The angry gaze was immediately sensed by Qin Ran.

However, Qin Ran didn't care.

When he came, he had all kinds of speculations.

In front of you?

It's just one of them.

It's still the easiest kind to deal with.

If he really doesn't move, he will become more and more vigilant.

"I can't stand it so soon......"

"Sure enough, the pressure you're facing is even greater than you imagined!"

Qin Ran thought in his heart, his face was silent, and he slowly walked through the two columns of guards according to the previous pace, and entered the palace of Etandin.

As seen from the outside, the royal palace in front of you is not as luxurious as you imagined.

Even, it's worse than an ordinary aristocratic manor.

Just like the old marquis's mansion.

are very introverted.

It can even be said that the royal style of Etandin VI influenced those courtiers who were really close to him.

There are good things on the top, and there are joys on the bottom, and it is not an exaggeration to put them here.

Qin Ran, who walked up the steps, entered the corridor, the smooth stone floor, there were no tapestries and oil paintings on the walls on both sides, just two pieces of armor hanging decoratively, and on the chain candlesticks hanging down from the ceiling, candles with the thickness of an arm made the entire corridor bright, and along the corridor, dozens of steps away, he entered the hall of the palace.

Compared to the shabby corridors, this place finally has a bit of a palace feel.

The reddish-gold curtains, hanging along the walls, were now tied to the pillars inlaid with silver candlesticks by pure gold ropes, and the exposed rock walls had a warm feeling in the candle flames.

Oak tables are lined up in the hall.

It was already full of food.

Some of the sofa chairs are placed around the hall, apparently for small talk.

Why not put it together?

Naturally, this is because each identity has a circle of each identity, which is not the same.

This was especially true among the aristocracy.

"Sir, you wait here."

"It will take a while for the banquet to begin."

"The food here is as easy as you want, and the sofa is your choice."

The minister said.

After seeing Qin Ran nodding, the close minister quickly walked towards the small door on the side - the hall was just a place for everyone to gather, and it was definitely not a place for the king to discuss matters.

In fact, the chamber of every king is the heart of a royal palace.

But Qin Ran, as a guest, was not qualified to enter.

Moreover, Qin Ran was not interested in being there.

He knew exactly what that Etandine VI was planning.

Even, I can roughly guess what the other party will say in the council hall and in the courtiers close to me at this moment.

But, does that matter?

Those meaningless words are not as worth looking forward to as the food on the table in front of you.

That piece of barbecue, fat and thin, looks very good.

Qin Ran commented silently, and walked quickly to the table.

Pol, who had been following behind Qin Ran, was stunned.

After a short period of contact, he had already learned that the 'Fire Demon' loved food.

He has nothing to say about it.

Because, he likes it too.

It's just that......

He didn't have the 'Demon of Fire' to eat.

That kind of bottomless appetite, he can't match.

However, Pol never imagined that after coming to the palace, the 'Fire Demon' would still go his own way.

Maybe...... Just take a little, right?

Pol guessed, and, raising his hand, grabbed his bodyguard, Ash.

Facing the puzzled gaze of his bodyguard, Pol sighed softly.

The 'Flame Demon' dared to do this because of his strength.

And what about them?

If you really dare to do this, you will probably die a miserable death, right?

After all, Etandine VI was not a merciful lord.

The king, who built his palace like a fortress, was not destined to be associated with 'mercy'.

You must know that at the time of Etandin V, the royal palace was not like this.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the whole of Etaminople.

Sunrise, sunset.

The sun will shine in.

When the wind blows, it will blow the curtain and make a unique sound, as if singing.

During a thunderstorm, the raindrops hitting the crystal glass are the opening of a grand opera.

The beauty of the starry sky at night is in full view when you look up.

For his main quest, Pol has put a lot of effort into collecting many written works describing Etandinburg, and the most described by those poets is naturally Etandine's royal palace.

Some have even described it as a 'pearl' of Etantoinburg.

Pity......

With the rise of Aitandine VI, the 'Pearl' is long gone.

