The soft afternoon sunlight poured in immediately from the window and fell on her face. The porcelain-like skin was almost transparent, and the tiny blood vessels below were almost invisible. ● ⌒,
The prime minister looked a little cold, and when her gaze fell into the courtyard, she saw through the tree shade that there were more men and women in black robes in the courtyard.
Those people had dazzling black hair, which was fixed behind their heads with buns or straps. The special clothes of wide robes and long sleeves seemed to prove their identity.
These people are either from Jiufeng, or at least the lineage is from Jiufeng, but Delphine knows more. Only Jiufeng can wear the phoenix. But these people have black phoenix patterns and blood red brocade For decoration, they can only have one history.
Ghost car family.
Cruz has a long history of business with Jiufeng. As a descendant of the Nederman family, she knows better than Brando the status of these people in Jiufeng.
The situation of this organization is actually not as bad as people think. Yufeng and the ghost car are in the same vein. The fact that the ghost car family can thrive in the Swift Plain is also allowed by the former. In her opinion, the royal family of Jiufeng was too tolerant and gentle, and the civilians below also maintained a minimum of respect for the ghost car family.
This is something unimaginable in Vaund.
The relationship between the nine swords is too complicated, but she knows that the ghost car has actually deviated from their way.
She silently watched the man in the ghost car talking to Rosalinn's lord. See this old and ugly guy. As well as thinking of the other person's naked appearance when he looked at himself, Delphin couldn't help feeling bored. I actually feel nauseated.
When I was in the Empire. Why bother with such a small person. But the situation is better than people, not to mention the thing she knew by accident, her frowning again calmed down.
The noise in the courtyard was not due to a dispute between the two parties. The voice came from farther away. She randomly saw a embarrassing guy rushing in.
That should be a knight of Rosalind.
"It looks like something is happening outside." Delphin thought secretly, closing the window gently. She was a little worried about being noticed by the ghost car. Especially the man named Fang Qi, the other person's eyes made her feel completely penetrated.
Even before that person, she never felt that way.
She has always believed in her instincts as a woman, and sometimes avoiding danger is more important than finding out the truth. Skipping confidence is not necessarily a good thing.
"I don't know if it has anything to do with him."
Delphin sat back silently in the chair. She closed the diary, locked it, her face was cloudy, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
After a while, she faintly heard more noise coming from the outside, as if the entire castle had come alive. The Nederwin family also has its own territory and castle. Mobilizing their knights.
It looks like something really happened outside.
She frowned somewhat uneasily.
Someone was running around the aisle. With the sound of a chicken flying, Delphin waited silently for a moment, suddenly opened the door, and grabbed the maid who was hurriedly running past.
However, the other side's strength was too great, and she opened the door too suddenly, and was almost dragged to the ground.
The maid screamed in horror. Now no one in the castle knows that this somewhat fragile lady may be their future hostess. She hurriedly and carefully raised Delphin, fearing that the other party would Enraged by her look.
"Miss Delphien, me"
Delphin paled and smiled weakly at her: "It's nothing, it's my fault, Ms. Madeleine."
"Martha is on," the maid felt so guilty when she looked like her, "I'm really cursed for my rushing nature, I'm really sorry, Miss Delphin."
"What's going on outside?" Delphine hurriedly asked.
The maid froze for a moment, then remembered what seemed to be like: "Ah, of course, something bad happened. Someone made trouble in the city, and hurt a lot of knights of Lord Lord."
She exclaimed, and said with a little fear: "I hope it is not strange to enter the city, but Lord Lord has asked Mr. Boban to lead the inner knights out, and there should be no problem."
"Nothing will happen, Madeleine, Mr. Boban will handle it." Delphine comforted her.
The maid nodded quickly.
"Yes, Lord Lord?"
"Adult is preparing a horse."
"Prepare the horse, do you want to go out?"
"Of course, he's worried that another weird is making troubles, so don't worry, so follow it. By the way, Lord Lord gives you peace of mind, Miss Delfin."
Delphin nodded silently.
