In the evening of that day, Ocean City sealed the gates and announced a curfew.

Even the search party sent out last night had to camp at the city gate, and they had to wait for the early morning review order to enter Ocean City.

Because the news of William Tyrande's violent death still couldn't contain the fire, it quietly spread in the ocean.

Of course, Harold Vasa is indispensable for arranging the dark line lurking in Ocean City.

And in William Tyrande's mansion, the duke's body lay in bed and was not disposed of.

"Lady Farna, and several other adults, Lord William Tyrande has been struck by a poison that rapidly eats away at muscles and internal organs. This poison is made from a venom in the swamp called the "Fire Jade Lizard", which is very poisonous, and will attack within forty minutes of entering the body, and there is an antidote before the attack, after which no one is spared. ”

"My brother. My poor brother. He was still wounded by a hidden arrow. The woman with a slightly bulging abdomen held her forehead and almost fainted.

"Ma'am." Her husband gently helped her to sit in his seat.

"I'm fine, I'm fine! Jirac, let's go first. Ask a few uncles to discuss a strategy to bring the killer to justice. ”

Several burly middle-aged men said words of consolation and sent the pregnant woman and her husband out of the door.

At this time, the doctor also bowed shallowly and stepped back to exit the door.

Three middle-aged men sat in their seats, and they glanced at each other quickly.

All three had the surname Tyrande, and sat on the far left, the youngest of whom looked to be Mr. William Tyrande's cousin, Jovey Tyrande.

The one in the middle is thin and glasses is William Tyrande's uncle, Zaye Tyrande.

The one on the far right is Maforta Tyrande, the uncle of Duke William Tyrande.

All three wore military uniforms and held important positions in the army.

Now, William Tyrande has died violently, and who will take his place and obtain his political legacy has become a problem and an object of contention between the three men.

It's just that the three of them haven't torn their faces yet, because they still have a bigger problem to face: dealing with the aftermath of William Tyrande's death.

Just now, William Tyrande's sister Farna Tyrande used her pregnancy and excessive grief as an excuse to say that she and her husband would no longer be involved in the matter, so the three were left to seek direct benefits.

"We've got to talk about a charter." Zaye Tyrande, the thinnest of mention, spoke. "How did you catch that murderer? And what do you think of William's statement that the beautiful woman was in the service of Freddie Bart, the missing prince of the Salga Empire? ”

"Uncle, I have ordered the diplomat to go and inform the diplomatic embassy of the Salga Empire. and informed them of the details of the case, and they said they did not know anything and were not jointly and severally responsible for any actions of Freddie Barth, who had already been characterized as a traitor. ”

"Well, they're light." The fat Maforta Tyrande snorted coldly. "However, they made the right choice, and we can't hold the Sarga Empire accountable now, no matter what. We don't have a new patriarch yet, and the titles of Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces and Prime Minister of the country are still empty! "Haha Literature Network

As soon as Maforta Tyrande said this, the three of them looked at each other again.

The youngest and unfounded Jovey Tyrande was the first to be excluded, and his specific position was that of the Chief of Law Enforcement of the Kingdom of Eritvin, and William Tyrande placed him in the throne, and he had already vacated Robert Pock, the prefect of justice who had committed suicide before.

But this position needs to have strong power, or a strong force behind it to be like a fish in water, and now that William Tyrande is dead, Jovi Tyrande does not have the capital of the two elders, so he doesn't want to think about the higher ranks, just to see which of the two elders can take over the position of the patriarch.

The two elders were different, as they were William Tyrande's right-hand men in controlling the army.

Zaye Tyrande, who is on the thin side, is the commander of the navy of the Kingdom of Yelitvin plus the head of the Kingdom's shipyards and artillery factories.

And the fat Mafuta Tyrande is the commander-in-chief of the army of the Kingdom of Eritvin plus the head of the armory.

The two men were equally powerful in the army, and they often fought secretly when William Tyrande was alive, and after William Tyrande's death, this contradiction began to surface and intensify.

However, compared to the contradictions between the two, it is the stability of the situation that is the most important issue.

"The envoys of the Salga Empire are unwilling to take responsibility, so there are rumors about William's death among the people, and it is impossible for us to fall out with the Sarga Empire. Mafuta, what the hell are we supposed to do? Confession? Or do you only catch the killer and fail to deal with the mastermind behind her? ”

"Brother Zaye, come, have a cup of tea and calm down." Maforta Tyrande gently pushes the teacup towards Zaye Tyrande.

Zaye Tyrande finished drinking the strong tea, he touched the tea on his lips, and said: "If we admit it, we will be despised by the people, and we will not be able to do it when the time comes." ”

At this time, Maforta Tyrande shook his head slightly, and he smiled innocently: "Brother Zaye, do you really think that the assassination of William was instigated by Freddie Barth?" ”

"Although I have some doubts, the golden seal is real."

"I don't think it's right."

"What's wrong? After his assassination, we can't find him in hiding, and the Sarga Empire won't hand over a prince to us, even if that prince is a loser in the civil war. ”

"No, no, no. Everyone can see that it is impossible for us to participate in the internal strife of the Salga Empire when William is alive, and it is even more impossible for us to participate in it when William is dead. Even if it is to provoke a struggle between the two countries, this method will not achieve this goal. ”

"You mean??" Zaye Tyrande wondered.

"I think it was someone inside the Kingdom of Eritwin who planned this assassination." Maforta Tyrande said this to Jovi Tyrande, who had been sitting there without speaking.

"How is that possible? Who has such resources, and I have also seen that woman with my own eyes, if it is from our Yelitvin Kingdom, such a beautiful woman, we should all know about him. Zaye Tyrande said with a frown.

"No, it was planned by the insiders of our kingdom." Maforta Tyrande smiled and said with a sad face.

The other two looked at each other, and both reacted.

In the current situation, if we do not take advantage of this incident to deter a wave, it is very likely that more thorns will emerge to oppose it in the coming days, and fortunately, William Tyrande's death will be arranged as a game of partisanship.