You'd better stay away from me, Delphine thought, otherwise I won't be able to hold the spoon steady.
The nights in Bonfire Town are cool and the stars are bright. When the lord of the earl lies in his rocking chair and enjoys a rare summer night, there will always be people who constantly try to disturb this peace. In the girl's eyes, Ansha's back and forth was as annoying as a mosquito. If you can only choose between gauze and spices, you will understand that this metaphor is extremely appropriate at this moment.
The first time it was a thin blanket, which she threw aside impatiently. This was followed by low-alcohol red wine with honey, which Danlfion happily accepted. But things got out of hand from here - candles and puddings, scriptures and apple pie were all served on the table at the same time. It was such a terrible thing that it never occurred to Delphine that anyone would think she must have the same habits as Duke Tracy. Even the request for midnight snacks is unchanged.
It is true that she is also a lord, but she is different from her mother. not at all.
"Gaia on top." The girl squeezed out a moan from her throat, "Lucia!" Maybe the God of Light is closer to her now. As one of those protected by him, Danlfion desperately hoped that the goddess of justice would listen to her prayers. "Do you have to get in my way, Ansa?"
"I'll deliver-"
"Take it away!" she said hastily. "Whatever it is. Don't use anything as an excuse. Leave me alone."
"Sir, I can't let you stay here alone. This is really remiss."
"As if you staying here can help me in any way. With Mr. Lemons protecting my safety, he is much better than a servant like you."
"The Glorious Council has been in conflict with the Ice Territory for a long time. They are unreliable."
So are you reliable? A gift from Mother, or a spy watching me? Last night, Dandelfien saw Ansa releasing a homing pigeon, its gray wings flapping and heading north. She suddenly felt that drinking alcohol for the first time in her life was boring. "You can say this to the bishop." Danlfien mocked, "They won't do anything to you, but be careful of being attacked by fanatics at night. These people do not belong to the council, so they are not bound. "
"There are very few followers of Lucia left near Winnivas."
"It's a blessing." Danlfien stood up, and the cold air in the black stone wall took away the warmth from her back. Even if the projection of Bonfire Town is as warm as spring, the Ice Territory is still the Ice Territory. She put on the blanket. "I don't want to stay here any longer. When are you going to Whinney Watts? My inauguration hasn't happened yet."
"Now, my lord?"
"Right now, we're traveling through the night."
Ansha hesitated, "You won't sleep well."
"I can't even sleep soundly here." Danlfion made up his mind, "Go back to Winnie Watts, go back to my castle."
When the maid ordered to pack up and the soldiers and knights hurriedly packed up, a knight in shining armor came to report to the earl: "Miss, the priest wants to see you. She is very concerned about the situation in Winnie Watts."
"What's there to worry about?" Could it be that it has been occupied by demons?
"It has something to do with the castle." He said vaguely, "She said she was very sorry." Danlfion tried to ask, but the knight stopped talking and kept shaking his head, signaling the young count to follow him.
Dandelphin was surprised that he actually brought Ansa with him. They climbed the spiral staircase of the villa, passed through an arched gallery hung with strange pictures and covered with silver linen carpets, and climbed to the top observatory. The white-robed priest is waiting here. She was holding a book, which was the scripture that the girl planned to read in the courtyard.
As soon as the count arrived, she put down her book and stood up, dragging her robe with her. The woman's facial features are stretched softly, and the shadows miss the bridge of the nose and eyelashes layer by layer. There are no short velvet hairs on her forehead, and every single hair is docile. Inside the room the priest took off his pointed hat and hung it on the wall. That way when Arabella took it off, the sharp corners and sun disk emblem were still intact.
The darkness dimmed her light.
"Countess," said the Priestess politely.
"I'm about to leave, Priest Arabella. Do you have anything to tell me?"
"I prayed for you at Winawase before you came," answered Arabella. "It is not safe to travel at night, but I have something else to say."
"I can only do my best to help if asked."
"Request? Of course it's not a request. You have helped us so much, how can we shamelessly make demands? In fact, the paladins all have goodwill and respect for you. They all know that they can lead peace in the ice. I rest peacefully because of the protection of a tolerant and just lord like you." Priestess always has the ability to speak these vulgar words with sincerity, earnestness, and solemnity, just like reciting hymns in church. .
She really meant it, of course I knew that. Dandelphin was even a little embarrassed. If there was anyone in the council who scared her the most, then that person was neither the pleasant Bishop Edgar nor the calm paladin captain, but the white-robed Priestess in front of her who had some misunderstanding about communication. When Danlfion was forced to talk to her, he felt like he was dealing with the nun from the church as a child.