After quitting with this agitated maid, she closed the door again, stuck her back to the door, and her vest was completely wet. She exhaled, her eyes flashing inexplicable light.
She returned to her desk and waited for about a quarter of an hour, and the sound outside was finally quiet. Delphin glanced at his diary before silently pulling a line near the desk, and the bell on the line immediately rang.
A few minutes passed before the door knocked. A childish voice asked outside the door, "Miss Delphine, are you calling me?"
Delphin took a soft breath. "Come in, Sebass."
The door snapped open and a teenager with a dark complexion wearing a gray robe and gown came in from the door. He glanced at the room with some caution, and then his eyes fell on Delphin's back, his eyes were full of admiration and respect.
"Miss Delphin, what's wrong?" The boy whispered.
"Is the Lord Lord here?"
"Lord Lord, he went out. Miss Delfin."
The look on Delphin's face loosened slightly. "I need you to do me a favor, Sebass."
The boy froze slightly. A solemn look appeared on his face: "Miss Delphine. Tell me what you have to tell me."
She picked up the diary on her desk and asked, "Your friend, is he really reliable?"
"Uncle Xin, though he is trying to live on the black road, he is actually a good man," the boy asked sharply, "Miss Delphine. Do you have anything to do in Rosalin?"
"Almost. You asked your friend to help me inquire about a person. His name is Brando. He is not a native. The characteristics are obvious. You should be easy to find," she turned, looking at the one who was a little fascinated by her own eyes The young man in color, handed him the diary: "When you find the person, give this diary to him, but before this you must bring the diary with you, and you cannot give it to any You ca n’t tell anyone, you understand? "
"I understand." The boy looked solemnly at her. He answered sternly.
"Will you keep it secret for me, Sebass"
"I'll keep it secret for you, Miss Delphien," the boy panted a little harder. "Miss Delphien, you saved my life, and Sebass's life belongs to you."
"Okay, do you remember what I said?"
The teenager hurriedly repeated it again.
Delphin nodded, and she smiled softly, "Well, wait for you to find that person and tell him to go on page 77 of the diary."
"After page 77, Miss Delphin, I remember."
Seeing the other person smile at himself, the whole man was stunned, and he vowed repeatedly to ensure that the secret would not be revealed, and then left with this vow of confession.
Delphin saw the other person's back disappear out of the door, and the entire talent seemed to collapse, holding the chair down.
She didn't have much time, so she finally chose a reliable character design to make her believe that he had saved his life. I didn't expect to use this relationship in just one day.
Although the time is a little too short, but short is also short-term benefits, sometimes people's passion has not yet dissipated, and the blood boiling will prompt many things to be done without the brain. Although this state may not be so reassuring, she knew that she didn't have much choice.
As for the use of other people, there is never any psychological burden for the prime minister.
She sat in a chair and rested for a while. After being injured again, she felt that her body was much worse than before. This feeling of overdraft was very bad, but Delphin also knew that she didn't have much time. Stand up on the arm of the chair.
After a heavy breath, she staggered out of the door.
Brando and Phoenix are standing in a closed alley, which should be located in the slums west of Rosalind. The shacks and cluttered buildings pile up this dead end. The surrounding environment is really not wonderful. There was a sickening stench.
About a few minutes ago, they saw Instaron knock on a closed door with a secret signal. The genius general of Madara motioned them to be calm and restless, and then his figure disappeared into the door. Rear.
Nothing happened after that.
Huang Huo stood beside Brando, holding her sabre in her hand, and tried to speak several times, but she finally put up with it. The way of Yufeng, caring about the calmness of her mind, always felt that the other party might have noticed something, so she didn't rush to speak.
Brando looked at the seemingly calm little girl, but from the occasional frown she could see, the other seemed to be worried about herself.
He couldn't help but smile, and said, "Rest assured, he won't leave."
When Huang Huo stunned, she realized that her mood had been seen through by the other party, and she frowned, annoying herself that she was not calm enough.
"No, no," she whispered. "That guy is lying to you, Mr Brando."
"You can see it too," Brando raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
To be continued.