The Royal Palace of Madrid was a very conservative court.

Compared to Paris, there are few dangerous romances and few dangerous messages.

But little doesn't mean nothing, the palace ladies always have to talk about love with the guards, and they always have to spread some rumors in their spare time.

"Sister, you are the most well-informed, is that thing true?"

"What's the matter?"

"Ouch, good sister, your cousin is the one who serves the queen, what will you not know, say, say."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, don't tell anyone"

"Definitely, definitely, I'm the person who doesn't like to talk the most."

It was rumored everywhere in the palace that there was a rebellious minister and thief who relied on his own little merit and had a great rebellious mind, and actually assassinated a noble marquis that the emperor was going to send to replace him.

The palace maid who had been praised for a long time said with her eyebrows fluttering: "It's true, Marquis Gonzalez was indeed taking a bath a few days ago, and it exploded inexplicably, and there are no bones left." ”

"It's horrible! It's horrible! The palace maid who "will never spread nonsense" covered her mouth in surprise, "This must have been arranged by some careerist and stinky hooligan!" ”

"Well, the Marquis died a terrible death, there are no bones left, and there is not a good piece of meat on his body" This vivid appearance was as if she had really seen the scene.

"Oh, noble Marquis," she was so grieved.

This grief-stricken look was not entirely fake, and the ladies of the royal palace of Madrid, at least the concubines of the middle nobility, had a rather negative attitude towards the adventurers of the New World.

So most of the palace people are indignant about this matter, that hooligan who is Cole and what is Tes, who occupies a little bit of land in a dark corner of the unknown, and has so little power, actually dares to assassinate the Marquis of Gonzalez? Dare to ignore the authority of the emperor?

"But this rebel and thief will definitely perish!" The palace maid was convinced of this, "I really don't know what's wrong with this world, the hooligans in the countryside dare to rebel against the emperor, and the little ghosts in the countryside actually go to chase stars, I once really thought that he was also a member of the warlock royal family." ”

"Yes, yes, he's more or less a character who actually chases stars, or those nasty women." Another palace maid laughed, "The funniest thing is that those women still refuse to serve him, it seems that he is not a real nobleman after all." ”

This country imp

"Ho-ho"

A slow cough came, the palace people scattered and fled, and the Grand Governor of Florentino walked slowly into the emperor's office, turning a blind eye to the actions of these palace people, although he heard all this clearly as a "protector" warrior, but if his identity was embarrassed, the two little palace maids were too cheap.

"Your Majesty." As soon as he entered, he saluted earnestly, "Florentino is at your service, I have already seen the wreckage of the Marquis Gonzalez." ”

That pile of things can't be called "remains" for the time being, and it requires a lot of hard work from a clever mortuary.

"Your Highness, the Grand Governor." Seeing him enter the office, Emperor Ferdinand immediately put down his work, and then invited him to sit down, "Please sit, please sit, how is the situation?" ”

"My conclusion is the same as that of His Highness Fugger." Florentino said, "The Marquis of Gonzalez was killed by the purple dragon's breath, and he must have died at the hands of an extremely powerful spellcaster. ”

Archmage Fugger was also in the office at this time, and they nodded to each other.

The one who can bounce off magic is, of course, an extremely powerful mage.

"So, it wasn't my nephew who killed him." The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief, "Very few of our family's warlocks can have spell reflections. ”

"Probably not." Grand Administrator Florentino shook his head, "His level is also too low, it is impossible for him to reach the seventh layer of the magic net so quickly. ”

Archmage Fugger wanted to say something, but held back.

In fact, this information was not enough to clear Wu Xin's suspicions, but he knew that this conclusion was something that the emperor did not want to see.

"That's good, that's good." The Emperor was worried that Wu Xin had killed the Marquis of Gonzalez, "Are all the people we who participated in this plane capture mission dead?" ”

"A few in Spain are dead, and two in the New World don't know, but in a few days, we'll know the outcome." The Grand Governor of Florentino replied, "Among them is the heir of the Marquis, I wonder if he is still alive." ”

The Emperor nodded, and then asked Archmage Fugger, "Have you arranged the popular dance girl group he wants?" ”

Regarding the women's group, Wu Xin did not get angry with the Madrid side, he wrote a letter to the emperor, but he had not yet arrived in Madrid.

Wu Xin's recruitment of a girl group in Italy was also a popular rumor in the Madrid court, and the emperor and the nobles regarded it as a joke of little value, and the palace maids were jealous and jealous of these dancers, and vented their jealousy on Wu Xin's head, and they laughed at Wu Xin in various languages.

In fact, Wu Xin asked Sherlock to recruit people who were not going well, and no one wanted to cross the war-clouded Mediterranean Sea and risk being captured by Barbary pirates to the port of Tripoli.

Wu Xin's budget for Sherlock was not enough to tempt the bosses of these girl groups, and he couldn't even invite second- or third-rate girl groups, so he really became a joke for a while.

But on the night of the plane capture, the joke suddenly became very valuable, and the emperor was so eager to win over Wu Xin and let the big nobles around him figure out a way together.

Archmage Fugger was well-connected and finally found a solution, he wrote a letter to the emperor's ambassador in Italy, sent it to Florence in a unique Spanish way, and that evening the hottest girl group in the entire Mediterranean was already on the ship to the port of Tripoli.

Although the ladies wept one by one, the emperor's order was not negotiable.

"Of course." Archmage Fugger nodded, "Europa's number one popular girl group has already left for the port of Tripoli, these ladies have a lot of fans, and even among the nobility there are quite a few young people who are following them. ”

"I don't know what this guy thinks." The Emperor interrupted the archmage's introduction, "What is the secret here?" ”

Now people who don't understand the plane war think that Wu Xin's action will be a joke, and the seemingly absurd action must have a deep meaning, which is to capture a transcendent person in this plane.

The rest of the country did not know, but the Spaniards knew very well that most of this newest satellite belonged to the Tripoli group.

And through the sacrifice of the Grand Wish Knight, the emperor was already convinced that Wu Xin was still alive, so he was naturally the winner of this plane war.

"Maybe it's impetuous, is it a young man who is impetuous?" Archsteward Florentino's words seemed to mean something.

"Uh-huh." The Emperor nodded, then waved his hand to Archmage Fugger, "There have been disturbing rumors in the court lately, and I would like you to write a well-worded letter on my behalf to inform His Highness Cortés that in view of the misfortune of the Marquis of Gonzalez, we still need him to hold out in the New World for the time being." ”

Archmage Fugger bowed and left, and before he walked out the door, the Emperor added: "Use the fastest speed to find a suitable candidate again, and you must transfer Cortés back to the mainland as soon as possible." (To be continued.) )