The rest is a 'steel bullet'!

Not only is it strong, but it also has a hidden edge.

At least, Pol had discovered more than one outpost.

These dark sentinels ...... No, the king's spies are not only staring outside, but also inside.

Pol can guarantee that at the slightest hint of trouble, these spies will swarm out and solve any problems.

"Hopefully everything goes well tonight......"

Pol prayed to himself, but before the words of the prayer were finished, he could not speak any more.

Because, about half of the food that filled the table had disappeared by this time.

When?

It's still full just now?

Pol looked at Qin Ran, who continued to feast in an orderly manner, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Because, he saw several people walking towards here.

In a malicious way.

"Here's the trouble."

Pol sighed softly.

However, he has not forgotten who he is now.

Or to be precise, he remembered his deal with Qin Ran.

When those people were about to disturb Qin Ran, Pol and Ash stood in front of them.

"Get out of the way!"

The younger one of the several people scolded directly.

The young man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his temperament carried the arrogance and awe-inspiring that superiors often have, but the anger of the other party made the other party's more handsome face a little hideous.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry."

"We are Lord Colin's retinue and bodyguards."

Pol addressed the young man with an honorific title and, identifying himself.

"Sir?"

As if he had heard something funny, the young man first opened his arms, and then looked left and right.

Suddenly, the people who came with your young man opened their mouths and let out a laugh.

"Hahaha!"

"Sir? I really laughed at it! ”

"Do you know where this is?"

"Do you know who this is?"

The man next to the young man asked with a laugh.

"I don't know."

Pol replied honestly.

"This is the son of His Majesty Aitandine VI."

"It's the heir of Hokuriku!"

"And the future king of Etandin!"

The introduction of the young man next to him made Pol frown slightly.

The other party's clothing and bearing let him know that the identity of the young man was not simple, but he did not expect that the other party would be a prince, or to be precise, the only son of Etandin VI.

Legend has it that when Aitandine I was founded, he went on a killing spree in order to unify the entire north, and this behavior was cursed by the witches of the Northlands.

'Your kingdom will collapse in an instant!' ’

'Your blood will come to an abrupt end!' ’

Everything you do will only be the icing on the cake for others! ’

……

The content of the curse goes something like this.

However, none of them thought the curse had taken effect.

Because, the original Etandin I had the protection of the 'God of War'.

But the decline in the number of children is real.

No matter how hard Etandin I tried, he had only one son, and that was Eitandine II, and so did II, and so did Itandin II, and so did Itandin VI, and it remained unchanged until Etandin VI.

Therefore, it is believed that the witch's curse was in effect.

At least partially.

Of course, this was after the omnipotence of the God of War was broken by the Lady of Calamity, and no one dared to say such a thing before that.

Pol doesn't know much about this.

But he knew that as the prince of a country, His Royal Highness the prince in front of him was unqualified.

The other party did not have the demeanor of being the heir of Etandin VI, let alone the corresponding city.

"Get out of the way!"

The young heir spoke again.

If Pol was really an aborigine, he would have obediently flashed to the side at this time, but unfortunately, Pol was not.

He glanced at the young man in front of him and shook his head slightly.

For the main task, he agreed to the deal with Qin Ran, so he must abide by it at this time.

And, he believed, what was happening here would soon reach the ears of that Aitandine VI.

To put it simply, it only takes a moment, wait for that Aitandine VI to arrive.

As for the jealousy of His Royal Highness the Prince in front of him?

Pol was not worried at all.

He is only here for the main quest in front of him, and he is not a real aborigine, how can he have so much awe for a prince.

But to Bol's surprise, in his field of vision, none of the king's spies who were staring at him here did not act, as if they were watching a good show.

Are there any other communication channels that I don't know about?

Pol speculated.

But the young man in front of him couldn't wait.

He raised his hand and waved, and the people around him surrounded Bol and Ashe.

Pol looked at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran didn't have any reaction.

He was picking up a chopped lamb chop with a tong, sprinkling cumin upwards.

