Edwin Fellin was wearing a purple aristocratic shirt with a silver ring around his waist that had been given to him by the king during the civil war in Herien. The sesame oil applied to the finger-length beard reflected the light of the fire, and the short hair, which was originally as white as silk, was also dyed black.

He was leaning back on the sofa and staring at the starry sky with such a lazy look at the moment, like an unruly young nobleman making up his mind to do something, and thinking of an old monk making a final goodbye.

This is the real Edwin Film, who is always so elusive!

"It's that you don't want to remember. ”

Collier opened his eyes, turned his head sideways, glanced up and down at his allies next to him, and said in a tone that was not very impatient, "You have to learn to open your heart to the past. ”

"I don't like what I've experienced in the past, but I can never forget the people I've had in the past. The smile on Edwin's face looked sincere, but when he looked closely, it was full of sarcasm. After he said this, he withdrew his gaze looking at the starry sky, turned his head to look at the old mage, and asked, "Have you heard everything?"

"What's the matter?" the old mage deliberately looked surprised.

"You really don't know?"

"Is it Your Majesty's new order?" the old mage frowned, "Is there still new information from the Undead Legion?" he shrugged his shoulders and said with a very innocent expression on his face, "There is nothing to do in the academy today, Your Majesty is going to the laboratory to visit new products, and I haven't been out of this house since the afternoon." ”

Edwin didn't believe the old mage at all, he chuckled when he heard the other party's lame reason, and then leaned over his upper body and stretched his neck in the direction where the old mage was sitting, and looked at his ally seriously with a pair of vague eyes under his playful eyebrows, as if to see the other party through.

"It's Seke-Marat's business!" Edwin didn't expose the old mage's lies, he shrugged and treated the other party as if he really didn't know anything.

"Sir Marat?" Cowlier nodded quietly, "another of our allies... Is something wrong with him?" he looked at Edwin motionlessly as he spoke, his cloudy old eyes full of scrutiny and feigned doubt.

"You... I really don't know?" Edwin asked again, but then smiled self-deprecatingly.

As if fascinated by the show, Cowlier shrugged as he casually picked up the cigar on the coffee table in response to Edwin's question, indicating that there was no need for him to answer the stupid question again.

I have to say that Cowlier is indeed very talented in acting, and even people like Edwin can't help but wonder in their hearts 'does he really not know' when they look at his innocent expression from the inside out.

"The Prime Minister's government has made a special announcement... Seke-Marat fell to his death, you don't know?"

"Seke-Marat?" Cowlier said with a well-deserved shock on his face, "Can you be sure of the news?" he picked up the cigar in his hand and put it down... Then I picked it up again, and then lifted the shade of the candle lamp...

"Let's chirp"

The thick smoke obscured the old mage's expression at the moment, and Edwin felt the smell of smoke in his nose and couldn't help but take a cigar out of the humidor. As the intense irritation felt in his lungs, Edwin whispered, "Your Majesty has personally decreed that you are not allowed to talk about the 'Saike-Mara Fall Incident' in any public place!"

"Do you know what it means for Saike-Marat to die?" Cowlier waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of his eyes, then gently slid his fingers over the coffee table, "Do you know what what he is doing right now represents?"

"Of course it's clear... Isn't the National Analysis Office led by the old orc, who is already half in the ground, busy with this matter?" Edwin had a slight sarcasm on his face, "It's a great irony that the future of the kingdom is in the hands of an orc. ”

"Your Majesty trusts him, and he deserves His Majesty's trust, and you—" Cowlier shook his head, "Do you think you are worthy of Your Majesty's trust?"

"The kingdom's trade restructuring is done in my hands..."

"But you have left a bigger mess for Your Majesty, don't you know what the local government is like now?

"It's not a matter of trade reform!" Edwin interrupted the old mage, "It's the kingdom itself that has a problem with its system, and everyone has desires... And His Majesty expects everyone to give everything to the kingdom like he did, do you think this is possible?"

Collier took a deep breath, tilted his head sideways and looked Edwin up and down, and then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has never expected everyone to sacrifice everything for the kingdom, otherwise he would not have tolerated you until now, but you can't dig the foundation of the kingdom under Your Majesty's nose!"

"You think too highly of me, the foundation of the kingdom is now as solid as a rock, can a small person like me shake it?" Edwin shook his head self-deprecatingly, "I'm here to tell you that Sir Marat didn't fall from his horse and die, as announced by the Prime Minister's government, but was stabbed to death on the way to Harrence City, and his assassins were more than two squads of armed warriors, including paladins and mages!"

"Do you know what you mean by that?" Collier's face changed dramatically, and he subconsciously looked left and right, and then a soundproofing magic began to slowly spread.

"Where did you get the news?" Cowlier asked, already in his words, "Are you involved?"

"How do you..."

"You want to ask why I asked?" Collier didn't give Edwin a chance to speak, "remember the letter that Sir Marat wrote to us half a month ago?

The old mage shook his head, "You're coming to me now, what do you want me to do for you?"

Cowlier didn't give Edwin a chance to explain, and immediately after seizing the initiative to speak, he asked Edwin what he was going to do now.

"You know, sometimes... There are places where you can never get out of it with one foot unless you become a corpse. Under the stern gaze of the old mage Edwin and the almost unsparing questioning, he gave up the words he had prepared at first.

