"Just looking up information? No problem, it's nothing."
The elf girl breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her legs and looked at Shade, but Shade said again:
"There is one more thing. This may be a little troublesome, but if you really find it, I can give you a generous reward."
He wrote a few runes on the snow:
"I can teach you the lost ancient elven runes."
The elf girl pursed her lips and looked at the snowy surface. Shade recognized her clan at a glance last time, and they had such a good relationship with the unicorns. The elf girl did not doubt his knowledge:
"Ancient Elven Runes..."
She was trying to hide her excitement:
"What is it? I don't do bad things... but it's okay if it's not too bad."
"I know you have the power of space. When you have nothing to do, use the spiritual light of the spiritual rune to illuminate the walls of the Saint Byrons building... the walls of the underground part of the building."
Past experience shows that the entrance to the space maze is underground:
"If you can find the hidden space that appears under the aura, please tell me."
It would be a great help for Shad if he could travel freely to and from the academy.
"Well...if that's all, no problem."
"I know this will take up a lot of your time, so I can pay you in advance."
Star-like traces of light formed on the left side of Shade. The unicorn looked at the stars curiously, and the elf girl thought that the starry sky had descended here. Later, she found that it was just a very beautiful bookshelf. Just as she was thinking about what kind of spell or magic this was, Shade casually took out a translucent star-colored book from the bookshelf and handed it to her:
“You can spend half an hour copying them down or writing them down.”
She was trusted by the unicorn, which represented a kind and noble soul, so Shad was not worried that she would take his knowledge and do nothing.
The elf girl carefully spread out the book, and then saw the ancient elven poems and translations that were not recorded in the current library. She took a deep breath, took off her gloves and continued to read the book.
At this moment, Luvia glanced at Shade, and Shade could actually read her inner thoughts from her eyes:
“How generous.”
Shade didn't feel very generous, he was indeed trying to find out the secret of how the elf girl could travel between St. Byrons and Randall Valley. But at the same time, he would not do anything despicable.
He believed that, at least before the big events in the Randall Valley were over, he could find a way to gain enough favor from the Elf lady so that she would be willing to share the secret.
After copying down the poem provided by Shade in her notebook, the elf girl Emilia Sienold planned to go back. She thanked the two of them very solemnly, and the white little beast was obviously reluctant to part with Shade.
It chirped softly and bit the hem of Shade's clothes. After a long time, it followed the elf girl into the dense forest with its head down at her urging. But after a few steps, it stopped and called to the elf girl several times. The latter obviously mastered the skills of communicating with unicorns. After confirming the other party's intention, she took out a pair of scissors, cut off a bunch of its tail feathers, and then gave the white hair that glowed in the dark night to Shade:
"Her gift to you."
The elf girl said in a low voice, and then explained softly:
"The unicorn's tail feathers are made of a very powerful special material. The unicorn offers them to you on its own initiative, which means it is willing to be your friend... It really likes you."
"Thanks."
Shad accepted this special gift, and stood by the campfire with Luvia, watching Emilia leave, and agreed to meet here at the same time next Tuesday night.
When the glowing figure disappeared, Luvia smiled and said:
"You are really popular. Although I heard you talk about unicorns, I didn't expect that the other party would trust you so much."
Xia De gave her all the pure white hair:
"How about mixing it into wool and knitting it into a scarf? Or knitting it into gloves, making a pair of gloves with divine protection. I think the doctor should be able to help."
"This is a gift given to you by someone else. Why give it to me?"
The purple-eyed girl said, looking at Shade with her purple-glowing eyes.
Your answer will determine how you will be treated tonight.
The moonlight is beautiful and "her" voice is still as sweet as ever.
Xia De said seriously:
"Unicorn hair is the perfect color for you. You are very suitable for this color. It is holy and beautiful, like a flower blooming on the top of a rock wall. You can see it, but it is difficult to touch it."
Luvia smiled with satisfaction:
"You seldom compliment others in this way. Although you call yourself semi-illiterate, sometimes I feel... Oh, Shad, since I came to the Randall River Valley, you have never watched the morning sun with me... Have Dorothy and the princess been infatuated with you every night?"
She carefully put away the unicorn's tail feathers, then put her arms around Shade's neck:
"It's a waste to mix it with the wool. I want to make it into a headband. The doctor's craftsmanship is very good, but old John should be better. So, Shad, where do you want to spend the night? The Plenty Land Inn, or... here?"
