Annan frowned slightly and moved his eyes slightly.
She looks to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. Perhaps because girls develop earlier, she is slightly taller than Annan.
Annan looked at this girl who was almost as tall as himself.
The first thing that catches the eye is the beret strapped diagonally on the head. Then the black gothic dress...
But when he noticed the other party's pupils, Annan was suddenly startled for a moment.
This almost transparent texture, coupled with the pale skin that has not seen the sun all year round...
——Why do you feel similar to yourself?
"Can you please let me go?"
Annan said softly and politely.
Hearing his words, Kaifni obediently let go of his sleeves.
But she didn't retreat or get angry, she just continued to stare at Annan intently. Those bright red pupils, like red crystals, made Annan feel slightly uncomfortable.
Because this is not the admiration of looking at the beautiful opposite sex, nor is it the admiration of a girl looking at an idol, or even the worship of a priest looking at the statue of a god...
It's closer to the way a painter looks when appreciating a famous painting.
But Annan didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.
He just looked at this girl who rarely gave him a sense of crisis with great interest, and asked softly: "Are you...?"
"Kafni. Kafni Noah."
It was not Kafni who spoke, but her father, His Highness Albert.
On the other hand, Salvatore was a little confused.
...Your Highness?
Where is your highness?
"etc……"
Salvatore asked Annan in a low voice: "I don't quite understand."
He did not call him by the name "Don Juan".
Because he was worried that if Annan was really not Don Juan Geraint, then saying this name here might make His Highness Prince Albert suspect that he was pretending to be a noble of the kingdom to steal information.
After looking at each other and seeing Annan nodding slightly, the fat bald man with brilliant gold teeth spoke on behalf of Annan.
He respectfully introduced to the other three people present: "This is the youngest son of Grand Duke Lindong - Annan Lindong."
"...Are you the son of the Grand Duke?"
After a brief silence, Salvatore asked in surprise: "Then why did you appear in the frozen water port?"
I want to know about this too.
Annan muttered in his heart.
But he was surprised by Salvatore's calmness: "Senior, why do you seem... not very surprised?"
Wasn't he angry that he had deceived him?
Salvatore just glanced at Annan strangely: "It's you I know, not Don Juan Geraint..."
"Besides, Don Juan's own reputation is not very good. I have already heard from my teacher that Don Juan, the youngest son of Count Crow, is a cowardly person who is completely opposite to the decisive character of Old Crow.
"He doesn't look like a nobleman, or even a scholar...but like a young child. His only advantage is that he is obedient, well-behaved, and knows etiquette, but other than that, he dares not do anything or do anything.
Gambling. As long as there is a slight probability of failure, he will not dare to act alone, and he will not even have the courage to quarrel with others or question other people's decisions."
Having said this, Salvatore glanced at Annan with a complex expression: "This matter is almost universally known among the noble circles of the kingdom. That's why I didn't give you anything when you first came to Frozen Water Port.
What a good look..."
For a nobleman, "obedience" is not considered an advantage.
On the contrary, "having no temper" can even be called a shortcoming. Coupled with the epic prefix of "having no opinion", unless Benjamin can prepare a "Guidelines" for him, otherwise he will only be able to do nothing when he comes to Frozen Water Port.
Add chaos.
"So, did you know from the very beginning that I was not Don Juan Geraint?"
Annan was a little surprised.
He actually didn't notice at all that Salvatore was suspicious of him...
Salvatore just shook his head.
"It doesn't make much difference to me who you are."
He repeated again: "I know you, not Don Juan Geraint. You protected the people of Frozen Water Port, maintained the reputation of the Geraint family, and helped me defeat my old enemy.
You helped me complete my task... Even the real Don Juan couldn't have done more than you.
"Of course... I am still a little dissatisfied with you lying to me. But considering that you are not a bad person, nor do you want to use my trust to gain anything, then this should be a desperate move on your part.
."
Salvatore spoke calmly.
There was no anger or surprise. He just said it casually as if stating the facts.
He even looked a little happy, as if he was relieved.
"It would be better to say that you are not from the Crow family."
Salvatore said with emotion: "I was still hesitating before whether to use the power of the Zedi Black Tower to help the Crow Family. If I help you, I will feel guilty for the teachers and classmates who were dragged into the quagmire by me; but
If I see you in trouble but don't help you, I will feel uneasy myself.
"Since you are from the White Wolf family...then this is the best situation."
Because the Duke of Winter will naturally not need the help of the Zedi Black Tower.
They can't help at all - no matter what happens, they can't help. If such a large group of extraordinary people enter the Winter Principality from the underground tunnel, it will almost mean a declaration of war.
And Annan, who borrowed the power of other countries, even if it was just to suppress the rebellion, would only usher in a greater wave of public opinion.
and……
Salvatore looked at Annan strangely.
He originally only regarded Annan as a protagonist-type friend who "someone may come to cause trouble at any time."
But I didn’t expect Annan to be a great big shot...
The youngest son of the Grand Duke of Winter - doesn't this mean that he is most likely to be the future Grand Duke of Winter?
The position of Grand Duke is much nobler than that of Lord of the Black Tower.
Annan was also a little confused.
This Salvatore...
Is it a bit too much to have a good personality?
Even Annan himself, if he was deceived by a good friend like this, he would definitely complain for a few days, and then extort a few meals, some specialties and so on.
He never expected that this matter could be revealed so lightly.
Annan's original plan was to use the mouth of the "royal heir" to tell Salvatore his true identity to eliminate a time bomb; and then use the common enemy "the soon-to-arrive Rofu Church" to destroy Salvatore.
Salvatore tied himself up with him to prevent him from exploding emotionally and leaving. Finally, he and Salvatore defeated this enemy and established a new friendship with him under the identity of "Annan Winter".
After all, Annan did not trick him, and even helped him defeat Gerald and get the hammer.
But deception is deception.
Annan himself knew in his heart that deception was wrong. That's why he tried to make up for the relationship between the two... because Annan realized that Salvatore was indeed a good character.
But he planned it well.
I just didn’t expect that Salvatore would not follow the routine at all...
"Are all wizards' views so...open-minded?"
Albert on the side roughly understood the information in Salvatore's words, and looked at the young wizard with somewhat messy hair in a strange way.
Although Salvatore's words do sound reasonable.
But he can still be so rational and "reasonable" about matters that concern him.
This in itself is a very unusual thing.
He paused, then turned to Annan and asked again: "But why are you here, Your Highness? If I get news of your entry, my father will probably send me or my eldest sister to greet you."
Albert's words were very polite.
But Annan felt a little vigilance and temptation from the middle grade.
Annan was not surprised but overjoyed——
This is the rhythm I am accustomed to!
"I took my guards across the Black Sea and came to your country. It is indeed my mission."
Annan said in a deep voice.
Faced with Albert's suspicion, he began to make up stories without any psychological pressure——
Annan frowned slightly, showing signs of seriousness.