"You're doing a great job. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" After the four of them were seated, Ulrik V spoke, but there was no joy on his face, his gaze stayed on the face of the nun of hell, "It's just Miss Elfwan, I heard that your actions at the banquet have caused Duke Brenus and Duke Elfwan to have a cold war until now. ”

"Kia is my brother after all." Teresa owes and whispers.

"But his whereabouts are still unknown, and your actions have not helped him much. I had always admired Viscount Chia's age-appropriate sanity, but his behaviour that night was too reckless, a far cry from his usual manners. Ulrike V looked at Theresa meaningfully, "What I want to know is, does Viscount Kea know all this planning?" And is he also involved? ”

Planning? What scheme? Kedren's ears were sensitively pricked up, and he could hear that Ulrique V was talking about the bloody assassination at the feast, but they were vague, as if the central topic was the reef lurking beneath the surface of the sea, and every effort was made to avoid it.

"He doesn't know anything about it." Teresa said expressionlessly, "He drank a lot that night, and I didn't have time to stop him." ”

After a suffocating silence, Ulrique V seemed to accept Teresa's statement, nodding noncommittally: "Yes......" and then looked at Dante: "Where did you find that killer?" ”

"That's a long story, Leon, are you sure you want to hear it?" Dante occupied a bench alone, and he was half-leaning back in the chair, tilting his head nonchalantly, half-squinting at the mural on the ceiling, and heard Ulrique call out to him, and lifted his sunglasses in response.

Leon? Kedren suspected that he had misheard, that this Dante dared to call His Majesty the King by his name?

Ulrik V frowned: "Although this is a private meeting, you also need to maintain respect for me!" ”

"All right, Your Majesty." Dante said lazily and sat up straight: "That's a long story, are you sure you want to hear it, Your Majesty?" ”

"To make a long story short, I'm just curious about who Ned's assassin is, and it is said that neither the lioness Kaye nor the instructor Baker have been able to stop him?"

"It's not a character, it's just a death row prisoner who escaped from the Empire." Dante shrugged, "But he's a student of the 'Noisy'. ”

"Alaric von Bloch? The drunkard who used to call Vincent a wild boar with elm heads? He? Ulrik V smirked, "I didn't know he was a great warrior mentor. ”

"Your Majesty, you may not know that the drunkard was once a demigod on an equal footing with Islamic Dir, and his active time can be traced back to the troubled times before the establishment of the Old Pander Empire, as long as there are ancient books, there will basically be records about him." Dante said lightly, "You can go to Toms and ask him for a certain amount of knowledge in this area, which is not inferior to Brochette's." ”

Ulrik V was silent for a while, Dante's words were too shocking, completely subverting his previous perception of the noisy, even the Lionheart Monarch needed time to digest well, and then he slowly exhaled and said, "Okay, then a demigod student, presumably he is also a quasi-super-first-class martial artist, and the price of inviting him is not cheap." ”

Dante shrugged: "It's a bit expensive, one hundred thousand dinars, plus a team of chamber of commerce guard mercenaries." ”

"That's all?" Ulrique V wondered, "What good do he want those mercenaries?" ”

"Who knows? Maybe he also wants a piece of the war. Dante, apparently losing interest in the subject, looked up at the fresco again, "Your Majesty, do you have anything else to say?" ”

Kedron's arms around Moriel were a little limp, his temples buzzing, and every word of the words that burrowed into the confessional chamber was like a hammer striking on his eardrums. Yes, he finally touched the reef that lurked beneath the surface, and the truth was as cold and brutal as the reef. The death of the Whip of Order was actually at the behest of Ulrik V? Why did he cut off his hand that had entered the Order Sect in such a tragic way? Kedren's political sense of smell was not sensitive, but at this moment an icy cold current was running through his back, and Kedren shivered slightly, realizing that he had been caught up in the whirlpool, and that he would continue to be dragged into the dark depths of the sea as the conversation between the four outside the confessional room deepened.

