"Her Royal Highness!?" Constance, Dante, and Yulia looked at the contents of Pliskas's letter with a look of incredulity. "Without this letter, we would be done at this point. With these collections of mine, they can sentence us to death without trial. ”

"What now, even if so, at least you've been targeted by the Inquisition." Yulia read what Pliskaska said in the letter, and although she wanted to help Plushenko get out of danger, it was like a fantasy in this situation. Once the group of black angels locked on to their target, it would be difficult for them to give up.

Cons Dante, on the other hand, looked at the mechanical pocket watch and was fascinated. "Have you ever heard of a golden cicada shedding its shell?" Constance Dante suddenly broke the deadlock, looked at Yulia and Plushenko and asked.

"That national proverb of the Far East? I heard that they used the metaphor of the cicada's feathering and shelling to create a false escape so that the enemy could not detect it in time. Plushenko, who had gone to the East for business, knew the phrase, "Is there anything you can do?" ”

"Yes, the so-called golden cicada shelling is to deceive the other party with an illusion, and Professor Preskas asked this royal highness to come here not only to deliver news and delay time, she is also the key to our escape from here this time." Constance Dante spoke out his plan.

"Although the Holy See is arrogant, it is still a traditional Orthodox diocese, and it can be seen that the Holy See does not dare to directly intervene in religious affairs here. And if their actions completely expose or hurt the crown prince of this country, it will undoubtedly push the New Bullard Kingdom to its opposite. Therefore, the Inquisition did not act at least at this time, so that in a way, this royal highness was the perfect shield. But the difficulty is that this shield cannot be used directly by us, and holding the princess hostage is tantamount to playing with fire**, so we want her to help us unintentionally and help us deceive the eyes of the Holy See. At this time, this once hesitant young man seemed to have returned to the state of the battlefield back then, pointing out the country.

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Ann Lost, who had been waiting for a long time, was still waiting with Sophia in front of the small shop where she couldn't stay. Finally Plushenko walked out, and behind him was a young man.

"Brother!" Like an agile kitten, Sophia suddenly threw herself into the young man's arms.

"Brother..." Ann Roster couldn't help but be stunned.

"Why did you come out alone, shouldn't you stay in school at this time?" Constance Dante touched the top of his sister's head and re-hung the repaired pocket watch around Sophia's neck.

"Ann Lost, a friend." Sophia whispered like a child who had done something wrong.

Ann Lotte reacted at this time, and it was true that Professor Preskars had mentioned that Sophia had an older brother, and she didn't expect to meet in this place. And Constance Dante was also a little surprised, Sophia just said "friend", and looked at Ann Lost's eyes a little relaxed. Although the crown prince has always had a good reputation and is a typical pro-people, the nobles' trick of dealing with commoners is very clear to Cons Dante, who never really trusts the so-called aristocratic pro-people, who are often more hypocritical in comparison.

"Hello, I'm Sophia's classmate." After hesitating for a moment, Ann Roste walked forward and introduced herself to the strange man in front of her. But she still decided not to say her name, after all, she also concealed her whereabouts this time and came here, I am afraid that the royal attendants on campus are looking for her everywhere.

"Hello, I'm Sophia's brother Constance Dante. Thank you for taking care of my sister. Constance Dante nodded in acknowledgment, although Her Royal Highness had also come to Findel that day, but the two had never met.

Ann Roester shyly replied to Constance Dante's acknowledgement, "It's all as it should be, I'm Sophia's classmate, and I want to be good friends with her." "Uh-" Ann Roste subconsciously hesitated, as Her Royal Highness, it was the first time she had received such an invitation, but obviously the other party did not know her identity.

"I'm sorry, maybe I was too presumptuous to ask. After all, I'm just a second-class citizen! Constance Dante said with a wry smile.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that." Ann Roste hurriedly argued, obviously this girl is still too simple.

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"Team leader, there's movement at the back door." A plainclothes executive walked up to the door of the machine shop and reported the information from the executive who was ambushed at the back door, and the two sides monitored Plushenko's every move with microfilm contact. "It's just..."

"What's wrong?" The executive officer in charge of the operation asked with a frown. "His Royal Highness Ann Roast is also with them, and the deputy leader asks if you want to do it?" The plainclothes executive asked.

"Damn it." Even the executive officer, the head of the first special service group, was not a little impatient, this smuggler named Plushenko said that he would catch anything, but now he was a rat trap.

"Tell the deputy team leader to lead people to follow for the time being, and don't act until the last resort, and the rest of the people continue to be on standby. But if that Ross tries to escape, don't count the consequences. Finally, the executive officer in charge of the operation gave a ruthless order.

Heavy steam locomotives are parked on the side of the road, and although there is an internal combustion engine, this technology is still used in the military, and its miniaturization is a military secret, so people still use steam-powered steamers on the vehicles, although the speed is slow but the carrying capacity is strong enough.

Consit, Dante and Plushenko loaded and unloaded the huge black iron box with instruments in the car, while Yulia and Sophia and Anlotte got into the car.

"What are these? So heavy! Ann Roster asked, looking curiously out of the car.

"It's the instruments and equipment that Mr. bought it." Yulia replied.

"Sir? You are also an assistant to Professor Preskas? Ann Lotte asked in surprise, Constance Dante was young enough, and the girl in front of her, who looked a little young, was an assistant to a professor of the Academy.

"Yes, although my study is not in line with my husband's research, there are some places where my husband also needs my help." Yulia patted her chest and said proudly.

"At this time, I still have the heart to brag about this!" Constance Dante shook his head, even he couldn't figure out what a medical had to do with mechanics.

"You'd better talk less, those guys might still be staring at us at this time!" Plushenko said as he looked around wryly.

"I think you're more likely to be suspicious of you." Constance Dante pushed the box inside, bothering to bother with the Ross man again.