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CHAPTER IX Mrs. Delavenel is not so easy to do!

Until now, Griffith's true intelligence has been carefully concealed.

Sonia pushed a file over: "In the file of the Reserve Army Headquarters, you are the Sequence 8 "Agent" rather than the "Obstacle Breaker"; in addition, the file records that you obtained the Water Goddess's

Favored, you can use advanced ice armor to form a shield for combat."

Griffith was stunned for a moment: "Ah? And the Goddess of Water? I have never been to her temple once."

Only a few acquaintances knew Griffith's true ability, and he himself did not believe in the Water Goddess at all, and had never been to her temple. The thought that there was actually a deity with relevant authority made him feel guilty.

"Of course, what you said is so rude!" Sonia criticized him with a smile, "Let's go another day."



The August sun is like fire.

Sonia stopped writing notes in her hand, rubbed her forehead and looked out the window.

In the past few days, she was rarely in a good mood and felt depressed for no reason.

The war in Verona became more intense. The rebels all over the place were as endless as growing out of the ground, overturning the castles of local nobles one after another.

The newspaper at hand read in large letters the headline: "Verona nobles are fleeing to the east coast."

Sonia also knew a lot of information that was not in the newspapers. As soon as the summer session of the two houses of Congress ended, Count Larmore said goodbye to his family, boarded a warship in the port, and went straight to the old town to join the fully-manned 6th Army. He wanted to

Bring the newly formed auxiliary legion there to assist Count Chalon and the 10th legion in guarding the east coast, annihilating the rebels and maintaining order.

According to the decision of the summer meeting, the third and fourth armies of the Bayerland Army have also set off, also commanded by well-known veterans. The implementation of important national policies and proposals depends on these three powerful armies.

The war is so close.

The count didn't say anything to his acquaintances, but just made a few casual comments, thinking that the local rebels were not worth mentioning. Count William de Lamore is a famous general in the world, so everyone would naturally feel at ease when he said this. He was a familiar dignitary.

They offered their warm blessings one after another.

Countess Elena de La Mole is not worried at all. She will take charge of the affairs here while her husband is away from Bayerland.

However, in the past two days, the earl’s letter asked Sonia a confused question:

"When will Griffith return? He will join Professor Heinz as soon as possible after his return to familiarize himself with the Storm Troopers Squadron and the 603 Technical Experiment Squadron."

The letter didn't say anything in detail. Sonia felt confused.

It was Galadia's birthday party. Griffith also went to deliver gifts on behalf of the Larmore House. How could he come back early? Did Dad forget something again?

Professor Heinz has been helping his father with advice over the years, and there is even news that he will serve as chief of staff on the Western Front. School also started when Griffith came back. Could it be that the war situation in Verona is actually very serious and they need to come together?

help?

"Fiona, is there any news about Count Chalon?" Sonia came back from her thoughts and touched her best friend's hand across the desk anxiously. After returning from the Bellomont ruins, the two of them spent most of this summer together.

of.

"No way~ He only wrote a letter, and my mother already suspected whether he had hooked up with another woman there, and she will go to Old Town to question him in person in the next two days!" Fiona sighed, "Humph, it's all...

It’s an excuse, I must be thinking about my man and it’s too late to think about it. I don’t know about them yet.”

"How's the war going there?"

"It doesn't look good. It hasn't been wiped out for several months, and two more legions have been sent. The rebels are not very powerful. I understand that the local nobles can't handle them. Why can't my dad suppress them? Sure enough, I am

He is the most powerful in the family!"

You were so reckless that you overcame the rebels. Griffith and Lasalle were frightened to death next to you. Sonia criticized her in her heart.

Speaking of Griffith, what is he doing now? Are you having fun with Galadia? Canaan must be beautiful. I really want to go...

Sonia thought about things endlessly and scribbled on her notebook.

If Dad recruits Griffith to go to the front line of Verona, should I stop him... If it is Griffith, he may become famous in the war. Dad said privately that he will be a good commander, but he needs to be tempered.

.

Dad and his friends got some Verona noble inheritance, one of which was the ancient de Ravenel family that had cut off its heirs, and Griffith was one of the candidate heirs. This name is really nice,

But Griffith must pay a lot of money to get it, and his father won't be so generous.

De Ravenel... Madame de Ravenel, what a nice name.

Ah! What am I thinking!

Sonia's face turned red and she looked down at her scribblings in her notes.

The charcoal pencil vividly drew Griffith's profile. The unintentional brush strokes left a sharp line of sight and a resolute outline on the paper, truly depicting his decisiveness, determination, extreme rationality and strong self-confidence.

.

Sonia closed her notebook with a snap and glanced nervously at Fiona opposite.

