"I went through the entire file and checked all your records and performances from your appearance to today... If I'm not mistaken, when you first lost your memory... you were illiterate?" “…That’s basically it.” "That is to say, your knowledge of Sara language - I mean the reading and writing part - was rebuilt by you in the next two weeks." "Yes." "Then your gift for languages is eye-opening, Miss Hitzfeld." This is not sarcasm, the tone sounds very sincere and emotional. A piece of paper fluttered toward the girl from the darkness. She reached out to take it and saw that it was a "Notarization of Review Results" with the signatures of eight judges including Ferdinand below. She noticed the two words in bold: [I do not believe that Aisuen Hitzfeld is dangerous or rebellious beyond the ordinary. 】
[Considering that Aisuen Hitzfeld's left eye may be out of control, and the impact of losing control is difficult to estimate, it is now recommended to cooperate with Wheel of Fortune to observe her performance together for a period of one year.] …… As requested, he came out blindfolded again, and only when he heard the door close behind him did Hitzfeld untie the cloth. But before she could completely untie herself, half of her body, including her two hands curled up in front of her, were caught in a warm embrace. I could smell a hint of fragrance at the tip of my nose. Orange, pear, mixed flavor. Reflexively, she analyzed the fragrance's components in her mind, even calculating the ratio of the scents. Then her heart dropped to the ground. It wasn't because she passed the review, but because her worries - that someone would never talk to her again - disappeared from that moment on. "I'm tied here." She did not move, letting the woman pull the cloth away from her face, and whispered, "They gave me an observation period of one year... I cannot leave the capital until this time next year..." “That’s pretty good.” When Xia Yibing actually saw her blue eyes, she avoided her gaze for a moment. "You have a house in Wayne, don't you? I mean, 221 Iris Street. It's close to the headquarters of Wheel of Fortune, and there's also a library. You can definitely stay here for a while." "I……" Hitzfeld opened his mouth. She didn't know whether she blushed or not, but she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if someone was plucking her heartstrings with a feather. Should I say I do? But Miss Xia and I are indeed just friends.
It should be a pleasant thing to be closer to your friends, or even to be together with them day and night. Yes, I am very happy. Very...happy! But what is this feeling... A little nervous... Still a little uneasy... Hitzfeld had no idea what was going on. She swore that she wanted to treat Xia Yibing as a simple friend, but it seemed that everything had changed since that romantic moment. "Agent, Xia Sha!" Just then, a somewhat rough female voice came from the side. Looking up, following Xia Yibing's movement of turning around, the two of them faced a strange woman in a men's suit. She was very tall, taller than Xia Yibing, and almost as tall as Ethan. Her hands and feet were slender, but her shoulders were broader than those of an average woman. She had thick lips, very fair skin, and a pair of round-framed glasses on her tall nose. "Agent, Tariq." She heard Xia Yibing's voice become very cold. "Why do you want to come back here if you don't want to investigate your case?" "What?" Tariq narrowed his eyes behind his glasses. "Of course... to see why my good partner suddenly came back to sit in on a review meeting." Hitzfeld frowned slightly. From this conversation alone, she knew that Ms. Tariq and Xia Yibing disliked each other. correct. And that dark guy... Mr. Alex warned Ethan that Tariq would impeach them... Is this the woman you are talking about? But she said Xia was her partner. Then the case they are investigating together now must be... Death Ticket. "I'm not here to argue with you, Agent Xiasha." The woman with glasses snorted, strode over, took out a letter, and unexpectedly handed it to Hitzfeld. "This is a letter from Principal Ferdinand." I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Hitzfeld saw jealousy in those eyes.
