Lancelot Empire, within the Boozt Merchant Guild.
Elegant pavilions were situated in the area of the rockery overgrown with vines. There was a small bridge over flowing water, and the fragrance of flowers and plants filled the air. It was a beautiful and lush scenery.
On the swing, Phoebe was dressed in a plain white robe. Her beautiful face was filled with worry. Five years had passed, but time had not left any traces on her face. On the contrary, she seemed to have become more and more beautiful, more and more tasteful.
Every time she finished her tedious work, she would habitually stare blankly at the crevice of the rockery. Her thoughts would unconsciously wander back to a few years ago.
In that narrow crevice of the rockery, there had once been two people leaning against each other. They could smell each other's scent and feel each other's heartbeats …
Many years had passed, but the memory was still as clear as day, as if it had happened yesterday!
"Miss, are you thinking of him again?" The sound of footsteps rapidly approached. Fabian looked at the dazed Phoebe and sighed in his heart. He called out softly.
"Oh, you're here." Waking up from her thoughts, Phoebe smiled apologetically at Fabian. She waved her hand and pointed at the chair beside her, saying, "Sit first."
Fabian did not stand on ceremony and sat down at Phoebe's gesture. Looking at the tired Phoebe, Fabian was a little worried. He hesitated for a moment and carefully said, "That first prince of the Angela Empire has come again."
Phoebe, who was still gazing at the fake mountain in front of her in a daze, was somewhat irritated when she heard this. Her brows furrowed as she said impatiently, "This person is too annoying. How many times have I told him? Why does he still come?"
Fabian smiled bitterly. He thought to himself, You know best why he came back. After hesitating for a moment, Fabian had no choice but to explain, "Before coming here, Prince Hagrid had just left the palace. He even went to pay a visit to Lord Karel."
Phoebe's face turned cold. She lightly snorted and said, "No one can change my decision, including those two."
Fabian's smile became even more bitter, but there was a bit of admiration in his heart. He looked deeply at Phoebe and said, "But, Lord Brian hasn't appeared for five years. There are rumors outside …" Fabian didn't continue speaking until here.
"Are you saying that Brian is dead?" Phoebe sneered and said disdainfully, "How could Brian be dead? He's just cultivating. Don't listen to those people's nonsense! "
"But it was the Church of Light who released the news, and the Pope of Light himself has confirmed it …" Although unwilling, Fabian still spoke the truth.
"So what? The Holy Father of Light wouldn't lie? " Phoebe, who had successfully cultivated to the realm of Sword Saint, had improved a lot over the years. However, whenever someone brought up this topic with her, she would always become a little abnormal.
The sound of messy footsteps came from outside. Not long after, a group of people arrived. The person in the lead was around thirty years old. His appearance was extraordinary, and he was mature and steady. There was an oppressive air of nobility about him, and it was obvious that he had been in a high position for a long time.
Behind him were two grand magi, a great swordmaster, three archmages, and two earth knights. They were all dressed in luxurious clothes and looked at this man with complicated expressions.
However, when Phoebe saw this person, her eyes revealed obvious annoyance. She said coldly, "Prince Hagrid, why have you come again?"
"We're about to return to our country. I've specially come this time to discuss some of the details of the business between our two countries. I really can't be at ease if these things aren't handled well!" Hagrid looked at Phoebe and didn't conceal the burning passion in his eyes.
"Let's talk when we meet His Majesty tomorrow. I don't really like people disturbing my peace." How could Phoebe not know what he was thinking? She said impatiently. Phoebe jumped off the swing and a sharp sword aura was naturally released.
The people behind Hagrid could clearly feel the aura from Phoebe's body. They unnaturally spread out and protected their master in the center.
Hagrid stared at Phoebe's back with a face full of infatuation. He only coughed lightly when Phoebe was about to disappear from his sight and said hastily, "I've already discussed some of the details with His Majesty. We only need Miss Phoebe to confirm them."
After speaking, Hagrid didn't care whether Phoebe was listening or not, hurriedly blurting out a few questions in rapid succession.
Phoebe, who was about to leave, couldn't help but be startled when she heard Hagrid's urgent words. She froze on the spot and looked Hagrid up and down oddly. She said, "Have you gone mad?"
Not only Phoebe, but even Fabian and the guards by Hagrid's side were a bit incredulous.
