Leo opened his eyes leisurely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sun is shining, the air is fresh, I am lying on the soft big bed, my body is covered with a comfortable duvet, and in front of me is a row of exquisite and luxurious furniture, everything is so beautiful.

"Well, if only Bella hadn't left yesterday." Leo shook his head a little unpleasantly, and then got up and stretched a few times.

"Your Excellency, are you awake?" Morata's figure appeared in the room, with a courteous smile on his face: "I'll serve the lord, get up and change your clothes." ”

"Bang!" A bowl-sized fist knocked Morata into the air, and then the third adjudicator appeared in Leo's sight, and the smile on the big man's face at the moment was even more courteous than Morata's: "My lord, I'll serve you to get up and change your clothes." ”

Leo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

In the time that followed, Morata and the Third Adjudicator competed with each other, giving Leo his first glimpse of what a truly dead-hearted loyal slave looks like.

Although Leo is a little unaccustomed to this feeling, it must be admitted that it is very cool.

Of course, due to his stronger strength, the third adjudicator won the "honor" of dressing, washing, and eating Leo most of the time, while Morata, who was not as skilled as a man, could only stand on the sidelines and fight.

This story teaches us that even if you want to be a loyal servant, it is good to have a bigger fist than others.

During this series of processes, Leo has been craned his neck to look at the gate of the courtyard from time to time, hoping for the shadow in his heart to appear.

However, until breakfast time, Princess Bella did not come to the courtyard.

This made Leo's breakfast quite uninteresting, obviously a good ham sausage, but chewed in the mouth like air-dried and undercooked old bacon.

The couples in love who have just confirmed their relationship are the best annotation of the phrase "not seen for a day, such as every other autumn".

If you don't have this feeling of being glued together all the time, then there are only two possibilities - he doesn't love her enough, or she doesn't love him enough.

After breakfast, Leo soon welcomed a visiting guest.

A middle-aged man with a dignified bearing, although he was only in his forties, he was already among the most important ministers such as the Minister of Justice of the Empire.

"Lord Habs? You may be seated, please be seated. "Leo's attitude was quite welcoming.

But this is also normal, this Marquis of Habs is the father of Leo's ally Viscount Juan, and at the same time Leo's boss, the uncle of Cheetos, the lord of the Inquisition, and then an old friend of Dandrien.

The Marquis of Habs smiled slightly, reached out and patted Leo on the shoulder: "It looks like your injuries are recovering well." ”

Leo smiled bitterly, "It would be better if I could throw away this crutch." ”

Due to the injuries in his body, Leo has no problem standing or sitting, but he has to rely on crutches or other people's support to walk.

"By the way, Lord Habs, you're supposed to be looking for Lord Dandrion, right? Morata, go and see if Master Dandrion is awake. ”

"Don't be in a hurry, let him sleep if he sleeps." The Marquis of Habs sat down in front of Leo and smiled at Leo: "Of course, I came this time with the intention of visiting Lord Dandrion, but the most important thing is to find you. ”

"Looking for me?" Leo was slightly stunned in his heart, but he still held his back and asked, "Is there something about the Marquis coming to me?" ”

"Of course there is." Marquis Habs said: "I came to you this time, mainly in the hope that you can help me in the struggle for the throne, and at the same time help yourself." ”

This sentence made Leo raise his eyebrows: "Help myself? ”

"That's right." The Marquis of Habs smiled: "I heard that you have quietly chased Her Royal Highness Princess Bella into your hands, you must know that this Royal Highness Princess has been stalked by two princes for a long time and has not let go, the young man's methods are not simple." ”

Leo smiled and puffed up his chest very proudly: "If you want to attract beautiful women, you have to have one or two shining points, right?" Wait, Lord Habs, what you're saying has to do with me, actually—it's about Bela, right? ”

"You're smart, Leo." The Marquis of Habs gave Leo a deep look and said, "As far as I know, according to the intention of the former emperor, he originally hoped that after determining his next heir, the future emperor would marry Princess Bela. ”

This emperor is naturally referring to His Majesty Charles XVI, who died just yesterday.

"What?" Leo's face couldn't help but change.

"It's easy to reason, isn't it?" The Marquis Habs continued: "As long as Princess Bella is married, then our Spanny Empire will have the right to claim territory over the entire Kingdom of France. ”

"The next thing to do is to send troops to defeat the traitors Louis and Jimny Barbarians who are currently at war in the Kingdom of France, and then we can rightfully annex the entire Kingdom of France into the Empire with this marriage."

"You must know that although France is only a kingdom, its territory is almost the same as the territory of our Spanny Empire, excluding overseas colonies, and this method of directly doubling the territory of the empire and only needing to marry one person and fight one war is very cost-effective for any emperor."

As the Marquis of Habs spoke, Leo's face gradually sank, and finally he couldn't help but slap the table fiercely: "Bastard, Bella is mine, no one wants to snatch her from me, not even the emperor!" ”

There was a glint of appreciation in the eyes of the Marquis of Habs: "I knew you would say this, this is the purpose of my coming to you today, as long as you can cooperate with me, then I can assure you that the next Emperor His Majesty will never marry Princess Bela." ”

Leo nodded viciously: "Okay, that's it!" ”

But immediately Leo was puzzled again, if what the Marquis of Habs said was true, then no matter which prince came to power, he would definitely choose to marry Princess Beola, not because of Bela's beauty, but because of what the Marquis of Habs had just said to Leo.

Under such circumstances, how could this Marquis be so confident in making such a package ticket to Leo? You know, he's not an emperor.

The Marquis of Habs has been immersed in officialdom for decades, and he has long observed the every move of others, Leo's expression has only changed slightly, and the Marquis is keenly aware of Leo's thoughts, and he was about to explain, but was suddenly interrupted by Morata.

Panicking, Morata rushed into the living room and shouted at Leo, "My lord, Lord Dandrien, he's--gone!" ”

"What?" Leo and the Marquis of Habs were shocked at the same time.

Morata wiped the cold sweat from his face and said, "I was ordered to go to Lord Dandrien's room, I wanted to see if he had gotten up, but the room was empty, and I only found this on the bed. ”

Morata handed Leo a note he was holding.

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