The sun shines on the face, warm, itchy, and fragrant......

Fragrant?

Karl Sardar opened his eyes, sweated in shock, jumped up from the bench and said, "Damn it! Damn it! Fall asleep again, Your Highness the Princess forgive me!"

This is the terrace of a small castle, surrounded by mountains and unusually steep. On the transparent barrier that covered the castle, birds that looked like griffins swept by, and the chirping of young griffins echoed in the distant hills, worthy of the hinterland of the Griffin Mountains.

On the bench not far from Sardar, a weak and brittle voice said very seriously: "Mr. Sardar, since you have shouldered the task of guarding me, you must do your duty conscientiously. If the other knights dozed off at work, like you, wouldn't the palace become a vegetable market, and the city gates an ornament?"

A young girl turned her head to look at him, her long, straight dark blonde hair spilling onto her shoulders with her movements, and her pretty face, which looked like white jade porcelain, was pink and mouth-watering.

The girl stared at Sardar with light blue jewel-like eyes and said, "Therefore, I do not forgive, Mr. Sardar, the punishment is ...... Don't wash your face today!"

Sadar's old face was so wrinkled that he could wring out the water, but he was stunned when he heard this, and was about to wipe it, but the girl said, "Don't wipe it either!"

Next to the bench stood a maid about the same age as the girl, covering her mouth and smiling.

Sardar took out the mirror and saw that his face was painted like a cat, and he was furious: "Trixi!

The maid named Trish snorted: "What happened to me who painted it? Who made you sleep so dead, and snoring, so noisy that Her Royal Highness couldn't sleep! Your Highness can't sleep at night, and can only sleep in the sun during the day, you don't know." ”

Sardar bowed his head in fear and saluted: "I'm sorry, Your Highness Princess, I really have an unforgivable sin!"

"Well, I don't want to sleep now, you don't have to guard me, go about your own business", the princess waved her hand gracefully, "remember my orders, I will check it at dinner." ”

Sardar was distressed, but Her Highness the Princess's orders could not be disobeyed, so he had to salute and leave, thinking about where to hide, and not to be caught by Tarence. When the time came, the old man asked what was going on, knowing that he was dozing off at work, but he would count him down for the whole day.

After Sardar left, a master and a servant on the terrace giggled at the same time, and the maiden, who was called Her Royal Highness, laughed especially happily.

The princess pointed at the maid and said in a rough voice: "Trissy, you're mischievous again!"

The maid complained unruly: "It's obviously painted by the princess, it's really wronged!"

The two of them laughed and fell into a heap on the bench, scratching each other's armpits, until at last all there was only gasping strength.

After breathing for a long time, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old princess said in a low voice: "The days here are really happy, I have never been so relaxed and happy in my life." Thank you Trissy, thank you for being with me. ”

The maid subconsciously said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I am your maid, and serving you is my mission." ”

The princess said dissatisfiedly: "Call me Rylor, as I said, when no one is around, I call my name." ”

Her tone became a little plaintive: "Also, if it weren't for your mission, wouldn't you be with me?

The maid Trisy hugged her: "Of course I like it, Gong...... Your Highness, there is no one who does not like you. ”

"I'll just like it, oh, and Grandpa Tarence and Mr. Sardar...... Anyway, everyone in this castle", the princess replied to Tricy, "Count Hansen does not like me, and I don't like him, and I am always tired every time I see him." ”

Hearing this name, Cui Qian's expression darkened, and she gently patted the princess's back and said, "That's not good, Your Highness, at least you can't let the earl see that you are tired of him, after all, you can only survive by relying on his protection." ”

The princess shook her head: "I want to go to the Divine Plateau, I want to leave this place and stay with Her Highness the Witches, what Mr. Sardar said is so interesting." ”

Trisy sighed, "But you are a princess, the princess of the kingdom of Casther. Even Grandpa Tarence can't take you away. ”

The princess buried her head in Tricy's chest and was silent for a while before she said, "So, Grandpa Tarence and Mr. Sardar are like Count Hansen, and in their eyes, I am a tool, right?"

Trisy froze, speechless for a long time.

In the room deep in the castle, Sardar had a big flower face, his hand pressed the Silk Witch Radio, and he was engrossed in receiving information.

He wanted to hide, but at this time of the day, he had to contact the central government through the radio, and he did not escape the jokes of Tarens and others.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and said a little weakly: "The white rats and Helva of the intelligence bureau will arrive today, and Her Highness Tina and Insi still have something to do in the west, and they will not be able to come here until two days late." ”

The old man, dressed in a simple linen robe, looked solemn and spirited, shook his head and said, "I can't wait, I have to leave for Damia tomorrow." The spark of revolution in the southeast has already been ignited, and it is necessary to have correct guidance. Damia and Leib did not communicate very well, the two sides disagreed, and there was no one to make a decision. ”

"Don't worry about communication, Damia's side can directly contact the central government. ”

The old man was none other than Tarens, who worked in Koster as a special representative of the Central Committee of the CPF and as the director of the branch of the CPF.

"Leib's side...... It's complicated. ”

The young man next to him sighed: "Old director, you go over and talk to him." All he was thinking about was the Kobold Legion, and he and the leaders of the Kobold Legion were also at odds with His Highness Damia. ”

The young man was Ravel, the Priest of Thorns, who had previously worked in the Unrelated Valley, and when Tarence arrived in Kester, he was in dire need of reliable local members, so he took him with him.

