Reborn As a Pirate

A silent tea party.

To be more precise, it should be that there are not many words and the topic is profound. It feels that the host is not deliberately ignoring the guests, but that after the adjustment of gossip is removed, the guests are completely unable to keep up with the rhythm of the host in the field of literature and art.

This kind of topic that rises and falls at once is like ocean waves, gentle and gentle, washing away the reefs in waves, but the stubborn stones are always unresolved.

It is also like the high majesty of the lord, even in the same wide hall, it still forces people to look up and worship.

What Siegfried gave to others was such a persona, possessing a noble and erudite personality that was never seen in Martinique, so that people just looked at him and couldn't help but have an irresistible admiration for the kingdom itself.

But Miss Emily still had doubts in her heart.

Although the tea in her hand was very sweet and the master's manners were very thoughtful, she still felt a kind of imperceptible sadness and alienation with a girl's intuition.

In fact... until today, she has only known Siegfried for two days, but every time they meet, she can clearly distinguish the wide and tall figure who is walking farther and farther away, and she cannot catch up with him or catch him. arrive.

Recalling the first meeting on the edge of the beach, Siegfried's enthusiasm was like the scorching sun, with the heat of burning everything, easily imprinted in her heart that would never be erased in her life.

Then came the second meeting, the banquet, when she learned of Siegfried's identity, her attitude inevitably became cautious.

The sadness on Siegfried's body seems to have started at that time, and it was not obvious at first, but his manners were more polite and restrained, and he didn't even exceed the rules for a moment when they danced together.

Then, today, this alienation and sadness are more obvious. He skillfully deals with her and Zirneder, and no one will have the idea of ​​being left out, but Miss Emily always feels that Siegfried seems Would rather talk to Zirned...

Could it be that his own restraint hurt his slender heart and made him misunderstand, thinking that falling flowers have intentions, but flowing water is ruthless?

how come!

Miss Emily panicked and looked up to see the setting sun and the distant mountains gilded.

"It's so beautiful, the sunset..." She tried hard to find a topic.

"The sun was setting, and the three of us hid in the woods in the afterglow of the setting sun. My calm and pure heart couldn't imagine a sweeter state than I was at that time..."

Miss Emily was stunned: "Excuse me?"

Acharin smiled bitterly: "It's "New Alice" written by Mr. Rousseau,

Very touching letter, which can make people feel the interweaving of helplessness and longing between the lines. He was a great man, not far behind Baudelaire and M. Lear in my opinion. "

Miss Emily also felt the feeling of helplessness and longing intertwined. It was obviously such a hot feeling, and it was obvious that Siegfried worked so hard to respond to her...

But she had only heard Rousseau's name, and heard that he liked to talk nonsense in the political field, but she never knew that he was a poet and writer.

She didn't know the context of that sentence at all, let alone what "New Alice" said...

What a sad story!

Yacharin seemed to see her embarrassment, put down the cup lightly, and stood up: "When the sun and the moon alternate, the sun still rules this world. Aini, I have prepared a gift for you. You have heard that the new town Roma on board?"

"Roma? Pagans who can see the future?"

"It's not that accurate." Acharin waved his hand. "Their ability is divination, and they seek advice from the Lord with a devout heart, not foreknowledge. In addition, they are all believers in God just like us."

Miss Emily's eyes sparkled: "Divination, is it accurate?"

"Don't believe it all. I always feel that people can't completely entrust the future to the Lord to arrange. This will make the Lord overwhelmed."

"You are so wise."

Acharin was noncommittal: "Ani, do you want to meet that fortune teller? I invited her here."

No matter what era it is, women seem to have no resistance to skills such as divination and foreknowledge, and the more clear the future, the more enthusiastic they are about such things.

The maid led Miss Emily to the temporary divination tent, and Yacharin fell a few steps back, walking side by side with Zirned.

"Major, why don't you talk to Annie more? Silence and taciturnity can't make a lady fall in love with you. Don't disappoint my kindness."

Zirned suddenly had the urge to stand at attention and salute...

"Your knowledge is too profound, that..."

"Do you think I'm too talkative?"

"No! It's just that demure socializing is not my area of ​​expertise, and the purpose is marriage. I always feel...the previous methods are not suitable."

"It seems that you have thought it over too...... sorry."

"Where, I am always grateful for Mr.'s concern!"

"Really?" Yacharin smiled inexplicably, "Don't let the lady wait for a long time, let's go there."

...

The purple yurt stands by the small pond in the manor horse farm, surrounded by men in Roma costumes who are busy in silence, with their heads bowed, looking timid.

Miss Emily entered the tent under the leadership of the maid, and after her eyes adjusted to the dim candlelight in the tent, she resumed receiving messages.

The tent was very empty, without any extra decorations, only a gorgeous velvet blanket was laid in the middle of the tent.

On the opposite side of the blanket, there are three people, one woman, two men, and three people.

The two men stood side by side with their hands behind them. The shorter one, wearing a distinct Roma outfit, with a stern expression, was Bell. Miss Emily, who was taller, happened to know the leader of the guards who had never been introduced by name, Lorraine.

The woman is Noah, who kneels between the two men and the blanket, facing the tent door, wearing a translucent gold gauze smock, covering her head and face, with only her eyes exposed.

The bold clothing corresponds to her conservative temperament. The pure black lining is reflected under the gauze, which seems to cover from the wrists to the neck, without revealing any excess skin.

In front of her was a deep purple crystal ball, surrounded by strange shapes of daggers, conch-shaped crystal cups and twenty-two candlesticks.

The light refracts and shuttles among these bright and shiny objects, reflecting purple and orange colors, intertwining light and dark, making people intoxicated.

It's just that Miss Emily couldn't be intoxicated. She couldn't restrain her face from burning when she thought that Siegfried's guard leader would watch the whole secret divination.

Lorraine saw Miss Emily's hesitation, and said softly: "The origin of the Roma is unknown, and the investigation time is not enough, and there is no evidence. The lady is a rich man, and the master asked me to stay in the tent to protect your safety. "

"Siegfried...but..."

Lorraine flashed two balls of cotton in front of Miss Emily: "The value of a guard is only in guarding. I have no intention of probing your privacy, and what happens next will definitely be kept secret."

"real?"

Lorraine stuffed cotton into her ears in front of everyone: "I swear to God, I will not listen or speak."

Only then did Miss Emily's mood calm down.

There were no chairs in the tent. Like Noah in front of her, she folded her skirt and knelt with difficulty, asking tentatively, "Are you Roma's fortune teller?"

Noah shook his head slowly: "I am the mouthpiece of the Lord, and divination is just a title given to me by ignorant people."

"Are you sure?"

"The Lord will use me to convey suggestions to you. It has nothing to do with right or wrong, but just a statement. As for how to adopt and interpret it is your freedom. There is no true interpretation of the gospel, and the true interpretation lies in the heart."

Miss Emily straightened her back: "Can you predict everything?"

"Everything in the world has the Lord's attention." Nuoya pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice, "Can we start?"

"Yes, please begin..."

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