Unlike boring politicians who make a living by making a living by taking politics as their own profession, all qualified politicians must first have their own absolute program. This program may be a belief, a wish, or a path, guiding his or her behavior, even if it is a combination of vertical and horizontal, even if the conspiracy is despicable, even if it is lonely for a hundred years, although it has died nine times without regrets, although it is said by a thousand people, it is as willing as it is. Otherwise, it can't be carried out consistently, otherwise it is just a fine grass on the wall, and if it is otherwise, it will eventually become a marionette.

As for the Duke of Midamoa, although Moriarty does not know who he is, he can still conclude that he is resolute and ambitious only by knowing two or three things that have been rumored in the past. Especially during the more than ten years that the Duke was in power, Wolfgang's power developed extremely rapidly, and even many other forces within Krulod had been faintly united by Junkers in an attempt to curb the expansion of the Midamoya faction. Externally, Wolfgang further integrated his forces in the Hurricane Wasteland, and continued to extend his tentacles to Erathia. A few years ago, the eldest daughter of the Duke, Catherine, led her subordinates to openly wash the black market trade at Fort Ford with the dignity of the Shaman of the Scepter, and even fought with the defenders in the streets before Shi Shiran retreated, which shows how arrogant and domineering she is.

Now, it is the high-ranking Grand Duke of Wolfgang who has "defied the condemnation of the world" and openly implemented his "relief policy" in the United Kingdom, and his line of action has been ten years. If there is no special reason behind this, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

However, whatever the Grand Duke of Midamoa wanted to do, it had nothing to do with Moriarty at this point. So after a brief chat with Margaret about her father. It ended the conversation gently.

At this time, it was late at night, and under the moonlight, the big cloud was like a lonely cloud walking at night, and a hundred meters below was a vast wasteland with mottled shadows. Only a few bits of bonfires scattered in the vast night, as if telling the story of the wilderness to the moonlit sky.

Arranged for the vigil, Moriarty got up and left the captain's room to return to the cabin to rest. After a while, Margaret, who had been sitting still, also stood up, pursed her lips and followed. And in this regard, Clausewitz on the side was only unaware.

"Morty."

Outside Moriarty's rest cabin, Margaret hesitated for a long time, but finally knocked on the door. And Guderian, who was originally guarding the door, had long been frightened by the "terrible gaze" of the female werewolf and rolled away. The dwarves saw through it anyway. The affairs of this man and woman are beyond the control of others. What do you want to do?

"Well, come in and talk about it."

Moriarty did not rest, and immediately opened the door and let Margaret in.

"Sit down, what do you want to drink? What about black tea? ”

Let the werewolf sit down. Moriarty pulled out a pot from the table to the side. Inside is freshly brewed Retus black tea.

"Okay."

Margaret nodded. But he just took the teacup handed by the other party and put it on the desk casually.

"Morty, you... Is it really good with that Viscount? ”

After a moment of silence, he finally couldn't bear the entanglement in his heart. The werewolf asked.

"Yes."

"Why? Is that woman too beautiful? Or are you tired of Hayna's empathy? Aren't you already engaged? ”

Looking into each other's eyes, Margaret finally asked out loud what had been holding her heart all these days. However, it is quite embarrassing that there seems to be little reason to question Moriarty as a werewolf, at least for the main owner, Hyyna, Margaret is also a potential "enemy of love".

"Yes, I'm engaged, and I'm in love with Hayuna too." Moriarty lowered his eyes and said slowly.

"Then why are you doing this!?" Angry, unwilling, and vaguely hopeful, Margaery asked.

"Why..."

Raising his eyes and looking at the female werewolf with a flushed face, the corners of Moriarty's mouth twitched slowly, as if he was smiling bitterly, and as if he was laughing at himself.

Is it impossible to withstand the temptation of a beautiful woman-body? Is it the heart that shakes after a long absence? Or is it no match for the lonely light in Matiel's eyes in the glass room that night?

How many times have Moriarty asked himself, but he couldn't tell the answer.

"Why don't you speak?"

Looking at the other party's self-suffering and unfamiliar expression, Margaret suddenly felt a little heartache and some relief.

At least, the man in front of him was still the serious Moriarty. Hehe, it seems more like irony to say that a person who pedals two boats is "serious with affection". But compared to the great Junkers of Crolod who had many wives and concubines, or the old aristocrats of Erathia, who had too many lovers and illegitimate children to count, Moriarty was really as clean as a young brother.

"Have you ever heard of 'Red Roses and White Roses'?" At this moment, Moriarty suddenly spoke.

"Red Rose... White roses? Margaret couldn't help but be stunned, but then understood the other party's metaphor and nodded immediately.