Tarence snorted: "I understand the local feelings of those who are the Presenters, but our cause of cosmopolitanism is a game of chess for all Fern, how can we put the interests of the Fortress at the forefront?"

The old man's fingers poked the table with a bang: "This is a mistake in the route! How did things happen on Norton's side in the first place, it is because the route is wrong, and the more active the action, the bigger the mistake!"

Ravel was still speaking for his colleagues: "Leib wasn't that radical, he actually tried his best. Most of the leaders in the Koster Eagle Legion were hastily developed, and the slogan of twisting them into a rope was to overthrow the Mad King and liberate the Koxter, and the Koxes themselves were in charge. ”

"Most people still have revolutionary consciousness, but they don't have enough understanding of the revolution," the old man said, "I will work hard to win over as many people as possible." As for those who preach that the CCP is about to invade the Kester, and advocate that the revolutionary Kist themselves have the final say, they are no longer a question of understanding, but a matter of position. ”

The old man's tone became deep: "We will never shoot at the revolutionary masses, but we will not be polite to those who bewitch the masses to fight for their personal interests and wrong positions!"

Sardar gasped for breath next to him, and said with a smile: "The Mobile Fortress is not a few days away from the Broken Sword Fortress, look at what those guys are doing." ”

Then he restrained his smile and said hesitantly, "Since this is the case now, Princess Reloel is here, we can't continue to let her stay here." That Hansen, at first glance, is a wavering opportunist, if the mad king and his army are going to fight the young master's side, he may jump over the wall and sell the princess and us. ”

Tarence and Lavelle looked at him in unison, their eyes full of surprise.

This guy who is stupid and ran over to be a correspondent, why did his brain be so good all of a sudden?

"Sardar", Tarence sighed, "these things came to mind after your knightly faith pushed your mind, right?"

Tarence took Sardar and Lavelle to connect with Count Hansen, who was planning to support Belino's sister and contact many old nobles to capture Griffon City as the royal capital of Novium.

Hansen's plan failed before it could be carried out, and Belino captured his sister and killed the entire family, and their heads became another batch of refreshers in front of the palace gates.

However, Belino missed one person, and it was his niece Reloel. According to the aristocratic inheritance law, Relore is the only descendant of the old king's line, except for Belino, who still has the right to inherit.

The plan to attack Griffon City was nullified, and Count Hansen had no choice but to take Relore to safety and look for another opportunity. At this time, Tarence and Hansen connected to the line, and Hansen was naturally overjoyed, and in order to show his sincerity, he even arranged Talence and them to the small castle hidden by Reyrol, as the underground activity base of the Fei Gong.

For the Fergon, the line between Count Hansen and Reyrol connected many of the old nobles of Caster. They also had a considerable population and land in their hands, a line that could not be easily broken while Belino was still a common enemy on both sides.

Of course, Fei Gong didn't think about relying on the old nobles to do anything, but before they actually mastered the kster, it was easy for these people to do bad things, and they couldn't stop it.

"Belino hasn't gone south yet, we can't give up our efforts," Tarence said earnestly, "I know that your mind is full of knightly, and when you meet a princess, you want to serve wholeheartedly, even at the cost of your life." However, her identity is special, and she is related to the fate of countless people, so I don't need to repeat the following words......, right? Well, your young master should have talked to you carefully. ”

Sadar's flowery face twisted a few times, and finally froze in a state of stupidity, with a long sigh of helplessness.

"Knight's ......"

Sadar's thoughts turned in another direction, he raised his palm, and thought bitterly: "Your Majesty Xiuma has become a military god, if I want to go with His Majesty Xiuma, I won't be able to be the young master's guard captain." I don't know the new god of knights, he is cold to me, I have fallen to the first level of knights, what should I do?"

Ravel was thinking about Count Hansen at this time, and he said worriedly: "Our Mobile Fortress has shocked Finn, and it is strange that Bellino's side has not reacted so far. I always felt that the madman couldn't say that he was going to make a big move, and then that guy Hansen would ...... Director, you know, his kind of person is absolutely unreliable. ”

"Well, you guys have to be prepared," said Tarence, "and when the white rat's team arrives, it should be more safe and secure, and if anything happens, evacuate immediately." ”

Sardar hurriedly said, "You have to bring Princess Reloel!"

Tarence and Lavelle looked at each other, then at Sadar at the same time, but neither spoke.

If she breaks with the old nobility of Kist, Princess Ryrol will not only lose her value, but also be a burden.

There was never a savior, nor did it depend on kings and gods......

Although the consciousness of the revolutionary forces developed by the Philistine Communist Party in Koster has not yet reached the level of the human-god revolution, and there are differences in the understanding of whether it is the all-Fein revolution or the Koster revolution, there is already a consensus on the abandonment of kings and nobles at the level of the mortal revolution.

At present, there is still a dispute between the local and the global faction of the local revolutionary forces in the local community, and the fact that Princess Ralloll should be brought out is a sign of great unease for the local revolutionaries. Through this princess, the Fei Communist Party would support the aristocratic power, maintain the old system of Koster, or do other things that would harm the revolutionaries.

"That's a princess, beautiful and ...... character."

Sardar knew that he was wrong, but he didn't understand what was wrong for a while, scratched his head and muttered: "It's not bad to bring it back to marry the young master, and then the young master will have the righteous reputation of recovering the Koster?"

Tarence and Ravelle rolled their eyes at the same time, this guy was still alive in the old days.

It is incredible to think that such a guy had once served as the supreme military leader of the Philip Communist Party, and it was a wise decision for the cardinal to send him as a correspondent.