Durin had many questions to discuss with Mags, and the two stayed in the study until late in the evening. During this time, Mrs. Terri went in and delivered water and snacks a few times, and the attention of the two men, one big and one small, was not on these things at all, and they were engrossed in discussing, thinking, and sometimes arguing.

Mrs. Terry had rarely seen such a scene in recent years, and since Magus had betrayed the aristocracy and usurped power by overthrowing the rule of the royal family, he had spent most of his time thinking alone in his study, or reading books. The dreary atmosphere made the whole house seem to be shrouded in a shadow, and even the death of the second son did not make Maggs much emotional, he just rubbed his dry eyes, and then continued to pick up the pen to review and approve important official documents.

But today was different, when Mrs. Terri was delivering something, she saw Maggs excitedly arguing with Doolin about something, and no matter what they were arguing, Mrs. Terri had to thank Dorin, because he had at least made Mags feel a rare light.

After the two very tired men came out of the study, Maggs actually bent himself on, "Suddenly I feel a little hungry, do you want to eat something?"

It stands to reason that Dührin was younger than Maggs, and should be more able to resist hunger, but the fact is that he was also very hungry, and he never wanted to eat the third after eating the second piece of those sweet pastries, and Maggs didn't eat any of them.

Durin raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, he hesitated for a moment and finally declined the idea of going to dinner with Mags, he knew very well that Mags Dinner should be eaten with the rest of the cabinet, because his plan to go public in Otis City needed a lot of things to perfect. When I heard that Mags was going to garrison the city of Otis, Durin almost dropped his teacup on the ground, but Maggs also realized that he had said something stupid.

Garrisoning Otis will definitely lead to a significant drop in the number of tourists in Otis City, and the only thing they need to do before the Empire wants to abandon the gold mine in Otis is to ensure that the mine can continue to be mined.

Durin left the villa with a bag of pastries and was sent off by Mrs. Terri, and Maggs closed the door when he returned to his study, then picked up the phone. He dialed an internal number, and only a special line could dial this number, also to prevent ordinary people from guessing these special numbers. Soon the operator took the line to the Imperial Intelligence Service, and Maggs asked, "I heard that some intelligence agents have fallen into the Commonwealth?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone hummed, "It's not a big deal, there are some people who disappear completely every week, and we can't know exactly whether they were caught secretly imprisoned and shot, or if they voluntarily disconnected from contact." ”

"But I've heard that someone has been arrested on the federal side, and if it's this kind of public information, it's better to deal with it!", after speaking, only the sound of breathing remained in the earpiece.

After a while, the answer "Got it" came to mind.

Maggs then asked, "Have you sent someone to monitor and investigate Durin?If so, withdraw first, if not, then it is better to check if your subordinates have done something that may affect the Empire's plans for the next ten years!", after speaking, without waiting for the other side to answer Maggs hung up the phone.

Durin's words before their conversation were definitely not without purpose, he was reminding Magus that some spies had appeared on his side, which meant that there were also some Imperial intelligence agents around him.

As for his statement that it was nonsense to hear from a Federation tourist about it, Maggs believed that he had found an intelligence agent around him, so he found an excuse to tell him that someone was watching him.

This was very unpleasant to Maggs, and Durin's current value was far higher than the wrong things he had done. Young people make mistakes, and if he has a desire to mend his ways, and he still has a very important role to play in the Empire, then he might as well wait until his role is gone. The first thing to do now is to squeeze out more of Durin's imagination, which is far more important than those minor losses.

The only thing Maggs felt pity at this time was Durin's origin, how good it would be if he were a nobleman, his action, determination and response were enough for him to take on very important responsibilities, even the prime minister may not be impossible.

It's a pity that a farmer is a farmer after all, and even if the farmer's son appears on the Imperial Parliament Hill one day, he only plays a background role.

The gap between the aristocracy and the commoners can never be filled with the progress of the times, on the contrary, the depth and span will increase.

Because between the nobility and the commoners, there is another group called the capitalists.

