Chapter 1,700 Flower Singer, Fantasy Knight (Part 2)

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The jade-like thin fingers playing on the strings stopped at the last note.

But the sea of ​​flowers was still there, and the fragrance still existed. After a long time, it gradually faded and disappeared from sight.

The lingering sound lingers for three days, which probably refers to this.

I blinked and returned to reality.

The girl sitting on the floor had put away her harp, and the little hand that played the incomparably beautiful music was holding the tea cup, sipping it gently, and waiting calmly for me to wake up.

When the eyes that completely found the focus fell on her, the girl slowly opened her eyes that had been closed.

There seems to be just a pair of very ordinary dark brown eyes, but for some reason, there is a finishing touch embedded in the girl's eyes. It seems that it has to be perfect like this. The watery pupils are covered with a layer of moist mist, hazy. , calm and mature colors are reflected in the water color.

Coupled with soft long chestnut hair, slightly curly hair, a faint charming smile at the corner of her mouth, and a round and delicate face, exuding indescribable nobility. These features make the girl's temperament elegant and beautiful. Mature, charming.

This is an upright and blooming flower, her existence. It makes the music more moving than the one played just now, and makes the sea of ​​flowers seem extremely bleak.

"How long have you been waiting?" Because he had vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in front of him, and was slightly surprised by her beauty. I asked, quickly calming down.

"About half an hour or so."

The girl smiled and replied with a pleasant voice, such a touching voice. I couldn't help but think about how wonderful it would be if a girl's singing voice was added to the music played just now. After thinking about it, I can only find one vulgar word to praise - the Sa family's life is worth it.

Just by hearing the sound, you can think of singing. She is worthy of being one of the top ten singers of the elves. However, according to Artoria, what she is best at seems to be dancing. The most representative first dance at the opening of the Elf Festival is performed by the girl in front of her. This is really...there is no way to describe it in words.

"Has it been half an hour already? It's an incredible performance. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Your Highness, I should be the one to apologize." The other party bowed, and the long white dress draped on the ground fluttered gently like a lotus leaf in the rippling waves, which was pleasing to the eye. Elegance to the extreme.

"I was unable to meet in time to pay my respects to His Highness. Instead, I asked His Highness to come in person and condescend to pay me a visit. This neglect is really shameless, so I can only greet him with sweet words and apologize."

"This must be our first meeting. How did you recognize me?" I asked curiously.

"I have heard a little bit about His Highness's past deeds, and learned a lot from Lady Vilas and Lady Linya. In addition, there are not many people who can freely enter and leave the Crystal Tree, so I guessed it at first sight. Your Highness the Prince."

"Oh, I see, you are serious." I touched my chin.

It seems that the girl in front of me is not the least bit curious about me.

"Hey, come to visit in person?" The slightly long reflex arc made me realize it only now. The previous sentence seemed to have details worth paying attention to.

Looking away from the girl, I had time to look at the surrounding environment, and found that I had been unknowingly guided by the singing to a huge room decorated like a music room.

The room was very simple, with almost no furniture. The most eye-catching thing was the stage in front of me. The other three walls were filled with display racks and hundreds of various musical instruments that dazzled me.

I was directly below the stage and the girl was on the stage.

Looking at this scene, it seems that I have really broken into the girl's home. Although I was attracted by the girl's singing, maybe it was an invitation.

"I would like to confirm that you are one of the inheritors of the Twelve Knights. Artoria mentioned it to me... huh?" I recalled it carefully. What did Artoria call her?

"I mentioned... Mipa?" Although I feel that my moral integrity will be lost, but for this reason, I can't pretend to have forgotten it. I just have to follow my memory and sell my moral integrity.

"Mipa...? Although it's a bit strange, it sounds good if you listen carefully. If His Highness the Prince wants to call me this in the future, I will happily accept it."

"Sorry." When she said this, I knew I must have called her wrong.

"It doesn't matter, His Highness's name is not bad." The girl arched her eyebrows and smiled softly. That smile seemed to exude a mature and sweet fragrance, and she really had the flavor of a married woman and a knight.

It's really no problem... Mi Pa? "I tilted my head in confusion, feeling that my moral integrity had fallen away again.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Your Highness, please feel free to call me."

"Mi... Pa, um, Mi Pa?"

Oh, oh, oh, bastard, stop shouting like that. After more than a month of border patrol, I finally glued the moral bottle back together, and now it’s about to break again! ! !

"Excuse me, please tell me your name." I held my forehead and begged with difficulty.

"As Your Highness wishes."

As the words fell, a beautiful white veil floated on the stage, and the long skirt draped on the stage floor flapped its beautiful wings like a butterfly, flying gorgeously.

As if by magic, when the dancing butterfly reached the end, it suddenly disappeared.

The beautiful girl wearing a ceremonial veil in front of her also turned into a heroic female knight wearing a light red dress and a pair of light armor.

The female knight in front of me jumped lightly, floated down to the bottom of the stage, and knelt down on one knee respectfully in front of me.

"Milas, the inheritor of the Flower of Ice Mist, has met His Highness the Prince."

oh. Milas, yes, Milas. Arturia calls her Mira.

Connecting it with the vague memories in my mind, I suddenly realized.

"Get up, noble inheritor of knights. Nice to meet you." I extended my right hand to Milas in front of me.

"This is my honor." Milas lowered her head and said, putting her little hand up.

