C481 The Elegant Burial Flower Given to Her Hand(1)

Annie Castle, in the stable.

"I feel like I still need a few horses, or else there won't be anyone in the carriage. He pulled the carriage." Fann Helsing was wearing a cold coat.

He looked at the Vlarfus that were learning how to fold blankets from Katyusha on the haystack.

He looked around. His well-built horse was gone, and the shed seemed empty.

Fann Helsing was the only one present