On the steam train in the city, Emilia sat next to Mir. At this time, she changed into a silk palace dress. She looked noble and beautiful, but her fingers were holding the corners of the dress, adding a hint of shyness.
The conductor glanced at the two people from time to time. To be honest, he was not a person who liked to pay attention to passengers, but these two people were too eye-catching.
Almost no one in the entire Stolon didn't know that the beautiful noble lady was the heretic's fiancé. Although she unilaterally broke off the engagement, the heretic was still a heretic, and no one except the knight wanted to have anything to do with the heretic.
However, almost no nobles would be engaged to knights. Those knights could be umbrellas to protect the people, or swords to kill corruption. Knights were directly affiliated with the church and would not give face to the nobles.
It's a pity that there are only thirty knights in Stolon, led by one captain and three squad captains. They spend most of their time looking for clues about heretics and have no time to care about whether those nobles have done anything dirty.
Stolen's civil judicial institution is run by the judicial office of the nobles. The entire judicial office has more than a thousand people, and they make decisions on everything from major matters in the city to petty thefts.
If it weren't for the fact that the knights had direct authority to order and make decisions over the judicial department, those nobles would have rebelled long ago.
Thinking of this, the conductor shook his head, no longer thinking about the church and the nobles, but turned his eyes to those two people again.
The two of them have been on the train in the city for a round, from St. Din Station to the Church of the Mother of God, and then from the Church of the Goddess of the Earth to the poorest slums. Until now, where do they want to go? Why do they seem to be ostentatiously passing through the city? , does that good-looking elf gentleman want to show off his beautiful partner to everyone? Doesn't he know that he is actually holding a piece of hot cheese?
"Mir, it's already been one round. Let's get off at the next stop. There is the largest opera house in Stolen. As you said, we need to be more natural." Emilia summoned the courage to pull up as she approached the stop. Touch the corner of Mil's clothes.
Mir was brought back from his wandering thoughts as he looked at the street: "Ah, yes, okay, it's all up to you. As you can see, I'm not familiar with the whole of Stolon right now."
Looking at his dazed look, the corners of Emilia's mouth curled up, but even after taking a train, the excitement in her heart was not calmed down, and her tone was still a little weak: "Actually, this is also my first time. , In the past, I was a very important bargaining chip for the family. Before I got married, I was always stared at. Even my fiancé couldn't ask me out.
It is common for aristocrats to get engaged and then break off their engagement, but the greatest value of a beautiful aristocratic lady who has never seen anything in the world is always her first marriage, and they will never let her cause more trouble before getting married. "
Hearing this, Mir was stunned for a moment: "Then your family's restraint on you is really serious, but now I can easily come out with you, is it because you have lost value to them? Oh, I'm sorry, No offense intended."
"Is this the point? What I want to say is that I..." Emilia's tone was unusually serious, with a hint of grievance, but she stopped before finishing the sentence. After calming down, he said: "There will be another noble in Stolon who wants to have a relationship with the heretic. This is not only afraid of the heretic's revenge, but also afraid that his reputation will be affected. But even if there is a noble who wants to be engaged to me, I will not I have even the slightest bit of interest and finally got out, but I don’t want to go back.”
At this moment, the steam train stopped. Without thinking, Mir took Emilia's white and tender hand and stepped off the train.
The scene in front of me is different from the chaos of Haowu Street, and it is not as monotonous as the Saint-Ding residential area. There is a large opera house in the center. There are many people coming and going on the street, mostly a man and a woman. At this time Like Mil, holding his partner's hand, many of those people looked here curiously.
Mir turned to look at Emilia beside him. She was fine just now, but now she looked like a kitten caught stealing cheese, her cheeks turned red.
"Hey~ are you okay, Emilia, I'm not familiar with this place," Mir reached out to touch her forehead, fearing that this noble lady would accidentally catch the cold, and today's plan would be in vain.
"I, I'm fine," Emilia's voice was a little urgent: "Oh, yes, the opera house is very popular. If we arrive late, we may not even have a seat."
He didn't break away from Mir's hand as he spoke, and seemed to hold it tighter, walking quickly towards the door of the opera house.
Feeling a trace of sweat in the soft palms of his hands, Mir couldn't help but be stunned. Did the noble lady also have sweaty hands? Or she had been sitting on the train for a long time and contracted a bit of wind chill. After all, the train seats were cold.
"Welcome to both of you, Charles... Distinguished noble lady, you have come at the right time today. The play is about to begin. Today's performance is Stolen's love," the man selling the tickets said. She looked at the two people in front of her with a charming face, and when Emilia moved closer to the man beside her, she quickly changed her usual name.
This also made Mir slightly surprised. The man did not say those two words in a contemptuous tone. In his eyes, it was not offensive. This made Mir even more confused about the world. Can a woman remove that title only if she is engaged to another man?
Or in their eyes, unilateral dissolution of an engagement does not count unless it is engaged to another person?
But before she had time to think about it, Amelia took out a gold coin and threw it over: "No need to look for it, put it in a more conspicuous place for us."
This shocked Mir. Although it was not unusual for him to take out a gold coin, but when he thought that watching an opera cost about fifty silver coins, he had serious doubts about the values of this world. You know, this One ticket can cost Zoe a month's salary.
But when I think about it more carefully, compared to those concerts in my previous life, the price seems reasonable. After all, according to Emilia, this is a popular opera house.
"Yeah, you are such a generous person. There are still two empty seats in the first row, just for people like you who love opera and appreciate opera." The ticket seller smiled like a chrysanthemum on his face and looked around. Finally, he quickly put the gold coins in his pocket, took out two tickets from another pocket and handed them over respectfully.
Looking at this situation, Mir looked strange. It turned out that it was not the ticket price that was high, but the tip given by Emilia. Looking at the chrysanthemum look on the ticket seller's face, the proportion of tips in one gold coin must be higher than The fare is still too high.
These two tickets were probably bought by this man in his own name, and he has been waiting for someone like Emilia to come to his door. Could it be that early scalpers evolved from domestic thieves?
Besides, is it inappropriate to ask her to buy the ticket? After all, Charles asked for it himself: "Amelia, I actually have some savings."
"Pfft," Emilia couldn't help but laugh softly: "Then after the opera is over, you can treat me to dinner."
"Okay," Mir didn't hesitate anymore. The two took the tickets and walked into the opera house holding hands.