Although the fingers are so slender, they seem to have no bones when held in the hand, and are extremely soft. Probably only such hands can play such beautiful music.

With a gentle pull, Milasi stood up and raised her head with a smile. She looked directly into my eyes without feeling shy at all. From her eyes, one could easily detect a strong curiosity and interest.

Really... After changing a set of clothes, the soft girl just now disappeared, replaced by a mature and generous female knight with a somewhat strong personality.

In terms of familiarity, it is a subtle fit with the wife knight. However, the aura is a bit sharp, unlike the wife knight who moistens things quietly. He was teased without knowing it, and he couldn't get any temper.

I subconsciously analyzed every feature of Milas in front of me and compared them with the Married Woman Knight. Although I know that I shouldn't do this, Milas is Milas, and Shirley is Shirley. These are two existences, each with its own soul color. Even if it is the inheritor, it is impossible to ask the other party to have the same character and behavior. Exactly the same.

"First time meeting." In the silent gaze, I was defeated first.

"Yes, Your Highness, it is indeed the first time. We should have met a long time ago."

"That's all a coincidence, as if fate wanted us to meet at this moment." I said nonsense.

"Destiny...?"

Milas blinked at the mist, revealing her bright and smart eyes in the charming haze.

"Is not it?"

These beautiful and moving eyes, but with hidden keen eyes, seemed to have seen through my thoughts long ago, which made me panic. I forced myself to smile calmly and asked.

In fact, it was me who had been avoiding the girl in front of me, not wanting to meet her.

"I didn't expect His Highness to be such a romantic person. You are right, it is fate that connects His Highness and me." Milas smiled softly, stretched out a pair of small hands, and put my hand in his.

"..."

This... is a little too amazing. I'm just saying that fate delayed the time for us to meet. How did it become fate to connect each other, and it doesn't sound like there is any sense of disobedience. I don't even know how to refute it.

Being held by gentle and precious little hands that can play the sounds of nature, I see a charming and beautiful face that is extremely seductive to the eye, and there is a strange but very alluring fragrance lingering on the tip of my nose, but I don’t feel the beauty at all, on the contrary Very troubled.

Although the wife knight is also an acquaintance, I can feel that she is actually very reserved in her heart and will not easily let strangers contact her. It is because she has a wonderful fate with me that she can get close and intimate so easily.

The knight girl in front of me seems to be very warm and open despite being familiar with her. She is not afraid of contact with strangers at all. I am a little uncomfortable with this person.

Well, hey, wait, why is there a murderous aura behind you? !

I turned around suddenly and found that the pornographic maid had arrived at the door at some point and was standing there without saying a word. What made a strong contrast between her quiet figure and face was her pair of purple eyes, which were shining with an intensity that could not be concealed. emotion.

To put it simply, she was jealous again.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty." She walked forward expressionlessly, bowed mechanically, and then turned to look at the other person without even looking at me.

"Knight Milas, Her Majesty the Queen has summoned me. Please [immediately] follow me to see you."

When he said the word "immediately", he seemed to be bitten a lot harder, and his peripheral vision was very hidden and quickly glanced at the hands that Milas and I were holding.

"Oh my, what's wrong with Jeluka today? Why does she speak so stiffly? Don't you recognize me?"

Milasi pretended to be surprised, but I caught the hint of cunning that suddenly flashed through her hazy and beautiful eyes.

That's it, I seem to understand.

She suddenly held my hand, showing it to the dirty maid, just to tease her.

There is a premise here. Milas, who is in front of me, already knows, or perhaps suspects, the relationship with my dirty maid.

What a cunning guy.

I quickly labeled the girl in front of me as dangerous. Although the Married Woman Knight also likes to tease people, she will tease you in such a way that you won't feel your temper or danger. It was as if she stretched out her hand and gently scratched my nose. Not only would I not be angry, but I would feel closer to him.

Compared to the Married Woman Knight, Milas is still far behind.

Wait, no, stop comparing.

Under the surprised looks of Milas and the pornographic maid, I opened Milas's little hand and patted my forehead hard. Clear your brain.

"Mila...can I call you this like Artoria?"

"I'm very happy." Milas bowed happily.

"Well, then Mira, since Arturia summoned you, don't delay, go quickly, maybe I have something important to ask you." I glanced at Jeluka. She didn't appreciate it and tilted her head angrily.

"It's true that we can't delay it any longer. It's such a pity that we finally met His Highness, but we couldn't chat more." Milas looked at me reluctantly.

"Go quickly. There will still be time in the future." I glanced at the pornographic maid's mouth that was getting bigger and bigger, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and urged.

"In that case, I'll take my leave." As she said that, Milas took a few steps back respectfully before walking towards the pornographic maid.

"Knight Milas, please come with me." The little maid held her head high and maintained the posture of a perfect maid. Her expression was indifferent and she said stiffly before turning around and leaving.

"Hey, wait for me, Jeluka, why are you so cold today? You obviously used to call me Sister Mira, but it was sweet."

"Please do not violate the integrity of knights and tell such ridiculous lies, Knight Milas. I can't find any such boring memories in my mind."

"At least call me Sister Mira. If you are too cold, I will be sad."

"Sorry, I can't do it. I am here under the orders of Her Majesty the Queen, and there is no room for any rudeness." The maid continued to maintain a diplomatic expression and answered Milas word by word.

The two figures look strange and indifferent, but if you look carefully for a long time, you can find the beautiful friendship hidden in them.

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