Chapter 1058

Xia De did not choose to take a carriage, but walked with Margaret, strolling on the streets deep in the night:

"The destination is not far, only two blocks away from here."

Xia De said, and Her Highness the Princess didn't care about these. She walked side by side with Xia De with her hands behind her back, occasionally turning her head to look at Xia De, listening to him talk about the stories he encountered in this city.

"You seem to always encounter accidents?"

There was no one else on the street on a deep winter night, only two lonely figures strolling side by side. Margaret's pace was very slow. Even knowing that the last time together tonight would always end, she still wanted to slow down this time.

"Not always. Other friends I know are the ones who always encounter various accidents. For example, that Doctor Shi Nai De you have met."

Thinking of the doctor, a smile appeared on the corner of Xia De's mouth:

"And that friend of mine in the church, yes, the one you have seen at the opera house."

The two were talking when noise appeared at the intersection ahead. Xia De stopped his steps first, then reached out to signal Margaret to pause for a moment.

Not long after, a team of people wearing police uniforms ran over quickly, seemingly chasing something invisible. They also saw the two on the side of the street. One lady said something to the middle-aged man in the lead, and then walked towards Xia De and them alone:

"Xia De, good evening!"

It was Iluna. Her appearance in a police uniform was slightly more mature:

"Look, it appeared just as we were talking about it. Good evening, Iluna."

Xia De said with a smile. Iluna then noticed who was following Xia De. She was a bit surprised, but immediately revealed a smile:

"Really, don't walk around nearby. We are chasing an invisible guy, related to the new Keeper."

The seventeen-year-old girl blinked at Xia De.

"It's a blue creature that looks like a seahorse and moves by bouncing."

Xia De told Iluna what he saw, then pointed to his eyes:

"Your eyes should be able to see it too."

"Oh, yes."

Iluna nodded and looked at Princess Margaret again:

"Then I wish you a good time."

She gathered her courage and kissed Xia De on the side of his face. Seeing that Xia De did not object, she waved goodbye while walking backwards, and then trotted to catch up with her companions.

"She seems to have a very special status in the church... Your relationship with the beautiful local girls is really good."

The two continued to walk forward, and Margaret teased with a smile.

"This cannot be said randomly, Margaret. The girl just now is only seventeen."

Xia De retorted, and the princess shook her head with a smile, sighing softly:

"Seventeen... really the best age... If you dare to ask my age now, then I will step on your foot with my boots."

She warned Xia De, her eyes quietly staring at the position on Xia De's side face that had just been kissed:

"Can you tell me the story of you and that Princess Princess Lei Qianya Cavendish?"

"This... is a bit inconvenient."

Mainly it was inconvenient to explain that Xia De seemed to be dating one person, but was actually dating two. And if it reached the second half of the story, involving Grace and Helen, it would be even more inconvenient:

"But I have a story. Before I confirmed the relationship with Her Highness Princess Lei Qianya, I once told this story to her."

Margaret moved slightly closer to Xia De, looking at him with a smile on her lips:

"Love story?"

"Hmm... shipwreck story."

Most girls like love stories. This point, whether it is the Outsider's hometown or here, whether it is now or in the past, is the same.

Strolling on the street on a deep winter night, the two figures passed through the light under the gas lamps, walking from darkness to light, and from light to darkness. Men's leather shoes and women's long boots tapped on the ground, but there was no sound in the deep night. The shadows leaning against each other passed over shop windows, walls, and rusty mailboxes on street corners, but in reality, the girl with light golden long hair was just gently looking at the Outsider telling stories of his hometown.

Snow, I don't know when it drifted down from the night sky. Fine snowflakes like fluff covered the ground, making the rows of footprints merge together, not appearing lonely.

The princess from a foreign land tilted her head and looked at the young knight telling the story. The young Outsider also turned his head slightly to look at the princess from the south:

"What's wrong?"

"Please continue."

The girl shook her head slightly, as if wanting to keep the smile of the knight in the snow in her eyes forever.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, but no one proposed to return to the place where they started. Xia De's voice was not very clear in the snowy night, but for Margaret Anjou, this was enough to become the most precious memory of her life.

The ship in the story finally encountered the destined glacier; and the two walking in the snow finally waited for the end of the story.

"A very sad story. I can understand why Princess Princess Lei Qianya likes this story."

