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"Mr. Tirrant, I have to say that the matter of letting go of the Plaza Academy students is really disappointing, even stupid!"

Tirrant looked at the vanishing procession in the distance, the detained ministers and academy executives.

Beside him, a man hidden in the black robe suddenly said in his low and hoarse voice.

"They are innocent."

Tirrant didn't care about the other party's sarcasm and said calmly.

"Innocent? Mr. Tirrant, you're not kidding, are you? The black-robed man laughed. Don't you understand that the value of these academy students is even more important than those people? ”

Those people, the nobles and the ministers.

Of course, Tirrant knew what the black-robed man meant, the backgrounds of these academy students were different, but what mattered was the intricate power behind them, they were the best hostages.

Suppose they negotiate with the king with the life of a noble minister and fail.

But if you add the lives of those academy students, the results are unpredictable.

For the king did not have the courage to offend the underlying power behind it, the power that was the cornerstone of the entire kingdom.

The king who valued the power of a qiē did not dare.

If the noble minister dies, there will be other people with ambitions to ascend to the throne, but the academy lives and dies, so who will make up for the losses behind the victims?

"We are here to save this kingdom, not to destroy it with our own hands!"

Tirrant walked to the altar, looked at the already empty square, and said, "If we fail, there will still be them in the future, and when the kingdom falls, I believe that the academy students here will become the last barrier of this country, and I cannot destroy this barrier, besides, I dare not offend the king?" Are you satisfied with this explanation? ”

The black-robed man who followed him let out a faint sneer and said, "You are not a qualified leader. ”

"I never thought I was a good leader, I was just a normal guy who loved this country." Tilland Road.

"Mr. Tirrant, here I would like to remind you that if the negotiations break down, we will withdraw completely." The black-robed man said coldly.

"Understood."

As the sun begins to heat up as it approaches noon, people's moods seem to change in a different way.

After the black-robed man retreated, Tirrant was still standing on the altar, waiting for someone.

A sound of footsteps was heard, approaching.

"Tirrant, things have been arranged." Angelo stepped forward to break the silence.

"Tell me about the situation." Tirlan asked, turning around.

"After the evacuation of the students of the Plaza Academy, the remaining members have joined the team that detained the noble minister, and will soon arrive at the complex building, and the injured members in front of them have already completed the resettlement of some of the evacuated members, but-"

"But what?"

An Qiluo took a deep breath and said, "A member of the club has died. ”

"What?" Tirrant said with a solemn expression, "How many members have died?" ”

"Six." Angelo said bitterly, "More importantly, many members applied to withdraw from the association at the time of resettlement, and now the morale of our remaining members has been affected, and I am afraid that it will become very bad if we continue like this." ”

Tirrant shook his head and laughed at himself, "A simple shock would have been enough, and if His Majesty the King sent an army to suppress it, perhaps we would have collapsed without a fight." ”

"Tirrant, after all, we are not an army, and the most important thing now is to appease the members." Angelo reminded.

"Misestimating our strength." Tirrant let out a long sigh and said, "When fear takes over the heart, the will of the mind breaks down. ”

When he received the news of the rout of all the members who were blocking the front, he knew that the gap of defeat had been opened.

Armed with ideas, fear has overwhelmed.

But until the last minute, he won't give up.

……

On the way to the escort, the ornamental sword around Xia Lan's waist had been confiscated, not only by him, but by all those who were armed.

The process of confiscation did not go smoothly, and some people chose to refuse, as if they had lost their weapons and they had lost their safety.

Even if the weapon is just a useless decoration.

At that time, the Lord Bowen stood up again, and he knew that useless resistance could not be exchanged for real safety.

"Looks like something has happened to these people."

Walking on the road, Xi'er beside Xia Lan still maintained a good attitude, sometimes looking at the surrounding scenery, and sometimes looking at the Blood Banner members escorted by him.

Xia Lan was silent, he was sorting out all the clues of the matter.

On the one hand, they are radical academics who are trying to change the politics of the kingdom, and on the other hand, they are black hands who hide behind the scenes.

The former has a clear purpose and is simple.

The purpose of the latter is vague and chaotic.

What did he want to know, in the royal capital, he was just a small person.

There are many people who are stronger than him, and there are many people who are smarter than him, if he wants to make any waves in the royal capital, he can only silently stir up the troubled waters and fish in them.

But the development of things was completely unexpected, and the muddy waters of the royal capital seemed to need his stirring at all, because someone had already stirred up a qiē for him.

The plan can't keep up with the changes, and he needs to thoroughly understand the current situation in the royal capital at this time.

Perhaps, he needs to look for Old Shak again.

"I didn't expect them to have their senses." Seeing the silence of the other party, Ciel smiled as if talking to himself.

"Indeed, otherwise they wouldn't have let those students go." Xia Lanhui said normally.

"It's a pity." Cill sighed.

"What a pity?"

"Do the right thing at the wrong time, and the right thing will become the wrong thing."

The sun shines through the green leaves, and the breeze blows gently, as if embellishing the last hours of late spring, and the early summer is about to follow, like a tide drowning over.

