Werther put down the cup in surprise, and the coffee in the cup splashed outward.
"Lena, what's wrong with Taylor?"
"Ivan told me that Taylor was worried about the safety of the workers, so he sent a letter to the Iron Manufacturing Bureau outside the town, which contained an order for them to rush to make ten helmets."
"The helmet scared me to death." Witte breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was a helmet on the battlefield."
"The helmet Taylor ordered was just a helmet, he called it a helmet."
"What?" Werther exclaimed, "This kind of thing must be blamed on me in the end."
"What do you mean, Your Highness?"
"If one of my men custom-made armor privately, when the news reaches my father, I will definitely send someone to custom-make the armor. In his eyes, the purpose of my doing this is to expand the army, and then expand the territory after expanding the army. My father
The king has always been afraid of me, so he will definitely imprison me or even execute me."
"I see."
"Where's Taylor?"
"He ran away after sending the letter, and Ivan has already gone out to look for him." Lina replied.
"This Taylor ran away after delivering the order. He obviously wanted to frame me. Damn it, he must be from Duke Dak's side." After thinking about it, Witte said, "Now we must intercept the person who wrote the order.
A letter! Only you who can fly can do this, Lina."
"No problem, Your Highness, I'll go now."
"Thank God, you helped me solve a big problem. It's just that there is no one who is proficient in granaries now."
Unexpectedly, Linna said again: "Your Highness, when I was in Bruding, I learned how to build granaries and participated in the construction of several granaries. Why don't Your Highness give me this task?"
"However, you are good at night activities, while other workers are suitable for daytime work."
"I can draw the drawings at night and let the workers do what I wrote during the day."
"Well, this is a good method. You can follow up on the letter first."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Linna then spread her wings and flew into the night.
At this time, everyone else in the castle was getting ready to sleep, and Werther thought of practicing magic. After he came to this different world, he would replace the original Werther and start learning magic from the third level.
Why not start practicing now?
He returned to the bedroom, locked the door, walked to the desk, took out the parchment from his arms, feeling a little excited, and found the words of the third level of magic on it:
The third level of magic is teleportation. The practice method is to try to find the existence of a different space, choose the shortest path among many paths, let your body enter this path, and after reaching the destination that coincides with the real space, then
Let your body return to the real space and you can move instantly.
He thought quietly for a few minutes, and then said to himself: "Now let's find the path to the other world first!"
At five o'clock in the morning, Werther could barely see the path in the different space. However, facing the dazzling maze-like passages, he had no way of starting. He couldn't tell where they were connected, let alone find the shortest path.
"Sure enough, the first two levels of magic are the simplest and take the longest to learn. Starting from the third level, the difficulty increases, but once you find the trick, you can learn it quickly. Now, let me study these mazes."
After groping for about ten minutes, Werther finally stretched one of his hands into the passage from another world.
"Great, I did it! But now I'm exhausted, maybe I should take a break and continue practicing tomorrow night."
Werther was sweating profusely at this moment, and the sweat on his forehead had reached his chin. After he took his hand out of the maze of the different world, he closed his super power eye.
Just as he was about to lie down on the bed to rest, he heard a familiar voice.
"You, um, your right hand just now... was that magic?"
Werther was startled. He turned his head suddenly and looked towards the source of the sound. He only saw Lina holding an envelope in her hand, standing by the door, looking at him in surprise.
Oops, I was discovered!
Werther walked over in a few steps, pulled Lina's bell-shaped sleeves, and pulled her into the bedroom. Then he looked around for a while and found that no one else was there, so he quickly closed the door, but he found that the door could not be locked.
"It turns out the lock is off!" he exclaimed.
"Perhaps it's because of its age and disrepair. When I came, the door lock fell to the ground, and there were some wood debris around it."
Lina said lightly, while her clear eyes couldn't help but raise, looking at Werther calmly, as if expressing her doubts about the strange phenomenon in Werther's right hand, and waiting for Werther's explanation.
Werther still held Lina's sleeves and pulled her to the desk. Then he stared at her and asked: "It's already five o'clock in the morning, why do you come to my room at this time?"
"I intercepted the letter sent by Taylor. When I came back, I saw a faint light shining in your bedroom outside the castle. I guessed that you were not asleep yet, so I wanted to give you the envelope sent by Taylor. Who knew that I had just arrived here?
The door lock fell to the ground and the door was blown open by the wind."
"I see. In that case, you should be the only one who saw what happened just now. Then what exactly did you see just now?" Werther asked tentatively.
"At first, I saw your right hand disappearing. Soon, it appeared again."
"Did you see anything else?" Werther asked cautiously.
Lina shook her head and said, "I only saw the scene I described."
