May did not expect that when she once again set foot on the return trip to the border town, her heart would be full of expectation.

The woods on the banks of the Red Water River have begun to yellow, and the breeze blowing on them has a hint of coolness.The river with a wave of light rolled at the foot, and from time to time you could see the falling leaves sliding through the side of the ship.

Without the restlessness and uneasiness of the last time, the autumn scenery around it has become poetic.

"Miss Maye," came a reverential voice from behind her, "is the Witch's Diary, which your Highness the Prince has personally written for you?"

May turned around and saw a group of actresses gathered around, and the leader was looking nervously at herself, remembering that the other person seemed to call the swallow.

"Aha, I'm sorry," cried Irene, waving at her head and laughing. "I can't answer them, I just have to let them ask you."

This fool...Mey rolled her eyes, and if it was before, she would only sneer twice.Perhaps after a long stay with Irene, his patience grew, "not for me, but for the Minister of Education in the City Hall, written by the adult of the books for witches."

“Uh, is that so?”Swallow blinked, "When you quarreled with Bella, we thought it was true."

"His Highness's handwritten" and "His Highness wrote for me", the difference between the two is far from the earth, how do these people listen to the first half of the sentence into the second half?"But both the script and the theatrical performance were endorsed by His Royal Highness, so Bella's ridicule of the script was indeed equivalent to laughing at Her Royal Highness himself.I didn't miss her."

“Have you seen the Prince?”

"I heard that he has a royal trademark of gray hair, handsome and extraordinary, is it true?"

"I have also heard that he is alive and full of lovers!"

“Oh, is that so?”

“Looking at these lively little girls, May couldn’t help but frown, and he didn’t have to respond to their curiosity.

"Well, don't bother Miss Maye," said Rosia, strangling them up, and apologetic look to Maye.

"It's okay," she shrugged, continuing to admire the scenery along the coast, "after all, it's my own trouble."

"I... don't quite understand," cried Lois, scratching her head, "why should you take them with you when you leave?"Of the thirty-five people, only two have been on stage, and twenty-six have not even completed all the courses of the drama class, and according to your previous account, they are not even chicks, and still hatch in eggshells... Even if the lords are not demanding drama, these people are afraid it will be difficult for their Highness to accept.If you want to avenge Bella, you should also bring together the experienced supporting actors.”

"I don't want them all to play."

“Ah?”The other stood there for a while.

They can read the script, right?May smiled, “Although it’s still a long way from the stage, they can at least read and write.”Have you not found that His Highness needs such a person most now?"She paused for a moment, “Do you think His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon really brought us to perform because he loved the theatre?”

“This...”

"If it is Mr. Pero, then the answer must be yes, before taking over the long song fortress, he has the habit of visiting the theater once a week."But His Royal Highness Roland's words, except for the first performance of the new play, will not appear in the town square for the rest of the time - so he promotes the play not because of his own preferences, but because he intends to promote his views to the masses through the drama."May went on to say, “Instead of the initial emphasis on resistance to oppression and witches is not evil, the new scripts ‘The Light’ and ‘New Cities’ have moved closer to recruiting people and working hard to get rich, and I’m just doing my little bit as he wants.”

“Originally, it’s true, I never thought of these...” Rosie said.

“Thinking about a script, in addition to thinking about your own characters, you must understand as much as possible the meaning that the whole story wants to express, which is also a quality that must be possessed as a good actor.”

“Yes, thank you for your guidance!”She folded.

"Reassured," May said, "if you don't want to play, you can find a good job in the border town, and maybe you can go to the town hall and become an administrative officer."After all, His Highness does not ask for identity, nor does he look at his family, and this path is much better than being an actor.”

...

After the ship arrived in the town, May saw Filing Hillett, who was standing by the dock.

Of course, he came for Irene.

Seeing the girl rushing into his arms, she sighed softly.

“Isn’t that the morning light?”

“He was not sentenced to exile by His Highness...”

"It's nice to be the first knight of the West."Swallow envied, “I thought he would be with the stars of the theater—”

"What nonsense," said May, with a cold voice that kept the crowd shut, "get off the boat with your luggage, and Gait and Roche will take you to the town hall to register, and the rest, listen to what they arrange."

“Yes.”Everyone answered respectfully.

Walking down the dock, Filing came over with her wife and stroked her breasts, "Miss Maye, Irene just told me about the clash in the theater, thank you for your care."

"No thanks," May said disapprovingly. "The other person seems to be looking for her trouble, but it's actually coming at me."

"Even so, I would like to thank you."The knight smiled heartily, "If it weren't for you, she would cry on the spot."

After the two left, May skimmed her mouth, carried her luggage alone, and walked to the residential area.

Although she had put down this feeling, she still had some emotion in her heart when she saw this scene, and the familiar figure did not appear, but she also swore in the letter that she would surprise herself.

Well, after all, the other party is an important person around His Highness, and it is impossible to move like the dawn of the morning light?

When she returned home, May put down the package, and a long-lost sense of relaxation came.She grew out of her mouth, took the liquor out of the cupboard, and was about to drink a glass when there was a knock on the door outside.

Opening the door, it was Carter Lannis standing outside.

"I didn't expect you to be half an hour," he wiped the sweat from his forehead, "and heard that the ship from the long song fortress had arrived, and I came from the barracks."

Somehow, obviously not in the dock to see him, obviously did not receive their own, but to see his appearance, May's mood instantly happy, "want to come for a drink?" 」

“No, I have a mission in the afternoon,” Carter waved.

"Well," she nodded, "the Highness's giving of the matter is more important."

"I have come to give you a present," said the chief knight, drawing a small white wooden box from his pocket and handing it to her.

“Is this the latest product in the convenience market?”May curiously took the wooden box, opened the lid, only to see a yellow orange ring quietly standing on the bottom of the box, its top is inlaid with a bright transparent gem, reflected in the autumn sun through the window.

There is no doubt that this ring is worth a lot and is unlikely to be a sale in the convenience market.And the nobleman gave the ring, which means that . . . she couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

“Miss Maye, will you marry me?”Carter asked seriously.(Unfinished.