Complex Building.

The solid white granite that makes up this three-storey building is a palette of time-shattered hues, and the weeds under the walls have taken root and struggled for countless years.

Lush, withered.

It's like a reincarnation.

Perhaps for safety reasons, the ministers were quarantined into separate rooms, each with several academy students under surveillance, and they could not escape because there were more of their people in the corridors outside.

There were five other people in the room where Charan was imprisoned, and there was no Ciel among those five people, who was different from his cell.

The room was large, as a "prison cell".

The room was very clean, the tables, chairs and books were neatly arranged, Xia Lan's eyes looked around casually, and he casually flipped through the books on the tables and chairs in his eyes to avoid surveillance, and he understood the original purpose of the room here.

"Behind the Etiquette of Communication", "Family Crest", "Adria Chronicle"

……

With a wide semi-circular podium, fan-shaped tables and chairs, and at the end of the room is a row of tall bookshelves densely packed with books, and on the surface, this is a good-looking classroom.

He and the others were ordered to stay under the last bookshelf in the room, and in desperation, someone turned his attention to the books on the shelves, and in the process of extracting and browsing through them, the academy students who were watching in the room did not stop the behavior.

It's already a kind of cooperation for the other party to be quiet and obedient, so there's no reason for them to stop it.

Some people started to browse, and the rest of the people also looked for their favorite books one after another, and instead of being angry, it was better to improve their mood and wait for help, they believed that His Majesty the King would not let them down.

Most of the books on the bookshelf are related to the politics of the kingdom, which is very interesting to the nobles, but it is not interesting to Xia Lan, because he is not a noble, and he is not in the mood to browse these books.

But he had a book in his hand, and he just made himself look unspecial, while his eyes sometimes glanced at the person watching.

He's waited enough, he's looking for a moment.

He might be able to force himself out by force, but he didn't want to, because he didn't want to alarm those high-ranking swordsmen of mysterious origin.

He didn't know how many of those high-ranking swordsmen there were, but the number was definitely not something he could handle, and once it was revealed, it would be difficult for him to hide his identity.

"Your face is a little rusty, may I ask whose child are you?"

Suddenly, a noble beside him leaned his head sideways and leaned towards Xia Lan and asked softly.

"It's just a little nobleman from outside, maybe it's not worth your attention." Xia Lan politely replied that he would use different faces in the face of different people.

"From the viewing platform here, you are one of the most calm people, can't this be a matter of concern?" The noble said with a smile.

"Not yet introduced, Teyig Husof Amanta, you can call me Lord Amanta."

"Norvid Sylandorf Yare."

For this person, Xia Lan did not reveal his real name, unlike Syl, the former is insignificant, and the latter is not small and alarming.

And his name is the title of a nobleman in a remote province where he had traveled.

"Norvid? Sealandorf? The nobles of the province of Doran? Amanta asked after a moment's thought.

"You know?"

Xia Lan said with surprise, he didn't expect that a name in the random report would be easy to know, and he faintly doubted in his heart whether the other party knew that his identity was a fake.

"You know, I know all the titles of nobility in the kingdom." Amanta couldn't help but smug when she saw the other party's expression.

He quickly looked the man up and down, he was over mid-middle, but he was well maintained, there was no gray hair in his thick brown hair, but the wrinkles on his cheeks that occasionally smiled betrayed his real age.

"Is there anything wrong?" Xia Lan asked cautiously, and from what he said, it was clear that he had not recognized his identity.

"Can you tell me why you can keep your composure from beginning to end? I'm curious about that. Amanta asked softly.

"Maybe that's just the superficial stubbornness, but in fact, I'm already afraid and uncomfortable inside." Charland Road.

"I guess not." Amanta suddenly looked at him with a strange smile and said, "From the moment you were 100~10,000 \ small!" I said that in my unintentional eyes, I found that you want to escape-"

"No, I didn't think about it, it was just a vigilance." Xia Lan flatly denied it.

"You don't need to worry about being nervous, because we're on the same line, and maybe I can help you." Amanta laughed.

Xia Lan was silent, her eyes calmly looking at him.

His words filled him with suspicion, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.

The people who could keep an eye on him were enough to make him wary.

"You don't need to look at me like that, I just want to ask you to take me with you when you escape."

As if reading through the young man's mind, Amanta shook her head and sighed.

"Trust me, I have a way to help you."

"Why?" Xia Lan finally spoke.

"Why?"

Amanta looked around and whispered in his ear, "Young man, I know that if I don't run away, I'm afraid my life will come to an end today." ”

Facing his puzzled gaze, Amanta reluctantly explained, "His Majesty the King will not accept their negotiations. ”

If it is not accepted, it means that the king is very likely to send troops to suppress it.

Then the hostages of the nobles are likely to be warned of killing, as can be seen from the thrust of the Blood Banner Society, they are hostile to the greedy nobles of the kingdom, and it is they who have brought the kingdom into trouble.

After the defeat of the oppression, these noble hostages may become the burial companions of madness.