Chapter 402: Exchanging Names Is the Beginning of Trust
But it's more of a toy than a playmate.
The cool night breeze blew slightly, lifting the walnut-colored hair on her forehead, and the girl's smile disappeared fleetingly.
She lowered her face again, half immersed in the shadow of the flowers. Her expression outlined by the red light was dim and unclear, but there was a faint hint of loneliness and sadness in her eyes.
"Alex..."
Suddenly, she softly called his name.
Kongyou's voice seemed to resound deep in his soul, shaking his consciousness and giving him a strange palpitation, accompanied by an unknown sense of confusion.
Alex, that's his name.
But something seems to have changed just now?
Immediately afterwards, the traveling poet came back to his senses and looked at the girl in front of him, only to see that she had already walked down the flower bed with her skirt in hand and turned around.
"Come for a walk with me?" The corners of her mouth raised slightly.
"Okay." The traveling poet paused and responded.
The two of them left the flower bed in front of the castle, stepped onto the flying buttress, and walked from the outer wall to the corridor of the castle wall.
The city wall used for viewing is also very spacious, and the semicircular arches are carved with beautiful patterns, which are faintly visible under the light of the oil lamp.
In the dark night and dim lights, the shadows of the two people looked very unremarkable.
The traveling poet looked up at the lamp hanging on the beam, and his thoughts suddenly went astray - he remembered that the gorgeous crystal chandelier was used at the banquet in the castle hall.
He turned his head and looked outside. From this height, he could already see the scenery of Prague Manor in the distance, but except for the red roses swaying under the light, there was basically no extra beautiful scenery.
Even the fields and grape trellises during the day were submerged in the deep darkness.
Looking from a distance, it seems that this castle is the only source of light in the world, and outside the castle is an endless abyss of darkness.
The gate of the manor doesn't look far away.
Even now he has arrived outside the castle, and there is no defense here. Maybe if he works harder, he can jump directly out of the entire Prague Manor.
But it would be nice if the task were really that simple.
The traveling poet does not regard his mission as escaping the manor as an ordinary escape.
There is a strange dark forest outside.
After they ran out of the forest—or even the moment they entered the forest—they broke into not just a manor, but a territory called "Legend of Prague."
"Do you want to get out of here?"
Suddenly, the girl walking in front stood up and turned to ask him this question.
The traveling poet returned his attention and fell on the girl in front of him. Her dark eyes were looking at him steadily, without any extra emotion, and seemed to be just asking ordinary questions.
He did not answer directly, but asked instead: "You have stayed in this castle for so long, have you ever thought about leaving here and going somewhere further?"
Hearing this, the girl was stunned.
She turned her head and looked into the distance, and then said: "Sister said it's dangerous outside..."
"Must you listen to her?" interrupted the traveling poet.
"Yes." The girl lowered her eyebrows: "In Prague Castle, sister is the supreme existence to us, and no one would want to disobey sister's wishes."
"Margaret Green?"
"Um."
"Qilisi...can I call you that?" The traveling poet seemed to have planned to continue speaking, but then he remembered something and turned to ask the girl in front of him in the second half.
"Of course." The girl smiled.
The expression on the traveling poet's face still fluctuated slightly, but his amber eyes looked at her seriously and said: "Then Qilis, why did you 'advise' me to leave here before? Because for you,
I am the 'guest' invited by your sister, right?"
On the city wall, a cold breeze passed between the two of them. The girl's black pupils dilated slightly, and then she immediately looked away.
——This man is really wise.
Xu Shuo took a few steps to the side, trying to hide the distance between him and the traveling poet, and then whispered: "You don't belong here, Alex, you shouldn't be trapped in Prague Castle."
"Why am I trapped here?" the traveling poet asked relentlessly.
"You have too many questions."
Xu Shuo turned around, lightly lifted the hem of his skirt and continued walking forward, his pace slightly quickening.
The traveling poet, who was stunned on the spot, lightly touched his eyebrows with his fingers. He wanted to calm down the abnormality that was throbbing in the back of his mind just now. However, when he looked up, he saw the girl turning around and leaving quickly, and he subconsciously hurriedly stepped up to follow her.
"Qilisi, I did not leave before dark as you said, and I also attended the banquet in the evening."
The traveling poet followed and said, "So do you think I still have a chance to leave?"
As soon as the words fell, the girl in front of her stopped in her hurry.
She stood on the steps of the flying buttress, turned around suddenly, looked down at the traveling poet down the aisle, frowned slightly, and looked hesitant.
"You really can't tell me, Qilis?" The traveling poet looked up at her.
Xu Shuo blinked, lowered his head and said nothing. He turned around and continued walking up, and as expected, he heard footsteps following him from behind.
A smile appeared on his lips, and the two of them passed the stairs on the outer wall and reached a higher place in the castle.
The wind here seems to be stronger. Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see the layers of shadows in the forest. Those trees look like monsters with teeth and claws.
The girl took a deep breath, then turned to him and said, "Alex, no guest can go back after attending the banquet."
The traveling poet was once again in an inexplicable trance. He came to his senses and asked: "Why, your steward said that he will send someone to the city tomorrow to ask the city lord to send a group of knights to pick us up and leave."
However, the girl looked at him doubtfully: "Knights? No, I have not seen the Knights in Prague Castle."
"Then your butler lied?"
"I don't know..." The girl smoothed her hair on her forehead, avoided his eyes and said, "Alex, please don't ask me these questions again."
"All right."
The traveling poet stood beside her and watched the dark scenery outside the castle with her for a while. Then he suddenly turned around and pointed at the tall tower not far away and said, "Can I ask where that place is?"
From this location, you can clearly see the corridors and colorful windows around the tower.
Under the night, the tower was very brightly decorated, with red rose vines wrapped around the outside of the walls and pillars, almost covering the tower.
"That's where my sister lives."
Xu Shuo's eyes flashed slightly and he explained: "My sister often stays there alone. She doesn't like others to disturb her, so we rarely go there."
The traveling poet mused: "Have you ever been in there?"
"No, sister never lets us get close." When he said this, he lowered his head to avoid looking at her.
"Then it is true that Margaret Green is not in the castle now?" the traveling poet asked again.
"I have never known my sister's whereabouts. Since she said she was not here, she must be not here. After all, she is the only one who can leave the entire Prague Castle."
This seems to be a bit of a logical problem.
The traveling poet thought about it carefully. In fact, the butler said that the master invited them to spend the night in the castle, but in the end he said that the master was not in the manor at all. The logic was quite strange.
However, don’t delve too deeply into this weird logic, as it can easily lead to confusion.
The traveling poet stared at the girl in front of him and asked seriously again: "Since she is not here, have you ever thought about leaving this castle and going outside?"
The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly and she looked up at him in a panic.
