On the 12th day of the seventh month of the royal calendar, the residents of Tallinn were surprised to find that the gendarmes blocked every road, even the nobles passed through strict checks, and the commoners were warned to "don't go out unless there was anything important!", as if an unknown shadow hung over Tallinn, and people speculated whether to start another war......

Paris walked out of the Inspectorate in a neat uniform, followed by two rows of heavily armed soldiers, their armor wrapped tightly in their bodies, their long swords emitting a cold light, each with a murderous aura.

Seeing them, the residents muttered to themselves that someone in Tallinn was about to lose their heads, and hurried back to their homes and closed the gates, for fear that the gendarmes would target them with suspicion.

"Inform the detachment blocking the city gates that today everyone is not allowed to enter or leave Tallinn. Paris mounted his horse and commanded his lieutenant: "Always keep an eye on the direction of the city gates, and if anyone wants to force their way through the gates, kill them on the spot!"

The adjutant took the order and left.

Paris, on the other hand, led the soldiers straight in the direction of the city center, where Norrington Castle was located.

"He must be there!" Paris was silent, in view of his authority, he had not turned the direction of the search to Norrington Castle, as the center of power in the whole of Tallinn, Norrington Castle represented too much meaning, if it were not for the urgency of the situation, and Duke Rob had just left the tower, even if Paris was given a few more dares, he would not dare to take the gendarmes to search there.

But what lies ahead of Paris is still a problem.

Although Duke Rob is not in the castle, Miss Lena is still there, and what if she insists on refusing to let herself complete the search, or if Bran is simply covering up for her?

"Inspector General, can you handle that girl?" asked the priest who seemed to see through Paris's thoughts, and the priest disguised as an inspector of the Inspectorate asked softly.

"The Duke is not here, and I am the commander of Tallinn. Paris said expressionlessly: "Even if she is the heir of the Duke, she has no right to interfere with the work of the Supervision Department before she inherits the title!"

Receiving Paris's affirmative response, the priest nodded in satisfaction, "This is our last chance, and we can't afford to make any mistakes." ”

With the crisp clash of gendarmes' armor and the sound of neat footsteps, the outline of Norrington Castle soon appeared in everyone's sight.

Paris watched the castle from afar, and the cunning adversary must be hiding inside, and now all he had to do was take the gendarmes to pull him out and cut off his head.

The next thing has already been planned, and if necessary, even Miss Lina can keep her mouth shut forever.

At the risk of his own life, he cooperated with the Holy See, and everything promised by the Holy See must be under one premise.

That is, Bran must die.

Once the war began, and the Duke of Norrington would soon die in "an accident", Paris would be the only one qualified to take over the place as commander.

The authority established in war is far more powerful than any traditional title of blood.

And the Holy See ......

Paris glanced at the priest who was following him, and sneered to himself.

Don't think I don't know what you're trying to manipulate me?

You're taking me for that idiot of Cardin II!

......

The servants of Norrington Castle saw a group of gendarmes coming from a distance, and although they had heard of the current situation in Tallinn recently, no one expected that the Inspectorate would set its eyes on the Duke's castle.

Is Paris crazy?

There were two teams of guards standing at the gate of the castle, and they immediately raised their spears in their hands, and the captain at the head stood at the gate of the castle, looking at the gendarmes who still did not stop, and frowned.

"The Ombudsman's Lackey ......"

The captain of the guard scolded in a low voice, stretched out his palm and shouted: "Stop, you have entered the jurisdiction of the castle, unload your weapons and equipment, and retreat thirty meters!"

Paris rolled over and jumped off his horse, completely ignoring the captain's warning, and headed straight for the castle.

"Please show your communication card!" The captain looked at Paris who was approaching and said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, I will fight back with an illegal invasion!"

Paris looked at the castle gate close at hand, and his expression became fierce.

"The Ombudsman is searching for a spy, please cooperate with us. Paris took a deep breath and handed the other party a document with the seal of the Ombudsman: "This is a search warrant!"

"You can make a lot of this kind of stuff at will!" However, the captain of the guard did not take the documents handed by Paris, he sneered: "I don't recognize any search warrants from the Inspectorate, I only recognize the correspondence card issued by the Duke!"

"Moreover, when will the search warrant from the Inspectorate be able to investigate the Duke's Castle?" the captain of the guard looked at the two columns of fully armored gendarmes behind Paris, "Your motives are very suspicious to surround the castle with soldiers when the Duke left Tallinn!"

Paris's eyes narrowed, his eyes became cold, and he sneered, "Are you doubting my loyalty to the Norrington family?

"Don't dare, it's just that your behavior is indeed a bit overstepping. The captain of the guard refused to retreat at all, and even in the face of the notorious Supervision Hall, he did not show a look of fear: "If you want to enter the castle, I can ask Miss Lina for instructions first, and I may be able to let you pass when you are disarmed, but like you, you want to lead troops into the castle with a document of unknown origin, sorry, I can't do it!"

The priest stood silently.

Paris didn't show much anger, but his face darkened, and the soldiers who knew him well chuckled in their hearts, knowing that their immediate boss had already moved to kill.

A bloody slaughter at Norrington Castle?

Could it be that Lord Paris wants to take power from the Duke?

The gendarmes felt a parchment of their mouths.

Paris looked indifferent and drew his sword directly.

"Prepare for battle!" the captain of the guard roared, and the guards raised their spears and axes in unison.

"One last warning to you, the Inspectorate will handle the case and get out of the way. Paris pressed the tip of his sword against the Captain's shoulder, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen next." ”

"I'll also give you one last reply," the captain looked firm, "I can't do it." ”

The air seemed to freeze, and the gendarmes could even hear the "thumping" of their own hearts.

Paris's knuckle on the hilt of his sword bulged slightly, and he took a step forward.

The captain of the guard directly swung the hand axe in his hand.

"Inspector General, Knight Norben, what are you doing?" a crisp voice came from behind.

Lina stood inside the castle, looking at the two of them with a blank face.

"The duke is not here, do you want to make a riot?"