To be able to become the prime minister of the Venada Empire in such a capacity, Mo Ning has always been a cautious person, but today's events are so bizarre that he must ask Albert for clarification.

The streamer gradually condensed in Albert's dormitory, the room empty, the doors and windows closed.

Mo Ning frowned, and he instantly locked onto another spot, a rich light bursting from his eyes.

Yeselle is full of mana detection devices, but this is the staff dormitory of the Astrology Tower, where light element fluctuations are a normal thing, and he needs to run a large-scale spatial transmission magic to reach his destination without noticing.

As the light of the circle lit up and went out, the environment around Mo Ning changed again, and he stood in a spacious hall, the high ceiling was stamped with statues of gods, and all sides were surrounded by colorful glass glass, which divided the sunlight into various colors.

"Albert!"

He cried out in a low voice, his voice splashing a circle of dust that flew in all directions like ghosts growing in an ancient mansion.

No one answered him until the dust fell, but Moning had caught the elemental torrent in the air, and he flickered and appeared in a quaint study.

The two men in the room were not surprised by his presence, Albert slumped on the sofa with a sad face, and Oreo sat in the chair behind the desk, almost blending in with the darkness.

A second breath was heard in the room, and Monin turned his head to find a woman on the couch behind the reception table, dressed in a white Tutan dress, and if memory serves, Filia was dressed the same way today, after all, they had a Tutan-style wedding.

Mourning's eyes widened.

"Albert, did you know that there are two Filia?"

"Of course I do. There were two teams in the wedding team, the first team was fake, according to the plan they should have appeared at the wedding scene, and the second team was the real Filia, if it wasn't for the presence of His Royal Highness Oreo, they would all be dead. ”

Albert pointed to the woman.

"She was cursed, and she will die immediately, and Tutan will not be able to return to heaven when he comes."

Feeling a little complicated, Mourning slowly sat down in the chair across from Oreo, dust spitting out from the cracks in the cushions.

If the scripts of those people were followed, the real Filia would be killed by them, and the fake Filia would be sent to the wedding scene.

If this Filia died on the spot at the wedding......

"Hiss......"

Mo Ning took a deep breath, "They want to frame the Walden family!" ”

Albert nodded.

"The empire has suffered several defeats, and everyone's pockets are shriveled except for the Waldens. In this situation, whoever can own the wealth of the Walden family will have the chips to win. The Middletons are definitely on His Majesty's side, and Philia's death will cause conflict between the Middletons and the Walden families, and those people obviously don't want His Majesty to get this bargaining chip. ”

Mourning gestured to the woman.

"Can you get something out of her mouth?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so."

Mourning was tempted to find a place to rest, but the current situation did not allow him to do so.

He looked at Oreo.

"The empire is about to be reshuffled, aren't you going to go to the table?"

Oreo shook his head, then pointed to the map behind him.

"That's right."

Mo Ning smiled reluctantly, "The East Ikra people are coming, but the empire is in chaos, I really suspect that many people are ready to defect to the East Ikra Empire, after all, they were originally East Ikra people......"

With a "whoosh", Oreo suddenly stood up.

Following his gaze, the two of them saw the unconscious woman suddenly writhing, her face aching, presumably the spell that had been planted.

Oreo took out the Black Gospel, and Albert thought he was trying to save the woman's life, but watched as the woman's soul was pulled out of her body and turned into a wisp of black smoke into the Black Gospel.

“......”

Albert sat back with a blank face, "I guess it's hopeless." ”

Closing the Black Gospel, Oreo pulled his legs and walked out the door, Mourning shouted.

"What are you going to do?"

Oreo pointed to the map.

"Isn't that wrong?"

Mo Ning couldn't keep calm in front of this man, "You want to go back to Turin?" Right now? ”

Oreo nodded, but was caught by Albert.

"Now is your best chance, you can't forget your mission just because you lost a woman!"

He turned to look at Monin. "Maybe Filia isn't married yet, we can still help you get her back!"

Oreo really wanted to give each of these two living treasures a big mouth, but he really didn't bother to explain it.

As for Atifa's deception to him, he can only forget it, who made him love Atifa.

Mourning also stopped in front of Oreo, his expression very serious.

"You may really let it go, but don't forget that this country was created by your father's own hands, and the empire is in turmoil, and you want to stay out of it in such a time of crisis?"

"Uh......"

Albert hesitated, "Shouldn't he stay out of it?" ”

"Shut up."

Mo Ning's lips flew up and down, "Yesel is your hometown, Venada is your homeland, can you watch this country fall apart!" If the Vinada Empire were to be incorporated into the Ikra territory, do you really think Okasim would be in a safe place? ”

is worthy of being the prime minister of the empire, and it should have been said that a normal person would have been moved a long time ago, but unfortunately Oreo has never belonged to the category of normal people.

He took a half-step back, then waved at the two of them like a fly.

Mo Ning said helplessly.

"Can you tell me why you came to Jessel? You don't want either Philia or the throne, do you just come to see the scenery? ”

Oreo scratched his head, and the dark flames took over the woman's eyes, and she suddenly spoke, causing Albert to shudder.

"Atifa wants me to be the Emperor of Venada, and she tricked me into coming to Jessel on the grounds that Filia is in trouble, but I don't want to be the Emperor, I just want to accompany Atifa."

"So it's for Filia, right?"

Mo Ning narrowed his eyes, "The Middleton family will always be loyal to Emperor Venada, if the empire collapses, their family will all die, of course you will not sit idly by and watch this happen, you will still have to come to Yesel at that time." ”

Without giving Oreo a chance to fight back, he said quickly.

"You're saying you just want Filia's life, but do you think Filia thinks like you? Her family died due to the fall of the empire, do you think she will listen to you at that time? It couldn't be simpler. ”

Albert added on the sidelines.

"And what's so bad about being an emperor?"

Oreo slowly spun his head and tilted his head to stare at the two of them.

"So you're going to help me, right?"

Albert smiled reassuringly.

"Of course."

"But you may die."

Oreo changed his words, and although he couldn't see his expression, the two of them noticed that he was in a much lower mood.

"I've made a lot of friends over the years, and we've moved forward hand in hand with a shared belief, and many people have died in the process, but I've always been alive. For them death is relief, but for me it is an extremely heavy burden. ”

He untied the big one, and the bones were craggy under his clothes.

"It's a blessing for you to be alive, but it's a torment for me, and you don't want to experience how painful it is."

He closed the big box and slipped the black gospel into his pocket.

"But I can't die, I'm carrying the beliefs of my friends, and I can be liberated when I complete them, so don't impose more beliefs on me. As for Filia...... That's for later, let's talk about it later. ”

The pathos of the undead spread in the air, and they piled up in the room layer by layer, like thick glue, and Mourning and Albert couldn't say a word, watching Oreo walk out of the room step by step.

He slowly walked into the darkness, holding the spiral staircase with one hand, and walked down the stairs one step at a time, the colorful window flowers constantly changing on his big curtain, and the dust spread with his steps, and the footsteps gradually faded away, as if they had disappeared into history with everything in this room.

He stopped in front of the door and looked back at the room through the reflection of the doorknob, the final farewell.

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