The undercurrents of the empire are surging, the people are panicking, and the commoners are unaware of this, and on the surface, it seems that Jessel has returned to his former peace.

There were few people on Maple Leaf Avenue, but the road where the nobles often gathered was crowded with horse-drawn carriages, and the nobles gathered here tacitly, trying to spy on the real thoughts of others through the staggering of funds, so as to divide each other's camps.

Led Angelyl into the seafood shop he frequented, Oreo didn't look for the waiter to ask for a place on the terrace, the two searched for a corner in the hall and sat down, and the waiter hurried over after greeting the guests at the other table.

Angelelle ignored Oreo and ordered her favorite crabs and fish, and then asked for two bottles of Pinot Grigio.

The waiter nodded and left quickly, they had been busy for the past few days.

The hall was filled with people, and the sound of commotion and glass clashing behind screens rang out. Without looking at the expressions of those people at all, Angelyl knew that their expressions must be as anxious as the man in front of them.

The food was quickly served, and Angelyl looked at Oreo through the decanter, and after seeing that the latter seemed to notice her, she pointed to the bottle to the side.

"Would you like a few drinks?"

"Okay."

Oreo unexpectedly agreed, but his eyes were still wandering from side to side, and his face was full of concern.

Angelyl withdrew her gaze and sighed deeply.

"Are you doubting yourself more and more?"

Oreo turned his head, narrowing slightly, then nodded.

"Angelo is a smart man, and he's on the top, and he sees the situation in Jessel better than anyone else."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Angelyl shook her head, she glanced at Oreo's eyes, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly under the goose-yellow light.

"Let's talk about Dafinca, I find her to behave strangely."

"Let her go, no matter who she is instructed by, it will not affect the ending."

Oreo paused, "Besides, she's a poor girl. ”

"Listen to me first."

Angelyl rolled her eyes, "I noticed that she had recently developed again. ”

“......”

Oreo lowered his head and forked a piece of oyster, "Why are you talking to me about this?" ”

"I just think it's weird."

Angelyl pointed her fingers, "She said that she was born in 209, and she is not yet 18 years old this year, but judging from her body alone, she is past the age of a girl, at least 30 years old." ”

"So ......"

Oreo showed a suspicious gaze, he glanced at Dafinka twice before going out, but he didn't think about those evil aspects, why did Angelyl say that, did she want to create a new obsession for herself?

Angelyl thought his gaze was doubting herself, and she frowned.

"Are you doubting me? I've been in brothels for so many years, and I can't be wrong with that. ”

Oreo nodded slightly.

"Why is that?"

"That's what I want to tell you."

Angelyl looked around, then leaned her head over.

"What is the aftermath of that dragon magic cast?"

"A few obsessions ......"

"That's the undead, I mean, what is the price to pay if humans were to perform this dragon magic for someone else, whether it would be the appearance of old age, or the death that would come early."

Oreo quickly understood what she meant. "You mean...... Dafinka became like that because she cast dragon magic? ”

"There's such speculation, so I'm watching her all these days."

Oreo frowned slightly, his expression visibly serious.

"Did you find anything?"

"Nothing special was found, she spent most of the day looking at the astrological scrolls, and the rest of the time she nestled in her room playing with the teddy brown bear, and even slept together."

"Does Lord Chaborent know this?"

Angelyl lowered her head and flicked the broccoli on her plate with her fork.

"I wondered if I would tell him about it, but I was afraid he would be upset."

"Don't tell me."

Oreo sighed and raised his glass to touch Angelil.

As soon as he put his glass to his lips, a piercing scream suddenly came from a distance, and the street outside boiled in the blink of an eye, and the guests near the door stood up in unison, looking out the window with shocked eyes, and their mouths were full of talk.

Not long ago, a man fell from the opposite terrace, his eyes wide open, and in a moment the blood pooled under him.

Oreo drank the wine from his glass, not looking to pay attention to what was going on there, but he couldn't help but get louder and louder.

"Who did this?"

"I know him, a guest of Duke Wajidi, from the south."

"From the south?"

Someone looked up at the terrace, there was only one terrace in every restaurant, and it wasn't hard to tell who was sitting there, and soon someone said the man's name.

"It's the Duke of Imiti."

The name spread like a rumor, and everyone knew that Duke Imiti and Duke Wajidi had incompatible personalities, and it was no wonder that Duke Wajidi's guests dared to openly provoke Duke Imiti, and it was no wonder that he would be thrown off the terrace.

The golden army in charge of security in the city soon came, and the three-star commander led by him quickly found out the identity of the deceased, no matter how he dealt with it, he would offend a certain duke, and he could not afford to offend anyone.

The onlookers obviously knew this, and it was always pleasant to watch the majesty of the Golden Army swept away, and it also involved a dispute between the two nobles, who were gathering on both sides of the street, as if they were watching an interesting show in the theater.

"Clean up this place."

The three-star commander instructed his subordinates, and he decided to bring this person's body back to the City Patrol Bureau, and as for what to do next, he had to ask the people above to decide.

"How did he die?"

Someone whispered behind his back.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows how this person died, and he obviously wanted to embarrass the Golden Army by asking such a deliberate question. Many viewers noticed this figure, he was standing behind the Golden Army with his hands behind his back, although he couldn't see his face clearly while wearing a top hat, but he didn't have to think about it to know that he was a big man.

The three-star commander clenched his fists, if he was in normal times, he would definitely teach this rising bird a lesson, but now that Duke Yimiti was upstairs, he definitely didn't want the crowd to talk about it below, so he had to pretend not to hear this, and urged his subordinates to clean up the corpse.

"He fell down from the stairs, why don't you go up and ask what's going on?"

The voice sounded again, and seeing that the three-star commander still did not reply, the man who spoke took off his top hat and stared at his back solemnly.

Someone recognized the young face, and the street suddenly fell silent, and the three-star commander turned around hesitantly, and the short shirt in the armor was soaked in cold sweat in an instant.

"Ai ...... Lord Albert. ”

Albert ignored him, and he pushed away the two soldiers gathered around the corpse, frowning.

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