The reddish-brown cherry wood table has an oily sheen, and the white napkins stand out on it. There were only three people seated at the long table, but each of them was dressed in a very luxurious dress.

Two men in black and white dresses sat at both ends of the long table, and the girl shrouded in a black gauze skirt sat on the left hand side of the man in white, she pressed her hand quietly on the bulging skirt, and the expression on her face was as calm as water, as if she was waiting for something.

"I'm so glad to see your body recover so quickly, my dear Euquintus, tell me what is being hidden from me this plan?" asked Radu gracefully playing with his fingers with the blonde hair that hung down from his forehead, and asked across the long table.

"Hehehehe, thank you for your concern, but even if you don't ask me, I will take the initiative to report these things to you, after all, this is also part of my king's plan. Euquintus smiled, then looked at Joan of Arc, "The center of this matter is on Mistress Joan of Arc, so I'll start with her." ”

"No problem, all I want to know is the truth, that's all. With that, Radu flicked his index finger away from his hair and leaned back in his chair.

"As a pawn in ambush in the Crocodile Clan, although you and Lord Vlad didn't know me before......"

"There's no Lord Vlad here!"

Radu squinted into Euquintus' eyes and leaned back in his chair as he spoke. Joan of Arc on the side was unmoved, and still sat there obediently.

"I'm sorry, Lord Radu, it's a bit difficult to break a habit that has been cultivated all year round. Eugentus shrugged helplessly and said apologetically, "In short, I have a one-way relationship with the king, and no one knows of my existence except for the Dragon Assassins, which is why I have been able to lurk with that pervert for so long." ”

"I thought there was something about you that attracted Edward the Black Prince......" Radu muttered quietly, a strange smile on his face.

"After the king fused the relics, he came up with a rather terrible plan, and one of the key points in this plan was on Joan of Arc. As he spoke, Euquintus set his eyes on Joan of Arc, the gauze dress carefully selected by Radu perfectly set off her figure and made her look like a black swan.

In order not to let Joan of Arc's delicate snow-white collarbone attract the attention of others, he specially chose a sapphire pendant for Joan of Arc, and the necklace part is also hung with tassel-like crystal chains, which are calmly hanging on Joan of Arc's collarbone at the moment, half-covering and half-covering Joan of Arc's bare skin.

"Joan of Arc, the hope of the whole of France, is also the spark that ignites the forces of all sides, and the explosion that such a beautiful spark is about to cause must be earth-shattering!"

"Hearing you say that, she's much more of a role than mine, hehehehe. Radu glanced at Joan of Arc, but there was no displeasure.

"As you say, however, no matter how great the role of Jeanne d'Arc may be, he will always be a pawn in front of the king. And the king, as the chess player, is almost the entire blood clan on the chessboard he wants to pry!" At this, Eugentus suddenly stood up from his chair, and the reverence in his eyes was enough to describe madness.

Seeing him like this, Radu was a little impatient: "Okay, let's go on, we will have a meal in a while." ”

"Ahem, the original plan was for Edward the Black Prince to be killed by Lord Joan of Arc, but this matter was finally done by Vlad, but this did not affect the progress of the plan. Euquintus said, gathering his emotions for a moment, and then sat back in his chair, "Whoever dies in the end, the account will eventually fall to Tovir and Ragaute, and Ragaute ...... behind him."

"It seems that the secret party can't sit idly by now, that cunning old crocodile bites people, but it hurts quite a bite. Radu said, a gloating expression on his face.

"That's right, the strength of the two viscounts alone can't hold this land in France at all, although Edward III doesn't have much affection for that pervert, but the death of the first heir in line will definitely make this old crocodile thunder, so that the second phase of the plan will also be successfully executed. ”

"Roar, what a clever calculation, but when Edward the Black Prince invaded France this time, he buried so many family members, does Edward III still have enough strength to contend with the secret party?"

More than two thousand vampires, even within the Dragon Clan, is a large proportion, and it is precisely because of this that Radu asks that.

"My lord, think about it, have you ever heard of royal agents before this?" Euquintus did not answer directly, but threw out another question.

"Royal Agent...... I see, it seems that we have all been deceived by this old crocodile, this bastard, his power is definitely much stronger than I thought!"