Fortunately, the other party seemed to be more embarrassed than she was. "I'm sorry about Winnie Watts. We can't stop the White Envoy from wreaking havoc in the castle... I guess we can't move in there until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"What did he do?"
"The reason lies with us. I went to visit Sir Nedon, and he entertained us warmly and let us rest there." Arabella blushed. "We had a battle in the front garden, which caused the castle and a round tower to collapse. "
Dandelphin guessed what happened next. That's what she worried about. From the gardener, Ansa got news about Winnie Watts. But she didn't expect the matter to be so serious - the newspaper didn't dare to take photos of the Lancoste family's residence. She thought the battle was only at Frostleaf Castle, and that the magician could handle it in a few minutes.
It's funny, they are building a new residence for me before I, the lord, arrive. A dark anger flashed across the face of the young earl, but the maid behind her said "ah", her voice full of fear.
"Are the Paladins unharmed?" Ansa reminded her. The count put on a mask of fear and forced himself to care about things he didn't care about at all. "It's really terrible."
"No. Only Chief Lemons was injured, and he has recovered now." Arabella forced a smile. Delphine recalled the knight commander's pale face and knew that she was probably not telling the truth.
"Countess, Winawase is not safe right now. I hope you can rest for one night in Bonfire Town and leave tomorrow morning. When you arrive at the main city, you will have a place to rest." Priestess persuaded, " The knight commander left a magician in the manor to help, and I guarantee that the council will compensate for the damage."
Why should I obey your orders? I am the Earl of Iceland. "Thank you for your help," she said slowly, "but staying here makes me very uncomfortable. When I left Yotsuba Castle, my stupid maid didn't remember to prepare many summer clothes for her master."
"This is a trivial matter." Priestess smiled, "I will use magic to drive away mosquitoes and heat. Here you can wear a skirt if you want, and you won't feel uncomfortable if you want to wear a cloak. The goddess loves women of your age. My child, no matter what magic is used, He will not blame me.”
Divine magic is different from magic. It is a kind of mystery derived from gods. Danlfien had heard that some priests had fallen due to indulging in desire, and had been deprived of the ability to perform divine magic. She and Gavin were taught by a nun from the Church of Gaia. She told Danlfion that magic is a response to faith.
If someone uses magic to do something ungrateful, magic cannot succeed.
"Then I have no choice but to trouble you, Miss Arabella."
After the young count agreed, the white-robed priest ordered the knight waiting at the door to patrol and bring a plate of cheese from the kitchen. Delphien was reluctant to eat these things, but Miss Priest enjoyed them. She couldn't help but imagine what kind of tasteless dishes the bishops and priests of Zangwill got after their hard work every day.
Dandelphine could tell that Arabella was planning to chat with her. As a woman, there are only a few ways to get closer.
But to be honest, there is no common language between them - the things mentioned by the white-robed priest, gods, scriptures, candles and prayers again and again; Danlfion will ask questions when it is curious, and when it is his turn During her turn, tell Arabella about the combination of spices and hair accessories. At this time, the Priestess is often unable to respond.
By the time Danlfion left the astronomy room, the moon had risen. It was the first time she saw such a clear moon, and the cracks on it seemed to be on the surface of her eyeballs. The night of the broken moon in the Ice Territory, the beginning of the Frost Moon. Even the moon is full earlier than usual in this damn place.
Ansha asked in a low voice: "Sir, are we leaving right away? Go from the backyard, leave a group of soldiers behind, and set off with the others and the carriage."
"Didn't you hear me? We're leaving tomorrow morning."
To her surprise, the maid looked at her strangely, and her gaze made Delphine feel uncomfortable all over. "We have to leave Bonfire Town as soon as possible." She spoke in a low voice, "The priests of the council want you to stay."
An inspiration flashed through my mind. Dandelphine suddenly realizes that Arabella's guilt stems not only from the damage to Lancaster Manor. She wants me to stay, why? Staying with the Paladins of the Glorious Council, her breath hitched, they wanted me to stay because of the White Emissary of the Sky Tower. They are afraid, and I am the talisman of these cowards.
If Ansa hadn't reminded her, she would have lost her aristocratic attitude in front of Arabella. The current situation was much worse than being rude. Danlfien was sure that if Bai Zhishi came to his door, he would not give him any special treatment.
"Do as you say, Ansa."
The young count staggered down the stairs and ordered: "Ask the guards to bring a message to the priestess. It should be delivered one hour after we leave at the earliest."
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