(5.28 2nd Update)

The eliminated Starvo did not choose to leave the scene early, but threw himself into the enthusiastic observation group, the bohemian steppe tribe, freedom is the highest standard of worship.

"Young Master, can the cold floor tiles purify your manic soul? Can the princess's weaker body withstand gravity without collapsing? ”

Whispered condolences, but instigated the supporting arms to give up trembling resistance, teeth carved the marks of the lips, facing Xiao Yi's shy crimson side face.

"In this case, I was stunned and chose to turn a blind eye to the evasion, and the subconscious mind that was stimulated circulated the most suitable replacement option in the marquee, about renewing the deacon."

The entangled rickety waist easily lifted the thin me, and the late care always left an unhappy emotion, but I couldn't see the flaws in it and blame the negligent IQ.

"I'm just worried about the inheritance of the Bella family and choose to take risks to help the abuse, and to complete the transcendence of the old earl, is the rhythm you need to adjust."

Si Qi put me back where I was, and the explicit topic wanted to refute but it was difficult to speak, so I could only indulge his presumptuousness.

"Come on! Your Delicate Princess, the knight of House Bella is your faithful guardian. ”

Leaning over and swinging your right hand straight is the usual etiquette of a gentleman, and it is also a progressive transformation of shyness.

Clear eyes, hidden under the shadow of flowing short hair, penetrated with indescribable anticipation.

"Woo~~Wow~~"

Starvo directs the group to set the mood with singing, romantic melodies echoing repeatedly, and unrecognizable words only vaguely outlined.

"Whew. The dark opposite is pure and warm, and the originally mysterious count is even more difficult to figure out! ”

Amlangeen borrowed the gap to clear the stance. Talking to Winslow about my loneliness and loneliness, the shadows dangling in the teacup. Maybe it's a clear look.

"Eh, the title of the earl has filled my ears with immunity and rejection, and the mere highly recognized evaluation by the royal family has made me feel a little shocking and extravagant. But I have to admit that the first time I saw the earl, perhaps it was the gloomy candlelight that obscured the surrounding glory, and I even suspected that this was a vexatious conspiracy of the imperial capital. Underage children, with a profligate housekeeper. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a deception of an acrobatic troupe passing by. ”

Winslow twirled his fingers, honest and honest, no need to mix with false ingredients.

"Oh? Underestimating the leader's vision without authorization may be an aesthetic tormented in fatigue! However, suspecting that juvenile crime is a crime in the first place, and it is also a surprising foreshadowing! ”

The teasing after Armlongen's speculation made Winslow realize that the decisive battle had begun, and the smile he glanced at was also a calm and patient grinding. The collision of legend and reality. Earl is a convention used to derive.

"The roar, the plagiarism of questioning, the oppression of the environment, are about to suffocate the ignorant me to death. A self-proclaimed sleek prince. Behind the greetings, he tried to provoke lightly, but failed. I'm afraid it was the second of the demise that I realized the complicated situation even if I took it seriously. may be passive resistance to pressure, and the gap in strength is undoubted. ”

"Prince? Could it be"

Stunned suspicion. It's almost a locked crime, but it's looking forward to the change of being loved.

"Yes. Pagulatian, a criminal on the list of political executions, was uncovered by the Count before he could embark on a grand career, and death was the only responsibility that history promised him. ”

In addition to explaining, Winslow did not forget to look forward to the scenery that had passed with his eyes, and the communication with Siqi isolated from gas, the tacit understanding of not knowing each other can be imagined.

"Destroy the mystical power of the Pagulatian Foundation, yes, Earl!?"

Just like the symbol at the end of the text, the fusion of wonder and doubt creates a new image of Amlangorn.

"Maybe a little shy and embarrassed, but the truth of the burial can't deny the young master's master's masterpiece, the fragile armed forces are even more cowardly than the Black Clothes Society, at least kneeling and begging for mercy is still the bottom line that the Black Clothes Society firmly maintains. The Prince, on the other hand, looked much more embarrassed, and dust was the only shell of his funeral. ”

Si Qi's bland narration was understood by people with a frightening heart, and the restless old man, perhaps with sluggish nerves, was not allowed to cross the limits of the body.

