In the depths of the palace, a mournful voice rang out.

"Badr, come and watch your father for me."

"Yes."

A middle-aged man pushed the door in, his face was full of sadness, he was wearing a fancy dress, his body was thin, and he looked sick.

The woman continued.

"The day of celebration is almost here, and I don't know how long your father will last."

Just listening to the words, this must be a good wife who is worried about her husband's condition.

But in fact, she had been looking at her fingernails, looking leisurely and unfazed.

The eldest prince, Badr, sat obediently at the head of his father's bed, and he stared blankly at his father.

Ivan Bedford's eyes were open, cloudy, and he looked in the direction where Badr was, as it had been all these days.

I don't know since when His Majesty Bedford, who used to be powerful and powerful, became like this, and I heard the doctor say that it seems to be a lung disease.

"Father."

Badr called out in a low voice.

When there was no answer, he sighed and reached out to take his father's hand.

Because of the bedridden for many days, the old emperor's limbs were swollen and his fingers were extremely hot.

This situation made Badr feel that his father's life was on fire, and that it would soon be destroyed.

He didn't seem ready to lose his father, and his expression became more and more sad.

The woman glanced at her son, and she sneered.

"Did you find it?"

Badr seemed unconcerned about this, and he replied.

"Commander Gaia has arrived at the palace, and I have instructed him about this."

The woman sighed and said.

"I've heard that he has a good personal relationship with Redia, aren't you worried?"

Badr turned, and he said listlessly.

"Queen Mother, there's nothing to worry about, the dragon's eye is in our hands, and Moshener's hobby is just an ornament."

"There's more than one dragon's eye in the continent of Ekassina."

The woman sat up straight, and could tell that she was eager to reprimand Badr.

"I've heard that dragon blood can also activate Moshen's cravings. Redia won't sit still, you don't give him a chance to roll over. ”

Letting go of his right hand, Badr stared straight at the floor with his eyes downcast.

"Father won't live for a week, and the Frostwolf Legion is still in the north, so they will definitely not be able to catch up in such a short time. On Rhaedia's own, he didn't have the slightest chance. ”

"Badr."

Calling out Badr's name, the woman said hatefully, "You are too arrogant! ”

Badr turned around expressionlessly, he didn't like his mother very much.

He doesn't know much about everything, but he always thinks that he has a plan, and he has never seen anyone more arrogant and arrogant than his mother.

Accustomed to her son's indifference, the woman said coldly.

"Before you became the emperor, you thought you had a chance to win? Have I ever taught you to be humble and prudent? ”

Unable to stand the woman's preaching, Badr stood up, and a look gradually appeared in his listless eyes.

"I still have something to do, take care of my father for me."

After saying that, he didn't look back, and strode out of the dormitory.

Seeing that Badr actually dared to disobey his will, an angry expression appeared on Hyrule's face.

She gasped, slashed the fruit cup in her hand, and screamed.

"Won't anyone clean it up!"

Hearing this, the two maids hurried in, they didn't dare to look into Hyrule's eyes, and quickly cleaned up the mess on the ground.

Angry, Hyrule dropped another teacup, the splinters brushing the cheeks of a maid, but she didn't dare to say anything and continued to clean up the debris on the ground.

After venting, Hyrule's mood improved a little, and she sat back in her place, continuing to admire her fingernails.

......

Snow Hill, outside Pamela Estate.

Oreo jumped off his horse, and he shouted and shouted.

"Angelyl, you don't know how lively the manor is."

Angelyl stood on tiptoe, leaned on the bottom of the railing, and craned her head to watch.

Quite a few nobles gathered on the lawn, each with a bow and arrow, as if they were throwing a hunting party.

Retracting her gaze, she patted the dust off her hands.

"Mr. Oreo, Sheriff Tamia just said that there are quite a few prostitutes on their way, but there are so many people present, can the three of us catch them all?"

Leaning against the wall and sitting down, Oreo muttered muttered as he chewed on the roots.

"There are a hundred or so people in the manor, and there are children and girls, and I don't think Your Excellency Pamela will do that."

The thought of this kind of party made Angelyl feel scared for a while, she used to go to such parties often.

Especially after that operation, now she sees that every nobleman feels like a well-dressed beast.

Looking into the railing for a moment, Angelyl whispered.

"I still haven't seen Duke Pamela, maybe he's in Magpie Tower."

Oreo glanced at Angelyl, he knew she was worried, but it was clear that her worries were unnecessary.

"Don't worry, Tamia is following those prostitutes, and if the situation is not right, go in immediately...... However, Duke Pamela is not a good stubble, he is the former commander of the Black Crane Army, and his life is not so easy to take. ”

Angelyl hesitated.

"Mr. Oreo, if you really find it difficult, why don't we collect evidence this time first, and then kill Duke Pamela next time when there are fewer people?"

"Angelyl ......"

Oreo hesitated and said, "You're right, but I promised Tamia, so no matter how many people are inside, I'm going to save the lives of those prostitutes today." ”

"Mr. Oreo."

Angelyl whispered Oreo's name, but when Oreo turned her head, she didn't say anything.

Seeing Angelil's hesitation, Oreo said calmly.

"What do you want to say?"

Angelelle shook her head repeatedly.

"Nothing."

Oreo frowned, Angelyl clearly had something in mind when she said that.

"Say it, or I won't take you in."

It's a low-level threat, but it's a good thing for Angelil.

She slowly sat down beside Oreo, reaching out to hug her knees with a melancholy expression of contemplation.

"Mr. Oreo, I've been thinking about ...... a long time"

After thinking for a moment, Angelil plucked up her courage and changed her words.

"With your status, there is no need to help us pariahs at all, in fact, you must have a purpose in staying in the back third street, right?"

When she asked the question, she expected Oreo to be angry, but he only raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I don't have a purpose, but I have several reasons, do you want to hear about it?"

Angelyl sniffed.

"Well, listen."

Oreo sat cross-legged and reached for his ankles, a very relaxing position.

He stared at the clouds in the sky and spoke slowly.

"When I was young, I also longed for the big world, but later I found out that the big world is just like that, the powerful spend a lot of money, but in the end they still taste joy, anger and sorrow."

Angelelle clearly didn't understand Oreo's words, and she frowned, her face full of confusion.

Oreo continued.

"Although it is said that being envied is part of the life of the aristocracy, I do not derive pleasure from it. Especially after living on Back 3rd Street with Atifa for a while, I didn't want to go back to my old life. ”

Angelyl said quietly.

"It's still because of my sister......"

"Uh......"

Oreo scratched his ears and explained, "Your sister is also part of the reason. ”