Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

[Phoenix panel can be checked]

Grace stared into Doris' eyes and asked, "So you're going to kill me for your best friend?"

"No, I like you very much."

Miss Doris shook her head, her eyes fixed on Grace's cheek as if she were looking at a loving pet.

At the same time, there was a fierce knock on the door of the witch villa belonging to Miss Doris.

“Knock knock knock knock!!”

There seemed to be some private anger mixed in, hence the sharp and loud tone.

149. My heart is pounding with excitement

Tiffany von Herbert is having a great time today.

Not only did Miss Doris perform her favorite opera, Dark Street, but she also got to meet Miss Doris herself.

She even got tickets to the premiere of the latest opera, "Daughter of Tucania," from her assistant.

What a lucky thing this is, it's like a dream.

When Tiffany stepped out of the golden gate of the opera house, she was still a little dazed.

The ticket in my pocket seemed to have a scorching temperature, making the blood in my body surge.

She looked around cautiously. The coachman had not arrived yet. She could not help but carefully take out the ticket given to her by Miss Doris and looked at it lovingly.

"Miss Doris's tickets..."

As if endowed with magical skills, the square ticket, delicately painted with watercolor, is covered with a layer of fine gold powder.

Even though the sky is still gray today, it can't hide the brilliance on the ticket.

"Pretty lady, please wait a moment."

A deep male voice suddenly came to my ear.

Miss Tiffany quickly put the treasure in her hand into her pocket and took a closer look.

A royal patrol knight in heavy armor stood upright at the foot of the marble steps. Unlike the patrol soldiers in the imperial capital, they wore a golden badge with the royal seal on their left shoulder.

Most of the time, any citizen of the Empire is required to cooperate with their investigations.

Miss Tiffany, feeling somewhat guilty, clutched the ticket in her dress pocket, took a step back, and asked inexplicably, feeling somewhat guilty,

"What's wrong...Mr. Knight?"

I... shouldn't have done anything wrong...?

My biggest crime is just not watching Miss Doris's opera enough!

The patrol knight slowly stepped onto the steps, his armor colliding with a heavy metallic sound. He pulled out a folded piece of drawing paper from his waist and solemnly unfolded it in front of Tiffany.

"Excuse me, have you seen this woman...? If you can provide relevant clues, we will give you a reward of 500 gold coins."

So you're here to look for someone?

Miss Tiffany's heart suddenly hung in the air. Holding a treasure always makes people nervous. She took a long breath and began to observe the person in the portrait.

The person in the portrait is a pretty girl from the Dong ethnic group. Her delicate facial features are arranged in a three-part and five-part pattern, and her red pupils are dull and lifeless.

The artist's painting skills are very good, and he has basically outlined the girl's facial features.

But the person in the painting doesn't have a single bit of life, like a lily locked in watercolor about to wither.

It always seems very familiar.

Miss Tiffany pinched her chin and frowned, then her eyes rolled and she searched in the ocean of memory for the girl who sat next to her in the opera house.

"what happened?"

The patrolling knight carefully observed Tiffany's expression and asked anxiously,

"Miss, have you ever seen the woman in the portrait before?"

"Um...can I ask if the person in the portrait has done anything wrong?"

Miss Tiffany inquired cautiously.

She didn't know the identity of the person in the painting. What if the girl in the painting was a criminal on the run and it affected Miss Doris?

"Do you really know?"

The patrol knight asked again to confirm.

The patrol knights are required not to reveal the identity of the person who offered the bounty, in order to protect the missing Princess Grace.

Prevent Her Highness Grace from being threatened by criminals because of her identity.

Miss Tiffany shook her head and said, "If you hadn't told me, I don't think I would have known."

As long as you can find clues about Her Royal Highness Grace, Her Royal Highness Princess Victoria and His Majesty Kevin will give you generous rewards.

The patrol knight looked around carefully, then moved closer to Miss Tiffany and whispered,

"We are looking for Her Highness Grace, the fifth princess of the empire... Her Highness Grace suddenly disappeared in the explosion at the casino a few days ago, so we are looking for her..."

Tiffany's eyes widened. "So it's... Is it, is it, Her Royal Highness?"

The patrol knight's eyes lit up and he was eager to pull Miss Tiffany aside. There were many knights outside the door who were ordered to look for Her Highness Grace like him.

If they knew about it in advance, they would inevitably take away most of the reward.

He asked quietly and urgently, "Do you have any clues?"

Miss Tiffany thought for a moment and finally decided to tell the truth of what she saw.

"I just saw her at the Royal Opera House, together with Miss Doris. They seemed to be good friends, walking away arm in arm."

And then - above the noisy Iko Avenue, the white doves representing the exchange of information flapped their wings in the slightly gray sky and flew all the way to the tallest building in the Rhine Imperial Capital - the Imperial Palace.

It will convey the news that Her Royal Highness the Fifth Princess Grace is still alive.

