Asian Girl Completion Manual

These days, the maids working in the huge Golden Palace have been really offended.

Although their lives have not been easy since they were selected by Elizabeth to work in the Golden Palace, the empress, who has always been resolute and resolute, is quite strict with her subordinates in both life and work. Therefore, the servants responsible for serving her have always been Under great work pressure, there was never even a moment of respite.

Now that Queen Elizabeth is ill and bedridden, they still dare not slack off in their work, but are a little more nervous.

The news of the Queen's illness was not known to the people of Nali, but for some reason it spread like wildfire among the New Party, the Griffin Party and the ministers she appointed. In the past few days, ministers have been writing letters to test the Queen's current status. , but Elizabeth, who was bedridden, asked the maid to give the answer orally.

Perhaps because of handwriting and efficiency, or perhaps because of the unprecedented bloody liquidation of members of the Witch Research Society across the country since that day, the people below smelled opportunities from such clues and were ready to take action.

It's still snowing in Nali today, and the heat magic in the warm room in the Golden Palace is working day and night. The maids who serve in shifts come and go, all just for the pale Queen Elizabeth of Nali who is wearing gold and white pajamas at the moment.

At this time, two maids were sitting by her bedside, reading letters and opinions from ministers to her, and Elizabeth, who was in poor health, forced herself to dictate a reply.

"Go back to Rybak. Now that he has decided to continue to be the finance minister, let's start reforming. Be careful and don't offend them all. You can first consider the areas I mentioned before."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The maid below was concentrating on transcribing Elizabeth's words, until two more maids walked in from the door, carrying two plates of hot food.

"Your Majesty, it's time for lunch."

".Put it down first, I have no appetite now."

"You didn't eat anything yesterday, Your Majesty."

The pale Elizabeth held her head against the bed and took a few breaths. She had been feeling a little hazy these past few days. Ever since she fainted after hearing the bad news about Fisher, she could only put all her little energy into it. At work, I didn’t even dare to sleep, because as soon as I was free, the fact that Fisher left would linger like a nightmare.

Her tears were about to dry up. She dreamed of Fisher coming back several times in the middle of the night. But when she woke up, the nothingness around her still reminded her of the cruelty of reality and the sense of gap. It made Elizabeth feel quite desperate, as if it was going to drain her completely, making it difficult for her to face it.

But there is still such a big country in front of her. Her younger brothers and sisters are still young, and Isabel is still overseas. Once she lets it go, the country she has worked so hard to capture and her ideals will all be in vain. This is bound to happen. Not what Fisher wanted to see

"woo woo woo woo."

She covered her face with some dizziness. She was gasping for breath and still sobbing. She let out a little fragile whimper. But after a long time, only her hoarse voice and trembling shoulders conveyed her emotions at the moment. Everyone present The maids lowered their heads sadly, feeling somewhat empathetic and unwilling to speak any more.

God has given human beings the ability to empathize, and has given them magnificent imagination and unparalleled ability to unite.

During the time they spent with Elizabeth day and night, these personal maids certainly understood what kind of person Fisher was in the photo that was always on his desk to His Majesty. It must be painful to lose him forever. It was heartbreaking, and this was one of the few things Elizabeth cared about. How could she not be so desperate?

After a long time, Elizabeth's hoarse voice came from the messy golden hair, which made the maid below show some joy.

".Give me lunch."

"Yes, Your Majesty, please use it"

Just when the maid was about to step forward, another maid behind her with an anxious face suddenly walked in quickly, attracting the attention of everyone in the room. The maid who was about to bring the meal was quite surprised. She glared at the rash guy reproachfully, fearing that the Queen would lose her precious appetite due to this sudden episode.

The intruding maid panted tiredly, as if she had traveled a long way.

"Well, Your Majesty, Councilor Trundle, the Member of Parliament for the West District, wants to see Your Majesty."

Elizabeth's long golden hair fell a little, and her brain, which had not replenished energy for a long time, was running jerkily. She could not remember who this person was for a long time. It was the maid next to her who was copying her words and Elizabeth's most trusted maid who spoke. ,

"Your Majesty, this congressman is a member of the New Party. He is neither high nor low in the New Party. He is just a playboy who likes to have fun. But there is one thing. He had a good relationship with Fisher when he was studying at the Royal Academy. I heard that he rented a house with Fisher at that time. Live in one house.”

