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Chapter seventy-ninth dumb

Chapter 79 Mute

"I've known this a long time ago." Shirley replied. "He is indeed an expert in martial arts. Well, with bare hands and empty fists, no ten people will definitely beat him. If you really want to solve the problem in this way, you must use crossbow arrows, muskets and other weapons to be more suitable - no wonder he is a mercenary, and it is inevitable that he can fight."

"It's not necessarily a mercenary," An said. "Your doubt may be true. This man has a certain origin. The etiquette and demeanor shown in his words and deeds is at least from a knight family! But why do people from a knight family become mercenaries?"

"If it is not the eldest son, there is no right of inheritance." Shirley replied. "It's not surprising."

"It should be not difficult to find a knight's father as a guarantee to find a position near his hometown. He is not only able to read, but also able to write and calculate, and has received good training and excellent martial arts skills. These conditions, coupled with the knight's family background, I really can't see why he became a mercenary. It is normal for such a good family to join the army, but it is not normal to become a mercenary."

“Maybe it’s because of a private interest?”

"And it doesn't seem to be because of personal interests. Do you know how he said to me just now? He said war is a terrible thing," An smiled again when he said this. "And that tone... men can't help but show off their bravery and achievements in front of women, but he doesn't. This should be the truth. Besides, you see, his age will not be over thirty at most, and this is not the age to see through the world."

"you mean……"

"This man named Ashu Rufate must have reasons to become a mercenary, not because of poverty or moral degeneration. Therefore, no matter whether it is behavioral patterns, personal wealth, vision and knowledge, he cannot be regarded as a mercenary! I'm afraid... or I believe that he is not poor."

"In addition to the apparent wealth, there should be a secret fund..." Shirley nodded.

While the two of them were talking, the dance party continued according to the rhythm of the dance party. Ashe Rufate had successfully finished a song with Xingke. According to convention, each song should have a partner. However, when the next song started, he could not find a suitable partner (of course this is common in the dance party). Just as hesitated, there was no space in the dance floor, so he walked towards the garden outside, wanting to relax a little.

Then when he walked out of the main entrance of the hall, he met a maid carrying a wine pot. Ash Rufate accidentally glanced at the other party, but it was this glance that made him stop.

"Fana?" he asked strangely. Isn't this the girl who got lost in Wallonia? Why did she come here?

"Ah, it's a kind gentleman?" Fana stopped. Ashu Rufate noticed her dressing - a uniform with lighter colors and exquisite craftsmanship, but one can tell the identity of a servant at a glance. No, he shouldn't be surprised. What's so strange about this? It's just an accident.

"It's really you." Fana hugged the wine pot with both hands, then bowed to Ash Rufate and gave a thank-you gift. "I'm really grateful for what happened last time."

"Why are you here?" Ashu Rufate asked.

"I'm here to deliver wine and come from the kitchen."

"Are you a maid from this family?"

"No, I'm not a servant, I'm just called to help." Fana's smile seemed a little embarrassed. "Because I was going to hold a dance party, I was short of staff, so I also put on the servant's clothes and tried my best... Are you here to attend the dance?"

"Are you a guest," Ash Rufate replied. "Is this family... your friend?"

"It should be said not." Fana replied with a smile.

“I’m so sorry…”

"Oh, you're here?!" A scream came from behind, interrupting Eshu Rufate's words. He turned around and recognized Esse. A local squire and nobleman, or to be more specific, a local widow with some money.

"Madam Ess." Essus Rufate paid politely.

"What are you talking to yourself here alone!" Eis's eyes flashed over Fana, but he did not stop. "A few ladies of noble origin mentioned you just now, so your fiancée asked me to come to you. Oh, I will introduce them to you, you will definitely be interested."

Ash Rufat had not yet had time to answer, but Ash had already grabbed his hand and brought him into the hall. "I was surprised when I said you sold the horse back to the original owner at a low price. They said that with the strength of the horse, the lowest value of the kingdom would be worth 30,000 gold Oli..."