She asked with a smile.
"Of course I went back. I don't have the habit of sleeping in the wild."
Shade hugged her by the campfire. Luvia put her chin on Shade's shoulder and said "hmm" with a slightly blushing face.
However, she could not see the surprised expression on Shade's face. With the help of the moonlight and the bonfire, Shade could clearly see the transparent incomplete figure behind Luvia. The slightly more mature Luvia stood on tiptoe, kissed Shade on the corner of his lips, and then disappeared.
Hugging Luvia and kissing her, this behavior was full of guilt, but in fact there was nothing wrong, which made Shad quite overwhelmed.
(Little Mia is running...)
"Good morning, Director Anros."
"Good morning, Shad."
Early Saturday morning, in the restaurant on the first floor of the Ronaldo Club in the western district of Tobesk, Shadra pulled out a chair and sat opposite Director Anros, holding his cat.
This is a high-end club in the city, which is specially provided for secret talks between nobles and people of prominent status. It is said that members of the House of Representatives like to discuss state affairs here. Although the restaurant is larger than the Shade family, there are only about ten tables. The distance between each table is large, so it is safe to talk.
Seeing Xia De yawning lightly, Director Anlos asked with a smile while preparing his fried salted fish:
"Why, which girl did you spend last night with? Miss Carina is out of town for the time being, so you're starting to relax?"
Xia De did not answer this question. He did not want to discuss his personal life when he met with Director Anlos. As for what time he went to bed last night, it was not easy to answer:
"Princess Margaret of Anjou has talked about the Stonemasons Guild of Randall Valley in her recent letters to me. I have a general understanding of the situation, so I want to ask you about that incident. May I ask if the collapse of the Colossus and the destruction of the mausoleum have anything to do with us? Should I talk about this matter when I correspond with the princess next time?"
"Randall Valley Masons..."
This middle-aged man with a rather ordinary appearance thought for a moment:
"Oh, I remember now. The Colossus and the destroyed mausoleum of the Angevin royal family, right? I wasn't the director at the time, but I remember this very clearly. The newspapers in Tobesk published articles for several consecutive days, claiming that the accident was caused by the misconduct of the Angevin royal family, so the mausoleum of the former king was damaged in the storm."
Director Anros smiled. Mia sniffed the smell of fried fish across the street and showed a disgusted expression. Then she scratched Shade's hand with her claws and urged him to peel the eggs quickly. Interestingly, this cat was not very interested in fish and had never taken the initiative to catch mice.
"Margaret and William of Anjou are now in the Randall Valley for the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the shipyard, so it's not surprising that she cares about the affairs of the Stonemasons Guild. But I heard that the two descendants of the Anjou family went there not just for the ribbon-cutting ceremony. There is evidence that the princess went there for her own business, and William of Anjou went for some gold mine."
The silver knife and the porcelain plate made a pleasant sound:
"Although it has nothing to do with us, to be more precise, our people were indeed involved in what happened back then."
The middle-aged man said softly, and Xia De showed a surprised expression. Director Anlos quickly corrected him:
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong. The collapse of the Colossus under construction had nothing to do with us. It was really just an accident. Our people infiltrated the stonemasons at the time, and witnessed the collapse of the Colossus with their own eyes on that stormy night. Do you know? In order to speed up the construction period, the royal family of Anjou forced the stonemasons in the Randall Valley to work even on rainy nights. For this, they promised a large sum of money, but later..."
Xia De frowned slightly:
"So what happened back then?"
"Just as you thought, when the Colossus collapsed, there were still quite a few members of the Randall Valley Stonemasons Guild on the scaffolding. More than half of them died, and most of the survivors were left with lifelong disabilities. So you know why the Randall Valley Stonemasons Guild has never given up asking the Anjou royal family to apologize and pay the balance for so many years, right?"
The director shook his head slightly:
"What the Anjou family did was really dishonest. Not only did the Stonemasons Guild lose people and ruin their reputation, but in the end they didn't even get a single crown of wages. If it were me, I wouldn't forgive them so easily. This hatred and resentment has been fermenting for decades, and now it could explode with just a slight push."
It seems that the task that Miss Benanis arranged for Margaret was really not simple. And in the eyes of outsiders, it is true that workers' wages cannot be withheld in any world.