"Your Highness, are you sure you're not mistaken? That port only charges ten percent of the Boozt Merchant Guild's tariff. How can it be so low?! Your Highness, if we're so lenient with the Boozt Merchant Guild, the other merchant guilds will definitely not agree. We won't be able to explain ourselves! "A swordsman said hastily.
Fabian, the old merchant of the Boozt Merchant Guild, couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He said hastily, "That's great! His Highness Hagrid is truly a good friend!"
Sighing in her heart, Phoebe looked at Hagrid, whose eyes were burning with passion. She hadn't thought that this person would even use the interests of his own country to curry favor with her. Although Hagrid was the prince of the Angel Empire, if this agreement was carried out, the king of the Angel Empire would still be enraged. Phoebe was a bit touched that he would go to such lengths for her.
But even though she was touched, Phoebe still didn't give Hagrid any face. Contrary to Fabian's expectations, she straightforwardly refused, "Forget it. Our Boozt Merchant Guild doesn't want to take advantage of you. We'll calculate it according to your tariff with the other merchant guilds."
"Miss!" Fabian was shocked and hurriedly tried to persuade Phoebe to change her mind.
"There's no need to say more. Our Boozt Merchant Guild will do everything according to the rules." Before Fabian could finish his persuasion, Phoebe looked at Hagrid tiredly. She sighed and said, "Your Highness, it's better if you don't waste time. I definitely won't do as you wish. There have been many battles recently. I hope you'll return to the city safely. Take care."
Hagrid's face became dejected when he heard this. He smiled bitterly and said, "Why? Why are you treating me like this? That person has been dead for five years, and the incident has also happened for five years. Why can't you forget him? What's so good about him? Can a mere city lord compare to me? The Angel Empire will be mine in the future. I can give you everything he can, and more. Why? "
"This has nothing to do with benefits!" Phoebe looked at Hagrid with some pity. She paused and said coldly, "You won't understand!"
"I understand! Why don't I understand? " Hagrid lost his composure. He stared at Phoebe and started yelling. His voice gradually became louder, "Even if you love him, he's already dead. It's been five years. You should have walked out of his influence, right? Even if you haven't, I can wait for you. One year, ten years. I'm willing to wait for you. I'll wait for you to acknowledge me. "
"I'm sorry. If you really want to wait, then wait until you die!" Phoebe knew that this person couldn't be saved. Although she was a little touched, she still firmly expressed her stance.
"I'm not satisfied, I'm not satisfied! Are you going to be lonely for the rest of your life because of a dead person?! " After pursuing him for so long, Hagrid was about to return to the Angel Empire. But all he got from Phoebe was deep despair. This made it hard for him to suppress the resentment in his heart. He lost his composure.
"This has nothing to do with you." Phoebe's face gradually turned cold. She was a little impatient. She waved her hand and said to Fabian beside her, "Send His Highness back."
Fabian bowed and pointed in the direction of the door in accordance with etiquette. He said coldly, "Your Highness, Sir Mages, and Sir Swordsmen, please leave."
In the depths of his heart, Fabian also didn't want his Miss to do anything unfavorable to that person. Even if that person seemed to be dead.
Looking at Phoebe angrily, Hagrid finally sighed helplessly. He looked at Phoebe's frosty back and said in a low voice, "I'll still wait for you. I'll wait until you forget that person." With that, Hagrid waved his hand weakly and prepared to leave with his subordinates.
At this moment, there were hurried footsteps. After a while, the thief Chester's black robe fell into everyone's eyes. After Chester came over, he first bowed to Phoebe, then said respectfully, "Miss Phoebe, Lady Emily has a letter for you."
"Give it to me." Phoebe reached out and asked for it. She muttered softly, "Emily is too much. She hasn't come to see me for almost half a month. I don't know what she's been busy with. What a heartless fellow …"
Tearing the envelope, Phoebe took a glance. Her delicate body immediately trembled and her fair cheeks flushed with excitement. Sixty percent surprise, thirty percent eagerness, and a little shyness appeared on her face. At this moment, Phoebe radiated with beauty, giving off a gorgeous sense of beauty.
Hagrid was dumbfounded. His heart was filled with questions. After pestering Phoebe for so long, Hagrid had never seen such an expression on her face. His heart was filled with astonishment for a moment. He didn't understand what was wrong with Phoebe.
Fabian was very close to Phoebe. He turned his head curiously to take a look and discovered that there were only four beautiful words on the letter in Phoebe's hand — he's back!
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