Elizabeth's golden prosthetic eyes trembled, she smiled mockingly and said,

"If you want to borrow Fisher's connections, come here now. What is he doing here? If he dares to use Fisher to make demands on me, I will twist off his head and feed it to my dogs."

The maid heard Elizabeth's murderous words in front of her and quickly raised her hands, but because she was still panting, the words she wanted to say instantly choked her throat and made her cough.

"Ahem! No, Your Majesty, he is not here to make a request. He is saying that he has news about Fisher, and he wants to take Your Majesty to a place and tell you."

After Elizabeth, who was leaning on the bedside, heard this sentence, her stiff joints twisted a little bit, causing her to raise her head, and her pair of shining golden eyes looked at the person in front of her with a sense of oppression. The maid who came to deliver the message,

"what did he say?"

"Drive! Drive!"

The winter in Nali is covered with snow. The Golden Palace, which has been closed for a long time, actually opened its door for the first time today. Several golden cars pulled by white horses slowly drove out of the palace. In Nali today, Only one person can ride in such a carriage again, and that is the noble Queen.

The signal of the Queen's travel was so obvious that many of the spies sent by the ministers to watch at the gate of the Golden Palace changed their faces and turned around to report the news to their bosses. I believe that soon, the news of the Queen's serious illness will disappear. The attack will be defeated on its own, but that will have to wait until Elizabeth reappears in front of the ministers.

But at this moment, Trundle, who was wearing a heavy black windbreaker in front of the Golden Palace, was still combing his blond hair. Since Fisher left Nali, his complexion seemed to have improved a lot, and he was not as weak as before. , because the Pink Pavilion was confiscated and closed, he probably no longer had the opportunity to rescue those ill-fated ladies.

He was riding a horse and waiting at the door. When he saw the golden carriage pulled by the white horse driving out slowly, his expression immediately changed and he pulled the horse to the side of the road as if to please. Waiting for the carriage to stop beside him, he immediately Prepare to get off your horse and salute respectfully,

"His Majesty."

As a result, there was just a movement, the curtain of the carriage was not opened, and only an extremely plain female voice came from it,

"Take me directly to the destination you mentioned. If you dare to cheat, your head will fall on the ground tonight."

Trundle was sweating on his forehead. It seemed that the queen did not say what kind of reward he would get if it was true. But if it was false, he would probably be reunited with his long-dead ancestors in the evening. This made him He pointed to the road in the distance with a smile and said,

"Don't dare, Your Majesty, I have really received the news about Fisher. The place you want to go to is not far from the city, I will take you there. Just drive!"

After that, Trundle rode off and headed towards a certain direction in the city.

The news of the Queen's carriage had already been heard when it came out. Although the Golden Palace did not notify the preparations for road closure out of urgency, many pedestrians and horses on the road immediately automatically stopped when they saw the golden carriage from a distance. They spread out to make way for the road, so the journey was not long. Elizabeth used some food in the car. I don’t know if it was food or the news about Fisher that was still uncertain. In short, she was in better spirits now. not enough.

"Your Majesty, we are here."

Not long after, the carriage slowly stopped, and Trundle's voice came from outside. Elizabeth also straightened her clothes and put on a black gauze hat, which covered most of her sickly appearance.

She refused the help of the maid next to her and got out of the car wearing pure black fur clothes. The golden guards following behind her surrounded the place. She turned around and saw that what appeared in front of her was an ordinary building in the city of Nali. It's just a three-story house, but perhaps the one in front of you is a bit special because it is owned by an older lady named Martha, and the only tenant here is Fisher Beiner. Vaders.

"Fisher's house. What are you doing here?"

After Fisher escaped from Nali and Elizabeth's search was fruitless, she ordered people to come here to take almost all of Fisher's things to the Golden Palace. In the end, nothing was found, and she regarded them as her own treasures. , put it in her bedroom to see things and reflect on people, and now, Trundle brought her here again.

Trundle bent down respectfully and looked at the golden knight following her and gave a forced laugh.

"Your Majesty, just come with me."

