In the city of Turin in early summer, the cool and comfortable breeze has not yet left the people, but the flowers around it have begun to bloom early. It was also the perfect time for the nobles of Turin to go out, hunt or play in the gardens, even if the ship's ornate and heavy gowns did not feel cold.

A little tired, Alan yawned, his blue eyes looked at the setting sun on the hills of Marcherus in the distance, with a trace of inexplicable anxiety, even the fragrance of flowers and the cry of magpies around him could not be soothed a little, and his small mouth was slightly pursed.

"Are you tired, do you want to go back to your room to rest first?" The clever little maid on the side immediately noticed that something was not quite right with Allen's mood, and hurriedly ran over and said, "When you wake up, let the kitchen prepare today's dinner." ”

"No, let's wait until Edward returns. Alan smiled a little sleepily and waved his hand at the little maid, and then turned his gaze back to the direction he had just been, as if he was waiting for something.

The little maid who saw that the young lady was uncomfortable immediately turned her gaze to little Goodwin, who was standing aside, and stared at him viciously. The embarrassed attendant didn't know what to say for a while, so he rubbed his hands and bowed slightly apologetically to Allen: "I'm sorry, madam, Lord Edward...... He didn't let me follow, but he seemed to have received an invitation, so he might be back a little later. ”

"Invitation?" Alan was a little strange, "Edward didn't even tell me about what invitations he received, what kind of very secret party?"

"No...... Listening to an adult's tone may just be a temporary outing for a cup of coffee, or a walk or something. Little Goodwin quickly explained, "It may be a little later." But it shouldn't be too long. ”

"That's right...... Then I'll wait a little longer. "A sky blue dress. It's like an egret standing in the wind. Clenched his hands in front of his lower abdomen, he suddenly smiled and glanced at the little maid next to him: "Do you want to visit the garden again before it gets dark and see who of us can come out first this time?"

"It's good if you're happy......" The little maid with a flat mouth looked so aggrieved, and followed behind Allen, who had already run out with a smile, carrying her skirt: "Wait a minute, you're running too fast!"

Little Goodwin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then couldn't help but shake his head a little - he could see that Alan was actually very worried about Lord Edward, but he just didn't want to say it.

But when he turned his gaze to the flowers behind him, he saw a figure that he least wanted to see - one that seemed to be everywhere. Ludwig Dorian can be seen everywhere.

Before he took the initiative to step forward to grab this guy and "interrogate", Ludwig had already taken the initiative to come over and smile very kindly: "I thought you and Lord Edward were going to the banquet together, why are you here?"

"That's probably what I want to ask. Little Goodwin retorted angrily, but because he was only as tall as Ludwig's chest, he looked like a child's vexatious trouble: "Why are you following Madame, there should be no one here who can kill you, right?"

"I am only on the orders of my lord to protect the honorable Lady Alan Wittwood. Ludwig chuckled with his hands behind his back: "Not everyone in this house is as faithful as you are to your lords, Mr. Goodwin. ”

"Of course I do. Little Goodwin's retort didn't even have the slightest strength, but he still raised his forehead in disbelief. The wary eyes still did not take their eyes off Ludwig's body: "But in the absence of the adults, I am the steward of this house." You should at least talk to me. ”

"Oh, is that so?" Ludwig asked in a very provocative tone, "I guess this group must not include some little girl in the attic, right? I remember her name seems to be ......."

"You are not allowed to touch Angela!" Little Goodwin shouted almost subconsciously, and his face, which was still a little flushed with excitement just now, suddenly turned a little pale: "How did you know that she was in the attic, there should be no ...... except for me and Lord Edward"

"No third person knows? It doesn't look like that's the case. Ludwig shook his finger slightly: "As I said, this house is full of uncertain guys - ambushed spies, eyeliners, or assassins lurking in against the two adults, it is possible, we must be careful." ”

"In fact, just this morning, I found a valet trying to open the attic, and when he was found, he was pretending to say something to see if he was going to clean it up - what a bad excuse. ”

"And then?" Little Goodwin finally stopped being alert, and waited nervously for the following: "How is the manservant now, and what has he discovered?"

"Oh...... He seemed to be aware of a lot of things, but he never had a chance to see anything again. Ludwig said "mildly" and rightfully: "There is always a price to pay for doing things, right?"

Little Goodwin shuddered involuntarily, and his cheeks were pale and bloodless—though he knew very well that what Ludwig did was indeed for Lord Edward. But when he heard him talk about a slain life in such an emotionless tone, the fear in his heart still made him unable to control his performance.

"Just a little joke, sorry. Ludwig, who saw little Goodwin being frightened like this, suddenly laughed: "I'm sorry I really don't have much talent for humor and can't tell a really good joke." ”

"You ......" little Goodwin, who was so angry, blushed all of a sudden, and couldn't say anything but snort at the thought of his nervous appearance just now.

Ludwig, who had soothed the atmosphere, said no more, his eyes narrowed and full of danger - the servants, gardeners, and cooks in this house were all given to Edward Witwood by the Duke of Berrion, and the purpose of this was needless to say, and there was no doubt that there would be one or two cunning and clever men hiding in it.

It's not easy to find them without being able to detect what they're doing.

But at this time, Edward, who was standing outside the café of the "House of Tenderness", had an inexplicable pleasure, especially when he found that the person standing at the door waiting for him was Marco Tasker.

Even now Edward is still a little strange - Marco Tasker could have been caught by someone else by the tail, and still so helpless? Maybe this guy had some premeditated plan to make him feel more believable.

"I take it for granted, you should have known about it a long time ago. A little embarrassed, Marco kept rubbing his hands together and pretending to smile embarrassedly: "Since this Duke has sensed that something is wrong with me, it is only a matter of time before he knows about this small café." ”

"Of course, this café was the only one that was discovered. A sly hint crossed the silver-haired wizard's lips: "If those things were discovered, I might really have nothing to do." ”

"Did he find out, or did you tell him?" Edward could tell, telling himself that the Blood Flag Brotherhood was still safe, "I don't think the Duke would be aware of a café in the East Side, would he?"

"Is there a difference? At least I can't see it. The silver-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, if I don't tell the truth, this Duke will kill me immediately, in this case, it is better to let me say it myself-heaven and earth conscience, I am not like the Marquis of Minest knows that I am alive, even if it is just your business, he will not spare me." ”

"As for what the Duke of Barrion is looking for you, please go and ask for yourself. With a dashing wave of his hand, the silver-haired wizard opened the door of the café and bowed to his chest: "It's in the upstairs room, Lord Duke is waiting for your arrival. (To be continued......)