There was no need for words or eye contact, Qin Ran's behavior in front of him was enough for Pol to understand what he should do.

Without any hesitation, Bol raised his hand and punched.

He was restrained and did not use hidden weapons.

When Ash saw Bol's move, he immediately shook his fist as well.

Ash wanted his axe and gun very much, but the axe and sword he carried with him were temporarily taken away by the close minister before entering the palace.

Bang!

The man in front of Pol collapsed.

Although he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, it does not mean that Bol can't.

At least it's hard to deal with the people in front of you.

And Ash is even more violent.

A pair of huge fists, like windmills, swept away the opponents around them, and by the time Bol knocked out the second opponent, Ashe had already swept away all the remaining opponents.

Then, the bodyguard stared fiercely at the young prince.

For a simple person like Ashe, no matter who the person in front of him is, he only knows that he is in the same group as the boss and Colin, and the person in front of him has malicious intentions towards Colin.

Then this person is the enemy!

The enemy will beat him!

Hit hard!

The young prince seemed to be a little unresponsive.

He was confident in his entourage.

Not only because these retinues have quite good combat effectiveness, but also because these retinues are carefully selected by him.

He never imagined that in a few breaths, these carefully selected retinues would be defeated.

It wasn't until Ash walked towards him that His Royal Highness the young prince came back to his senses.

"What do you want?!"

Forcibly did not retreat, and His Royal Highness the prince rebuked him with a fierce expression.

"I want to ......"

"We have no ill will."

"It's you who want to trouble our lord first."

Pol stopped Ash, and he preemptively spoke.

By this time, Pol finally realized that something was wrong.

If the indifference of the king's agents in the past can show that these agents have a way of communication that he did not know, and now, these agents have not reacted, it is worth playing.

Could it be that Your Majesty ......

As if thinking of something, Pol was startled.

However, he pressed the surprise to the bottom of his heart, and only used words to make himself innocent.

Such words, Pol said with confidence.

Because, it's true!

At the same time, Pol's brain began to spin rapidly.

He didn't know why Aitandine VI suddenly targeted 2567, obviously he was fine before.

But he knew that it had to be controlled in a 'balanced' ring.

It can not only ensure its own safety, but also not tear up the face of Etandin VI in the real sense.

This is Etaninburg!

It's terrible to tear your face with Etandin VI!

But even worse speculation is churning in Ball's mind—

Could it be that Etandine VI really had anything to do with the 'brokers'?

It was just a disguise before, but now it's starting to be a dagger?

If that's really the case......

Pol's heart tightened.

At this time, Qin Ran finished the last small snack on the table.

It's a dessert that resembles a chicken cake.

Milk, butter and sugar are also added.

The taste is silky, sweet, and has the feeling of eating pudding, the only pity is that the heat is not grasped, so that the chicken cake is less elastic.

In fact, not only the chicken cake, but also the food on the table had some defects.

However, Qin Ran was used to it.

It's not the craft of mimosas.

It's great to be able to do that.

I really want to eat the food you cooked.

Qin Ran thought in his heart, turned around and walked towards His Royal Highness the young prince.

Seeing Qin Ran coming, Pol and Ash naturally stepped aside, and when Qin Ran walked over, the two of them naturally stood behind Qin Ran.

"Stop!"

Facing Qin Ran who was coming, the young prince couldn't help but tremble all over.

He didn't know why he was shaking.

I just feel that the person in front of me is scary.

Obviously not as tall as the guard just now, but he had a feeling of suffocation, as if a mountain had fallen from the sky, making him breathless.

"I warn you!"

"I'm ......"

Bang!

With all the strength of his body, His Royal Highness the prince shouted loudly.

However, before the prince could finish speaking, Qin Ran raised a foot and kicked the other party's face.

In the muffled sound, the other party flew up and hit the rock wall of the hall, like a hanging painting, and after a full pause of two seconds, the other party slowly slid down.

Blood was pouring from the shriveled head.