Vol 5 Chapter 206

"Then I'll go back first, Mr. Kent."

"Go, be careful on the road, it's not so safe outside right now."

Old Kent shook his head and watched Seti's figure disappear into the twilight outside the hotel before closing the door and preparing to snore. He has reached the age of years, and his hands and feet have become more and more inconvenient in these years. He slowly turned around, but suddenly found that there was a person standing behind him, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and then found that the other party was the one in the line Woman, he does n’t know what the other person ’s name is. She lived here with her companion three days ago, and the beauty she possesses is naturally memorable, not to mention some regrettable faint scars on her nearly perfect face. , Even more impressive.

The old Kent didn't know if it was his illusion, but felt that the scars on the lady's face had faded a little after a day without seeing her. He thought to himself how this might be possible. Perhaps he really saw a ghost and had an illusion.

"Miss, do you have any instructions?" Old Kent replied somewhat humbly. For a few days, he had faintly felt the tone and habit of the other side through a suffocating instruction. This feeling was that the noble ladies and old men in the city I've seen much more, but how did a noble lady come to his remote place to live and stay, and he didn't want to think about it-people with heads may not live longer this year: "It ’s everyone hungry It ’s time to order supper or something else, there are some materials in the kitchen ... "

"Is it called Seti, this girl?" Delphin's mouth was slightly raised, her gaze passed through the maple window on the other side, and a few parasol leaves were hanging out of the window, stained with the red of the sunset, in the wind Wagging slightly. She stared at the direction where Seti's back disappeared in the dusk, and the purple eyes quietly reflected the sunset.

"Yeah, this is a poor girl. I heard that her brother was on the battlefield, and old Chris was not well, taking care of his brother and sister and all the work at home fell on her." Old Kent couldn't help sighing and shaking his head "Old Chris has a good daughter, but luck is too bad. The goddess of luck never pities those who are most unfortunate."

"Don't she live here?"

"No. She has to go back every day. This is my franchise."

"Her brother went to the battlefield, east?"

"I don't know much about it, ma'am, it's probably south."

"On the south side." Delphin narrowed his eyes slightly. "Who is the one who picked her up?"

"People who pick her up?"

Old Kent froze.

"Maybe," Delphin said with a smile. "Maybe I read it wrong."

"what?"

"It's nothing, I mean that supper or something doesn't have to bother the elderly. If it is really necessary, I will let Miss Seti help her naturally."

"Martha is up. Thank you for your kindness."

The old Kent couldn't help but glanced at the lady very gratefully. Such a kind and beautiful aristocratic lady is rare in Rusta now, "I hope Jin Yan can always follow her and care for this kind lady . "He couldn't help thinking. Delphine just smiled quietly.

...

Outside the hotel, a young man in a short shirt grabbed Seti's hand and dragged her towards the Holy Mercury Bridge for dozens of meters. He stopped until he was far away from the view of the cat and beard. "What's wrong, Al?" Seti asked, puzzled. "Someone is watching you," the young man replied in a low voice.

"Surveillance? Me? Why?" Seti couldn't help looking back at the direction of the hotel. Now it has become a small plaque on the avenue: "Uncle Kent, he would never do that."

"That's someone else."

"You mean those guests?"

"Perhaps, be careful anyway. Seti." The young man turned and watched her earnestly.

Seti couldn't help but cover her mouth with a smile: "You are worried about it, Al, I and they are not the same people in the world, but thank you." She blushed and couldn't help but hold tightly the young man. hand. I feel the warmth in my hand is conveyed to my heart. "Al, what are you doing to me?"

"Don't forget the prayer meeting tonight."

"How come, is there anything important, and why is it mentioned suddenly?"

"The priests said. Tonight is the most important day."

Seti froze slightly, a flash of bright light flashed in her eyes, and held her breath subconsciously and asked, "Are you going ...?"

The young man nodded gloomily: "After today, the old witch looks good, and I will avenge Pepper myself someday!"

"Al, thank you," Seti replied softly, but her heart was a little disturbed. "But can we really do it?"

"Of course, have you forgotten what the old witch did? I heard that this **** country has recently defeated again. The defeat means more troops are needed. Seti, Uncle Chris, he can't go to the battlefield anymore. — "The young man did not have so much insight, but this did not prevent him from using the words of the priests as usual-although he did not necessarily like those people, he also had to admit that the other party was very reasonable, They had never seen this far before, and always endured suffering in silence—the words seemed to ignite the flame in his heart. He pursed his lips, and the flames of revenge burning in the depths of his eyes.

Thinking of her elderly father, Seti could not help but be silent. She has two younger brothers and a younger sister. In any case, she must stand up and protect the family.

"By the way, the High Priest Marianne mentioned you specifically," the young man suddenly thought, and changed his tone: "He told me to tell you that you must not be absent tonight."

Seti froze for a moment, not understanding why she suddenly became important, but then she thought of the harsh rules and realized that all she could do was obey: "I see."

The two immediately fell silent, and they walked quietly on the trail on the Holy Mercury Bridge, watching the golden light left by the sunset on the river. After a while, the young man said again: "Setti." His tone became soft and full of emotion.

"Ok?"

"I always think those guys are not good guys. When things are up, let's leave."

"But I have brother, sister, my father ..."

"Let me take care of them," the young man interrupted eagerly. "We bring them. Take everyone, and leave here far away."

The last ray of light was swallowed up by the river water, leaving only the sky of Yunxia still burning.

Seti was so sweet in her heart that she held the other's hand back and nodded slightly.

