Chapter Ninety-Seven: Confession
Two days, just two days apart, the Duke of Pande put on a cloak to hide his face and whereabouts, quietly came to the palace, and bowed down before the queen.
He had to come because he was afraid, and because the tide was gone.
Valen killed his own men in the toilet, another griffon leader was killed by his own griffon, and the remaining court knight leader hid in the house and shivered in fright.
Therefore, the plan to assemble an army was self-defeating.
What's more, when he woke up a day earlier, Duke Pander found a sharp dagger stuck in his pillow, just two inches from his cheek.
No one knew who did it, or how the dagger got to his pillow.
So, Duke Pande was afraid.
He didn't expect the queen to be so ruthless, and he didn't expect that those spies who could turn into killers at any time were so close to him, and his life, who thought he was in control of the overall situation, was completely in the hands of the queen.
Duke Pende owes a debt of gratitude to werewolves and vampires, and it is because of these third forces that he has saved his life, so that the queen is not willing to fight him to the death.
He didn't know if the queen would really kill him if he continued to insist on doing it, he only knew that he only had one life, and if he didn't have it, there would be nothing.
Therefore, he confessed, and took the initiative to hand over military power on the third day, and also took the initiative to smooth out the aftermath of this shock.
He was very clever, and his uncle and nephew had a pleasant afternoon tea together, and when he returned to his house, he learned that one of his lovers and the cook in the kitchen had disappeared.
People said that the two of them eloped, but the Duke of Pander knew that it was not, these two were spies, spies sent by the queen, and this was a compromise on the part of the queen, so she took the initiative to remove the spy and sent a friendly signal.
As for the two spies, maybe they died, or maybe they reappeared somewhere else, no matter what, no one cared at all.
On the third day, there was a light rain, but fortunately there was still a little light, and in the dining room of the Duke of Pande's palace, the nobles of the anti-king forces came one after another.
It is not surprising that after the arrival of the Dark Ages, it was not safe at night in the city, so the banquets were usually held during the day.
The dining room was dim, so the lights flickered.
The knife and fork collided with the dinner plate, accompanied by the performance of the dwarf, bursts of laughter sounded, it seemed that this was just a dinner party usually used to win over relationships.
Halfway through the meal, the Duke of Pande dispersed the gnomes and announced something in public, causing an uproar, and then a wave of confusion and quarrel broke out throughout the restaurant.
It took a long time before the door was slammed open, and the nobles rushed out one after another, hurrying away in the twilight in their carriages.
The wooden door creaked open, and Angela walked out of the door with her stomach in her handsome face.
She wasn't pregnant, she just had an operation that made her uncomfortable.
It seems that she will need some time to get used to.
However, even if she was unwell, her spirit was unexpectedly good, her eyes exuded a smart light, and the corners of her face and mouth couldn't help but be slightly hooked, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
So, even if there were a few more corpses in the courtyard, she didn't care too much.
For her, it was just the foolishness of some natives with a bit of too much curiosity.
At this moment, the sky is raining hazy light.
Angela's heart moved, and the magic surged into her lower abdomen, and after a transformation, it leaked out of her body.
Suddenly, the clothes that were originally wet by the light rain dried instantly, and the surrounding raindrops also turned a corner and fell to the ground.
Angela smiled slightly, and said secretly in her heart: It's quite easy to use.
Thinking so, I was also interested, and walked out of the courtyard directly, planning to go out for a walk.
But as soon as he went out, he ran into a group of soldiers, or maybe this group of soldiers had been waiting here for a long time.
"Your Excellency Angela, this is an invitation from Your Majesty." A soldier dressed as a squad leader respectfully handed over the invitation, and when she opened it, the queen invited her to the palace for a dinner.
Oh, are you going to get started?
Angela thought to herself, and nodded slightly to the squad leader: "I know, tell Her Majesty that I will go tonight." β
"Your Excellency Angela, we will pass on your word to the Queen."
As he spoke, the team leader turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait!" Angela stopped the team leader: "Could you please help me clean up the corpse inside, okay?" β
The corners of the squad leader's mouth twitched, looking at Angela's smiling face a little intoxicated, and then he felt cold, a shiver came to his senses, and nodded again and again: "This is our duty, of course no problem!" But the ...... inside"
He glanced at the charred or shredded corpses inside, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more.
"Oh! Well, don't worry, those magic traps have been lifted. β
Hearing Angela say this, the team leader was slightly relieved and brought the people in.
When he saw Angela walking away, the team leader couldn't help but wipe his forehead, and he didn't know if it was sweat or rain that was wiped off.
The streets are deserted, and the sound of footsteps is particularly clear here.
Sometimes stepping on a place where there is water is a splash.
When the interest came, Angela simply looked for those puddles to step on, watching these water droplets fly up and fall in the air, and smiled a little childishly happily.
Strangely, despite the mud in these puddles, when Angela lifted her foot, she found that the soles of his feet were not stained with mud at all. Sometimes, even if it is contaminated, the soil on it will quickly dry up and harden, and then be washed away by the water. Keep the boots on Angela's lap as good as new.
Iron Mask looked at this scene, and his heart was broken.
Impossible, impossible!
The Explosion Master I admired couldn't have been so naΓ―ve, otherwise, I'd have been risking my life for the past few years experimenting with what the explosions were for.
Perhaps, perhaps, she is just using this appearance to confuse others, and then prepare for the fatal blow.
Thinking like this, Iron Mask decided to test it in his heart.
There was little time for Iron Mask to prepare, so he picked up a slingshot and flicked the gem in his hand towards Angela.
The special slingshot requires great power and also brings a long range.
When I was flying and spinning in the air, I made a beautiful arc.
Angela raised her head sharply, looking at the gem in front of her, her pupils shrank sharply.
Rumble!
The firelight was accompanied by a splash of water, with a violent sizzling sound, like a mouse, and like a poisonous snake.
A large cloud of mist steamed, and a black shadow shot out like an arrow.
Rumble!
There was another loud bang, and this body was like thunder in the sky, shaking the surrounding echoes.
Huge clouds of smoke and dust rose and rubble crackled in all directions.
Angela's body slammed into the air, and she moved sideways like lightning, avoiding the impact.
Whoa!
It's not raining, it's the sound of walls collapsing.
At this moment, the iron mask that attacked Angela was gone.