Prince Borenvia, the sudden visiting envoy of Spaía, gave Charles a box of silver coins as a greeting gift, but in exchange for a "really stingy" evaluation, the onlookers were surprised, amused, and at the same time very relieved.

Who was Prince Bolunvia? He was the nominal commander of the Speia military at this time, and the victory a few months earlier had made him famous, and it had also carved an indelible shame into the hearts of the Flensian soldiers.

However, a commander of an enemy country who was in the limelight at this time was made fun of by a "mentally handicapped earl" in his country, and this somewhat disrespectful behavior was extremely suitable and comfortable in the eyes of the Flensian soldiers.

However, in the face of a box of silver glittering gifts, Charles was embarrassed to say "Ye is not available", how can he have a symbolic reception, no way, who made him too short of money recently?

"Guests from afar, if you don't dislike losing your identity here, please come up and have a cup of tea!"

Charles bowed slightly, stretched out one arm and turned sideways, making a gesture of invitation that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Roy, move two chairs over and pour another cup of tea, don't slack off the guests!"

Charles straightened up, stretched out his hand to draw a circle at the bow of the ship, and whispered that he was ready to entertain guests here in the open air, after all, this was a foreign-related incident, and he had enough trouble now, so it was better not to go to the cabin to meet guests and provoke people's reverie.

Prince Bolunvia dismounted from his white horse with a smile, and with Admiral Cardo and Kelvin Leslie on either side, he gave in to each other, and walked up to the bow deck of the Lothair.

Roy quickly moved out two chairs and a small coffee table, which made Bishop Kelvin Leslie and General Cardo, who had followed Prince Borenvia aboard, frown.

There are only two chairs, and Charles, as the master, naturally has to sit on one, and Prince Polunvea, who has the highest status, naturally has to sit on one chair.

In this case, Cardo and Kelvin Leslie have to care about their status and maintain a reserved dignity, and it is inconvenient to express any dissatisfaction and let outsiders see the joke, but the head of the knights of Russell Cathedral, Derem Lasia, who acts as a guard, does not care so much.

"Count Charles, is it true that the Chevalier family is in financial crisis, as the rumors say, and the poor can't even afford a few chairs?"

"Oh...... The Chevalier family did owe a little debt, but I would be able to pay it off as soon as I got a few bounties, and I would buy a few more chairs and invite a few more guests to my home. ”

Charles had a modest smile on his face, an indifferent tone and a calm and calm attitude, which surprised and relieved Olive, Roy and the others behind him.

"Olive may, can you entertain General Cardo and Bishop Kelvin for me? I remember there were a couple of good vintage wines on board. ”

Oliv, who is less than 1.5 meters tall, suddenly straightened up her small chest with a slight curvature, and made a reserved and elegant gesture of "please", "I'm Olive Chevalier, it's a pleasure to meet your distinguished guests, I wonder if I have the honor to invite the two Your Excellencies to taste the wine of the Chevalier family?"

"Naturally, it was an honour to have a drink with Miss Olive the Diamond, and I think the scenery is nice over there, and we can enjoy the wine together and talk about something pleasant. ”

Although General Cardo was an old-fashioned soldier, he also became gentle in front of the beautiful Olive and left this awkward area with a smile, and walked to the side of the ship more than ten meters away, not only keeping a distance from Charles and Bolunvia, but also keeping a proper surveillance.

Olive was overjoyed to see General Cardo and Bishop Kelvin Leslie walking over there, and she felt that she could take on the role of second head of the Chevalier family.

"Olive is not allowed to drink, just drink water!"

“.......”

The little girl, who was less than 1.5 meters, clenched her little fists and gritted her teeth and said, "I want to drink juice!"

After General Cardo and Bishop Kelvin Leslie had moved away, Charles and Prince Polonvia sat down in their chairs, and the handsome Prince raised his teacup and took a sip of tea, and then burst into laughter.

"Just a few days ago, I wouldn't have believed that I would be meeting you this way. ”

Charles replied lightly, "Yes, who would believe that you would come to Ferent in person? There are not ten thousand but eight thousand people here who want you to die, what is it that makes you take such a big risk?"

"No, I'm related to Rousseff, and he sent me a letter a few days ago to show his sincerity in the peace talks! Your king doesn't want to waste his energy on me, the cultists in the north and the Rus' on the eastern front are the objects of his heroism!"

"But today I have mainly come to see you, the Count, and I have not known until now that the rumors about you are so ...... Amusing. ”

"Yes? A lot of things are ridiculous, such as those soldiers who sacrificed for the country, but they are actually just pawns in the struggle for power between you cousins, and for example, ...... I'm drinking tea and chatting with the enemy who killed my father now, instead of drawing my sword and dueling, ....... Isn't it ridiculous?"

There was a common relationship between the royal families on the continent, and the king of Engru once claimed to be the most legitimate heir to the throne of Florens, and the king of Spaya was cousins of the current king of Florens.

"Huh?"

Bolunvia's eyebrows were raised, and he did not show angry emotions, but changed the subject with some playfulness: "Count Charles, do you really think that the Marquis of Lorraine died at my hands?"

Charles leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on his abdomen and smiled faintly, "Hehehe, at least on the surface!"

Prince Polenvia put down the teacup, crossed his fingers with his palms, leaned forward and rested his elbows on the coffee table, and looked at Charles up close, his dark blue eyes surging with indescribable meaning.

General Cardo, who was more than ten meters away, had already raised his footsteps, and Kelvin Leslie also turned his head and looked at him vigilantly.

"The truth of the truth will be hidden in the fog, but I'm not here to talk to you about a topic today, I'm here for another matter. ”

"Oh, let's hear it!"

"I received the news last night that the three largest newspapers in Nasser had published several notices at the same time the morning before yesterday, all of which were about canceling a bounty ......"

Charles was slightly stunned, and his heart sank, "Cancel a bounty?"

"Yes, it seems that the name of the genius of the Count of Bayonne should be restored. ”

Charles quickly calculated the time in his heart, and asked with some suspicion: "The newspaper in Nasser City the morning before yesterday, you got the news last night?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Polenvia's face, "I have a special information channel, do you want to know?"

"I don't want to!"

Charles neatly rejected Bolunvia, the best way to prevent the routine is to work against the person who is in the set, you say that I am not in the west, you say that I am not in the west, you say that I am not engaged in (base), I guarantee that I can't get on the set.

The corners of Polenvia's mouth crooked, and then smiled more comfortably, "I want to redeem the head and relics of Horn Connell, is the Earl of Charles interested?"

"Aha...... The weather is so nice today!"

"How much is Your Highness willing to pay?"

"Five thousand louis!"

Charles's eyes immediately increased several times brighter, "Can it go up a little more?"

"Why don't you ask me why I'm paying so much for a dead man's head?"

"Isn't this clear? Now Lorraine is in chaos, you want me to take the money and make Lorraine even more chaotic, and the more chaotic Florence is, the safer you will be in Spia, right?"

“........”

"Have you been playing dumb all these years?"

The handsome and elegant Prince of Borenvia was stunned for a long time, and then couldn't help but burst into a foul language.

"Your Royal Highness, I won't admit it!"

“........”