Verse 79 mute

"I've known this for a long time. Shirley replied. "He is indeed a great martial artist, well, with his bare hands, ten people may not be able to beat him. If you really want to solve the problem in this way, then it is more appropriate to use weapons such as crossbow arrows and muskets - and it is no wonder that he is a mercenary, and it is inevitable that he can fight. ”

"It doesn't have to be mercenaries. Ann said. "Your doubts may be true. This man has a certain origin, and from the manners of his speech and demeanor, he is at least from a knight's family!

"If you are not the firstborn, you have no right to inherit. Shirley replied. "It's not surprising. ”

"With a knight's father as a guarantor, it shouldn't be difficult to get a position near home. He is not only literate, but also able to write and calculate, and has also received good training, and his martial arts are excellent. These conditions, coupled with the background of a knight's family, I really don't see why he would become a mercenary. It is normal for such a good family to join the army, but it is not normal to become a mercenary. ”

"Maybe it's because of personal interest?"

"And it's not like it's because of personal interest. Do you know what he said to me? He said that war is a terrible thing," Ann laughed again as he said this. "And that tone...... Men always can't help but show off in front of women, showing off their martial arts and exploits, but he doesn't. This should be true. Besides, you see, he won't be more than thirty years old at most, which is not the age to see through the red dust. ”

"What do you mean......"

"This man, Ashrufat, must have become a mercenary for a reason, not because of poverty or moral depravity. Therefore, neither his behavior nor his personal wealth nor his vision and insight can be regarded as a mercenary......! Or I believe that he is not poor and white. ”

"In addition to the superficial wealth, there should be a secret fund ......," Shirley nodded.

While the two of them were talking, the dance continued at the rhythm of the ball. Ashrufat had already successfully danced with Star. As a rule, every piece should be accompanied by a different dance partner. But at the beginning of the next piece, he couldn't find a suitable dance partner (as is often the case at balls, of course). In the moment of hesitation, there were no more empty seats on the dance floor, so he walked towards the garden outside, wanting to relax a little.

Then, as he walked out of the main hall, he met a maid who came with a flask of wine. Ashrufat inadvertently glanced at the other, but it was this glance that made him stop.

"Fana?" he asked, a little curiously. Isn't that the girl who got lost in Wallonia?

"Ah, a kind gentleman?!" Fana stopped. Ashrufat noticed her dress—a uniform of lighter color and delicate craftsmanship, but one could tell at a glance that she was a servant. No, he shouldn't be weird. What's so strange about that? It's just an accident.

"It's really you. Fana clasped the flask in her hands and bowed to Ashruphat in thanks. "Thank you very much for what happened last time. ”

"Why are you here?" asked Ashrufat.

"I'm here to deliver wine, from the kitchen. ”

"You're the ...... of this family Maid?"

"No, I'm not a servant, I've just been called in to help. Fana's smile looked a little awkward. "Because of the ball, there was a shortage of manpower, so I put on the clothes of a servant and did my best...... You're here for the ball?"

"It's a guest. Ashrufat replied. "The family...... Is it your friend?"

"I should say no. Fana replied with a light smile.

"I'm so sorry......"

"Oops, you're here?!" a shout came from behind, interrupting Ashrufat's words. He looked back and recognized the person as Ace. A local squire aristocrat, or more specifically, a little widow with a little money.

"Lady Ace. Ashrufat courtesy.

"What are you talking about here alone!" Ace's gaze swept over Fana, but it didn't stop. "A couple of ladies of noble birth just mentioned you, so your fiancée asked me to come to you. Oh, I'm going to introduce them to you, you'll be interested. ”

Ashrufat didn't have time to answer, but Ace had already grabbed his hand and led him into the hall. "They were amazed when I told me that you sold the horse back to its original owner at a low price. They said that with the strength of that horse, it would be worth at least 30,000 gold Oli on the royal side......"

Fana stood still, watching the backs of the two men leaving. It took a long time for her to let out a long breath, then she held the flask in her hands and walked towards the hall.