"So you betrayed Sir Marat?" said Collier with coldness, but more of an indescribable helplessness, "Your pestilence-stinking soul has tainted Sir Marat's expectations of you, don't you know that in Sir Marat's eyes, you are the best person to assist Your Majesty in bringing the kingdom to glory." ”

"I didn't betray Sir Marat, you have no idea what I've done in the last half month, I've been running for him every day, every day!" Edwin stood up and threw the cigar in his hand to the ground, then raised his foot and stepped on it hard. His low-voiced growl was as ugly as the anger of a gambler who had lost everything.

"You have shown the letter that Sir Marat wrote to us?" said Collier, clenching the cigar in his mouth, his dry fingers clenched together. As an ally of Saike-Marat, the old mage actually admired the old nobleman of Balan, his old and frail body had more active power than a young man, and his mind was always full of fantasies and attachments that he should not have at his age.

"How do you think I've got all this now?" Edwin sighed, "I don't have the luck of you to rely on Your Majesty... I've given everything and I can't lose!"

"Do you think I rely on Your Majesty?" Collier had a crying and laughing expression on his face, "Are you really naïve to think that I just rely on Your Majesty, and I rely on making Your Majesty happy every day to get everything I have now?"

Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Edwin dodged the old mage's questioning, silently returned to his seat, and took a cigar from the humidor and lit it again.

Collier watched Edwin's movements quietly, and when the other party spat out a large puff of cigarette, he said: "I warned you a long time ago, don't show off your businessman's cleverness, your cleverness is nothing in front of His Majesty's royal power, you just don't listen!"

"Bang bang" The thick wooden board of the coffee table was slammed by Collier with his dry fist, "You are a man of wisdom, but you will always only show off your cleverness!" His eyebrows were tightly piled together, and he sucked the cigar in his mouth, "Originally, the position of Prime Minister belonged to you, and Your Majesty has hinted at you on various occasions! But do you know why Your Majesty wants to hint at you? He wants you to take the initiative to withdraw, but you are indifferent!"

"I—" Edwin tried to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it.

"Isn't Daisily Pombo the best example?Where is he now?Twakling!Everyone knows that he has been banished by His Majesty!" Collier's palm continued to slap on the coffee table between the two sofas, and he was so frightened that he "snapped", "There are too many capable people in the kingdom to count, why did Your Majesty only use the Morinda Morinda? An old orc in his last years!"

Cowlier asked himself, "Because he is only loyal to His Majesty, and because he is easy to control, and because he has passed His Majesty's test!" he pointed to Edwin's nose, "And you, Your Majesty has given you countless opportunities, but you have not cherished them... Don't tell me you can't choose... At that time, as long as you made a choice, who would dare to embarrass you under His Majesty's nose?"

"I admit that I was too greedy before. Edwin could only smoke his cigar silently in the face of Cowlier's questioning, "But what you want me to give up is the net worth that I have fought for most of my life, do you know the price I have paid for it in the past twenty years?

Cowlier looked at Edwin coldly, he didn't know if the other party really thought of the sad place, or if he was acting to show him, after Edwin calmed down, he said: "Didn't you work hard for twenty years just to climb to a higher position, but you chose to give up at the last moment!"

Edwin shook his head, "What's the use of talking about this now? You're not me, you don't understand at all, I'm greedy in your eyes, but... You don't understand anything at all!"

"Yes, I don't understand anything, I don't understand anything to survive until now?" the old mage suddenly became more agitated than Edwin.

Edwin didn't expect his words to make the other party so excited, which made him not know how to answer for a while.

After the old mage had finished venting his words, he leaned back on the sofa and gasped.

The two fell silent unconsciously.

Today's conversation turned out like this, which was unexpected by the two. Edwin hadn't yelled like he had just yelled in a long time, and Cowlier didn't expect that he would be as uncontrollable as a young man.

"Tell me, what do you want to do this time?"

Relieved, Collier grabbed the teacup on the coffee table, drank the tea in one gulp, and asked directly. He suddenly felt that discussing this with the other party was a waste of time.

"You've got to help me this time!"

"You're really involved," Cowlier bounced out of his seat.

"No, I didn't!" Edwin stood up as well, "but... There are some things I can't say, and you know it's no good afterward, but you have to help me get through this time, and if it's safe this time, I can give up everything I have now. ”

"How do you want me to help you?"

"After Saike-Marat is assassinated, His Majesty will definitely make a big move, but with His Majesty's character, he will definitely arrange it secretly..."

"Do you want me to help you get track of the progress of His Majesty's investigation into this case?" Cowlier immediately guessed the other party's intentions.

"It's not that hard for you, is it?"

"It's not difficult, but as long as I ask about the situation of this case, Your Majesty will immediately suspect me!" Collier couldn't help but shake his head again and again, "You want to find death yourself, don't pull me!"

"I don't need you to take the initiative to inquire, I just want you to tell me what the daily meeting of the King's Office is talking about. Edwin hurriedly said, "Just like before." ”

"Can it still be like this?" said Cowlier, speaking a little coldly.

"It can't be the same," Edwin muttered to himself.

"We can't meet like this directly in the future, I'll find a way to send you what you want!" Cowlier didn't look at Edwin's expression when he heard this, he continued, "Don't rush me when I didn't send it to you. ”

"I understand!" Edwin took a deep breath and bowed to Collier, saluting as they had first met.

...

On the morning of the second day of the 'Saike-Marat Fall Incident', after the ministers waited in the King's office for half an hour, Secretary General Otwood brought the King's order: Today's regular meeting is cancelled!

This was the first time since Pedi was crowned king that he chose not to cancel a regular meeting when he was in the castle.

It was only then that the ministers really reacted to the importance that their Majesty the King took to the assassination of Seke-Marat yesterday.