She turned her head again, looked at the parchment on the table, and seemed to understand something, and asked Werther: "Your Highness, after the Majik family was killed, the magic parchment fell into the hands of Duke Dak, but now you
There is also a magic parchment, could it be that the one in Duke Dark's hand is a forgery?"
Under the dim candlelight, the parchment seemed to exude mysterious power, making people unable to bear to look away. Werther gently stroked the parchment and said:
"You are right. The parchment that Duke Dark took away is indeed a forgery. It is not magic at all, but some methods of strengthening the body. This parchment of mine is the real one."
"Ah!" Lina covered her mouth in surprise, "So it turns out that the entire Notland was deceived by the Majik family."
"Yes, my grandfather gave the real parchment to my mother, and my mother left it to me. However, the Majik family had to hide the parchment. Because, once the real parchment fell into the hands of bad people such as Duke Dak,
, if they learn magic, it will be a disaster for Notland, and I will die without a burial place." Witte explained.
"I understand, Your Highness."
"I hope you can keep this secret for me."
Lina nodded and said firmly: "Your Highness, I left Brudin and came to Notland because I wanted to help the descendants of the Majik family. I will never tell your secrets to anyone under any circumstances. Trust me."
.”
At this moment, Werther noticed that Lina's hand on her chest began to shake violently. Not only her hand, but her shoulders were also shaking.
"Lina, why are you so nervous? Are you scared by my magic?"
"No, there's nothing to be afraid of with your magic. It's just that I'm a little nervous." Lina's cheeks instantly turned red, but she still tried to keep her tone calm.
"Well, I'm just curious why you are nervous."
This was the second time Werther saw Lina's shy look. He thought to himself: Lina is doing harm to her.
She looked shy and cold, as if she was trying her best to suppress her emotions, but she was actually a little cute. Could this be the characteristic of the vampires?
"Witt, I can't accurately describe my current mood, but I believe you can feel it. In short, I see many precious qualities in you, and I am willing to work with you to fight Duke Dark and help you run the town well.
"
Lina's cryptic confession really surprised Werther. A feeling of affection arose between the two, and even the air was sweet.
"Well, thank you, thank you." This time it was Werther who was shy.
"Witt, um, I should go back to my bedroom. The envelope is on your desk." Lina said, turning her head shyly.
Just then, Tom's voice came from outside the door.
"Your Highness, I heard some noises in your bedroom. What happened?" Tom did not enter the door, but spoke through the door.
"Nothing, Uncle Tom, you go back first." Werther said loudly.
"I saw that the door lock fell off, and I am really worried about the safety of His Highness. Why don't I just guard you outside the door. After daybreak, I will ask Ivan to find a craftsman outside to re-lock the door."
"No, don't worry. Go back and sleep. I won't be in danger."
"But your highness, when the lord's bedroom door cannot be locked at night, my duty is to guard the door until dawn." Tom's tone was very firm, "No matter whether your highness thinks you have a safety problem, I should do this.
Do it, otherwise you won’t be worthy of being the steward of the castle.”
It seemed that Tom would not leave before daybreak.
Werther looked at Lina next to him and whispered: "In this situation, can you still go out?"
Lina shook her head and said softly: "The 14th rule of the maid is that you are not allowed to enter the lord's bedroom at night, otherwise it will be regarded as an attempt to assassinate the lord, and you will be kicked out of the castle at the least, and locked in the dungeon at the worst."
"Huh? Then you came to me just now!"
"I originally wanted to talk to you at the door of your bedroom, but you pulled me in." Lina put her hands on her hips, slightly angry.
"Okay, my bad. Can you get out of the window?"
"Of course, but I have to wait and see if Ivan is there first. If he sees me, I won't be able to tell."
"Why is Ivan out there?"
"Well, when I passed by his bedroom, I saw the door was open and there was no one inside, so maybe he hasn't come back yet. It would be embarrassing if he came back when I went out through the window."
"Huh? Ivan hasn't come back yet."
"I hope he didn't fall asleep on the side of the road."
Lina opened her wings and flapped them gently. Werther opened the window for her, and Lina stood behind him and whispered:
"Witt, you know, I'm really glad that Tom is guarding the door tonight, so I have the opportunity to tell you what's on my mind. At first, I wanted to help the descendants of Duke Majik, but now, it's you I want to help.
I don’t know if you can understand what I mean.”
"I understand, just like I do to you, I originally hoped to have a helper by my side, but now I hope that you, Lina, will be by my side." Werther expressed his inner thoughts and felt relieved.
"I used to be stoic in Brudin, and rarely had a smile on my face. Since I met you, I seem to have changed a lot."
"Lina, live in Notland and don't leave me."
"Fool, how could I leave you."
Lina flapped her wings gently, flew out, landed lightly on the ground, raised her head, waved to Werther, and jumped in from the window of her own bedroom.
After Werther felt relieved, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.