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"These are all."

　　 Pushing a small trolley for carrying heavy objects, Alyssa brought two cardboard boxes, one large and one small, from the item management room downstairs to Osphia. At the same time, she thought,

Is 　　 a gift from the suitor again?

　　 Although it is not long, she has been transferred from the other party to the Wang Ting headquarters. She has seen such things several times.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Thinking about how this gift is a transnational express delivery, not even the flowers are not romantic at all, Alisa’s clear voice of thanks is still the same as usual.

　　 But as a civil servant who could be recruited by the royal court, she carefully noticed that Osphia was not sitting behind her desk.

　　 Have you been waiting for my delivery...

　　 aware of this, thinking that she hadn't cared about other gifts before, Alisa suddenly became a little curious.

　　You are young, beautiful, from a rich family, and you can see it at a glance. The most important thing is the awe-inspiring aristocratic temperament, plus the meaning of being a ‘participant’.

　　 At first, Alisa felt that she could be worthy of such a person, probably only a prince from Europe.

　　 But after knowing that even among the participants, Osphia is quite good,

　　 She thinks that the other party can only be a participant like a prince...

　　 So who sent it this time, is it a Chinese?

　　 Guessing what kind of man can impress such a figure in front of her, she has completely ignored the possibility of a female friend, and Alisa finally retreats with curiosity.

　　 "Then please call me again."

"Ok."

　　 Not knowing what she was thinking in this short period of time, Osfiya looked at the two cardboard boxes in front of her, and used her ability to move them back to the table.

　　 Then he picked up the small one and put it on the table, found the knife and took it apart.

　　The items sent to the royal court are basically not subject to bumps through special channels, but after taking apart a lot of layers of foam paper, Osfiya picked up the things that were separately placed inside.

　　 A rectangular yellow kraft paper envelope, which is the standard Huaxia Post Office style.

　　 Then, seeing the sender’s name of "Fang Ran" written with a black carbon pen on it, his blue eyes lit up slightly.

　　 I don’t know how to describe the mood at this moment...

　　 The morning sun outside the window fell on the table, and the opened letter paper was a little transparent.

　　-‘Dear Osphia Le Guin’-

　　 The serious letters look up, but they don’t look like the style that someone I know would write.

　　Osfiyah felt that she could imagine that when Fang Ran was writing this letter, she suddenly found out that she didn’t know the format of the letter and searched it online.

　　-‘Because I’ve been thinking of mailing you something, I’m sorry to reply a bit late.’-

　　Including that he didn’t know how to start, and it was estimated that he would grab his head and write this sentence for a long time...

　　-‘I also heard the situation in Europe. I didn’t expect that it was your ancestor who came to take over the royal court, but if it was her, there must be no problem’-

　　-‘After all, as the earliest follower of the queen, that person was very powerful a hundred years ago’-

　　 It’s a little strange between the lines, it feels like I’ve seen it with my own eyes, wondering if he knows his ancestors before he hides such strength.

　　Osfiya continued to read down, and the next line of text revealed a surprise and surprise from the letter paper.

　　-‘By the way, Kerim became a participant! ? ? ’-

　　I thought that when I heard the news, I was also very surprised.

　　 I didn't expect that the young man who had worked hard for this all his life in the past would achieve his goal after the incident.

　　-‘Is it because you let go of the past that you awakened? I always feel that coupled with his achievements in reality, it is really a standard protagonist’s life experience’-

　　-‘But anyway, he finally got what he wanted. This time he should be able to officially join your royal court, right’-

　　-‘It’s also said that when I meet next time, is he coming to China, he will definitely surprise me or something’-

　　-‘He’s planning to come to Beijing University to teach me, right...’-

　　From these few words, I felt his concern for Klim as a companion, and remembered the scene of the car driving through the French road, the sun shining from the light looks like a color of gold.

　　Osfiyah saw this last line of speculation and couldn't help his mouth panning.

　　-‘As for the destruction of the dark crystals, at that time no one can escape without us, don’t worry about it’-

　　-‘It’s better to say I didn’t know where to go if I didn’t meet you’-

　　 I think back to the outskirts of England, when I met him, I had not let go of the national war,

　　 The mood contrast is a bit weird.

