I don't know if you have seen his sword, a very good weapon, which he himself admitted was a reward from the lady Angelica, and his horse, a thoroughbred of Wonderalusia, and it seems to be very young, it is definitely not something that a squire can afford!"

"This Edward Witwood has been completely bought by the Minester family, and he is deliberately luring us to target our revenge at Dominica!" Gaiyo said in a deep and categorical voice: "Once the Kingdom of Turin and Dominica go to war, who will benefit? Of course, it is Horad Minest - he has been looking forward to this day for a long time!"

"But this qiē is only based on your unwarranted speculation!" Sir Leonardo, who had already taken it any longer, stood up again and interrupted Gaillot's words, his tone was even more direct than before, and he didn't even look at him but turned his gaze to Grand Master Kane: "I know a little bit about the reasons for these things, please allow me to explain a little." ”

Sir Leonardo then finished telling the story of that night, including Edward cutting off the wolf's head: "...... I don't know why you have to embarrass such a child who is so loyal to the Knights of the Sacred Tree, isn't he doing enough—is it enough to prove that Madame Angelica promised him something far more valuable than a sword?"

"No, it seems to me that this is more proof of his bad intentions!" Guillo Valence sneered, "It may even be that it was made for you at all, nothing more." ”

"Then according to your Valence Knight's understanding, everyone who has served the Mineste family has been bribed by them?" Sir Leonardo sneered: "I also raised my sword to protect the noble lady that night, and I also enjoyed their hospitality, do you also think that I am a dog leg of the Mineste family?!"

"Leonardo!" Grand Master Kane stopped the already enraged Sir Leonardo, and his hoarse voice carried an unquestionable tone: "I know that Thornier's death has hurt you severely, but this cannot be the reason why you have completely lost your reason - you have gone too far. ”

"Please forgive my rudeness, Grand Master Kane. Leonardo took a long and deep breath to calm down a little, but apparently he hadn't completely forgiven the cold guy next to him: "But before I can do that, I need someone to admit his mistake." ”

"That's enough, that's the end of the fight between you!" Kane waved his hand sharply, then turned his gaze to the "unrepentant" Gaio Valens, "But Leonardo is right, you shouldn't use this far-fetched way to suspect that child - at least that would be unfair, and definitely not the Knights of the Sacred Tree." ”

"Of course - we can't afford to give the Marquis of Minest too much of a chance - after all, as of now, there isn't enough evidence to clear the suspicion of the Lord, and I suspect that the wizard may be connected to the Blood Banner Brotherhood. ”

Mercer Kane shook his head: "I can understand Leonardo's desire for revenge, because we are all the same, but before that, in the name of the Radiant Cross, we made an oath - the kingdom is the most important!"

"Kingdom first!" both Gaio and Leonardo nodded silently and replied in unison.

.................. Sir Alan Kwyn stood barefoot on the balcony, looking out over the garden below, still wearing a tight long-sleeved shirt and black breeches, covered with a clean vest, accompanied by a thin knife at her waist and a pale golden ponytail, more like a young and thin noble young master.

The tranquil garden wafts with the scent of laurel flowers, rows of pine trees stand like soldiers, and white sculptural fountains and marble columns, and even many flowers that should not bloom at this season compete among the grasses, as if this is not the season of autumn, but the days of early spring.

It is obvious that it takes a great deal of money and manpower to have such a luxurious and rustic garden in the city of Turin, and the family with such terrible wealth, if not the royal palace on the hills of Marchelus, is naturally known only to everyone - Minest.

It was already the second day that Alan had been here, but since she had entered the garden, she had laughed even less than she had been at Fort Hague, and the approaching autumn breeze was blowing on her cheeks, and the pale blonde hair on her sideburns floated in the wind, giving her an indescribable loneliness.

"You're going to catch a cold like that. Lady Angelica's gentle words with a little sigh came from behind her, making Alan look there, the corners of her mouth barely showed a little smile, and she turned around with her hands behind her back: "Mother...... Good afternoon. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, the girl who was in a low mood only thought of such a sentence that could be regarded as a greeting. Seeing this scene, Mrs. Angelica shook her head a little sadly, and walked over to take Alan's right hand, her movements were very gentle, but she was very resolute and pulled Eren back into the room.

"Don't you like it here?" Madame was rather strange to the question, for in her eyes the garden of the Minest family was a paradise compared to that of The Hague Castle, and she could not imagine that a young girl in the flower season could be depressed about her life here—was the scenery here not as beautiful as that of the country?

In fact, one of the purposes for which Lady Angelica brought Eren to the capital was to begin to train her to become a true lady - for eight years, Eren was exposed to standard and rigorous training, according to the training of a knight, which naturally had the need to hide from others.

But now the time has come to consider the events of Alan's life, and there are probably not many young nobles in this world who will like girls who are good at dancing and wielding swords—and the proud Lady Angelica, who was born in the Mineste family, naturally knows best how to raise a noble girl who is worthy of attention.

But it was clear that so far she had not been successful—not only in the extravagant satin dresses, but also in the garden, and that Allen, who had not been allowed to ride out on horseback and had even had his bow and arrows confiscated, was like a fish out of water, suffering from it day by day.

"My dear little Alan, you should know what kind of mission you are carrying, right?" The loving Mrs. Angelica looked at Alan's blue eyes softly, with a little helplessness: "The Kwen family in Fort Hague can't be left behind because of one person, that is the foundation that your father adheres to, and that banner represents not only the honor of a person, but a family, a surname that has been passed down for hundreds of years. ”

"And your father, he actually ...... I care about you more than you think, it's just that you don't know it. Although Mrs. Angelica didn't want to mention this matter very much, in order to appease little Allen's mood, she had to say a few more words, and then slowly stood up and returned to normal: "After dinner today, I will teach you some standard etiquette, can you learn it seriously?"

"I will. Allen's tone was calm and unwavering, "Are you going to see Lord Holard now?"

"You should call him Grandpa, my child. Lady Angelica had a doting reproach on her face: "Is there anything you want me to bring to him?"

"Ah...... It's nothing. Alan shook his head: "Let's just say that this place is really beautiful, thank you grandfather for your 'hospitality'." ”