Fana's job is simple: to add wine to the delicate and beautiful glass flask at the ball. She was dressed like this, and there was nothing striking about her at this ball. Most of the visitors simply ignored her. As she poured the wine, she saw Ashrufat surrounded by about seven or eight female guests, talking non-stop.

She couldn't stay here for too long, though. So she quickly left with the empty flask. Almost no one noticed that she had entered the hall through one side door, but had exited through the other. After all, what is there to pay attention to the route of a maid's movement? at most, it takes a circle to return to the kitchen.

No one noticed in the hall, and no one noticed her after leaving the hall. So, although she was supposed to return to the kitchen from the hall, the worst thing she did was to make a detour to the garden. Of course, from an objective point of view, this mistake is not serious, because the size of the mansion itself is also limited, let alone going around a small circle, even if it is a big circle, or even walking around the entire mansion, it will not take too much time.

Fana stopped at this side of the garden. She held a large clay flask in her hand, which was already empty, but her eyes swirled around.

There is no one else in the garden, and there is no gardener in charge of the management. In fact, even a gardener would not care about her, because the garden is well managed and worth looking around for those who are new to it. But if someone looked at her face closely, they could see from the anxious expression on her face, the helpless look, that she was indeed lost.

The garden is surrounded by a low wall, and through the small panes on the low wall, you can see the vestibule on the other side. There, there were many wagons parked, and the coachmen were chatting together. It wasn't going in the right direction, and she turned to the other side, where there was a side door to the garden. She walked in, only to find that it was a separate courtyard, just a small house.

"Who?!" the people in the room noticed an uninvited guest outside. With a shout, a woman walked out of the room.

The woman was dressed in a red low-cut gown, which at a glance was a guest invited to a ball. The woman glanced at Fana, and could easily discern the identity of her maid from her clothes and the flask in her hand.

"What are you doing here?" her gaze rested on the flask. No matter how you look at it, this thing should be sent here. The flask gave her face a look of surprise and she began to look around.

It was very bright, and there was no place to hide. So she immediately saw that this maid was the only one here. And the expression on the other party's face made her even more suspicious.

"Did you come here to eavesdrop?" she asked. The latter took a half-step back, his face flushed with such an anxious look, but he couldn't say anything.

"Wait, Ann, she's not. Another voice rang out. Another woman came out from behind the female guest. "She's not a suspicious person. ”

After seeing the second person, Fana's expression immediately relaxed.

But she ...... Do you know each other?"

"Her name is Fana, and she's my sister. Shirley replied. "The kind that is related by blood. ”

"Your sister, your sister by blood, won't you...... Then she's ...... too"

"Nope. Shirley shook her head. "She's not, she's just my sister. She sighed softly. "It's useless for you to push her, she's a mute. Or rather, she's mute from your point of view. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, she can speak, but you can't hear her. Shirley replied. She turned to face Fana. "Sister, what are you doing here, why are you dressed like this?"

Ann looked at the sisters in confusion. Although she could neither hear Fana's voice nor make any gestures, Shirley appeared to be speaking normally.

"What! I don't need you to come even if there are a few maids! I know that you will get lost in a slightly more complicated place!"

Fana looked embarrassed, but she didn't speak. Ann was pretty sure that from beginning to end, the woman named Fana didn't even move her lips. But judging by Shirley's voice and look, she was indeed talking to the other party. It's a strange scene, it looks like a one-man show in a theater, where the actor speaks to a character who doesn't exist. But is this a performance? Does it make sense?

"I said, I don't need you to help!" Shirley looked unhappy. "Hurry back, go over here, go around the side and go on the road, the second gate on the left! Forget it, I'll take you there, otherwise you won't be able to tell the difference between left and right, and you don't know where to go around." ”

"I'll go over and you go to the ball for a while. Shirley said to Ann as she left. "If you can, it's best to be friends with him or his two fiancées...... It can become a dark line in the future. ”