"She's fine!" said the Feather Maiden angrily, and she spoke the lingua franca with a strange accent, like a grumpy bird chirping.

"She's so good! I'm not like that...... Anyway, I didn't do anything to her anyway!"

The girl's face was still dazzlingly red, probably not because she was having trouble breathing.

"Ivan Yafir, good boy, please close the door and come here. Algernon stared at the girl and beckoned to Ivan without looking back. Along the way, they talked about a lot of inconsequential topics, and as a result, Algernon's address to Ivan became a bit odd.

Ivan let out a blank "oh", closed the door like a "good boy", and ran over.

The girl of the Feather Clan immediately turned her head and glared at him, he was startled, what was wrong?

"Bud, you still have the lock in your hand. Noticing that Ivan had stopped, Algernon beckoned again, "Come here, child, take a good look at this foolish Miss Feather." You know where Mrs. Blanche is, huh?" he was asking the feather girl.

"Yes, in the room where you locked me up!" the girl pointed quickly, pursed her lips, snorted, and turned her head away, "I, I really didn't treat her well...... She, she shouldn't be fine, that's not my fault......"

The corners of Bard's mouth twitched, his sharp gaze threatening to pierce the girl. m4xs. Ivan suddenly noticed a problem - her thin dress that seemed to be light gauze had been torn open by the date tree, revealing a large area of ruddy skin......

Is it because of this that her face is so red?

"Watch her!" Bad angrily left the girl behind and threw the key lock at Ivan, who hurried to follow. Bard turned and ran under the eaves, quickly. He tugged open a wooden door and burst into the room.

Are you going to let me lock the door or do you want to take a good look at this feather clan?" Ivan held the door lock, his face blank.

"You ...... What do you want to do with me?"

The girl curled up her legs and sat up. She hung her head to the side, fiddling with the blades of grass on the ground, her long blonde hair hanging down to cover the side of her face.

"Mrs. Blanche is fine, you are fine. Algernon's tone was still cold, "And I'm curious now to know what you want, and do you want to frame us?"

To the end of the conversation. Algernon's voice suddenly became stern. The girl shuddered violently.

"I, didn't I say it? Well, I'll send someone to investigate this matter......

"Your promise is hard for me, a suspicious old scholar, to be reassured. Algernon shook his head. He began to use honorifics to the girl, which was awkward.

"Hmph. The girl snorted heavily in disdain and continued to fiddle with the blades of grass, and Ivan noticed that she was still covered with thick bandages. She couldn't fly because she was injured. But. Algernon said that the Feather Clan wanted to frame them, what was going on?

"If it weren't for those words of yours, I think. Our good Mr. Wizard will surely send you back to your people when you wake up!" Algernon kept his mouth shut. Bard hadn't returned yet, and Algernon furrowed his brow fiercely.

"What did I say?" the girl turned her head to glare at Algernon, not to be outdone, "You don't have no evidence that those wizards are not in your group, in that case, I said that I should investigate you? Hey, who is this human?"

The girl squinted at Ivan.

"Uh, I ......"

"He happened to know a Feather Clan who lived here. Algernon replied sternly. After speaking, the elder slowly turned around and looked at Ivan very solemnly.

"Now you see it, Ivan Yafir. That's the trouble we get into. We are suspected of assassinating this Miss Feather Clan, but in fact. It was Bard who rescued her from the emerald lake—"

"I didn't say you assassinated me! I just said you must have some other plot!" the girl raised her hand and pointed at Algernon unceremoniously, without giving anyone a chance to explain, and it is worth mentioning that her face was still so red, "You are wizards, aren't you?

"Wizards are not the same as wizards. Ivan couldn't help but mutter. He kind of understood why Elder Algernon regarded this girl as a "trouble", and that unreasonable people were indeed troublesome enough.

"Different?" the girl tilted her head suddenly. He clasped his arms with interest, "Then do you have proof that they are not in the same group?" Hey, your surname is Yafir?"

What the?

Why did you suddenly get his surname? Ivan was stunned for a moment, and looked at this confused girl of the Yu clan, because of embarrassment, he had not paid attention to the girl's appearance before.

From this point of view, the girl's face is indeed quite delicate, with bright blue eyes, flying thin eyebrows, a high nose bridge and smooth and flawless skin, like an angel in a painting. If she hadn't put on this disgusted expression, she would have looked good.

"My surname is Yafil, what's wrong?

"Hmph!" the girl glared at the diagonal upwards angrily.

Bud ran out of the house panting, rushed to the girl, and stopped. He stared intently at the girl of the Feather Clan, his face pale.

The girl was stunned, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

"She, she, she...... I, I am, I just hit her......" The girl's voice became more and more unconfident, "No, human beings, not so fragile......"

"You—" Bard snapped out a sound from between his clenched teeth, and then, gasping for air, clenching his fists.

The girl immediately hugged her head.

"What are you asking me to say about you!" Bard squatted down suddenly, "I don't know what to do, you have injuries on your body, you just ran out like this, how do you let us explain to the feather clan in the city!Can't you be a little more patient? Sally didn't treat you badly! What the hell do you want to make us look like!"

"Bud, sometimes you're too kind. Algernon straightened his face and said earnestly, "Sally, is she safe?"

"It's no big deal, I was knocked unconscious by this young lady with a candlestick, and I knew that Miss Wind Spirit would be able to get up and walk around today, so I wouldn't go out to see the store. Bard was annoyed.

Bard is sometimes too kind, and can be very negligent. When he was in Takamo, if he had thought it a little more thoughtfully, he wouldn't have let Ivan go out of the window at night and take his wizard's cloak with him. Without his wizarding cloak, Ivan wouldn't have walked all the way to the shores of Mirror Lake unnoticed.

So, how to say that there is such a companion......

It seems that the wizards are also quite unlucky.