"The red roses are delicate and colorful, and the enthusiasm is like fire; The white rose is pure and flawless, and lovable. Either way, it's the crown of flowers. But for me, the mistake was not to choose a red rose or a white rose, but to pick one after having chosen the other. This is also betrayal. ”

"Then why are you doing this?" Margaret said softly.

"Because of weakness... Or rather, I can't bear it..."

Moriarty shook his head, but didn't want to argue too much, because explanations would eventually become cover-ups. And the intolerance of one side is in turn the cruelty of the other. From this point of view, affection is ruthlessness, and heartlessness is ruthlessness.

"So what are you going to do in the future?" As if she understood something, the werewolf sighed lightly and said.

"A traitor can only think of despicable and clumsy stupid solutions."

Moriarty bowed his head, unwilling to go into further detail. Opposite, Margaret also fell silent. I don't know how long later, suddenly, the werewolf stood up, silently walked to the hatch, turned her back to Moriarty, and whispered, "What about me?" Where's my yellow rose? You, will you also be unbearable? ”

After saying that, Margaret directly opened the hatch and walked out quickly, without giving the other party a chance to answer.

And for this question that was close to a showdown, Moriarty wanted to answer, but he didn't know what to say.

Two days later, the Great Cloud officially entered United Kingdom airspace as it flew over the northern part of the Hurricane Heath and crossed the Krulord Border Line. Because the goblin airship has always maintained an altitude of more than six or seven hundred meters above sea level, it has not alerted any eyes on the ground along the way. Even if someone occasionally looks up, what they see is just a strange cloud with an unclear appearance. What's more, where have the thieves and orcs of the wasteland seen goblin airships from the land of mages.

However, shortly after the Great Cloud entered the Saline Fields of Southcona, a suspicious dark shadow appeared in the distant sky. Then, as if suddenly spotting the intruding airship, the black shadow flew straight towards it, and did not stop until it was in the airspace above about five hundred meters away from the Great Cloud, and then continued to circle around the airship, as if it was scouting for something.

"Your Excellency, it's the Electric Falcon Knight."

Even before the shadow flew close to the Great Cloud, Clausewitz had already alerted Moriarty through the Guò magic sandbox. Moreover, according to his judgment, the Krulod Sky Knights who have the right to operate openly in the area around Wolfsburg must be the "Desert Storm Air Cavalry Company" affiliated with Wolfgang, otherwise they would have been defeated by the Duke a long time ago.

When the black shadow approached the goblin airship, Moriarty and the others immediately recognized that it was indeed an electric falcon with a wingspan of more than ten meters and a snow-white plumage. On the back of the Falcon sat a heavily armed Beamon berserker, staring at the approach.

"Margaret, it seems to be the Flying Detective Knight of the Grand Duke of Midamoa, go and talk to him, and ask him to inform the Duke of our arrival and arrange the landing."

Blessed with a "see-through eye", Moriarty looked with interest at the Electric Falcon Knight, who was constantly making various vigilant maneuvers in the air. To be honest, this is also the first time he has seen this kind of empty ride, and it is indeed quite remarkable. Let's not talk about the mid-level Beamon Berserker who has reached level six, and the electric falcon with its sturdy body and sharp beak alone is enough to attract attention. And according to rumors, the electric falcon is also a well-known flying monster, born with the ability to summon a "lightning beam", which is as powerful as a simple version of "Thunderbolt Lightning". Coupled with its excellent flight ability and air combat mobility, it is definitely a "pacesetter in air combat" at the level of the whole continent.

The werewolf woman seems to be no stranger to the Electric Falcon Sky Ride, and goes directly to the side of the airship deck and releases a sign signal exclusive to Wolfgang to the other party.

When he saw the signal sign of his own house on the opposite "strange spaceship", the electric falcon was also stunned, but then leaned over, and then saw that it was Margaret herself standing on the side of the ship. You know, the most respected and loved in Wolfsburg is undoubtedly the Duke of Midamoa, and the most loved and pursued is the beautiful second lady of the Duke's family, Margaret, and even the Sky Knight himself is her admirer. However, out of tactical discipline and the military qualities of an excellent detective knight, the Electric Falcon Air Rider still did not immediately engage with the airship, but still maintained a "safe bottom line distance" of at least 50 meters from it. In this regard, Moriarty couldn't help but nod secretly, praising Wolfgang's combat strength.

However, when Clausewitz and several Wolfgang mid-tier Beamon also appeared behind Margaret in full armor, laughing and greeting her, the Electric Falcon Rider really let down his guard and slowly landed on the deck of the airship.

Then, accompanied by the werewolf, Moriarty greeted the electric falcon knight. (To be continued......)