The flying birds bring the breath of spring, and the green vines in the corner once again sprout their curved buds, slowly climbing along the delicate sandy wall.
In the new year, the royal family held a spring celebration as usual. The queen and the regent were present in the palace square, waving to everyone amidst the flying petals to show their closeness.
Outside the city, the tall city gate is enough for the War Colossus to walk straight in. The ancient door still has carvings and paintings from nearly a thousand years ago. Vines, flowers, butterflies, moons, and roses together outline a beautiful scenery like a fairyland, with elves.
It is graceful and graceful, and also has the gorgeous style left over from the ancient True Red Empire.
Now the tall door is slowly opening, and the caravans and pedestrians who have been waiting for a long time in the early morning are entering the city one by one.
Carriages passed by one after another, some of them were piled with goods, and some were simple and rough with charcoal and firewood for burning. Of course, there were also beautifully decorated carriages coming here and there, but they were going through another entrance.
Is clean and spacious.
The pale golden sun shone slantingly on this green field. A noble carriage with copper corners slowly climbed up the hillside. The two black horses pulling the carriage were very handsome.
Because of the comfort of the distinguished guests, the speed was deliberately slowed down.
"Hello." Seeing the carriage coming to the city gate, several guards in red still stood up and asked about the situation. This was the request of Derosa, the commander of the forbidden army.
"Hello, fellow guards of the empire." The coachman was a decent butler and greeted the guards with standard etiquette.
"Hello." He simply nodded, and then the guards asked the housekeeper to come down and register.
"Count Gekuan?" Looking at the name and personal seal left by the butler on the book, several people looked at it a few more times with curiosity.
There are no more than 80 nobles with the title of earl in the empire. Over time, I can always remember some of the more prominent families.
Count Gekuan used to be the commander of the defense corps near the imperial capital. Unfortunately, he was on the wrong team during the coup and was transferred afterwards and no longer held any military positions.
As the imperial guards stationed in Titania all year round, they have naturally heard of this name, but such memories are indeed a bit distant.
"Exactly." The butler nodded without explaining which of the earl's family members were in the carriage. He then returned to the carriage and drove into the city.
Behind the glass windows in the car, there are two layers of curtains, one layer of white gauze and one layer of dark shading.
Behind the white gauze curtain, a pair of eyes observed the situation outside, looking at the well-trained guards and nodding slightly.
"What do Lord Elio think of these soldiers?" As he observed these soldiers, a pleasant voice sounded in his ears, and the soft breathing made the young man feel a little restrained.
"Korsos, you are too close." He turned his head and looked at the charming witch sitting next to him. She had silver-purple hair and was wearing a black and white exquisite maid skirt. She had a straight face.
Looking at himself teasingly.
"Hey, isn't this bad? I am now the young master's personal maid, and I have to take care of your daily life."
This witch seemed to like this role-playing game very much. She leaned down and looked up at the handsome young man in front of her. The curve of her waist was outlined by the black and white maid skirt, which made people feel a sense of youthfulness and beauty.
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"Okay, Cornos, stop teasing Elio." Another maid came over, pulled the witch's body up slightly, and asked her to leave Elio's side.
"Thank you, sister Anna." Facing this maid, Elio finally relaxed as if he were meeting a big sister whom he could rely on.
"Anna always turns to Elio, so he will not become mature." The frozen green witch who was pulled aside was slightly dissatisfied, sitting on the sofa opposite like an angry little girl.
"If maturity means skillful teasing and toying with women, it's better not to be that mature." Anna poured steaming tea for Elio and Cornos, which had just been brewed using the equipment on the carriage.
The orange-red and transparent tea swirls slightly in the porcelain cup, exuding a light fragrance and dispelling the chill of winter.
Cornos held the tea cup, drank it in small sips, and looked at the street outside the window.
"It's still the same as before. The streets haven't changed much for more than 200 years." Although this witch looks young, she has actually lived for a long time.
"So what was the empire like in the past?" Elio also became curious at this time.
"In the past? In fact, the difference between it and now is not that big. If I really want to say the difference, I'm afraid there are fewer people. Many places will be very peaceful and peaceful, not as noisy and noisy as now." Cornus gently stirred the cup, and occasionally
For fun, tap it with a spoon and listen to the crisp sound the rim of the cup makes.
Looking at this girl who is both young and mature, making it difficult to simply judge by her appearance, Elio feels that witches are really an existence independent of their race.
They seem to have child-like minds and are interested in many things, but beneath their seemingly innocent appearance, they also understand many ancient truths that are difficult to fathom.
"Is Elio guessing my thoughts?" Cornos raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her.
The young man whose thoughts were suddenly revealed seemed to be a little embarrassed. He was not fully adapted to the change of status. Just like those children in the city, he was always a little shy and awkward when facing such a beautiful woman.
"Giggle~" Seeing Elio turn away, the silver-purple-haired witch made a voice as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.
"No need to guess, I won't deceive you. I am happy when I am happy, and sad when I am sad. The smiles and tears are as real as what I think in my heart." The witch simply narrated, but her words were full of moving temptation.
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"Because I am a witch, not a girl, nor any other woman. I don't need to deliberately please anyone to distort my own desires and thoughts."
"It may be willful, but such a witch is easy to understand, isn't it? If you want to pursue me, you can. I have a long life and will spend an interesting time with you." The witch said softly.
Her hair hung down on the table, her silver eyes looked at the young man, and tiny bits of sunlight shone on her through the curtains.
Elio looked at the silver-purple witch in the morning light, his heart seemed to be trembling, as if for a moment he wanted to agree to all her requests and spend the rest of his life with her.
"You can't look at it." A pair of gentle hands covered Elio's eyes from behind, preventing him from being tempted by the witch in front of him, and his body and mind gradually calmed down.
Anna briefly covered Elio's eyes and looked warily at the witch in front of her.
"Don't forget, although the witch is a blessing, she is also a disaster." An ancient motto spread across the mainland.