He sighed, shook his head, and dialed a number again, "Investigate, who has contacted Dulin recently, whether it is found out or not, withdraw as soon as possible." ”

This time, he made a call to the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the New Party, which is under the management of the New Party Committee, but is accountable to only two people.

The first is Mags.

The second is the chairman of the New Party Committee.

At the first corner after leaving Villa Maggs, Durin threw a bag of pastries into the trash, shook his clothes to dispel the smell of smoke on his body, and called a taxi.

At this time, there was not much time left before the end of school at the Royal Academy, and the teacher, who looked like a nun with a straight face, cleaned up the things on the table, looked at the students under the podium with some arrogant eyes, pushed the frame of his glasses, nodded his head, and turned to leave the classroom.

This is a special class, to put it simply, the Royal Academy is divided into three parts, the first camp is those students who have excellent character and academics, who have become a member of the Royal Academy through their own efforts, and are proud of it. When they graduate, they will become the pillars and mainstays of the empire, supporting the healthy operation of the empire.

The second camp was the aristocratic students, the predecessor of the Royal Academy was the aristocratic school, and at that time only the nobles accepted invitations to admission, which was a tradition. Coupled with the potential strength and connections of the noble group, the Royal Academy is particularly tolerant of noble students. They don't need to accumulate more or less knowledge, as long as they are nobles.

The third camp is a gifted student like Frena, who may have nothing else but money. The number of topics and research projects at the Royal College is unclear, and the main factor that restricts the Royal College in terms of academic field and hands-on ability is the lack of money. It just so happened that there were always some people in society who were blessed with this aspect, so they also became the "elite" of the Royal Academy and were placed in the special class.

In fact, the professors of the academy are not very loyal to teaching the students of the special class, and the professors themselves still look down on the students of the special class a little, after all, the gap is there.

Thirty years ago, these people wouldn't even be allowed to set foot on the land of the Royal Academy!

Frena is still recording the knowledge that the professor just said, she is not young, and her comprehension ability is worse than that of other young students, what she can do is to select an important part of the professor's words as much as possible and record them, and slowly explore the deep meaning after going back.

"Hey, do you want to hang out at night, it's just a few days a year, and it's a shame to spend it all on your studies!", a young man with blond hair walked up to Frena's table, leaning on the table next to him, his hands in his trouser pockets, blowing the ends of his forehead, trying to make me look handsome.

This young man knows Frena, or most of his classmates know Frena, after all, the heroine of the first color movie is not so easy to forget, and the most critical indicator of why a classic is a classic is that people can't forget, and they can't forget it deliberately.

Frena smiled, "I'm so sorry, I'll have to go through these things a few more times." She pointed to the notebook on the table, and the young man shrugged his shoulders and turned away, triggering a small laugh from behind.

From the moment they recognized Frena, they seemed to regard Frena as a goal, and it was true at first, but soon the young people who thought they were outstanding fell into the sand, which inspired them to be competitive. They kept going after Frena in different ways, and even made a bet that each of them would come up with ten thousand dollars, and if someone did, then all the money would belong to that person.

Unfortunately, so far, no one has succeeded.

Some of the female classmates didn't like Frena so much than they were to be welcomed by their male classmates, and they did everything behind her back, and they completely isolated her.

Frena didn't care about that, her future wasn't in anyone's place, she didn't belong here.

When she finished writing the last paragraph, she packed up her things and left the classroom alone, walking towards the dormitory in the school, the Royal Academy adopted a year-round education model, with one day off a week. It is said that the current arrangement is much more lenient than when this school was called the Noble Academy. At that time, let alone one day off a week, there was only one day a month, and various tasks were assigned.

After returning to the dormitory, Frena changed her clothes, lay down on the bed and began to flip through today's notes, there was still a little time before the dinner time in the evening, and she could still read for more than half an hour.

It was at this time that there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.

In the Royal Academy, each student has a separate dormitory, and she has no roommates, so naturally there will be no one who can't enter without a key or something.

She walked to the door without opening it, and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"