Vera was wearing a nun's uniform, but her clothes were slightly different from those of an ordinary nun. There were golden ribbons embroidered on his shoulders, and a gem-studded cross pattern on his chest to indicate his identity as a Holy Maiden. This was her unique symbol. Vera, who walked into the study, did not carry a trace of fireworks. The black and white nun's clothes were worn on her body, revealing an indescribable purity.
The intense feeling caused by the black snow skin caused Gills to forget to breathe for a moment. That pair of deep eyes was enough to make him willingly sink into it. If it weren't for the presence of Edward and Grar, Gills would have been unable to restrain himself from pouncing on them and kissing them.
He took a deep breath and pressed himself down on his chair with great self-control. "Miss Vera's temperament is indeed extraordinary. Just by looking at Miss, you can tell that Sir Edward's words are true."
"Good afternoon, Earl Gills." Vera raised the corner of her robe and bowed slightly.
"Miss Vera, please predict for Earl Gills," Edward coughed dryly. "There's no need to be too far in the future. Miss Vera should know what to do as long as something is confirmed."
Vera nodded and took a step forward. "Please look at my eyes, Earl."
Gills stood up. He was much taller than Vera. In order to make the two of them even in height, he had to lean forward, so he looked at Vera blankly over half of the table. At such a close distance! Looking away, Vera was almost exposed in his eyes, and even the fine hairs on her face could be seen clearly. As a result, when Vera breathed, the expansion of her nostrils also seemed to have a charm.
At this moment, the young count discovered that the deep light in Vera's eyes was slowly rotating. On the back of her hand hidden in her sleeve, the mark called the Eye of Destiny was quietly shining with a faint purple light. The light in Vera's eyes was like a vortex, as if even her soul would be sucked in. After staring at it for a while, Gills felt dizzy. He shook his body and hurriedly supported himself with his two arms.
Fortunately, Vera's omen was over, and the light in her eyes calmed down, allowing Gills to heave a sigh of relief.
At least he didn't make a fool of himself in front of her. Gills thought.
"How is it, Miss Vera?" Edward asked softly.
Vera stretched out her hand and gently held Gills' cheek, then slid all the way down. "Tomorrow, Lord Count, you have to be careful of something." "Tomorrow, Lord Count, you have to be careful of something."
"What is it?"
Vera stretched out her neck and whispered in Gills' ear before retracting, "My work is done. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. "
She had always been straightforward and never beat around the bush. Edward saw the reluctance in Gills' eyes and immediately smoothed things over for her, "Every time Miss Vera peeks into the future, she consumes a lot of energy. The more important a person was, the more variables they would be involved in, and the more blurry their future would be. Miss Vera expended more energy than usual in order to see your future, Count. Is that so, Miss? "
Vera only said "yes", and Gills hurriedly said, "Butler Mace, please take Miss Vera down to rest."
Edward also said goodbye, "I have taken up too much of the count's time today. Thank you very much for your precious time to receive us, Lord Gills. Then, I won't disturb you any longer. "
Gills nodded absent-mindedly, so Edward left with Vera. After they left, Glar closed the door and shouted, "Count, look at this Sir Edward. This arrogant person actually brushed off your kindness. It is truly unforgivable. In my opinion … Sir Count, Sir Count? "
Glar suddenly realized that Gills was sitting there motionless as if his soul had left his body. He had to shout twice before the young Count reacted. Gills shook his head and said, "I'm a little tired today. Uncle Glar, you go back first. I'll discuss it with you if there's anything else."
Grar took a step forward, but Gills' gaze suddenly became stern. He could only sigh softly and bid his farewell. Walking into the study, Glar said hatefully, "Damn Allen, where did he find such a bullshit Holy Maiden? He actually captivated that brat Gills. This brat is really bad. Isn't it just a woman? He's already bewitched. Idiot! Idiot! "
After cursing in a low voice, Glar turned to another branch of the corridor. On the other side of the corridor, Edward smiled, but he heard Grar's words. Vera, who was beside him, gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "That Gills is not a good person. I saw a terrible picture of him. In short, he is not a good person. "
"Looks like you've seen a lot, Miss Vera." Edward smiled.
"He's just a mediocre person. His line of fate is very straightforward. This kind of future is too easy to peek at. How could it be like him … "Vera suddenly stopped.