Elizabeth didn't speak, but the golden knight behind her took a step forward and prepared to draw his sword. Trundle was so frightened that his feet went weak and he sat down in the snow.

"Don't, don't, don't kill me!! It's really right here. I didn't lie to Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, Elizabeth raised her hand to tell the knight behind her to stop. She glanced at the cabin in front of her. Perhaps because she missed Fisher too much, she suddenly wanted to visit the place where he once lived.

"Okay, lead the way. Where do you want to take me? Just follow a maid and the knight. The rest are waiting downstairs."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hearing Elizabeth's approval, Trundle quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and got up from the ground. Only then did he admire Fisher for being able to deal with her in front of Elizabeth for so many years. It’s really not something that ordinary people can do.

"Come this way, Your Majesty."

He knocked on the door and waited for a long time before the door slowly opened, revealing the careful old man inside. Who else could it be if it wasn't Ms. Martha?

But since Fisher left, her dyed black hair seemed to have turned completely white again. Looking at the fight outside the door, she trembled with fright, but she still subconsciously faced Elizabeth, who was shrouded in black. present,

"Ah, Your Majesty, how are you doing today?"

"Ms. Martha."

Elizabeth returned the favor for the first time, which frightened Ms. Martha even more. She was a little worried that Fisher was found, or that they were going to do something to her. She seemed to have heard that Fisher's child was being taken to the Golden Palace. He was wanted. This news kept her awake for several nights.

Fortunately, Trundle was nearby. Since Fisher left, he often came to look after Ms. Martha, which prevented her from collapse.

"Ms. Martha, Your Majesty wants to go to the room where Fisher lived before. You shouldn't have put anything new in the room, right?"

"No! Absolutely not. I'm still waiting for Fisher to come back one day."

As she spoke, Ms. Martha realized that she had said something wrong again. She quickly covered her mouth and did not dare to say anything more. But fortunately, Elizabeth still said nothing.

"That's good, that's good. Your Majesty, please come with me. The room I want to take you to is Fisher's previous room."

Trundle walked into the rental house first. Elizabeth did not move, but the sword-wielding knight behind him entered first. Elizabeth then followed him and took a maid upstairs.

Trundle opened the room first but did not go in. The knight was about to go in to search but was stopped by Elizabeth. Her golden eyes glanced at Trundle up and down, and then she walked in front of Fisher. Living room.

The furnishings here have not changed at all. The careful Ms. Martha has preserved the appearance of Fisher's previous residence. The simple interior decoration is consistent with Fisher's character. He never spends too much in his life. Perhaps the most valuable items in the whole room were the unused magic materials placed by the window sill and the books on the bookcase.

Elizabeth blankly scanned every inch and every centimeter of this small room until her eyes fell on the end of the house. On the table in front of the window that he usually used for working and doing research, she even looked at it. Can imagine how he wrote here.

If it was summer, the window in front of him must be open. He liked to get some air while studying, especially listening to the traffic and people talking outside. Of course, it is best when it rains. He also likes the freshness after the rain and likes to listen to the sound of raindrops hitting bricks. If it is winter, he will close the windows and occasionally the water vapor on the windows will meet the white mist caused by the cold. Write some words on it, and through that place you can clearly see the white snow and thousands of lights outside.

Because these are his habits that were firmly remembered when Elizabeth was still around him. He would use a cigarette when he was thinking and researching in distress, but this habit did not exist around him, because every time he saw him He would cough lightly, and he would wisely stop and only pinch his palm as if to replace it.

She seemed to remember everything, as if the days before parting were just yesterday and had never been far away.

"Your Majesty, please carefully check the position of the desk behind the table and pull the table out a little."

Trundle's voice came from outside the door again, and no one came in except Elizabeth.

Hearing this, Elizabeth came to the table and rejected the knight behind her who wanted to help. The gold in her eyes flickered slightly, and then she pulled the heavy table where Fisher worked back a certain distance with one hand. .

Then, following Trundle's wishes, she looked inward along the small space separating the table from the wall, but saw nothing.

Just when Elizabeth thought Trundle was playing tricks on her, she suddenly felt an extremely weak magic wave in it.

Her brows furrowed, and she reached out her hand to confirm again. Only then was she really sure that there was a very low-level space magic behind the table.

