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She blinked, and the bright colors reflected in the silver’s scorpion were even more tidy than the real moonlight, as if the pupil had a soft rays of light on it, the interior was well-defined, but the expression was intricate.

Just as the latter thought she had nothing to say, Silver Elf Little Princess was quietly started talking: “Lord Thane.”

“Ok?”

“Miss Scarlett she…”

“What’s up with her?”

“She is very dependent on you.”

Brando snorted a little and didn’t understand why Medissa would say this.

“You should be able to feel it.”

Brando can’t help but silence. He can certainly feel it. In fact, he knows what it means in his heart.

“I think, even if I don’t get any of your responses and promises forever, she will be reluctant.”

“I…” Brando couldn’t wait to scratch his head. Even if he faced the dragon, he didn’t feel so hesitant and difficult to decide. Only on this issue, he felt that he had no direction and could only answer slyly:

“Sorry, Medissa.”

But Silver Elf Little Princess didn’t have any expression of anger and complaints, even without disappointment, just softly said: “I don’t have to say sorry, because for us, it’s worth it.”

“you guys?”

Medissa nodded, but it didn’t seem to take this matter to her mind. When she spoke again, it seemed to be another thing:

“You are too soft, Lord Thane, actually I think Miss Scarlett should understand what you think in your heart, but she doesn’t want to damage you, even if it’s a little bit.”

Brando stunned. He always thought that he couldn’t wear it. He carefully cared for the relationship just to prevent the other person from being injured. In his opinion, he was betrayed more than once, if he got it again. Indifferent response, he is very worried that the other party will not stand.

But I didn’t expect the truth of the matter to be like this. He couldn’t help but look at towards Medissa. Maybe only the same woman can understand such a gentle thought.

But he suddenly understood that Medissa didn’t use it to talk about one’s own mind.

“Medissa, you…”

Silver Elf Little Princess raises head, gently shook his head: “No need to do this, Lord Thane, I just want to say, I am very happy, no one has ever said this to me, in fact, I can not understand human feelings, Because Silver Elf’s life is accompanied by battle, I was born with this knowledge, but I am slaughter on the battlefield, and it is no more fulfilling than now.”

“I think,” she whispered. “Miss Scarlett should be the same.”

Brando is silent.

The two men supported each other in the dark alleys. A moonlight passed through the gap between the eaves and sprinkled finely on the slate path. The swaying light gap was staggered between the two.

It is like a connection of destiny, two from the two worlds, separated by the souls of different ages of thousands of years, drawn together.

The two were each immersed in their own thoughts, so that even Azure Sword Saint came to them and did not even find out.

Veronica looked at the two little guys with a sly expression and finally couldn’t help but scream:

“It seems that your feelings are better, but the little guy at the Darus family, you are so indifferent, my student seems to care about you.”

Brando was shocked and slammed heads, only to find that although they didn’t let Sidney pick them up, the entire group was still looking for it.

But his gaze first passed through the crowd, but it was not the saintess of the Lion’s Palace, like the stereotypical face of the lady, but an old and serious face.

He immediately recognized the person in the immediate.

The only prime minister of the empire, Nederhoven.

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A carriage drove into the White Rose Garden, and the servants in the group were decorating the courtyard, leading the noble people to the hall. They placed the long table in the rose garden and laid white cloth on it. Put on silverware and candlesticks.

The garden of Her Majesty has already come and gone. People who know or don’t know are greeting each other. A small royal banquet has taken shape. At least the scene is lively and harmonious, and there is no tension at all.

Lucita’s inner and outer city has always been two Worlds, and the gentlemen who live here have long been used to this.

Conrad Count jumped from the carriage in a brisk walk, greeted a jazzer on the head, or greeted a noble cold face with a sneer, and couldn’t hide in the upper empire’s circle. What is the secret, who is born in the prestige, who is in the position of the nepotism, and everyone has a natural heart.

His family has its own heritage. If there are commendable deeds on the ancestors, the inheritance and cultural heritage are even stronger. Therefore, such a nouveau riche wants to disdain, just like the military nobles look down on the jester.