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Chapter 403 The exchange of names is the beginning of trust

But it's more like a toy than a playmate.

The cool night wind blew slightly, lifting the walnut-colored hair on the forehead, and the girl's smile was fleeting.

She lowered her eyes again, half immersed in the shadow of the flowers, her expression outlined by the red light was dim and unclear, but her eyes faintly revealed loneliness and sorrow.

"Alex..."

Suddenly, she softly called his name.

Kongyou's voice seemed to ring from the depths of his heart, trembling his consciousness, causing him to feel a strange palpitation, accompanied by a sense of ignorance.

Alex, that's his name.

But something seems to have changed just now?

Immediately afterwards, the traveling poet came back to his senses and looked at the girl in front of him, only to see that she had already walked down the flower bed with her skirt in hand and turned around.

"Walk with me?" The corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"Okay." The traveling poet responded after a pause.

The two left the flower bed in front of the castle and walked up the flying buttress, from the outer wall to the castle wall aisle.

The city wall used for viewing is also very spacious, and the semicircular arches are carved with beautiful patterns, which are faintly visible under the light of the oil lamp.

In the dark night and the dim lights, the shadows of the two of them looked unremarkable.

The traveling poet looked up at the lamp hanging on the beam post, and his thoughts suddenly went astray—he remembered that the banquet in the castle hall was still a gorgeous crystal chandelier.

He turned his head and looked outside again. At this height, he could already see the scenery of the Prague manor in the distance, but except for the red roses swaying under the lights, there was basically no extra beautiful scenery to be seen.

Even the fields and vine trellises during the day were submerged in deep darkness.

From a distance, it seems that only this castle is emitting light in this world, and outside the castle is an endless dark abyss.

The gates of the manor did not look far away.

Even he has come outside the castle now, and there is no defense here.Maybe if you work harder, you can jump out of the entire Prague manor directly.

But, if only the task were that simple.

The traveling poet didn't consider himself the task of escaping the manor, but simply ran out.

There is also a strange dark forest outside.

After they ran out of the forest—or even the moment they entered the forest, they broke into not just a manor, but a territory called "Prague Legend".

"Do you want to get out of here?"

Suddenly, the girl walking in front stood up and turned to ask him this sentence.

The traveling poet returned his gaze and landed on the girl in front of him. Those dark eyes were looking at him intently, without any extra emotion, as if it was just an ordinary question.

He didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Have you stayed in this castle for so long, have you ever thought about leaving here and going further afield?"

Hearing this, the girl froze.

She turned her head to look into the distance, and continued, "Sister said it's dangerous outside..."

"Do you have to listen to her?" the traveling poet interrupted.

"Yes." The girl lowered her eyebrows: "In Prague Castle, my sister is the supreme existence to us, and no one would want to disobey her wishes."

"Margaret Green?"

"Ah."

"Qilisi...can I call you that?" The traveling poet seemed to have planned to continue, but then remembered something, and turned to ask the girl in front of him in the second half.

"Of course." The girl smiled.

The expression on the traveling poet's face still didn't fluctuate much, but his amber eyes looked at her seriously and said: "Then Chiris, why did you 'advise' me to leave here before, because for you, Am I a 'guest' invited by your sister?"

On the city wall, a cold breeze passed between the two of them, the girl's black pupils slightly enlarged, and then she immediately looked away.

——This man is really on the right track.

Xu Shuo took a few steps to the side, trying to hide the distance from the traveling poet, and then whispered: "You don't belong here, Alex, you shouldn't be trapped in Prague Castle."

"Why am I trapped here?" the traveling poet asked persistently.

"You have too many questions."

Xu Shuo turned around, lightly lifted the hem of his skirt and continued to walk forward, his pace slightly quickened.

The traveling poet, who was stunned in place, lightly touched his eyebrows with his fingers. He wanted to calm down the abnormal throbbing in the depths of his mind just now, but when he looked up, he saw the girl turn around and leave quickly, and he subconsciously stepped up to keep up.

"Qilisi, I didn't leave before dark as you said, and I also attended the evening banquet."

The traveling poet followed, "So do you think I'll have a chance to leave?"

After the voice fell, the girl in front of her stopped her hurried steps.

Standing on the steps of the flying buttress, she turned around suddenly, looked down at the traveling poet below the aisle, frowned slightly, and looked hesitant.

"Can't you really tell me, Kiris?" The traveling poet looked up at her.

Xu Shuo blinked, lowered his head and said nothing, turned around and continued to walk up, and the sound of following footsteps came from behind as expected.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the two of them passed the stairs on the outer wall to a higher place in the castle.

The wind here seems to be stronger. Looking into the distance, you can still vaguely see layers of shadows in the forest. Those bushes look like monsters with teeth and claws.

The girl took a deep breath, then turned her head and said to him: "Alex, no guest can go back after attending the banquet."

The traveling poet was in a daze again, and he reacted and asked: "Why, your steward said that tomorrow you will send someone to the city to ask the city lord to send a knight order to pick us up and leave."

However, the girl looked at him suspiciously: "The Knights? No, I haven't seen the Knights in Prague Castle."

"Then your steward lied?"

"I don't know..." The girl stroked the hair on her forehead, avoiding his gaze and said, "Alex, please stop asking me these questions."

"Ok."

The traveling poet stood by and watched the dark scenery outside the castle with her, then suddenly turned around and pointed to the tall tower not far away, and said, "Then can I ask where that is?"

From this position, you can clearly see the corridors and stained windows around the tower.

Under the night, the tower is brightly decorated, and the red rose vines are wrapped around the outside of the wall and the pillars, almost covering the tower.

"That's where my sister lives."

Xu Shuo's eyes flickered, and he explained: "My sister often stays there alone, she doesn't like others to disturb her, so we seldom go there."

The traveling poet pondered: "Have you ever been in there?"

"No, my sister never lets us get close." When he said this, he deliberately lowered his head to avoid his eyes.

"And is it true that Margaret Green is not at the castle now?" asked the traveling poet again.

"I've never been aware of my sister's whereabouts. Since she said she wasn't there, she probably wasn't. After all, only she can leave the entire Prague Castle."

This seems to be a bit of a logical problem.

The traveling poet thought about it carefully. In fact, the butler said that the master invited them to spend the night in the castle but finally said that the master was not in the manor at all. The logic is quite strange.

But don't delve into this kind of weird logic, it's easy to get yourself into a dead end.

The traveling poet stared at the girl in front of him, and asked seriously again: "Since she's not here, have you ever thought about leaving this castle by yourself and going outside?"

The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked up at him in a panic.

——Ah, that's really good!
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(End of this chapter)