"One last thing, what about Viscount Chia? The Assassin had no reason to continue to detain him, unless he realized that the young man was so important in the Elfwan family that he might use it to make excessive demands. There was a hint of anger in Ulrik V's eyes, but he suppressed it well, he looked at Teresa and said in the same tone, "We must prepare for the worst and prepare accordingly. ”

“…… I'll go find him. Teresa whispered.

"Then you should stop by Livingston!" Dante rolled over and sat up, "There is information that the heretic invoker Meldret has revealed his whereabouts in the North. ”

"Your Excellency Dante, I beg your pardon for not seeing any 'incidental' connection between these two events." The captain of the guard, who had been silent, spoke at this time, "And Miss Elfwan is a super-first-class martial artist in the kingdom, isn't it too risky to let her go to Livingston?" ”

"It's all attendance, and the combination of the two things is by the way." Dante said nonchalantly.

"Then why didn't His Excellency Dante go out himself?" Gordon's one-eyed gaze stared at Dante, "I believe that with Your Excellency's ability, even if Meldrey is a treacherous old fox, you can catch it. ”

Dante turned his head sideways to look at Gordon, and the corners of his mouth raised a subtle arc: "Gordon, do you dare to look at me only when I wear sunglasses?" ”

Gordon's expression was still cold, but his eyes unconsciously shifted: "Please don't change the subject." ”

"I just don't want to go." Dante replied, "Satisfied?" ”

"Then why did you ask Miss Elfwan to go?" Gordon was in hot pursuit.

Dante responded with an idiot-like gaze: "The director of the Inquisition has absolute command over the Blackwing Monks, and Gordon, you are also the captain of the royal city guard, and when you sent your troops out on patrol, I didn't come to point a finger at why you didn't personally walk in front of the team with the lion flag?" ”

"Patrolling the royal city is not the same thing as hunting down heretic supplicants!" Gordon's deep voice was tinged with a hint of irritability.

"Enough!" Ulrik V stopped their argument, "Miss Elfwan, if you really want to go to Livingston, I will let Kenriko follow you, he and the chivalrous knights he organized are not currently in the regular army of Sarion, and are strictly an adventure group that can cover your hunt in the north. ”

Theresa was silent for a few seconds: "Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness, it's just that I'm used to acting alone-"

"It's not my good intentions," Ulrik V interrupted Theresa coldly, "it's my order. ”

“…… Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Okay, let's dismiss." Ulrique V clapped his hands lightly, stood up and walked towards the door, Gordon followed him, and before leaving, he glanced at Dante indifferently, and a cold light like an ice pick shot in one eye, but the latter was unaware of it, still looking up at the fresco.

Finally leaving? The sound of footsteps was like a light shining into the confessional, and it also shone into Kedren's heart. He gently soothed Moriel, who was still trembling slightly, and tilted his head to peer through the lattice window, only to find that the nuns of hell and the director of the Inquisition were still present. How are they still there! Kedren thought a little frantically.

Teresa sat quietly on the bench, the shimmer of sunlight falling on her delicate but indifferent face, with a soft halo rippling, as if it was warm, and as if it was cold. She didn't know how long she sat until Dante's voice sounded beside her: "How is it, do you think Leon is a very serious person?" But he's really going out of his way to pave the way for that young knight, probably because he thinks he's the most promising person in the kingdom to pursue you, right? ”

"Lord Chief, all I need to do is obey His Majesty's orders, not to judge His Majesty, and as for Kenrico's pursuit of me, that's his own business." Teresa whispered.

"Really?" Dante walked to the confessional, took off his sunglasses, and his ghostly gaze was condescending, cut into countless sharp pieces by the lattice window and fell into the confessional. At this moment, Kedren's mind went blank, and he was discovered? When did it happen?

"Then you can do it yourself." Dante said Caydron could see the playful smile on his face and knew he was speaking to himself, "Remember, we've never been here." ”

"I understand." Teresa said.

"Of course you do." Dante put his sunglasses back on, "Let's go." ”