When Xia De reached the end of the story, Margaret commented simply. She was very worried that Xia De would ask her feelings about this story at this time, but Xia De did not do so.

"But I don't like this story."

Xia De said the same words as last time:

"I have never liked tragedies, tragedies of any form."

He sighed, and white smoke exhaled from his mouth. This was a scene only in winter:

"Tragedies often forge beautiful stories, but I am not a great artist or critic."

A smile appeared on Margaret Anjou's lips. She took off her gloves and reached out under the light of the gas street lamp to catch the falling snowflakes. But she was not sure whether she had really caught those snows, because they walked into the dark gap between the gas street lamps again.

For her, this was a good thing, because she didn't have the courage to see in the light whether the crystal clear snow that had just formed had melted because of her hot temperature.

"I don't comment on tragedies and comedies, but that sad story just now is probably reality."

She lowered her head slightly, and her slightly red nose also exhaled hot air:

"Wanting to be together, but eventually unable to be together. Only after getting old can one use that only treasure to recall the most important memories of a lifetime..."

Subconsciously wanting to touch the hair ornament on her hair, but worried about being thought by Xia De that she was referring to something, the action of raising her hand finally turned into gently stroking her hair:

"The snow in Tobesk is really beautiful."

She raised her head slightly and praised again. Xia De nodded, and the two continued to walk forward. Her Highness the Princess was wearing a scarf, while Xia De was not. He looked at the falling snow in front of him:

"How is the snow in Willendale City?"

"Also very beautiful, but in the end, it is somewhat different from here."

Speaking of this sentence, I don't know why, the palpitation in her heart had reached its peak. But she knew she couldn't do anything. She was the princess of the Carsonrick United Kingdom, and she was the future apprentice of the Great Witch Miss Xierweiya. No matter, no matter in what capacity, she could not have any further relationship with the young knight walking with her in the snowy night.

The three moons, behind the clouds and fog layers, emitted a hazy and ambiguous light. The moonlight was a bit weak, but enough to be seen by mortals.

"I..."

She wanted to say something at this time, to say something while taking the last chance, but in the end, she couldn't speak, because Xia De suddenly stopped his steps and reached out to stop Margaret.

Xia De narrowed his eyes and looked forward. Under the gas street lamp twenty steps away, a young lady holding an umbrella was looking at them with a smile.

Miss Pawo, wearing a long dress that was black on top and red on the bottom, with that large silver book tucked under her left arm, looked at the two walking in the snowy night with slight admiration:

"I really can't bear to disturb you. So beautiful, so entangled, so attached, so green..."

At this time, she was not in the appearance of the disguised "Miss Weite", but in the appearance of the real Vice President of the Truth Society, Miss Pawo.

She held her umbrella and left from under the gas street lamp, walking towards the two. Her short boots stepped on the snow, making a rustling sound. Her nose was also a bit red, obviously having stood in the snow for a while:

"Young people's feelings are always so charming. Your Highness, if I were you, I would be more proactive. Don't similar plots often appear in those stories and dramas? If you don't grab his hand in time, he will soon leave you forever."

"Lady, who are you?"

Even though he knew Miss Pawo very well, Xia De still pretended to be seeing her for the first time. He reached for the pistol at his waist.

The female warlock shook her head with a smile and said to the princess:

"Your Highness, I have no intention of reporting the story between you, so can I talk to you alone for a few words? Oh, do I need to introduce myself? On the last night in Huntington City, on the top floor of the banquet hall, you should have seen me."

Princess Margaret immediately remembered who this was. She was a bit panicked, but because she trusted Xia De, she remained calm.

"This gentleman, if I were you, I wouldn't take out that gun. Because I have no intention of hurting you, I just want to ask the princess a simple question."

She leaned the umbrella handle on her shoulder, turning the umbrella with one hand and holding the book with the other, stopping under the gas street lamp closest to the two. In the snow, this appearance was eerie and beautiful:

"Your Highness, since Huntington City, I have always wanted to talk to you alone. But that teacher beside you..."

She looked at the young man and woman with an undiminished smile:

"Is really too powerful. I admit, I can't beat her. Most of the time she is by your side, a few times I can't find your whereabouts, and even fewer times, there are too many church members around you. Oh, you probably misunderstood me. I really just want to ask you a simple question, yes, just ask. And now, can you answer me?"