"yes, I also found out about it after going undercover for decades. Although the number of people brought by the black prince Edward is quite large, the real elites are under the control of Edward III, especially the biggest hole card of the greedy crocodile clan, the twelve knights. ”

Hearing an unfamiliar term, Radu frowned and sat down in his chair: "The Twelve Horsemen, what is this, does this have anything to do with the Twelve Knights of the Round Table in Celtic mythology?"

"You guessed right, the two are indeed related, but the reason why a myth is a myth is because it contains something unknown that has been sung by humans and processed at the same time, resulting in detachment from real life. Eugentus nodded, and then continued: "The Knights of the Round Table have always existed, but they were completely put on the table in the British era, the legendary King Arthur is indeed a great human being, but he is no match for death after all, after all, the legendary land of eternal life Avalon is just a great magician he trusts to deceive him, as for Merlin's true identity, you should have guessed it." ”

"Merlin, the great magician who has transcended death, is it Edward III?"

Eugentus snapped his fingers crisply: "I don't think King Arthur didn't expect before he died that the Avalon he was looking for was so close to him." However, the so-called immortality was first embraced by Edward III, and it is estimated that with his character, even if he knew the method, he would not choose to do so. ”

"Who knows, I don't care about the dead. Radu said, stroking the quaint silver ring on his index finger, "Let's talk about the Twelve Horsemen, I'm more interested in this." ”

"No problem, my lord. The Twelve Knights were the prototype of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, and Edward III's greatest reliance, having helped the Crocodile Clan take control of Britain from the beginning of the British era* until it was completely annexed. These twelve people are the true elite of the Crocodile Clan, consisting of dukes and marquises, and their ranks are ranked according to their strength, and the stronger the strength, the higher the rank. ”

"Speaking of which, Edward, the Black Prince I served before, is also among the Twelve Knights, but unfortunately, although he has the title of Duke, he is ranked eleventh. Eugentus said with a strange expression on his face, not knowing whether it was regret or disdain.

Radu's face suddenly became solemn. He knows a little bit about the strength of the black prince Edward, although it is not as good as him, but there is no gap between the two, such a guy can only be ranked eleventh among the twelve knights, so how strong should the first-ranked knight be!

He looked up at Euquintus at the end of the long table, who was sitting upright in his chair, as if waiting for something.

"Please don't look at me like that, my lord, I've told you everything I know about the Twelve Horsemen, ah, our dinner is coming......"

As Eugentus spoke, elegant waiters walked in from outside, dressed in well-fitting clothes. Each of them carried a dinner plate with a delicate goblet in his hand.

At this moment, the goblet contained a bright red liquid, and an alluring smell emanated from the goblet and went straight into the nostrils of the three people at the table.

"Is this our dinner, it smells so good. Joan of Arc gracefully picked up the goblet and sniffed it under the tip of her nose, the enticing sweetness coming from the cup, and even a hint of warmth. Just smelling this smell made her throat a little dry, and for some reason, Joan of Arc suddenly wanted to drink the liquid from the cup, as if this was the only way to suppress the growing hunger and thirst.

"My dear sister, it's amazing that you can like these things, and my brother is so proud of you. Radu said as he took a small sip and said with a smile, "Quick, drink it and try it, it tastes good, you should be old enough to choose the ingredients." ”

Listening to Radu's words, Joan of Arc could no longer suppress the hunger in her throat, she picked up the cup and gestured to Radu slightly, and then swallowed half of the liquid in the cup in one gulp!

"Hahahaha, what a gluttonous child. Radu reached out and caressed Joan of Arc's long, white-blond hair lovingly. Today's Joan of Arc didn't tie up her hair, and her white and blonde hair was casually draped behind her head, smooth as the silk of the ancient Oriental country, "Drink slowly, don't worry, if you choke, my brother will be distressed." ”

Listening to Radu's words, Joan of Arc nodded obediently, and she took small sips of the remaining liquid in the cup, not even bothering to say a word.

Like a real older brother, Radu watched his sister finish the liquid from the cup little by little. When Joan of Arc's bright red lips left the crystal wall, Radu reluctantly withdrew his hand and picked up his cup.