……

The sudden and rough knock on the door broke the atmosphere of their casual conversation.

Doris was slightly stunned, then stood up and smiled politely.

"Just a moment, Miss Grace, I'll go open the door."

Before leaving, Doris handed me her furry black mink coat and told me,

"Be careful not to catch a cold. You look very weak."

The heavy mink coat fell into Grace's hands.

Do I look that weak?

There is a fireplace in Miss Doris's villa, and in a slightly remote room there is a constant temperature magic circle that is casually set up, so people don't feel the coldness of winter at all.

And now...

Grace looked at the fluffy, warm mink coat in her hands, and the faint cold fragrance of a beauty still lingered.

It wasn't too cold with her back exposed to the air, so Grace hesitated but still put on her coat.

Although Doris is mysterious, she seems to be a good person in terms of her behavior.

And was she targeting me because of her so-called cousin "Phoenix"?

Also... Phoenix is ​​suddenly unlocked as a new character?

I clearly have never met Phoenix, why is that?

All in all, there are too many things to think about now...

Grace looked at the garden outside the window with her eyes lowered, hoping that everything would be fine in the future.

……

"Who is it? So rude?"

Doris muttered to herself as she easily opened the witch-like door. The uninvited guest in front of her instantly froze the expression on Doris's face.

The middle-aged man folded his arms, his burly figure was as tall as a mountain, his muscles were tightly wrapped under the dark blue imperial military uniform, with clear lines, and the badges hanging on his left chest were neatly arranged and shining brightly.

Further up is a handsome face, his skin tanned into a manly bronze color, his sharp eyes firm and steady, and when he raises his eyes it feels as if thousands of troops are roaring past.

Doris was stunned for a second, then she used all her strength to close the door.

A calloused hand blocked the closed door, and a man's dull voice was like a lion.

"Doris, you have to go back tonight."

Doris took a deep breath, and the disgust that could not be suppressed came out of her cold mouth.

"I don't. How many times have I told you that you are not welcome here?"

The veins on her bony palms were clearly visible as she used all her strength to suppress the strength of the man in front of her.

"Tomorrow is her death anniversary. When someone dies, you should always send them a bouquet of flowers. And His Majesty Kevin specifically asked to see you. People can't live in the past. What's the point of showing up every day? Are you willing to completely degenerate into a waste?"

Her father's low, suppressed voice was like the constant striking of a huge bell, and every word entered Doris's mind.

Doris was trembling all over and her breathing stopped for a moment, like a prey that was grabbed by the scruff of the neck and unable to move.

Then, endless anger burned in her clear eyes. Doris gritted her teeth and for the first time lost control and clenched her fists and hit the door.

"How dare you say such things?! If it wasn't you, how could she have died?"

It is incomprehensible that a person who pushed his own sister into a cage, no, into hell, has the right to say such words?

Shameless, shameless, shameless!

At the same time, pure blue magic power appeared out of nowhere and transformed into an invisible palm that pushed the middle-aged man out with great force.

Boom! The door slammed shut, like a loud gunshot.

Doris's angry chest couldn't calm down for a long time. She paced back and forth in the room like a wild beast out of control, her face filled with extreme emotions.

Depressed to the edge.

And there was still the persistent and intense knocking on the door in my ears, knock knock knock, like the death warrant.

"Doris, open the door! I was too indulgent to you before. Today I will say this for the last time. You must..."

Doris didn't mind what she saw, so she just pressed the colorful magic circle next to the door, and then the world became quiet as if it was a vacuum.

She sank her whole body onto the sofa as if she had fallen into the bottom of the sea, and endless restlessness invaded her like a tide.

The only thing I could do was rub my temples to keep myself from going crazy.

But from the slightly dim corridor, a cold voice broke Miss Doris's suffocation.

"Miss Doris, what's wrong?"

The red eyes cast a look of concern that was just enough for Grace to see. Without her noticing, Grace had already leaned against the wall.

She draped her fluffy black mink coat over her shoulders.

Doris shook her head. "Nothing."

In fact, Grace heard everything, but she didn't want to interfere too much in other people's lives.

Because in the process of understanding others, it is often easy to get yourself involved.

Always keep a distance, don't pay too much attention to anything you don't want to do, and don't take the risk of betrayal even with a one in a million chance.

Grace didn't intend to comfort her, she just glanced at the depressed Miss Doris and reminded her:

"Then...if you have nothing else to do, just start drawing."

When the root cause of the problem cannot be eliminated, diverting attention is the best way to forget the trouble.

Perhaps sensing Grace's warm concern, Doris raised her arms, leaned her head on the sofa, and asked softly,

"Can you drink with me?"

This time it wasn't overly ambiguous or frivolous, but simply a desire to find a place to vent after being overly repressed.

"……cannot."

Grace hesitated for a moment, and finally said this coldly.