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The dark clouds in the sky also came to cooperate tacitly, blocking the light from shooting at the highest point, turning the originally bright and hot day into a gloomy gray sky.

Even though there is no scorching direct sunlight, the air is still dull, and a sense of heaviness that cannot be dispersed fills between heaven and earth, a bit like the depression before the coming storm, and like the heaviness of time and space solidification, which makes people breathless.

Isgerin went to the deck, holding on to the side of the ship and trying to let the sea breeze blow away some of the gloom that was haunting him, but it was useless, the weather was unpleasantly stuffy, and even though the sound of the waves sounded in his ears, there was still no cool sea breeze blowing.

Except for the hot sweat that slid silently across his forehead, and then slowly dripped down, wetting the deck like raindrops, but not alleviating even a trace of dullness on him.

After receiving the news of the fall of Red Maple Town, Susie immediately asked Isgerin to follow Add back to Ujung Pandang, and when the conditions had been basically negotiated with Add, it was obvious that the Sothians could not delay sending troops.

Without the miraculous persistence of Red Maple Town, it means that Rosendaal, the royal capital of the entire Flange, is already close at hand for Gary Perran, and he can be included in his bag with a light hand.

The lazy king Frank Bardot had already fled from Schönbrunn Palace with his ministers and queen and a cart of treasured wine, claiming that he wanted to go to Tenglang Castle to escape the heat and survive this difficult summer.

This really smacks of self-deception, and probably no one else can do such a thing except him, Isgerin thought.

He didn't look down on the king of France in his heart, whether it was the outside world's comments on him, or his own behavior in office, it made Isgerin sigh that the injustice of this world, such a fool could stay in the position of king of a country for so long.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is precisely because he is lazy and stupid that the queen and Prince Lefebble, and even the palace minister Forlie will tolerate him sitting on the throne all the time.

"Hmph-" A breeze suddenly blew in his face, making Isgerin feel a slight coolness, and he snorted coldly, amusing in his heart.

Now Fran's queen and palace minister have finally tasted the taste of moving their own stones, and after desperately suppressing Bedwell, Fran has actually relied on a secretary of Red Maple Town to hold on to the present, and there were rumors in the palace that the king was going to lead a large army to counterattack Perran.

But now, His Majesty the Emperor has fled with his tail between his legs, and not to mention how disappointed the people and nobles of Falan are in him, Frank Bardot has already become the laughing stock of the entire continent.

Now Prince Lefebble himself is still difficult to protect, according to the news obtained by Isgerin, Gwen Perrin and his younger brother Moses Perrin together killed the entire Northeast Territory on their backs, full of strange soldiers, and White Lake City was in turmoil.

Not to mention supporting his daughter and son-in-law, His Majesty the Prince stayed in White Lake City and even ordered his subordinates to bring people to gather in White Lake City to make a posture of protecting themselves to the death.

Thinking of this, Isgerin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Only Sir Bedwell is still the "cornerstone of the kingdom", after Frank Bardot fled to Fort Tenlang, the cornerstone did not make the same choice, and at his insistence, Frank had no intention of keeping him, but hastily accepted the position of a Rosendale garrison, and then abandoned him as an abandoned pawn in the royal capital.

He fled to Tenlang Castle with all his private soldiers and troops, and the great Rosendahl was left with only Bedwell Lake and his brother Shiskol Lake, as well as the rest of the nobles close to them, a story that has recently become a favorite among bards.

I don't know where they got these gossip messages, and it's hard to tell if it's true or not, but the fact is that Frank escaped and left the Lake family to hold on, and as for what the world thinks about it, Isgerin can guess without thinking.

"Even if they escape to Tenglang Castle, the Badot family will not be able to rule Fran for long. Isgerin muttered to herself.

Not to mention Falan's already serious internal worries, rebellions, party strife and even the infiltration of platinum and amber in the dark, thanks to being Susie's henchman, Isgerin has always been very clear about these things.

What's more, behind the rebellion of the Grand Duke of Perran, it is really difficult to say what role the Obotan Empire played, and the Church of Light has not made any sound until now, which makes people can't help but wonder what kind of attitude the Pope and his bishops have.

Moreover, there is also his own side, Platinum Amber nominally wants to help Frank's royal family, but that is just to further swallow the fat that Frank is hanging on his lips, the loan provided to the royal family before is just bait, and now is the time to really open his bloody mouth.

Worms had never been a place of knighthood, where mercenaries and pirates were rampant, merchants clanged their gold coins, and between every tooth of platinum and amber flowed the remains and blood of the slag that had been gnawed away for profit.

The longer he stayed in it, the more he understood that there was no righteous knight or god who saved the world, but only an endless and never-ending conflict of interests.

Miss Susie is just a pawn struggling to get out of control and live on her own, let alone herself.

"Whew-" Taking a deep breath, Isgerin put his depression behind him, and he secretly told himself that this struggle would soon be over.

Glancing back at a sloop on the other side, it was a new, fast and steady ship from the Soth Chamber of Commerce, where Eddie and Ketuma were aboard.

Isgerin felt that even if he could secretly laugh at the incompetence of the royal family of France, and despise the short-sightedness of the palace ministers Forlie and Evangeline Lefeble, he would never be able to see through this group of barbarians living in the middle of nowhere.

If it weren't for the solid deck under his feet, he would have even given birth to the illusion that all this was a dream, from the first time he set foot on this island and came into contact with the Soth tribe, until now, this group of people has been developing at a rapid pace in ways that he cannot comprehend.

"Mademoiselle—I hope you didn't choose the wrong person—but I hope they're worth working with. Isgerin prayed silently, because the way the opponent's strength grew like an inflated balloon, making it completely impossible for people to keep up with the speed, by now, Susie had to put everything on this huge force that she could no longer control.

While Isgerin secretly said that this was their chance to turn over, he was also secretly worried about this group of unclear guys.