When Woody returned to the aristocratic district in the carriage, the sky had already darkened.
Thick dark clouds firmly covered the starlight and the moonlight, just like a thick veil covering the eyes.
But for Woody, there is actually no difference.
The lights and darkness outside the window are nothing more than one being brighter and the other being dimmer, both of which can be seen clearly.
Today, apart from spending a lot of time in the blacksmith shop, he spent most of his time issuing commissions, preparing supplies, and purchasing materials. However, when everything is ready, the rest of the things will be much simpler, just deal with it.
Just have the potion ingredients delivered to your door every day.
When he returned to the wine estate, the light in the study was still dim. Obviously, his aunt had not come back at this time. However, not long after he returned to the cabin, Weilandu followed the smell and came over.
She was furious at the moment. It was obvious that Woody's sneaking away alone made her very angry.
Woody's hard talk made her resentment dissipate slightly, and she began to discuss the matter with Woody in a serious manner.
"Woody, mother said she wanted me to go to St. Lawrence, but she forgot to tell you yesterday..."
Weilanduo hid her grandfather's questioning of her, but chose to tell Woody the final result.
However, his aunt told him this matter last night, so Woody didn't look surprised, but replied calmly.
"Then what do you think?"
"Well, I don't know, but I don't have many friends in the academy here. I'm not very interested in the operas, nobility, and balls they discuss. Compared to that, I might as well read more books."
"But going to St. Lawrence is too far away from home. It may be half a year or even a year before I see my mother and you again."
Weilanduo sat on the back of a velvet chair in Woody's room, lying on it with her little head supported by both hands. Her blue eyes were full of confusion. It was obvious that she was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
The child has no plans for the future.
"I think it's pretty good, and I also heard that there is a big library in St. Lawrence. As for your mother and I, maybe your aunt will look for you if you don't come back."
Naturally, Woody could not persuade her to stay, so he would not stop her from going to St. Lawrence. In order to strengthen her belief, Woody also took the initiative to reveal to her many of the scenery and features she saw in St. Lawrence, which attracted her.
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For example, there is an all-encompassing library, a dictionary that can ask questions, and other effects that spells have on that city.
Weilanduo's daily hobby is reading all kinds of books, ranging from knight adventure stories to kingdom history. Her room is full of books. As a literary girl, there is nothing that books can bring her.
The attraction is even stronger.
Therefore, in just a few moments, the scene of the royal capital that Woody painted diluted the mood of separation and sorrow that Villando was about to part with.
She began to look forward to it, and even hoped for more.
For example...she looked at Woody longingly, obviously remembering the main purpose of coming tonight, which was to invite her cousin to go to St. Lawrence with him.
"I'm sorry, I have my own things to do..."
Woody showed Weilanduo the contract certificate that the carriage caravan had given him after paying the deposit.
Weilanduo then gave up her plan to get Woody to go to the royal capital with her. She never thought of stalking Woody to make him change his mind.
After all, in the scripts and stories she read, it seemed that all the supporting actresses were shameless and unreasonable, and she didn't want to be a supporting actress...
It was also the second day after Woody and Weilando chatted.
A piece of news about the trial conveyed from the Temple of Dawn in the Trade Area caught the entire aristocratic circle in Palermo off guard.
"First, the Pike family was accused by many nobles of harboring heretics. The pollution in the city was suspected to be related to them, and a citizens' meeting was held at the Judgment Hall of the Other Day."
"Then there is Miss Jennifer, a noble girl who has just returned to the Mel family. She is even accused of "killing the nobles" and "replacing the nobles". She is an impostor!"
These two uproar instantly overshadowed the news of Filius's victory today, and the noble men and women in various salons who received the news couldn't help but whisper.
For example, the nobles' annihilation of bandits can be praised as bravery at best, but when two nobles in a row get into trouble, it is enough for them to put aside all comfort and study seriously. After all, no one knows who will be next?
At the same time, many people turned their attention to the news of the trial.
Because the news claimed that the outcome of this trial was achieved with the help of an enthusiastic noble.
Soon, the name of the enthusiastic noble was quickly exposed.
Everyone was shocked because of that name...
——"Susan Edith."
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Time goes back to the night before.
In Palermo, a coastal city with a population of more than 100,000 people, the scenery at night is also quite beautiful.
The three temples of the Goddess of Life, the God of War, and the Lord of Dawn are in the shape of a letter and firmly occupy the center of the trade area, like the three most shining stars among the stars on the ground.
Pedestrians walking along Queen's Road only need to look up to see the tall and majestic white buildings and the majestic and sacred statues of gods.
The human incarnation of the Lord of Dawn is an extremely handsome young man with curly hair. He is holding a ceremonial staff in his right hand and holding a book in his left hand. He has a certain temperament as an intellectual scholar.
At this time, at the entrance of the temple, a lady wearing a solemn black dress was looking at the statue of the god who was almost eye-level with her in the distance, and a peaceful voice with vicissitudes of life came from behind from the temple hall.
"The trial order has been issued, Mrs. Susan should be relieved."
The old man who spoke was wearing a black and gold monk's robe. He was already sixty years old, but the lenses of his gray eyes were still clear and clear, with no turbidity.
——It is the deputy chief priest of the Temple of Dawn, Gwell Murray.
Apart from a head of gray hair, other wrinkles and brown spots are rarely visible on his body.
Coupled with the burly and bulging chest, it is difficult to imagine that he is an old man over fifty years old.
"There's nothing to worry about, I just didn't expect it to be true."
Susan Edith rubbed her scalp and looked at the dark sky. A hint of fatigue often flashed through the sharp eyes of the outside world.
Today in the basement of the temple, she witnessed with her own eyes how the beautiful girl broke through her fair skin and turned into a drow with jet-black skin. This had a big mental impact on her.
"Yes! I didn't expect drow to actually sneak into our city!"
The old priest also sighed slightly in agreement, but there was a trace of solemnity between his pale brows.
"But please rest assured, Madam, since we already know the plan of the drow elves, we will definitely drive them back underground completely."
"Families related to Drow will all face liquidation. The temple guards have followed the list and joined other temples to arrest them one by one."
Gwell frowned when he said this. It was obvious that he had just used suggestion on the drow prisoner in the basement, and the news he learned from the drow elf shocked him.
There are actually many nobles who have been infiltrated by the drow from the Underdark, and there are many nobles who are openly charitable and adopt war orphans.
Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise there would be consequences...
Susan Edith, on the other hand, looked far away in the direction of the aristocratic district, after recovering from the shock of the truth of the incident.
More or less, she had grown fond of this nephew who had suddenly changed and hinted at her implicitly.
