"We are in a city, but we are far away as if we are separated by life and death - "Crimson Night"

Getting out of the carriage, the Winchert family estate in front of him made Annan think of this sentence for no reason.

The vast garden seems to connect with the sea of trees at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and a red-brick manor is hidden at the end of the brick road, like an ancient castle in the forest.

The old butler stood outside the gate to greet the carriage: "Your Excellency from the Mage Tower, why are you here?" ”

Annan tried to appear familiar with the wine lady: "I'm looking for Margaery, is she there?" ”

"Do you have an appointment with Madame?"

“…… No, but we're ...... Friend. Annan was a little weak-hearted.

"May I ask your name?"

"Annan."

"Please wait."

The old butler returned to the manor, went to the second floor, and knocked on the door of the study.

"Madam, there is a carriage from the Mage Tower parked outside the door, a young magician who calls himself Annan wants to see you, and a dwarf."

"Annan?" A whisper of confusion followed, and then a voice came from behind the door: "Let him in." Well...... Bring here, just him. ”

The old butler returned to the door and respectfully conveyed the message: "Mr. Master, Madam is waiting for you in the study. ”

Annan and Soluman Copperbeard walked into the estate, where the flower beds or pruning shrubs of the regular estate were replaced by tall, hardy birch, pine and oak trees, a landscaped landscape.

Uncle Hollin must have loved it here, and he didn't even have to leave the house to chop wood.

"The druids don't hate it too much." The female dwarf and Annan thought the same.

Standing in the hall of the mansion, Annan looked up at a huge oil painting directly facing the doorway. That noble and beautiful portrait of a lady somewhat resembles Margaery.

"Is that the ancestor of the Wine Lady?" Soruman Copperbeard, who needs to tilt his head at more angles, asked.

"That's the lady herself. The portraits on both sides of the staircase are of the ancestors of the ladies. ”

On both sides of the stairs are life-size portraits.

"Why are the Ancestors on the edge and the Wine Lady in the middle?" Annan continued to ask bluntly.

The old butler, who always remained indifferent, showed a touch of pride at this time: "Because the ancestors of the lady were only farmers, merchants, and mercenaries, and it was the lady who gave the Wincht family honor." ”

"That's it." Soruman Brasbeard shook her beard in approval, "Every town in the county of Praunch can buy the Wine Lady's wine, and every tavern has the Wine Lady's investment. ”

The old butler raised his head in reserve and pride.

Stopping in the hall where the tiles were smooth and reflective, the old butler said to Soruman Copperbeard, "Please wait here, Madam only wants to see Mr. Annan." ”

"I'll leave it to you." The female dwarf with dirty beard and old leather armor was out of place here, "Can I sit here?" ”

"Uh...... You're a lady's wine merchant, of course. ”

The old butler even asked the servant to prepare black tea, a rare courtesy for copper whiskers. And Annan followed the old butler down the spiral steps on both sides of the hall to the second floor.

Past the young maids who were lying on the windowsill or kneeling in front of the wall to clean up the decorations, the old butler stopped in front of a log door.

Knock Knock Knock –

After knocking on the door, the door opened, and the old butler stepped aside: "The lady is inside." ”

With an inexplicable sense of tension, Annan stepped into the study. The door closed softly behind him.

In the low-luxury study room covered with a red carpet, Margaery leaned lazily on the chair, and the home dress without too much makeup left her with only a mature charm.

"Lindy said that your letter from Breeze City was only delivered in the morning...... those long and narrow eyes fell on Annan, with a smile: "Are you so eager to see me?" ”

Annan struggled to break free from the ambiguity and ambiguity, and said the prepared draft as he did with the blue dragon: "There are spinning mills where I live, and those spinning wheels are very slow, and I have a way to improve them, more than eight times faster than the old spinning wheels, and more than four times the best spinning machine in Breeze City." ”

Margaery sat up a little straighter: "Where's your improved spinning wheel?" ”

“…… Still in manufacturing. Annan told a little lie.

Margaery became distracted, and Annan wondered if he had said the wrong thing, or if the bard had a better spinning wheel in the bustling South, and Margaery tapped lightly on the table.

"Come back when you get something, sweetheart."

The door opened again, and the old butler waited outside.

"I'll bring the spinning wheel in a few days." Annan, who had finished chatting, said goodbye to the wine lady and followed the old butler back to the hall downstairs.

"How?"

"Nice progress, she's calling me sweetheart!"

"What?"

Annan, who found out that he had said the wrong thing, blushed slightly and said, "I mean...... She said that as long as she brought the spinning machine, she would discuss cooperation. ”

Soruman Copperbeard, who was a passer-by, did not laugh at the boy's immaturity at all, and walked out with Annan: "Spinning machine? Is that the idea you came up with? ”

"I think the spinning wheels in the factory could be improved."

The road out of the estate was like walking on a forest trail, which reminded Annan of the town of Hirabayashi – which is one of the reasons why the wine lady likes to go to town?

"Ladies love roses."

Leaving the manor, Annan, who was about to get into the carriage, looked at the old butler who suddenly reminded him in puzzlement.

"A lady never lets a man into her study."

Annan nodded lightly and got into the carriage.

The mage's tower carriage drove slowly, staggered with a luxurious carriage and drove away from the block.

The lavish carriage stopped, and a fairly handsome young man entered the manor, and soon came out with the old butler.

"Ladies love roses." The old butler suddenly said to the young man.

"What?"

"A lady never lets a man into her study."

……

Annan was much more excited when he returned.

The problem of the sales channel is solved, and now it is only necessary to make the finished product.

But something was wrong with McCaul's.

"You're going well over there?" Michael saw Annan's pleasure and guessed that it was going well, "I have bad news......"

"What's wrong?"

"Flora didn't bring the goblins back. She said that the goblin had insulted her and refused to cooperate with humans. ”

"It doesn't make sense......"

Annan recalls contact with the clever goblins, and it is by no means like it would say such things...... Essence.

"What's the character of that 'Flora'?" Or is the copper whisker aware of something.

"Intelligent, proud, and bound to become a mage in the future...... Well, I know what's wrong. Sorry I didn't pay attention to that. ”

"It's okay, I'd better go." Annan said.

"Let's go again tomorrow, in the morning the scavenger found a rat infestation in the west of the city, and the city gate is temporarily under martial law." Michael replied.

Sitting in the tavern and listening to the chatter of the guests, Annan returned to the attic in the evening.

After reading a book for a while, I lay down on the bed. Annan saw a web woven in the narrow corner of the attic, and the little spider lay on the web, waiting for the prey to come up on its own initiative.

Annan, whose soul was restored to peace, fell into a deep sleep.

Then, I had a bizarre dream.