After closing the castle door, Werther sighed softly, with a distressed and reproachful tone: "Lina, why are you helping Kara filter the wheat?"
"If you hadn't told me today, I always thought that was my mission." Lina said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect that I would be deceived by her for so long."
"I didn't expect you to be innocent sometimes, haha~ Don't go to the warehouse anymore. You just need to complete the tasks I gave you and occasionally make some clothes. That's enough."
"I know." Lina smiled like a spring breeze, with the shyness of a young girl in her tranquility. "It's still some time before dinner. I see that you didn't eat much for lunch. I wonder if you are hungry. If so,
I will bring you milk tea."
"Okay, I just want to drink."
After dinner, Werther was about to go to the river to practice magic, but Lina suddenly ran over, put her hands behind her back, and looked at him with a smile. Such a springy expression appeared on the face of a delicate and quiet girl, which was enough to offend him.
People's hearts are rippling.
"Well, what's wrong with you?" Werther suddenly blushed, tilted his head back involuntarily due to nervousness, and asked in a low voice, fearing that his voice would be too loud and disturb the sweet atmosphere.
Lina deliberately showed an evil smile: "Guess, have you forgotten what we said this afternoon?"
Werther put his finger to his mouth, looked up, and murmured to himself while recalling: "What did you say in the afternoon?"
After a while, the smile on Lina's face disappeared, she leaned forward, opened her eyes wide, and said with disappointment in her voice: "No way, you really forgot, you obviously just said it dozens of minutes ago."
"Well, let me think about it." Werther sat on a chair, leaning against the table, closing his eyes and thinking quietly.
Half a minute passed and he couldn't think of anything, so he secretly opened one eye and looked at Lina's expression, and found that her face was full of tears, and the shy and expectant expression just now was gone.
Oops, if I don’t think about it again, I’m afraid Lina will be angry with me. Also, will our relationship be greatly compromised? What should I do? What exactly is she referring to? After coming back in the afternoon, she was made things difficult for her by Carla. I took my place
She stepped forward, and then she poured me another cup of milk tea. What else happened?
At this time, a familiar clicking sound came, which was the sound of Margery's high heels stepping on the floor.
Ahhhh, now is the time to be nervous, why did she come here again! Werther's heart became more nervous.
Margery sat on the chair, smelled the food on the table, and frowned: "Oh~ didn't I just say, dinner will be later, why is my portion already prepared, and it's already cold now?
Oh, I don’t like eating barbecue and bread that are so cold, and I told you to use a shell-shaped dinner plate, why did Kath completely forget about it!”
After saying that, she ran towards the kitchen and shouted: "Cath, please help me reheat the dinner and change the plate."
Werther breathed a sigh of relief. He just heard the shell and remembered that what Lina just said was a stone necklace. The two cracked stones were put together and looked like a shell.
Lina looked at Margery's back and smiled softly: "Now Kath will almost become her personal maid."
Werther showed a serious expression, walked forward and looked at her sincerely: "I remember now, you are talking about the stone necklace."
Linna nodded shyly, and took out two necklaces made by herself from behind, made of thin necklaces woven with colorful silk threads.
The rope is tied with small pink stones, which looks so cute.
"This is a token for the two of us~ You must put yours away carefully~"
"I will treat it as a treasure and put it away now."
Werther carefully took his necklace, returned to the bedroom, and put it in his wooden box. He walked out of the bedroom door and found Lina wearing a cloak.
"Are you going to practice magic today? I will accompany you."
"Of course, I will take you to the river."
The relationship between the two seemed to be getting closer. They smiled at each other and walked out of the door.
When they arrived at the river, Linna stood beside it, while Werther started practicing on the water. Today was not as cold as the previous few days, but he had already mastered the trick and was able to rapidly increase his magic power.
In just half an hour, the time he could stay on the water had increased, but for some reason, he felt extra muscle soreness today and his head was a little dizzy.
Perhaps, with the deepening of magic, the physical strength and energy required for practice increased, he thought to himself, slowly walked to the big tree, and planned to lean on it to rest for a while.
"Are you okay?" Lina asked with concern not far away, with worry in her eyes.
"I'm fine. This is something that often happens during practice."
"Do you want me to bring you some milk next time you come?"
"Well, that's a good suggestion." Witte said, "Also, you can bring magic energy fruits. If you feel uncomfortable, you can eat one. I remember that Wile picked some for me last time and there are still a few left."
"Then next time I will bring milk and fruits."
"I wonder when the trees next to the castle will bear fruit. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome for Wile to go to far away places to pick them." Werther said to himself again.
