Chapter 356 Little Amy's Sense of Crisis
Chapter 356 Little Amy's Sense of Crisis
Fischl's emerald green eyes suddenly lit up, and whether it was an illusion or not, the bat hair clips on the girl's twin ponytails seemed to flutter their wings imperceptibly with excitement.
She instinctively tried to get up, but quickly realized that such a rash move seemed somewhat "unbecoming of a princess".
So the girl forced herself to suppress her turbulent emotions, coughed twice, and tried to cover up her slight loss of composure.
Calm down, Fischl von Rufschloss Nafidott, princess of the Pure Land of Night, always mindful of etiquette.
Even when on patrol and judging crimes, a knight should greet his attendants in the most perfect manner, for this is the highest honor bestowed upon him.
"In the name of the eye of judgment that sees through falsehood, I see that the oracle reveals the arrival of the princess's most loyal attendant."
Fischl cleared her throat, struck her signature pose of covering her left eye, and gently lifted the hem of her pale purple skirt.
"He will swear allegiance at the only moment in the twenty-four hours of the dark night when he receives the light, and together they will attend a feast for the world."
The awkward dialogue and slightly childish actions are quite characteristic of Fischl. If someone unfamiliar with her were to speak to her, they might be completely confused by the obscure expressions.
However, at this moment, beneath Fischl's inscrutable expression, he forgot to hide the jubilant joy in his emerald eyes.
In fact, "Fischl" is not the girl's real name. Only those who are very close to the princess are fortunate enough to know the true name of the lord of the Night's Pure Land, which has never been revealed to others: Little Amy.
The emperor and empress of the dark night are always on the road expanding their territories. The princess who was born into this world must often play chess with solitude in the Pure Land and judge the records left by the historians of past dynasties with the true eye of judgment.
She is the inversion of cause and effect, she is neither black nor white, she is the beginning of all sacred pronouncements, she is the end of all delusions.
She saw through illusion, she expounded the truth, all worlds were captivated, and for millennia she has been subservient; her name is sung beyond the world.
Fischl von Rufschloss Nafidott.
Not all living beings can comprehend the princess's will, for they are bound by the constraints of this world. Like a puppet in a play, its empty eyes can never see through the threads woven by the one who creates destiny.
Therefore, when ignorant villains maliciously used the princess's name and offended the majesty of the night, she mercifully pardoned them.
She sits atop a precarious platform, where surging malice and doubt become her feast, and the waltz plays an old elegy for her.
Until the knight from the Land of Emberwind personally shattered it, the princess of the Night gladly accepted his oath of allegiance.
The most loyal attendant, the most confidant courtier, the princess regarded him as her confidant and invited him to embark on a journey across the stars and winds.
The knight's honor is that the princess of the Veil of Darkness, in the name of the Judgment of the Midnight Night, entrusted the other half of the world's true heart.
The above record is excerpted from the tales of Princess Fischl. If we were to give it a title based on this vulgar name, it would be roughly called a diary.
Mu Feng bowed slightly, skillfully switched the language switch to Fischl's exclusive mode, and quickly got into character.
"It is my honor, Your Highness, to present you with the tribute from the deer hunters at the ends of the earth."
As he spoke, Mu Feng solemnly took the girl's fair hand and performed a noble-standard hand-kissing ceremony.
Having spent so much time with Amy, he has progressed from being completely bewildered at the beginning to being able to barely keep up with the girl's lively pace, which is undoubtedly a historic achievement.
For this, he once paid the price of reading "Fishel's Tales" borrowed from the library for three consecutive nights.
Fischl's face was slightly flushed, but judging from her sparkling emerald green eyes, she was very happy.
“My knight, our bond is intertwined like the halo of dawn, there is no need to care about worldly formalities.”
"If you have some free time, feel free to stay and enjoy lunch with us."
The girl spoke slightly faster than usual, which meant she wasn't worried about the other person's comprehension. After all, the boy in front of her was the only "kindred spirit" that the Princess of Judgment recognized in this world.
"Of course, it would be an honor to have lunch with Your Highness."
Fischl moved aside to make room for them; the small corner was a bit cramped for the two of them, but neither of them seemed to mind.
The sandwich was bought from the Deer Hunter restaurant early in the morning, and although the bacon and fried egg were a little cold, it didn't affect its deliciousness.
The two quickly devoured the few remaining dishes, and at the same time, they didn't forget to clean up their surroundings so as not to be noticed by the strict librarian and be slunk out.
However, I heard that the Knights' librarian is about to retire, and I don't know when the next successor will take office.
Just as Mu Feng was wiping the breadcrumbs from the corner of his mouth, Little Amy seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and rummaged through the pile of books next to her, finally pulling out a small booklet.
It was a beautifully printed novel, but its subject matter was easily guessed from its pink cover and title.
“Oh, right, my knight, I have just traveled through countless worlds and, in accordance with the contract, bestowed upon you what was promised.”
Fischl proudly handed over the novel, his emerald green eyes gleaming slightly, as if he had accomplished a great feat.
Mu Feng took it, confirmed that it was the second half of the book Qin had requested, and patted the girl's head as she met the girl's gaze, which seemed to be asking for praise.
Little Amy squinted her eyes, clearly enjoying the affectionate gesture and temporarily putting the matter of "overstepping" out of her mind.
However, the girl has become wary of Mr. Knight's recent frequent borrowing of romance light novels.
The most important attendant of the Princess of Judgment, any act of tampering with her would be considered an unforgivable provocation against the Pure Land of the Night.
A vague sense of crisis welled up in her heart, and little Amy involuntarily reached out and grabbed Mu Feng's sleeve beside her.
Although she knew it was most likely a misunderstanding, for a girl who is naturally sensitive, overthinking was inevitable.
Aside from the Emperor and Queen, the only ally of the Pure Land of Night must not be preempted by outsiders.
Who could it be? Is it the red-haired girl holding a rabbit doll, or the new silver-white maid?
As a result, the girl seemed preoccupied for the entire afternoon, and her movements as she turned the pages of the book were somewhat absent-minded.
Mu Feng naturally noticed Amy's unusual behavior, but when he looked at her with concern, the girl would subconsciously look away, and in the end, the knight had no choice but to give up.
Girls' thoughts are always hard to guess, and princesses are no exception.
……
Only when the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the statue of the wind god in gold did the two slowly emerge from the Knights Order.
At this moment, Little Amy had returned to normal. While listening to Mu Feng talk about the morning's Knights' assessment, she held a stack of books and didn't forget to adjust her Judgment Eyepatch.
However, at that very moment, a sharp, discordant sound suddenly rang in their ears.
……
met free