After studying for a while, she finally determined that it seemed to be a nested space magic.

The outer layer is space magic with one ring, and the magic fluctuation is almost negligible; but within the space magic is the real magic. The number of rings of that magic is very high, but because it is hidden in the outer space magic The magic fluctuations were hidden.

Just from this extremely ingenious design, we can easily get a glimpse of Fisher's amazing magical talent, and this little trick he designed obviously easily deceived the personnel sent by Elizabeth to search here, even though she also sent a The magician came to rule out any magical hidden compartments that might be hidden in the room, but only found a strange mask relic and a map of the Kadu Witch Tower here.

So what's in this magic that Fisher has hidden so deeply?

Elizabeth stretched out her hand to touch the outer magic, and the hidden high-circle magic in it transmitted waves. Inside, there was still a high-circle space magic, which was engraved on a pen hidden in the previous space magic.

Elizabeth held the pen and withdrew and sat on the bed next to her. She took a deep breath and slowly activated the magic on the pen.

"Buzz buzz"

To Elizabeth's surprise, after the space magic on the pen was activated, there was no extremely precious treasure or relic hidden inside. What emerged from it were two stacks of neatly arranged envelopes.

When Elizabeth saw the envelope, her pupils subconsciously narrowed slightly, as if she had seen something extremely shocking.

I saw two piles of envelopes in front of me. The pile on the left was entirely covered with gold letter paper, and there were traces of vermilion fire seals on the surface that had been opened. Obviously, such a precious way of sending letters was not Fisher's style. The letter I once sent him.

Elizabeth's fingers trembled slightly as she picked up the thick pile of envelopes. The last letter wishing him a happy birthday was still as eye-catching as ever, and then she continued down the list,

"Happy Birthday", "Happy Spring", "Happy Winter", "Happy Autumn", "Happy Gedlin's Day".

"Happy birthday to you", "I have returned to Nali safely", "Everything is well", "Party invitation", "Tea party invitation".

"Happy birthday, Fisher", "I have been assigned responsibilities by my father and will leave Nali in the near future. I want to see you again. Can you give me one last chance to explain?".

"Fisher, don't ignore me", "I'm waiting for you in the college library, you must come", "Listen to my explanation, Fisher, please".

"Happy birthday, Fisher!", "I heard there is a machinery exhibition on the weekend, how about we go together?", "I bought two clothes, one is floral and the other is pure white. Which one do you think is better?", "Congratulations, the champion of the Griffin Tournament! I will always keep my promise to you~", "Formal invitation to your eighteenth birthday."

"Hello, I am Elisabeth Gedlin from the Military Academy. I have some academic matters that I would like to communicate with you. Please reply to me." "As for borrowing cards in the library, I have the authority granted by the principal alone. No. If you mind, please feel free to use it.", "I heard that you are interested in magic, and Magic Director Hailsson and I are having a tea party on the weekend. If you don't mind, you can come and have tea.", "Sorry, I just realized last week was It’s your birthday, I hope you don’t mind my belated blessing.”

Elizabeth stared blankly at the well-preserved golden envelopes. From their first acquaintance to the present, every letter she had sent to Fisher was here, stored in the magic book hidden in the room by him. No one can find out anymore, and it is precisely the various things in this letter that prove everything they once loved each other.

In addition to this stack of golden envelopes, there was another stack of relatively simple white envelopes. Elizabeth's eyes turned pink little by little. She couldn't wait to pick up those letters because she recognized those white envelopes at a glance. The letter was used by Fisher.

But the letters he sent to himself were all stored in the Golden Palace. What are these letters here?

"To Your Royal Highness, I am very surprised to receive your letter. I am aware of the academic issues you mentioned. I am not reviewing your original question, so..."

The following word was misspelled, and Fisher seemed to have discovered it when he checked it later, so he scrapped everything that followed.

This was a reply to the letter I wrote at the beginning to want to get to know him. The academic questions in it were just a cover. In the end, Fisher actually checked the information on the Military Academy and responded seriously.

When Elizabeth received the reply, it was an extremely perfect, rigorously worded letter that could not be faulted. But here, Elizabeth saw several "wasted letters."

"To Elizabeth, I have received the permission card you sent me and thank you very much for your generosity. I hope to see you in the library this weekend."

