The wine ladies, Della, and Michael sat around, listening to Annan's story.
Annan felt that the atmosphere was a little strange at this time, but continued: "She is a little naive, a little ignorant, and a little clumsy..."
The three of them looked at each other.
"Do you mean the countess?"
"There is no one else in the Earl's Manor except Maria, right?"
The look in the eyes of the Wine Lady and Michael became more and more strange.
"Maria?"
"Uh... she's the countess." Annan explained before they had a deeper misunderstanding: "She was naturally very active when she was in the earl's manor. She had no defense against the outside world and behaved very purely... such as yearning for love and liking to stand barefoot in flowers.
Hai. He is clumsy and careless. He even gets stuck when looking through the wardrobe and asks for help. He wants to be brave and stand on a chair to reach for books...but maybe he is a noble?"
The countess of the manor made Annan more relaxed than at the banquet.
"Living in a cocoon house woven with honey, I have never experienced danger or pain, so I still remain innocent."
Michael looked at Mrs. Margaery, who was more experienced.
"Wine Lady?"
He was not sure whether Annan was immersed in the countess's tenderness, or whether he was just sympathetic to the girl who was forced to marry the countess who could be her grandfather.
"Annan, you will face many temptations here."
The Wine Lady also didn't know, and could only use her own experience to warn Annan: "As a young, loverless, and warlock King of the North, your attraction to the women in Breeze City is like the gold coins at the feet of the refugees."
"The countess is no exception?"
"My sweetheart, you are the king of the north and the youngest city lord in history..." The wine lady sighed softly: "Why do you think we gathered around you?"
This is a good question. Annan has never thought about it. In other words, he has never thought about the friends around him from the perspective of interests-that would make emotions like rotten apples, difficult to swallow.
But that doesn't mean he doesn't know.
"Profit?"
The black pupils gradually became peaceful.
"Ahem... I just want to watch Annan grow into the real King of the North." Michael felt that he had no other ideas.
The wine lady looked at Michael and said nothing.
"What? Did I say the wrong thing?"
The wine lady remained silent.
"Uh...you want me to avoid it?"
The wine lady nodded, and Michael used the horn staff as a walking stick and said, "Okay, I'll go outside and enjoy the cool breeze of the summer night."
Michael walked out of the living room, and the head maid standing on the stairs also avoided privacy. Only the wine lady and Dela were left in front of the sofa.
"Annan, the countess and I are in the same situation."
The Wine Lady tells Annan about the crisis facing the Winchester family:
Relying on the winemaking industry and the terrifying business acumen of the wine lady's husband, Torey Winchet, the Winchet family became famous. In just a dozen years, about one-fifth of the wine in Plan Grant County was produced in Wincher.
The Winchet family winery. But five days ago, the most important winery of the Winchet family was looted by bandits and burned down by fire.
Nearly half of the Winchet family's red wine is stored there.
This is not all the losses - all the wine has been sold, only transportation is needed. This robbery not only caused heavy losses to the wine lady, but also tripled the compensation due to the failure to deliver the goods in time in the contract - that is something the wine lady cannot afford.
expensive price.
On the surface, the Winchet family is calm, but in fact, there is an undercurrent.
"So we have gathered around you to help you, and we hope you will help us."
"Lady Maria too?"
"I don't know. But if she is as innocent as you say, she will not be able to keep the legacy left by Earl Morgan..."
Torey Winchet... Could the Wine Lady's dead husband be the one who made a pact with the devil?
Click——
At this time, the two doors to the living room were pushed open.
The wine lady said no more.
"I don't want to disturb you, but..." Michael pointed helplessly outside the manor, "The usurper is here."
Annan and Michael left the living room to pick up Olmedo.
"Annan still doesn't know the difference between candy and sugar-coated poison."
In the living room where silence had returned, the wine lady looked at Dela.
"Keep an eye on him and protect him until..."
…
The cries of nightingales and insects came from the meadows.
"I heard that you came back from the Earl's Mansion and rushed over. Did you find anything?"
"No."
However, Annan told Olmedo about the different temperament of the countess at the manor and the countess at the banquet, and his thoughts were divergent: "Could the real countess be replaced by the rat man?"
"Don't say this to anyone else... but the Skaven do cause chaos by pretending to be us."
"If I had known she was a rat-man, I would have been a guest at the manor longer..." Annan said regretfully.
Olmedo thought he wanted to investigate the Countess further: "There will be a chance."
The busy Olmedo left quickly, and Michael and the wine lady also said goodbye to Annan not long after.
The wine lady did not ask Annan for help when she left.
Annan returned to the bedroom and moved the spider bottle that Kaoru was staring at.
"You can't eat this."
Then he dug out the letter that Fire Crow brought on the day of the banquet.
[To my brother:
Don't believe any letter!
There is only the letter asking you to ask for help from the Lawrencet family. Apart from this, we have not sent you any letters, and do not believe what it asks you to do.
This fire crow will help us. If you want to say anything, give the letter to the fire crow and it will bring it back.
Next is what your second sister said:
Levis, I miss you so much... You don't know how happy we are when we know you are okay. If you are bullied over there, come back, this is your home. Don't worry I will laugh at you, I'm sorry, I shouldn't always
I'm bullying you...I realized that nothing is as important as family...
By the way, your handwriting is really ugly now. I'll tell you that sister's method is of no use at all. But you are not allowed to refuse to reply to us.
——Your family]
Annan did not want any contact with Levi's family, even through correspondence.
He didn't want to take advantage of the emotions among the Reeves family. The more letters they pretended to be Levi's and they replied, the more hope they rekindled, until they learned the truth, the building collapsed, and everything was gone as the bubbles exploded.
But doing nothing would only make them more worried and even come running. Annan had no choice but to pick up his pen and remain aloof:
【My sisters:
Please rest assured that I ignored that fake letter. I... lost some memories and even forgot the common language, which is why the handwriting is so ugly. You don’t have to worry about me, everything is fine with me here...]