"Don't be nervous, the old gentleman, the potential threat has been evacuated not long ago. As for the evidence of the rebellion of the prince of your country, although the young master was fortunate enough to witness it, he could not save it from going far away. Perhaps because you haven't returned home for a long time, you seem to have missed the court meeting of the Tiragan magnates, but Mr. Jacka's rich gesture confirms the threat speculation. ”

Winslow's vague ideas forced the haughty old man to lie on his desk, listening to Timber's abusive accusations against the loggers.

"Tiragan is the target of blackmail? It's like a fantasy of the Arabian Nights, and the slightest touch will shatter it! ”

Although the facts of the fiasco can shuttle back and forth in the expected volt line, the tangled minds still retain the hope of rekindling the fire, but they are all lingering in the indisputable facts. Remember the princess Serena mentioned by Jetca, who was the Earl's former partner? ”

The old man failed to feedback the recognition of the information in time, and his thinking was too chaotic, and without accurate grasp, it was difficult to escape the fate of lock control.

"Is it the participant who caused a sensation by running away from marriage? Between the states, it's a joke that is written and acted up and still goes wrong! But what does it have to do with the Earl? ”

The old man glanced at the young me, and the age difference in marriage made him give up some evil and dirty thoughts, smile with regret and contempt, and indulge in the lies he had fabricated.

It seemed that it was a well-spread scandal, but it was precisely because of her expulsion that she waited for the menacing Earl in the caravanserais, and rode the swing of the carriage. Perhaps the agreement stolen from the Prince's office has become a sharp knife hanging over the neck of your country, and if you do not meet the demand, you will be slaughtered. Of course, it is to borrow the strong military power of the Turanian country and trample on the weak defenses of your country. ”

The old man was completely silent, and no one could guess whether his restless heart was still struggling, and of course there was no need to dwell on the relationship and add to the sadness.

"So, the Count, as a witness, condones the misdeeds of his companions!"

The nerves of confusion have begun to loosen, and the blame for anger from the audience is an escape from their own incompetent failures. The old man compressed his body, suffocating the shaking grief.

"The blame of wrongdoing can only be passively accepted. Private documents were also hidden, and the core secrets were only deduced after the Prince's confession. Being betrayed by a transaction is also a loophole in the young master's negligence. ”

Si Qi proved my justification, short but powerful, indeed about the gaps that had appeared, and the fact that repairing was not the state of work that I was used to, and that the indulgence was also a relief.

"No, that's not the case!"

The old man covered his head and tried to squeeze the stiff nerves to resume beating, and the green tendons that stood out in his ears were about to burst.

"The Earl is deliberately releasing the loss of evidence, and the search for a leader temporarily restricts the balanced development! What exactly are you going to do? Control the land and seem to be far from your ideals! ”

The awakened old man asked himself questions, but he fooled the already vague answers.

"It is also a sign of your pride to be able to wake up, the land is already a commodity that the Earl is tired of, heavy and difficult to move, but the souls that live on the land are all meals imprisoned in a cage waiting to be cooked!"

Winslow lowered the angle of his face, and his gloomy vision created a kind of coercive prestige, and the angular scenes were all controlled. On the contrary, the old man was a little unable to sit and stand steadily.

"Could it be that the Earl is going to carry out a terrible slaughter!"

The widening pupils, covered with entwined bloodshots, and the old man's abundant imagination were already confused.

"It is a great pity that the Count loves to abuse the betrayer and hates the cruel outright erasure. So I have to say that your guess is a bit exaggerated, and thank you very much for your cooperation, the door to leave is directly in front of you! ”

The scene became clearer and calmer, and the group began to stir up, and the hymn of the victor was about to be blurted out, but in an instant Stavo got up to stop it.

"Shhhh The final explosion is still expected to appear! ”

The time of staying, also with the old man's magnificent performance in the final battle for victory, rose up and then declined, like a corpse floating on a river, motionless.

"Mr. Amlangorn! Please make a statement about turning defeat into victory! ”

Winslow summoned the old man to pay in advance, but he didn't pay attention, and the corpse was a prop that couldn't speak. Winslow stood up, the wreath within reach, but with a treacherous smile, full of deep meaning, perhaps only the person concerned can fully understand.

"Ah~ha~"

The observation group couldn't help but sing the praises of the victors and put on laurels, but the brisk tune was set off by the poems with some regrets, and the world of words was also wonderful.

"Is the end of the Shura field coming to an end? Probably, it needs to be continued. ”

Winslow's fingers, suppressed! (To be continued.) )