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Chapter 305 Sudden, touch the head to kill?

"Since you have already made a judgment...then make a decision early." Tessillian looked at Alfred, his eyes and tone were indifferent, "Your time is running out."

Alfred nodded as a thank you.

Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Tessillian directly ignored Hathaway and Ah Bai, put on the hood, and his face was instantly covered, only a few strands of hair were exposed.

Turned around and left.

Hathaway: "..."

So what the hell is he here for?

"Master Tessillian was suddenly called back to the elf land, and he was a little worried about things here when he passed by, so he came here to take a look." Alfred saw Hathaway's doubts, and smiled, "It's actually not a big deal , you have also worked hard, if there is nothing else, please feel free in the mansion."

Called back to Elfland.

Hathaway's eyes flickered, but she didn't say anything.

Alfred himself said it was not a big deal, so what else could she say?
Being so calm, he probably knew that the demons were already eyeing him, and he could even see that he was prepared - judging by his state of directly bringing down the demons, he should not die in the assassination.

After all, he was also the former manager of the capital of the temple, the head of the knight or something, Tai Cai deserved to be counted.

As for what he was thinking about... Hathaway had no intention of delving into it.

It was a lesson to be learned, every word she had said to Yelisa was true—she had only gone to Alfred to remind him.

Hathaway understands this so-called responsibility better than anyone else, so she knows that no one in this family can escape this catastrophe—but how to choose is her own freedom.

Things are here, advance and retreat have nothing to do with others.

——As for Yelisa, of course she regrets it deeply, but this has nothing to do with Hathaway—the education issue is her father's business, and she has no wonderful idea of ​​educating her daughter for others.

-

"How's the main story going?" Hathaway walked down the stairs, only then remembered to ask Ah Bai something.

"Wait for Alfred to make a statement." His answer was also concise.

He didn't say anything the whole time.

Some things seem to be fully understood only after living in this world.

At this moment, he just followed Hathaway silently.

——But she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The woman with a relaxed expression regained her usual casualness. At this moment, she stopped in front of the lobby on the first floor and tilted her head.

It seems to be thinking about something.

Ah Bai was a little puzzled, and then walked towards those plants——

Squatting down in front of the plant that she thought had a strong smell, she silently picked it up and threw it into her backpack.

At this time, she was squatting on the ground, with her soft hair hanging loose. When the sun shines on her body through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she seems to be wrapped in a layer of warm light, beautiful and flawless.

She squatted for a while, as if thinking about something, and then took out a small pot from her backpack...

flower?
Abai was taken aback.

...what's in her backpack?
It was a small blue flower in a pot, and it looked very delicate, and it looked even smaller when it was placed on the place where the replaced plant was.

but……

Ah Bai squinted his eyes, and saw light blue light slowly escaping from the pot of small flowers, filling the entire hall unconsciously.

There is a slight fragrance in the air, and Ah Bai is not very sensitive to smells, but compared to what Hathaway called a strong smell, this actually makes him feel it.

Hathaway was still squatting there, poking the little blue flower.

It's a personal hobby.

She had known this flower a long time ago.

In fact, I don’t have much free time, even if I have it, it’s time for myself and all kinds of flowers and utensils—one person.

The movement of Hathaway's hands suddenly stopped, and she remembered something in a trance.

Alone this kind of thing...

This feeling is actually a bit strange in retrospect.

Probably because...

She couldn't help turning her head back, and looked up at the person standing not far away—the black-haired person's black eyes were often indifferent to strangers, and his humor might be called a beautiful and frozen person.

...God damn beautiful and frozen.

Hathaway was really stunned by her messy thoughts, when she came back to her senses, she saw in front of her——

Eh.

She raised her head and looked up at A Bai who didn't know when she came to her.

...I didn't notice it before, but he came so close.

So close that you can touch it.

Hathaway blinked her eyes, suddenly felt that this kind of thinking was very weird, and inexplicably thought of what Esther asked when she took her "back" to the past——

"you like him?"

Ah Bai bent down slightly, and lightly placed his hand on her head.

She froze for a moment, keeping her head up.

It felt... warm and solid.

Ah Bai only let go of his hand for a while, then took it back.

fleeting.

Hathaway blinked her eyes, as if she didn't realize it—was that just an illusion?

-

"Generally speaking... the study room will have such a record." A few minutes later, Hathaway pushed open the door of the mansion's study room.

agree?Didn't Alfred let them do it for themselves?

Are they very good looking?

She walked into the study room, glanced at the position of the desk and the landscape oil painting hanging on the wall, and then walked towards the rows of bookcases.

A Bai followed behind her: "Information? What do you want to check?"

"The record that the Dreyfus family sought the help of the elves." Hethaway Weidun.

Neither of them seemed to have changed their mood.

Anyway...

Didn't say anything.

Hathaway's hand stopped at a certain position on the bookshelf, the scene just now flashed through her mind, the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously, and her hand moved across a book along with her somewhat irritated and somewhat bewildered mood.

"Is it this?" At this moment, Ah Bai's voice came—he took out a tome from the bookshelf.

It seems to be some kind of chronicle.

Seeing his calm expression as usual, Hathaway struggled in her heart, and scolded herself again.

Only when she has a problem with her head can she think about those messy things.

A Bai didn't smash the tome directly on her head, but just took a second look at her and put it on the table outside the bookshelf.

Hathaway followed, opened it, and looked at ten lines.

"What are you looking for?" A Bai looked at her and frowned, and asked.

"I said so."

Abai paused: "You said a lot... which sentence."

Hathaway paused her fingers, and said softly: "Athil, I won't make unnecessary arrangements. The Dreyfus family is like this... and so is Lantiste."

...Why did it involve Lantiste again?

Abai was a little confused.

"He is the elf who knows the human race best besides the Dreyfus family." Hathaway's tone was calm, just stating a fact, "... is also the elf in charge of this covenant. For the past thousand years, he has been that elf. The one asked for help by the Dreyfuss."

After speaking, her finger stopped and landed somewhere.

Abai's gaze catches up to——

"The 475th year of the Silver Empire." Hathaway frowned, "It is recorded here that they sought help from Lantiste, but... it is only recorded in the summary part, and the records that belonged to this period are not. ——It doesn’t look like it was destroyed, it should be deliberately not written.”

"Then why didn't you just ask him?"

Hathaway raised her head and looked at him—the complex emotions in her eyes were incomprehensible: "You—"

"Do you believe me?"

A Bai didn't know why she said this sentence, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

(End of this chapter)