Northern Lights

Not bad, Sebastian quickly ate the bowl of vegetable porridge to the brim.

"Wait a while and help me deliver this bottle of potion to General Prost's mansion and give it to Lady Meester. That poor girl has been haunted by nightmares for a long time."

"Okay." Sebastian came here to learn medical skills, but as an apprentice, he must do errands and do hard work for the master. This is also a custom. It's okay to do some work.

When Bernie handed the vial to Sebastian, he deliberately let go of the vial before his hand came over. Surprisingly, the vial didn't break, but stopped in mid-air.

"How did you do it? Did you mutter the spell in your head?"

"I don't know any spells." Sebastian shook his head, reaching for the vial still hanging in the air.

"Then how can you make it stop? There must be something mysterious." Bernie looked at him in disbelief.

"The thoughts in my head, I don't want it to break, it just stops." When he was ten years old, Sebastian discovered that he could control objects with his thoughts. more.

"You can't do that outside, it's dangerous." Bernie took a breath, feeling that he was in big trouble.

"I know, in our hometown only Michael knows this secret." Sebastian is not surprised by his concern, Michael taught him to hide since he was a child, and he has always done a good job.

"Is this the only dress you have?" Bernie called to Sebastian who was putting on his coat and was about to go out.

"There's another similar one." Sebastian looked down at his clothes, but didn't see anything wrong.

"Uh..." Bernie let out a pained voice from his throat with his face pulled, and then waved his hand to signal that he could go.

Sebastian smiled amiably, he didn't know the old man well, but he didn't look like he hated himself, and that was enough.

"Tell her to drink only one spoonful at a time, don't overdo it," he heard Bernie call after him as he crossed the porch.

exposure to high society

The official residence of General Alain Prost is called Swan Castle. Although it is not as luxurious and magnificent as the imperial palace, its delicate and beautiful appearance is deeply loved by ladies. I heard that General Prost built this castle to please his new wife. It is completely in accordance with the Built by the general's wife's hobby.

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the beauty. The beautiful general's wife died of dystocia when she gave birth to Lady Meester. Now only General Prost and Lady Meester live in Swan Castle.

The maid asked Sebastian to wait in the hall. Lady Meester just got up and was washing and changing upstairs. She has been troubled by nightmares for the past few nights, and she can't get up very late during the day.

Sebastian was not in a hurry. He had nothing else to do today except to deliver the potion. After eating the refreshments brought by the servants, he leisurely admired the artistic and religious castle.

"Strange, I also had nightmares last night and slept very little, but today I don't have the same headache as I did a few days ago."

Sebastian, who was studying the carvings by the escalator, heard a soft and sweet voice.

"Maybe the imperial doctor's medicine has worked," said the maid.

Sebastian turned around and saw a girl in a navy blue gauze dress, with fair skin, a small face and very beautiful features, walking down the stairs lightly.

"You must be Sebastian?" the girl said to him.

"My Lady." Sebastian saluted her, even though he was new to the city, he still knew the basics.

"Thank you for delivering the medicine for me. It's almost noon. Would you mind staying and having lunch with me?" I don't know if it was because of his amiable smile, but Meester fell in love with this strange boy at first sight.

"Of course I don't mind." Sebastian readily accepted her invitation. This beautiful noble lady had a beautiful and generous smile, which made him not feel nervous or cramped at all, just like a friend he had known for a long time.

The lunch at Swan Castle was rich and delicious, but the servants put all the meat in front of Sebastian, and Meester only had a plate of light vegetable salad.

"Is this enough to eat?" Sebastian asked suspiciously.

Meester put down his silver fork and sighed, "It will be the conferment ceremony in two days, it won't look good in a skirt if you eat too much."

"Your figure is already very good." Sebastian praised sincerely.

"You don't know how much I've paid." Meester propped her chin and looked at him with her big amber eyes. There were some complaints but more of a desire to confide in her. For the first time in her life, she wanted to tell someone else One tells of her pain.

Sebastian swallowed a delicious lamb chop, "You don't sleep well, you need to eat something nutritious."

"It's okay, it's just a little bit harder these days, you can eat quickly, watching others eat is also very satisfying." Meester smiled lightly, as if those difficult diet plans were all gone. Disappeared.

Sebastian was [-]% full from that meal. Facing the hospitality of the beautiful girl, he couldn't live up to it. The more important reason was that the chef of Schwanstein Castle was superb, and he hadn't eaten meat for several days.

After the meal, the maid said that the sofa in the general's study was a little loose, and she wanted to find a carpenter to fix it. Sebastian knew a little about these things, so he volunteered to take over the carpenter's job.

General Prost's study room is unbelievably large. One wall is full of bookshelves, and thick books of different colors are neatly arranged on them. Sebastian wonders if there is a door leading to the secret room in the bookshelf as described in the story. .

On the opposite wall, except for the hanging lamp, there is only one oil painting, which is a portrait of a character.

Sebastian looked up at the beautiful woman in the painting, her appearance was very similar to Lady Meester, the difference was that she had a pair of pure sapphire-like pupils, he stared at those eyes of the same color as his own, unconsciously Be hooked.

"She is my mother." Meester walked over and explained to him, "I have never seen her before, and in my impression she will always be as in this painting, beautiful but too flat."

"There was sadness in her eyes." Sebastia stared at the painting lost in thought.

sad?In the past 17 years, Meester has never discussed her mother's eyes. She only knows that she inherited her mother's appearance and father's eyes. This strange boy actually saw something deeper.

"Why did you come back so late?"

In the afternoon, Bernie felt strange about Sebastian, who came home late. He probably went to the tavern to drink. One of his assistants had this hobby before, and he often got drunk and sent the wrong medicine, almost smashing his signboard.

"Lady Meester left me there for lunch, and I fixed her couch at home afterwards." Sebastian held a long cloth bag in his hand.

"What's this?" Bernie didn't remember asking him to go shopping.

"The dagger in General Prost's collection was given to me by Lady Meester." Sebastian opened the cloth bag, revealing a bronze sword inlaid with gemstones.

"What?" Bernie suspected that his ears were broken. It was strange enough for the noble lady to invite this poor country boy to dinner, but she even gave him such an expensive sword.

"Did you use your mind on her?"

"No." Sebastian was a little annoyed, "I can only control objects with my thoughts, not other people's thoughts."

"Then why is she treating you so well?" Bernie has also been to Schwannburg several times to see a doctor for Lady Meester, but she never received such treatment.

Sebastian saw the jealousy in the old man's eyes, "Maybe, I'm more attractive and clean."

"Don't take other people's things casually in the future." Bernie gave him a blank look, it's just a sword, it seems to frighten him.

Sebastian grinned, obviously laughing at his sour grapes.

"Go and put it away, follow me to the palace." Bernie was too lazy to argue with the brat.

"What are you going to the palace for?" As soon as he heard that he was going to the palace, Sebastian turned around and asked as soon as he entered the room.

"It's too late, I'll explain to you on the way." Bernie picked up the medicine box from the corner and went out.

It turned out that Bernie asked Sebastian to serve as a waiter at the banquet of the ceremony two days later, and now he is taking him there to familiarize himself with the environment and learn court etiquette.

Entering the majestic main hall of the palace, Sebastian looked around in amazement. The palace was indeed not built. Here he felt that he was as small as an ant.