Edward frowned and said, "Do you mean Allen? What kind of future do you see in him? "
"His line of fate is much more tortuous. How can it be so easy to see it clearly? The only ones close to him are the paintings I gave him. As for the ones far away, I've peeped at them before. But all I saw was an eternal flame. I didn't know before, but now I know that it was the power of fate that prevented me from seeing Allen's future clearly. "Vera said calmly.
"How many variables are there in the future that I can't see through? I'm more and more interested in this young master now. "Edward smiled.
Vera suddenly looked at him, and the dark light in the depths of her eyes began to spin. Edward hurriedly said, "Stop, don't peek into my future. Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards Allen. I'm just interested. "
"It better be." Vera suddenly looked forward and said, "Someone is waiting for you."
"Who?"
As they spoke, the two of them turned around the corridor and saw a black woman leaning against the window, looking out of the castle. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned around and looked at Edward uncertainly, "Are you Edward, Sir Edward?"
"You are?"
"My name is Jorah."
Vera said softly, "I'll be leaving first."
He left alone. Edward shrugged his shoulders and bowed, "I've heard Lord Allen mention you, beautiful Miss Jorah. For a woman, your courage in fighting on the front lines of the war is admirable. If there is anyone in this castle worthy of my respect, Miss Jorah is definitely one of them. "
Jorah shook her head and smiled, "You're much better at talking than Allen. Where's he? Why hasn't he come back? "
"Lord Allen suddenly received an urgent message from the clan, asking him to return immediately. That's why I was asked to rush over as soon as possible to manage the territory on his behalf. "
Jorah nodded and said, "Will you accompany me for a walk?"
"It would be an honor."
The two of them walked out of the room and came to a garden filled with flowers and plants. Jorah was silent all the way, and Edward did not disturb her. He only accompanied her quietly. Just as he was sizing up the plants in the garden, Jorah suddenly said, "Since you're valued by him, you must know him very well. Sir Edward, can you tell me what kind of person Allen is? "
Edward smiled bitterly in his heart and thought to himself, Allen, you brat, you didn't tell me that this noble lady in front of me had fallen in love with you. Now, I have to clean up this mess of yours. On the surface, he said politely, "Lord Allen is also a person worthy of my respect. He cherishes his wings very much and does things fairly. It is my honor to be able to work under him. "
Jorah was furious and said angrily, "Don't fool me with such words. I want to know what kind of person he is in private. Has he … already got a family? "
"This, no." Edward smiled bitterly.
"But I know that he has a girl named Lucy by his side. She is … "
"You mean His Highness Lucy? She is Lord Allen's friend of life and death. Their friendship … is very deep. "
"Your Highness? You said that Lucy is a Highness, where is her Highness? "
Edward had a headache. Needless to say, if Jorah wasn't deeply in love with Allen, then what was it? He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course not, His Highness of the imperial family. Miss Lucy comes from a foreign country. She and Lord Allen met by chance, but in that encounter, they showed their friendship as friends. "
"So it's a princess. Of course, her identity is much more honorable than mine. No wonder …" Jorah bit her lips and felt a little self-pity.
Edward said helplessly, "Lord Allen once told me that Miss Jorah was his most important friend in Ark Harbor. He asked me to take care of her. If Miss has any problems, please come to me. If I can't solve it for Miss, Lord Allen will definitely blame me when he returns. "
"Friend. So I'm just an important friend. "Jorah whispered, then nodded and said," I see, but there shouldn't be anything to trouble you with. Well, I won't take up your precious time anymore after wasting so much of your time, Sir Edward. "
Edward nodded and said, "Then I'll take my leave. Please take care, Miss Jorah."
After Edward left, Jorah remained in the garden. She stared blankly at the flowers and plants, feeling that the flowers, which usually looked very delicate and beautiful, seemed very pale at this moment. She sighed softly, and with a heavy heart, she gradually left. When Edward arrived at the square, the carriage was ready. Milo and Vera had already boarded the carriage and were waiting for him with Roger.
As soon as he got into the carriage, Roger ordered the carriage to set off. In the carriage, Vera suddenly said, "That Jorah, you'd better keep an eye on her."
"What's wrong?" Edward raised his head.
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