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Brando thought that he had to prepare the carriage himself, but when he came to the courtyard, a four-wheeled carriage was parked on the avenue under the shade. The dark carriage had Fir Tree Shire’s exclusive emblem, and other people in the castle. Carriage is rarely used in travel, so this carriage is probably prepared for him. Although he is still a little strange, who knows that he is going out – can it be that is Medissa? Silver Elf Little Princess is polite, but she will never do the work of these people. He walks to the other side of the carriage and sees Amandina staying at the door. Miss Adviser has a low eyelid and a hand in his hand. The large volume of literature is clearly waiting for him to arrive.

“Lord Thane is going to Port Griess and the carriage is ready for you,” Amandina folded her hands and placed it on the skirt above her knees. She stood beside the door and said with respect: “There are biscuits and pastries in the drawer, I told the kitchen. Do, because now the road will not catch up with the dinner time. In addition, some information about the recent empire is placed under the table, although not many, but I think it will be useful to adults.”

She is still sloppy, squinting, like an endorsement, but there is a warm current in Brando’s heart, he still wonders who arranged the carriage for him, but who else? Except for Amandina, who can still make his messy Time go well and frowns, and face him to teach him? Advise his life and the rules of the course. In addition to this slightly quiet girl, who is so laid down, it is almost impossible to think of her once-born noble family, a well-educated noble young lady.

Only her.

“Thank you, Amandina.” Brando stood opposite one’s own Miss Adviser, and Shita still sucked his chubby fingers behind him, he lightly smiled, late summer, the last breeze was over the castle’s treetop, rustling The birds flapped their wings through the gaps of the sun-drenched branches, and the sound of the wings seemed to obscure the whispers in the woodland. Amandina squinted a little, her looks at the Brando, the dark scorpion contained a complex and bright light, and then silently lowered her head.

“This is what I should do,” she opened her mouth and whispered softly: “If it is Miss Romaine, I am sure that you will not be polite to say thank you to her.”

Brando was surprised to see her face red all the way to the neck, as if this sentence used up her courage.

His detailed Grade Grade tastes the meaning of this sentence. The girl’s mind is like a silent rogue song. Unconsciously, it is full of heart. He stretches his hand on the door handle and is wrong with one’s own Miss Adviser. Body, the two seem to be invisible to each other, Brando opened the door and replied: “It really won’t.” He let go of his hand, straightened up, facing Amandina, and replied earnestly: “But I will not tell her.” , get on the bus, Miss Adviser, go with me to meet the envoy of Kirrlutz Empire.”

For a moment, Amandina absentmindedly stood there.

The wind of late summer seems to be too embarrassing, the clouds move slowly and slowly in the blue sky, and the time seems to have a moment of backwards.

Awkward smiles appeared at the corner of Brando: “Would you like me to get on the bus, madam?”

“No, no need…” Miss Adviser daggers down, beautiful like a swan, but feels hot on his face: “There are many things in the territory, there are many documents I have not dealt with, me, me If you still don’t go, give it to Lord Thane…”

“These files are not in your hand, we have handled it in the car. From here to Port Griess, there is still a half-day scene. We have Time. Trentheim late summer. The scenery in the early autumn is very beautiful. I want to see this piece belongs to us. Land, you will accompany me.” Brando interrupted her. He pulled the door open. Amandina still hesitated, but the heavy sweetness in her heart finally defeated the restraint and let her sit up and sit up.

She finally understood that Lord Thane felt her heart.

This is enough, for Amandina, for her, this is enough. The girl’s hands were almost on her knees, and she was clutching her skirt tightly. Her head was too shy to bury her chest. She never expected to go further. Now it is already very good. Brando then got on the bus, and Shita squeezed it up. The three people in the carriage didn’t have a mouth. The quiet air was filled with a touch of aroma, both late summer and the girl’s mind.

Carriage gu lu swayed, slowly passing through the gates of the castle, through the suspension bridge, through the prosperous street, and after leaving the Fir City, it gradually became a idyllic idyllic landscape, rolling hills, green fields, The woods in the distance, the windmills, the shining river. Carriage Through the lush green avenues, through the stone bridges paved with white stones, the landscape of Trentheim has already formed a coherent picture.

Brando sat by the window and looked at it silently, filled with a kind of comfortable warmth.