"Oh, Sonia, have you started drawing comics too? I think your drawings are very good!" Fiona just glanced at them without seeing clearly, "What are you drawing? Let me see!"

Sonia's cheeks turned red to her ears, and she was so nervous that she couldn't say a word. If anyone wanted to take away her notebook, she would resist to the end, even if it was a god.

If Fiona comes to rob her, she will have a fight with Fiona!

"Don't be embarrassed! This is a very good thing!" Fiona said calmly.

It's a very good thing... How will I behave if this word spreads!

"Here, let me show you what I drew!" Fiona opened her notebook and showed it to her best friend openly.

Sonia looked at it and saw the green outline and simple composition. Her painting skills were not very good but it looked pleasing to the eye. She couldn't help but ask:

"This is?"

"A continuous four-frame painting. This is Rana, I'm pretty good at painting, right?"

"really not bad."

Sonia looked at Fiona with admiration. She is so courageous, I don’t dare to draw my own Shutoral, others will see it.

Sonia turned back a page and found that the boy in the picture album looked familiar. She exclaimed: "Isn't this Griffith?"

"That's right!" Fiona nodded approvingly, "It seems that I have drawn his temperament."

You, how could you! Sonia was shocked and even angry. Is Fiona trying to trick Griffith? You did win the victory together, but you can't do this! You are not my best

My friend! Griffith is my knight!

Unprecedented anger and unwillingness were brewing. Sonia felt as if she was watching the canary being snatched away by a sneaky little wild cat. She almost took off her shoes and threw it away.

She looked at her good friend seriously, knowing that she had to talk to her about this matter.

Let Fiona know that Madame de Ravenel is not so easy to do!

"Come on, look at the third page!" Fiona didn't pay attention to her expression at all, as if she was eager to share a secret that she had hidden in her heart for a long time.

Sonia looked at it and jumped up from her seat in shock: "Why are they hugging each other?!"

"Hehehehe," Fiona smiled like a flower, "This is the latest genre technique and narrative, the personal notebook painting method.

"Now, hey, let's watch the climax!

"Cover your mouth!"



Griffith once again takes a sailing boat across the Sea of ​​Tranquility. This time he will go north along the Tierne River, from the waterway to Canaan. Without friends to accompany him, the long journey will be peaceful and boring...

It's supposed to be calm and boring.

"Determination is just a slave to memory, it will change at will according to your memory."

Oh! This book is so interesting, "Ann Hathaway", no wonder my father-in-law, ah, no wonder the consul likes it! Griffith stroked the cover of the book. This author whose pen name is "Shuige" really has a heart that reaches heaven.

, able to understand all characters and passions.

Archon Villanoy loved these works.

At the beginning, Griffith, who felt that time was tight and the task was heavy when looking at these two thick books, was like a candidate who is still trying to answer questions after the bell rang after the exam. He read "Ann Hathaway" from morning to night.

and "The Tempest". It didn't take long before he was completely obsessed with it.

"When we get rid of this dying skin,

"What dreams will come in the sleep of death?

"It gives us pause,

"Making us willing to endure long-term disasters,

"Otherwise, who would tolerate all kinds of torture in the world?

“Such as the government of a tyrant, the arrogance of the proud, the pain of a broken love, the slowness of laws, the insults of corrupt officials, or the humiliation of mediocre people,

"What if he could simply kill him with one blow?

"Who else would be willing to work as a cow or a horse?"

He recited loudly and excitedly, and the passengers around him took a detour.

He didn't know when it started, but he suddenly found that a person reciting high-spirited and strange lines to the vast sea was very touching.

He repeated the dialogue in the book and was deeply immersed in it. The other passengers watched in horror as the armed officer faced the sea and said some weird words, thinking that he was crazy. One after another, everyone reported to the captain that the people on the ship

The officer must be a follower of the evil god.

The captain looked carefully and found that the whole ship together might not be able to defeat him, so he could only tell everyone to go around.

In this way, after killing his passion on the deck during the day, Griffith began to worry about gains and losses again at night.

He checked his cavalry uniform to see if there was any loose threads or damage, and looked through the gift for Miss Elf. He felt good for a while, and felt bad for a while.

This is a ring customized with great effort and cost by the skilled craftsmen of Beyeland. The mithril ring setting uses the extraordinary characteristics of the puppet master as a gemstone, which allows the ring bearer to control and summon mysterious creatures and

The abilities of plants are very suitable for Extraordinaries like Galadia who have weak defenses.

However, this is a ring. Naturally, the elf lady cannot wear it on her ring finger. That is only for engaged people. It can only be worn on the middle finger, which means that she has a passionate lover.

What to do!

Whenever he looked at rings and gems, Griffith began to worry about gains and losses.

Why did I prepare such a gift! Once such a gift is given, I, I will have a showdown with her in Canaan!


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