...

The hotel owner salutes Delphine respectfully, then stumbles away. Prime Minister Qianjin stood by the window. He glanced at the magnificent twilight on the avenue again and smiled unpredictably before turning upstairs.

In the second-floor room, Brando was analyzing intelligence, and in the past few days came from the Antoubro mission, from the Nazirs, and from the nobles in the city that Faina and Delphin contacted. All kinds of news came together, and finally it outlines everything that is happening in this city.

Sitting on a high-backed chair, Meditha carefully recorded the information on a parchment with a quill. Faina dictated softly, and she finished one. Just pick it up and set it aside. Brando then sorted it out and stacked it on the desk, where the last rays of sunlight were reluctantly leaving, and the window was already hazy.

He turned his head and saw the side face of the silver elf princess. The last sunlight was falling between her forehead and chin. Under the staggered light, the outline of the girl's face had a thin layer of subtle fluff. , Looks extraordinarily cute.

"Lord Lord. It seems that the Silver Queen does not severely restrict the nobles held in Mossburg, at least from this letter ..."

"Master Lord?"

Meditis turned her head to see what he was looking at. His face flushed: "Lord Lord ..."

Faina at one side stopped at the appropriate time to look at the report, and frowned. Facing the eyes of the two, Brando finally looked back and coughed awkwardly: "That ... sorry, that's where it is."

"letter……."

Brando then remembered the letter mentioned by Metisha.

The owner of the letter is no stranger to him. It is the head of the former Imperial Youth Corps. Faina's mentor, Ms. Veronica, who had been in the Ring of Winds and Fir Collar with him on both sides, this letter is that she learned that Faina used the relationship in the city to investigate her and Grand Daddy The trustee sent it out after the news.

Since Veronica did not know that he was near the imperial capital, Faina was described in the letter only about her and Grand Daddy's presence in Moss Castle, and they were treated generously in Moss Castle. In addition to being restricted in freedom, he did not receive harsh punishment as rumored outside, but in the words, the anxious mood of the female legionnaire was still visible.

She mentioned in her letter several times her anxiety and anxiety about these recent moves of the Queen of Silver. Standing together with the eldest son of the emperor is only because she is not optimistic about the choice of the silver queen, and does not want her madness to move her empire into an abyss that will never be restored.

Compared with the tangled interests of the northern nobles, the emotion contained in this letter is more acceptable to Brando. This is not understandable by egoists. It is a long-term vision and hopes that the motherland will be stable. Those who live at the bottom of the country can also enjoy the benefits of prosperity. This is a noble emotion, not blind, but just looking to the future.

Although belonging to different countries, Brando can empathize with this desire. The difference is that he has experienced such a history in person, but Ms. Veronica can see the future with her own eyes.

It is a pity that at this moment the empire has fallen into the abyss of war, but the female legionnaire is in prison and it is even difficult to protect herself.

He thought about it and replied: "This shows that the Silver Queen has not made up her mind yet. Some of these nobles can be drawn, but she can't take it."

"If we lose at Fatham ..." Medisa couldn't help but mention it.

"Then whoever dies is born," Brando said. "Fortunately, we won. Her Majesty has to find another opportunity to show her strength and deter people."

Faina looked a little nervous at the side, she should have been anxious—although the news from Mossburg was the best news she had heard in these days, but that did n’t mean she could sit back and relax. Her Majesty's reluctance to move is only because she is not completely sure. When the situation in Ludwig is certain, the Mehotophen family will be slaughtered on the cutting board.

She would never imagine that her family was the part of the aristocracy that Her Majesty the Queen could draw, because even though Grandpa Mo Ye had rebelled unconsciously, their inextricable connection with the northern nobles was indisputable.

Brando's words undoubtedly prove it.

However, at this moment, the big lady with a floral leaf collar seemed a little unthinkable. She looked at Brando and then at Metissa, and her face looked a little bit miserable.

Brando did not notice the anomaly of the young lady, and continued to ask, "Have the Nazirs been in contact?"

Meditha shook her head, and she put a piece of parchment in front of Brando: "This is a message from Princess Magdale, mentioned above a place."

"Where?"

"It's not a certain location, but as mentioned above, Constance Silver Queen has been there twice in the past week ... it's the Tulip District."

The Eastern Front has just failed. At this time, it is obviously impossible for the Silver Queen to have any mood to participate in the garden tour, or to visit any irrelevant characters. At this time, she will take time to go to the place. It is certainly not that simple, although it may be Smoke bomb, but could not help but Brando didn't take it seriously.

He was about to look at the map, and at this time Faina couldn't help but open his mouth:

"I know that place, Bu, Brando, there is the villa of the old prince, the brother of the prince, the old mansion of prince siris."

Hearing this place name, Brando finally remembered this place: "Is that the prince who died in the jihad?"

"And his two sons together," Faina added.

She stared at Brando and bit her lower lip.

Meditha glanced at the young lady with a strange look, and then looked at her lord, and suddenly her silver eyes flashed a clever sense of understanding, and her little mouth flickered without any trace. I can't help but feel a little funny. But there was no clue on her face, and she continued earnestly: "There is still a place near this old mansion, where there are heavy soldiers guarding, Antomb's envoys will be strictly inspected even if they pass by that place every day-"

"Where is that?" Brando frowned, wondering why it was getting more and more complicated, and it was hard for Her Majesty to set up restricted zones everywhere in the Imperial City.

"Hanlu Manor."

…… (To be continued, please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!

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