Looking at Turner, who bowed in greeting, the court doctor's eyes widened and his mouth opened.

"W-How is this possible?"

The gray-haired court doctor in front of him raised his hand to 'Turner' and stuttered as he spoke, while his hand pointing at 'Turner' trembled even more.

Because, it's incredible!

As a doctor in the Warren Palace, the old doctor was very familiar with Turner, who had old injuries.

It was precisely because of this familiarity that he could see that the Turner in front of him was the 'Turner' in his memory, with the same face and expression, even the walking posture that was slightly awkward because of the injury, but ordinary people would not pay attention to it.

If he hadn't just examined Turner's body, he would have thought he had met the real Turner.

The next moment, the court doctor looked at Qin Ran.

How do you do it?

The court doctor's eyes were questioning.

Similarly, Mary was also looking at Qin Ran.

However, unlike the court doctors, the eyes of the underage princess were full of brilliance.

Qin Ran never disappointed her.

Not before.

Not this time.

He always does his best.

Taking a deep breath, Mary's hands landed on the palms above her head, holding it tightly in her hands.

Perikna remained silent.

But no one could see that at this moment, the female leader of the snake sect was suffering a considerable impact, she first looked at 'Turner', and then looked at Qin Ran.

It was as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"Extraordinary observation."

"It's different from the previous tracking techniques."

"A disguise that is indistinguishable from the fake."

"What a natural scout, or ......"

"Assassin!"

Perikna's eyes lit up at the thought of something, but then they dimmed.

What good is it to be a natural assassin?

Her branch has long since declined, and she is the only one left.

What's more, with the strength of the other party......

In addition to the Yuan Snake, what can make the other party tempted?

And the other party is already the established first crow!

Perikna knew too well what the recorder of the Raven faction would do, the other party was ambitious, but he didn't have the ability and character to match his ambition.

Even, at some point, it can be said to be weak, incompetent.

In the face of such a recordr, the person in front of him will raise his hand and make the other party disappear, right?

As for the rest of the crow pies?

Maybe it will rebel.

But will the end result change?

No.

"It's already the first crow."

"What if......"

The female leader of the Serpent Sect sighed.

It's just that in the bottom of her heart that she doesn't know, a small seed is planted like this.

And, very quickly, it will sprout.

Ignoring the gazes of the three people present, Qin Ran commanded directly at the high-level evil spirit.

"I'll leave it to you."

"Yes, sir."

After saluting again, the high-ranking evil spirit [Bloody Mary] who had turned into 'Turner' walked to the door and raised his hand and tapped several times.

Knock, knock.

"Come in."

Adal, who did not have any noble stand, stood up and opened the door for Turner at the knock, and when he saw Turner, the old earl was stunned for a moment, and then gave Turner a hug.

"I knew you wouldn't be tempted."

"It's been twenty years, and your character hasn't changed at all!"

Adal said, hugging 'Turner'.

The old earl's gaze was on the hallway.

He saw Qin Ran, Mary, Perikna, and the court doctor.

Then, with a more natural smile, he walked into the room with Turner in his arms.

The door closed slowly.

"Did Count Turner find anything?"

"He shouldn't have known about Mr. Turner's death."

Mary asked uncertainly.

"A man who has been able to live in Wilshire for twenty years, even if he is initially a fool and has twenty years of grinding, will become a smart person."

"A smart man who is alert and suspicious of everything."

Qin Ran said and walked to the side.

There is a small tea room in the Warren Palace.

The room is not large, so it can't be used for a ball, but it's a good place to meet guests.

Certi and Maxim, who sat side by side, were silent.

But unlike Maxim, who was still in a sedia, Serti did not forget to taste the pastries and tea brought by the waiter in silence, and also gave comments.

"The pastries are really average."

"The flour is not carefully selected, the eggs are not broken enough, the fermentation after mixing is not timely, and the most annoying thing is that only a little sugar is put in!"

"Can a cake that isn't sweet be called a pastry?"

"And the tea here!"

"It's obviously been left for a long time, and even though it's wrapped in silver foil, it's still damp, and it tastes bitter and astringent."

"Originally, I was looking forward to it, after all, it was the palace."

"Realistic...... Alas! ”

Celti let out a long sigh.

"His Majesty James VIII is not a faint king who indulges his desires, he is honest and honest, if it were not for the fact that Janine . . . James's words, Warren will be richer and more powerful than everyone imagined. ”

Facing his friend's sigh, Maxim shook his head.

As the recorder of the Raven Sect, he knows too much secret information that ordinary people don't know.

These messages are all worth not changing.

If he wants to be a rich man, selling these news is enough to make him eat and drink for the rest of his life, but unfortunately, ......

He also has an unrealistic ideal.

It is precisely because of this ideal that he keeps running.

It also made him more and more hesitant.

He saw the target at hand.

It was exactly what he wanted it to be.

He only needs to take one step forward and he can fulfill his long-cherished wish.

But......

There is someone more suitable and appropriate than him!

It was as if the man was born to appear for this position.

Strong, calm, cautious, sharp, and sticking to the bottom line.

Each one of them is precious.

But that man had it all.

He wanted to ignore it.

But when he thought of everything he had faced after reaching that position, Maxim's heart hesitated again.

Maxim, as he knows, has missed a lot of such hesitation.

But it can't be corrected.

He always thinks too much at the most critical moment, and hesitates when he thinks too much.

Unconsciously, Maxim also let out a sigh.

Hearing Maxim's sigh, Celti shrugged.

He knew what his friend was thinking.

But there was no persuasion.

Because, he knows, this kind of persuasion will only make his friend more and more hesitant.

Of course, Celti didn't do nothing.

"You'd better think about how to explain it to that person for a moment."

"That's not a fool."

"If one is not good, the two of us will have to be killed."

"I never doubted the attitude of the man with bad intentions."

Celti diverted her friend's attention.

"yes."

"The one who treats his enemies is more ruthless than the cold winds of the Winter God."

"But who can be indifferent in the face of the 'Wise King's Saying'?"

Maxim smiled wryly and sighed again.

"What does the virtuous king say?"

Suddenly, in the small tea room, a sound sounded.

A black figure stepped out of the shadows.