　　-‘Have you been transferred to the Royal Court headquarters now? I heard that it is in Belgium. How is your life there? ’-

　　 is slightly different from before...

　　 answered his question in his heart, Osphia’s blue eyes remembered his handwriting.

　　-‘Although you told us what happened on the road, Zero Rider always feels bad, but I don’t think about it now...’-

　　The sentence inserted here feels a bit ashamed and subtle...

　　Osfiyah suddenly remembered the Arcane Lord who was close to her ancestors and she also respected. The look when she asked her about Fang Ran seemed particularly interesting.

　　 Fang Ran and Lord Clotide also know each other...

　　-‘As for returning to my country, I’ve been recovering from my injuries. Every day I go to class on time during the day. Originally, I used to drop it, but after experiencing what happened in Europe’-

　　-'This time makes me feel precious'-

　　 Looking at this sentence, my thoughts drifted back to the moment the crisis ended and the two of them fell to rest beside the ruins.

　　 Thinking of the miss he had said then, Osphia was quiet with the blue under his blond hair.

　　-‘Speaking of which, I have too few classes this semester, and the final exam may be very bad’-

　　 Looking at the chattering words in the letter, there is a feeling as if he is chuckling in front of him right now...

　　-‘At night, I’m doing some basic mana control exercises before the injury heals. Only after doing this, I realized that I’m really weak in this respect’-

　　-‘Teach me again when I meet next time’-

　　 See you next time...

　　 The text on the letter aroused expectations like a kind of magic. Suddenly I remembered the sight of seeing him for the first time in the national war, and couldn’t help but imagine what the next time I saw would be.

　　Osfiya looked at the last paragraph on the letter paper.

　　-‘The gift in the box is a gift of chocolate, because when you were in Europe you never said what you like, I had to follow the Italians’ preferences found on the Internet’-

　　-‘I sent you the famous ice cream here, and some other specialties of China and the two cans of Lao Gan Ma that the Gourd Non-Fortress gave you’-

　　-‘PS: This guy is doing well, don’t worry’-

　　 Only then did he look at another box that was much larger than the one he had mailed, and Osphia opened it with a stroke of his finger.

　　 Then I saw a small refrigerator for freezing, Maotai, Dahongpao, Laoganma... all kinds of well-known specialties in China, and there is probably an extra-large brush that I can use to comb Tuer...

　　 It feels like buying something and stuffing it in immediately.

　　Osfiya opened the small refrigerator, and the ice cubes shaped by magic energy were filled with handmade ice creams of various flavors and exquisite shapes.

　　 She picked up one of the chocolate syrup, strawberry, and pineapple and looked at the very beautiful box.

　　 Then I saw that it said "Authentic Italian Handmade Ice Cream" in English...

　　 When I saw this line of small characters~www.ltnovel.com~ the blue eyes blinked slightly in a daze.

　　 The corners of his mouth will turn up in the next second, even this kind of unreliable place has his style.

　　 But Osphia is actually very clear,

　　 What kind of justice does the young man who seems to give people such a feeling look like when he is serious, and what kind of justice he holds in his heart,

　　 From meeting him on the outskirts that night, on the turbulent journey all the way in Europe, watching him change from the confusion, and take his resolve step by step to hold on to the end.

　　 In the dark well, even if it burned out, he struggled to shake the standing figure, and everything after that,

　　 makes Osphia unforgettable anyway.

　　 The regret and unwillingness of losing to him in the C-level battle. I don’t know when it will dissipate quietly. It’s another mood that I can’t look away from taking a rest at that moment...

　　 "Miss Ophelia, Ms. Le Guin is back. It seems that something is looking for you."

　　 "Well, I will go now."

　　 Hearing the words conveyed by Alyssa knocking on the door, Osfiya responded from a trance, and then bright blue eyes, picked up the other thing in the small box besides the letter,

　　 is placed in the most obvious position on the side of his table.

　　 That is a photo of a hotel courtyard on a hillside. Under the starry night of the mountain, a French village is lit up like a river of bright lights.

　　 The girl who was active in front of the camera, the pale and gentle companion, the self who happened to look over, and the young man who was still biting a piece of baguette by the big wooden table...