She opened the letter on the spot, and the first sentence that caught her eye made her frown. [Dear Miss Ashun-Hitzfeld:] [I am extremely honored and sincerely invite you to come to the Pusilint Theological Seminary to serve as an assistant teacher of "Ancient Sarai".] [If you can pass my twelve test papers, I will give you my professorship. PS.] [Yours faithfully, Nossa Ferdinand.] Chapter 11 Agreement That night, the lights at 221 Iris Street were turned on again. Hitzfeld was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, while Xia Yibing, Ethan and Alfred were sitting at the dining table in the hall. "Zafira is on a secret mission alone." Ethan shouted towards the kitchen as he sat down, "No, no, no, I'm not asking you to make less. Just give me his portion!" "I tasted her cooking last time." Alfred exhaled as he ate, "Wow! Wow! But I didn't expect she wasn't serious at that time!...Oh, this pork chop is really delicious!" They drank happily and praised the girl's cooking skills. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Hitzfeld took a deep breath and took out the letter again. "I'd like to get your opinion," she said. "And there's the consultation... If I agree, what preparations do I need to make?" The rules of the observation period have come into effect, and she will be confined to the royal capital for the next year. While she was at 221 Rue des Irises, she was watched by Alfred, who lived at 222. When she needs to travel and wander around the royal capital, Shadow Lion and Wheel of Fortune will each send one person to accompany her to ensure that she does not disappear while wandering. As for the two people from Team 17… Xia Yibing and Ethan were both here easily. In order to celebrate for Hitzfeld (passing the review), they squeezed out a lot of precious time. "Puslint is a good school." Alfred smacked his cigarette holder and squinted his eyes. "Its history is very old... very old, no younger than the Wheel of Fortune, and has a terrifyingly deep history." “Background means…” Hitzfeld pricked up his ears. She had long wanted to know about this "famous university", but there was very little information about it in the books and notes left by Mrs. Naihe. "Isn't Ferdinand's proof enough?" Alfred snorted. "Winner of the Oak Leaf Medal, second-level member of the Oak Leaf Knights, president of the Pusilint Seminary, deputy director of the Sara Strategic Homeland Security Bureau, chief judge of the Internal Audit Department of the Sara Strategic Homeland Security Bureau..." "So many titles, that's impressive, right?" "But if everyone, including himself, were asked to pick the one who deserves the most boasting, they would definitely choose 'the president of the Pusilint Seminary'." "So powerful?" Hitzfeld frowned in surprise. Sarah, the Strategic Homeland Security Agency, is Shadow Lion. The deputy director of Shadow Lion is almost the second-in-command level person. If Changxia also has the tradition of the boss being a hands-off manager and the second-in-command working hard and taking the blame, then it can be basically determined that he holds the powerful power to mobilize all Shadow Lion agents.
Such a position is not even as good as the dean of a school. She felt it was too exaggerated no matter how she looked at it. "Well - you have to understand the cause and effect, Hitzfeld." Xia Yibing burped, "He is qualified to be the deputy director because he climbed to the position of the president of the Pusilint Theological Seminary. Without the former, there would be no latter." "Then this Pusilint..." Hitzfell stretched out his words, "shouldn't just be a college like the Divine Academy, right?" "I guess it should, possibly, involve some areas related to the mysticism, and it will be of great help in solving evil spirits and curses..." "I can't say much more." Xia Yibing said, "You just need to know that without this school, Wayne Port would not be what it is today." "The royal family, the church, Pusilint, and the library are all indispensable." Ethan added. “Only together can we create the country you see, the prosperity you see in the daytime.” “…I almost understand.” Hitzfeld nodded. If that was the case, then she could understand. I understand that the royal family of Sarah has enough trust in this school. "You asked for our opinion. My personal opinion is that you can go." Xia Yibing said seriously. "Being related to Pusilint will give you a kind of invisible privilege that cannot be compared with other identities. If you have the opportunity to become a student of an academic master, I guarantee that no one will dare to imprison you again." Imprisonment... Yes. Hitzfeld glanced at his hands and feet. All five restraining rings were removed. Although wearing them hardly bothered her, it was, after all, a matter of respect. They could put these things on her today without caring, and maybe next time when it is necessary - when they have doubts about her, they would not mind treating her more roughly. For example, dissect her. “You can continue your studies there.” The woman tilted her head at her. “Most importantly, it’s safe.” "But I want to help you." Hitzfeld grinned slightly. The deadly ticket case, it has been going on for a long time. Thinking about those noble names and titles...those great nobles involved in the case, she could fully imagine how much pressure Xia Yibing had been under during this period of time. She wanted to put the letter aside and help investigate the case.
Tariq, that woman was jealous of the opportunity she had been given…yes, opportunities are indeed precious. But what she remembered more was the friendship between Paul and his doctor father. What I still remember is the kiss between Bram and Helen. She thought it was a precious thing that transcended life and death. She gained enlightenment from it and felt that no opportunity could be more important than "helping her best friend." "I'm touched, Hitzfeld." Maybe she was drunk, Xia Yibing supported herself on her elbows with bold movements, her pair of black eyes half-closed, looking silky and charming.