Fana stood there, watching the two people leaving. After a long time, she let out a long breath, then held the wine pot in her hand and walked towards the hall.

Fana's job is actually very simple, it is to add wine to the exquisite and beautiful glass wine pot at the dance. Her outfit is completely incredible at the dance. Most of the visitors ignored her directly. While she was pouring the wine, she saw that Ashu Rufate was surrounded by about seven or eight female guests, talking nonstop.

However, she couldn't stay here for too long. So she quickly left with an empty wine pot. Almost no one noticed that she entered the hall from the side door on one side, but left from the other side door. Then again, what should I pay attention to when a maid's action route? At most, I just need to go around in a circle when I return to the kitchen.

No one noticed her in the hall, and no one noticed her even more after leaving the hall. So, although she was supposed to return to the kitchen from the hall, the final result was that she came around to the garden. Of course, from an objective perspective, this error is not serious, because the size of the mansion itself is limited. Not to mention going around a small circle, even if it is around a large circle or even walking around the entire house, it will not take much time.

Fana stopped at the garden. She held the empty large pottery wine pot in her hand, but her eyes circling around.

There is no one else in the garden, and there is no see the gardener responsible for the management. In fact, even if there is a gardener, it will not care about her, because the garden is well managed and worthy of those who are new to come to look around. But if someone carefully observes her face, she can tell from the anxious expression and helpless look on her face that she is indeed lost.

The garden is surrounded by low walls. Through the small panes on the low walls, you can see the vestibule on the other side. There are many carriages parked there, and the coachmen are chatting together. The direction is wrong, and she turns to the other side, and there is a side door leaving the garden. When she walks in, she finds that it is an independent courtyard with only a small house.

"Who?!" The people in the room noticed the uninvited guest outside. Along with a shout, a woman walked out of the room.

The woman was wearing a red low-cut dress, and could tell at a glance that she was a guest invited by the dance party. The woman glanced at Fana, and saw her maid's identity from her clothes and the wine pot in her hand without any difficulty.

"What are you doing here?" Her eyes stopped on the wine pot. No matter how you look at it, this thing should be delivered here. The wine pot showed a look of surprise on her face and began to look around.

It was very bright and there was no place to hide around. So she immediately realized that there was only this maid here. The expression on the other person's face made her even more suspicious.

"Did you come here to eavesdrop?" she asked. The latter took a step back and the anxious red color appeared on his face, but he couldn't say anything.

"Wait, An, she is not." Another voice sounded. Another woman came out from behind the female guest. "She is not a suspicious person."

After seeing the second person, Fana's expression immediately relaxed.

"But she...you know her?"

"Her name is Fana, and she is my sister." Shirley replied. "The kind that is related to blood."

"Your sister? A sister who is related to blood? No... Then she is too..."

"No." Shirley shook her head. "She is not, she is just my sister." She sighed softly. "It's useless to force her. She is a mute. Or, from your point of view, she is a mute."

"From my perspective? What does it mean?"

"Actually, she can speak, but you can't hear it." Shirley replied. She turned to face Fana. "Sister, why are you doing here? Why are you dressing like this?"

An looked at the sisters in confusion. Although she could not hear Fana's voice or she could not see any gestures and silly speaking, Shirley showed a normal expression.

"What! Even if you have few maids, you don't need to come! I know that you will get lost if you are a little more complicated!"

Fana showed a very embarrassed expression, but she still didn't speak. Ann was very sure that from beginning to end, the woman named Fana didn't even move her lips. But judging from Shirley's voice and expression, she was indeed talking to the other party. The scene was very strange, and the whole scene looked like a one-man show performed in a theater, where the actors spoke and confessed to a character that did not exist. But is this a performance? Does it make sense?

"I said, you don't need to help you!" Shirley looked very unhappy. "Go back quickly, go back from here, go around the side, go on the second door on the left! Forget it, I'll take you there, otherwise you will definitely not be able to tell where to go around, and you don't know where to go."
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