There were no typos this time, but perhaps the older boy felt that "I hope to see Elizabeth in the library" was too straightforward and embarrassing, so the letter was scrapped.

Well, the letter I received did not contain this sentence. It turned out that he wanted to see me at that time. What a pity. If he had written like this at that time, they would have been together for several months, right?

"To my dear Elizabeth, I think the white dress looks better. From an aesthetic point of view, the floral dress is more colorful, but you are already beautiful enough and no longer need matching clothes to stand out. With simple white As a color for clothing, it couldn’t be more appropriate. From a historical perspective, Kadu advocates the color of abstinence, black.”

This letter is written too seriously again. If the relationship is already confirmed, is it too serious to be so strict? Fisher was obviously aware of this problem at the time, so he canceled the letter. Finally, when Elizabeth received it again, his answer became just right again. He said,

"I'm sorry, because your beauty makes me think you are perfect no matter what you wear. If you insist on comparing which one is better, please wear it to school next week and let me see it with my own eyes."

Elizabeth held the letters that Fisher had revised and finalized before sending them out. Her nose felt sore for a moment, and she lowered her head unbearably.

The knight outside the door retreated downstairs unnaturally, leaving only the maid quietly guarding the door. Trundle outside the door didn't know what was going on inside, but he could vaguely hear choking sounds.

There were not many subsequent letters, because after his eighteenth birthday, they separated, and Fisher no longer revised the letters as he had in the past, and was careful enough to confirm that they were perfect before sending them.

But even so, there were still several useless letters like this, and they were not long ago, just half a year ago.

"To Elizabeth, I have received your birthday wishes and thank you for your letter. I am very sorry that I no longer address you as 'Your Highness'. I don't know whether you are happy or unhappy about this, but in short, I have been If I don’t call your name like this anymore, just writing it on paper will make me feel like I’m seeing you again after a long separation.”

"Since we separated, I have gone to Shivali, Kadu, and recently the Southern Continent. I have experienced many things. I have grown and changed to some extent, and I have a new perspective on some things. Especially , Regarding my departure in the past, I suddenly feel that my departure at that time was so childish and immature. If I could..."

As written here, there are large areas of erasure.

Even at the age of twenty-eight, even after they had been separated for a long time, he still seemed to be hesitating like himself.

This very close letter was not sent in the end, and the letter sent to Elizabeth's case was still as polite and lifeless as it was after they separated.

However, at the end of this letter, which was not sent to the end, and with large parts of the letter obliterated by hesitation, there was only one ending that was not obliterated by Fisher. It only said,

"Anyway, let's meet again."

The paper was crumpled little by little. Looking at the handwriting, Elizabeth didn't know until now that half a year ago, before she came up with such a shocking conspiracy, they had been so close for a moment and had such a beautiful possibility.

But now

"Who, Trundle, told you the location of these letters?"

"that."

When the maid at the door saw Elizabeth asking questions outside, she finally got out of the way and allowed Trundle to walk out in a dignified manner.

"It's Fisher."

Elizabeth turned her head blankly and murmured in disbelief,

"What did you say?"

"I'm really not kidding! It was him who sent the message. This guy hid his letters with you so deeply. Apart from him, no one knows that there are also love records between him and you. No. I mean, Your Majesty, that , it was Fisher who asked me to come.”

"He's still alive! Where is he? Why. Why didn't you come to see me? What happened after he had a conflict with the Witch Research Association that night?"

"I don't know, he didn't say anything, and I don't know what happened to him before."

Elizabeth's golden eyes in the room looked at Trundle who raised his hands in surrender outside the door. After making sure that he was not lying, she sat on the bed again, and did not say a word for a long time.

"But, Your Majesty, it is not without reason that he asked me to show you these letters. He seems to have some difficulties that need to be solved now, and these difficulties are not something you can help with."

"He just said that he has not forgotten his promise to you and that he will come back to Nali one day."

Elizabeth raised her head little by little. In the long-lasting panic and uneasiness that never dissipated, through Trundle's words, she seemed to finally be waiting for a response from the person she thought about day and night.

Just like the last sentence written in the unsent letter, Fisher truly said to himself,

"Anyway, let's meet again."

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