After resting, he practiced by the river for another two hours and then took Lina back to the castle.
On the other side, in the castle of Nightstone Town, Earl Marton tied a handwritten letter to the flying elf's front paw.
The flying elf licked his paws and stared at Earl Marton motionlessly, as if waiting for his order.
"Duke Duke should have returned to Frank City now. You fly to Frank City, Duke Duck's residence, and hand this letter to him."
After hearing this command, the flying elf nodded, took off into the air, and flew out of the window.
The attendant said next to Earl Marton: "If you let Duke Dark know about the theft of the hut, you will definitely be punished by him. Why don't we find the person who broke into the hut first and then take credit from him?"
After hearing what he said, Earl Marton hit him angrily: "You said we found it first. Isn't it because we had no other way that we had to inform Duke Dark? I also know that I will be scolded.
, but this is the only way to do it now! If you were not a useless servant, how could I have made such a move?"
"You are right. It's all my fault. If I hadn't been useless, you wouldn't have been in such a difficult situation. Your Highness, please stop hitting me to avoid pain in your hand."
"That's a good thing to say. Thinking about me means you're not too stupid."
Earl Marton stopped his hand, sat on the chair, and saw the exquisite strawberry pie on the table.
"Huh?" There was a look of surprise on his face, "This wasn't done by the maid, was it?"
"Yes, Your Highness, you tasted her cooking early yesterday morning.
After eating the food, I promised to let her help in the kitchen and gave her the task of making desserts for you every day. Could you have forgotten it?"
"If you hadn't reminded me, I almost forgot, what is her name?"
"Her name is Mitte, Your Highness the Earl."
As Earl Marton spoke, he took a bite of the strawberry pie. The aroma and sweetness instantly filled his lips and teeth, making him feel extremely happy.
"I remember her. She is a capable maid. I can let her serve my new wife personally in the future."
When the attendant heard what she said, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Your Highness, when will you get married again? Why didn't I know about it?"
Earl Marton put down his knife and fork, took a sip of juice, and then said: "Of course I am not married yet, but I think it will be soon. It has been almost a year since my last wife passed away, Duke Dark
It’s time to help me find a new wife.”
"But, the incident in the cabin will make him angry with you. Are you sure he will continue to help you find a new wife?"
"Definitely." Earl Marton's expression was very certain. "After all, I am considered a nobleman, and I am also an earl trusted by the king. If I don't have a wife by my side, I will be embarrassed by them. What's more, I just mentioned in the letter
Duke Dark is my biological uncle and will not ignore me in this matter. He will find me a gentle and beautiful wife."
The attendant sighed secretly. He knew that his master, the earl, had married several wives, but none of them could survive. Everyone said that those women could not escape the curse of being killed by him. I wonder if Notland has any
How many aristocratic women were frightened when they heard the name Macdonald, fearing that they would be chosen by the Duke of Darke to marry Earl Macdonald.
"Xiumu, why do you look unhappy? I know what you are thinking. You are also a noble, but you cannot marry because of my order. Instead, I, the master, married one after another, so you are complaining in your heart.
"I." After Earl Marton said this, he drank up all the juice left in the cup and put it on the table. "Change the cup and pour me another glass of milk."
"Yes, Your Highness the Earl." The attendant took the cup and thought to himself, who is blaming you for this matter? I just can't stand your selfishness of not caring about others. You know that a woman who marries you will die, but you
Still insisting on marrying a wife, alas, it is a pity for those lives. They could have married other men and lived a happy life.
He walked to the kitchen, poured the milk, and sighed again. Who asked him to be his personal attendant? In order not to be killed by him, he had to serve him carefully.
Carrying the milk, he was about to return to Earl Marton, but he saw Earl Marton's only son in the corridor. He was only five years old, and he was at the age of innocence. He was playing with his valet, unaware of the surroundings.
Other things that happened.
Earl Macdonald is cruel by nature, but he dotes on his children very much.
"Ah, it's Xiumu!" The young master held the ball in his hand and ran towards him, jumping up with all his strength, trying to see what he was holding, "What is that in your hand? Can I have a taste?"
?”
"Young Master, this is the count's milk. I must deliver it to him as soon as possible. If you taste it, the count will punish me."
"Okay then." The young master pouted, looking a little disappointed, "You can take it to father. Anyway, I get a lot of delicious food on weekdays."
"Then I'll go and deliver it to the earl. Young master, please take your time and play with it." Xium smiled at him and continued to walk forward.