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As evening gradually fell, the banquet also came to an end. Many nobles climbed into their luxurious carriages and slowly departed the castle.
Merlin and Avril also stepped forward to bid Count Sailin farewell. Though Merlin had not drunk much, his head still felt muddled, and he wanted to return early to rest.
However, just as they walked out of the castle gates, they ran into Baron Warren and Princess Shirley again. Shirley looked terrible and deeply dejected, her gaze darting from side to side as she never dared look at Merlin.
Baron Warren, on the other hand, wore a broad smile and exchanged a few cordial words with Merlin before climbing into his carriage and hurrying away.
Once they were in the carriage, Avril suddenly said softly, "Merlin, Princess Shirley doesn't seem to like Baron Warren very much. If she is in some kind of trouble, could you help her?"
Merlin was not surprised. Avril was an exceedingly simple-hearted girl. Even after experiencing the crisis in Blackwater City and making the long journey to Pujias City, her thoughts remained just as simple.
Perhaps seeing Princess Shirley's gloomy expression had reminded her that they were both from the Bright Kingdom, stirring a trace of pity in her heart.
Merlin gently took Avril's hand. After this banquet, Avril no longer resisted some of Merlin's intimate gestures; instead, she rather enjoyed this faint sense of warmth.
"She chose this road herself. No one can help her."
Merlin was not someone whose compassion overflowed without restraint. In this foreign land, the Wilson Family still needed to lie low and recuperate—why would he create needless complications?
Avril had only felt a