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A young man in a dark blue aristocratic robe was pacing up and down the palatial castle hall, sometimes glancing at the famous paintings hanging on the walls, sometimes making eye contact with some servants standing by, most of whom did not dare to look up at the handsome prince, who really looked exactly like the young King Byron. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Your Highness Amsule!" a white-haired general walked from outside the hall, he held a helmet in one hand and tucked it around his waist, and the other held the hilt of the sword that was placed behind him, "Your Highness Amsul, the mission you gave me has been accomplished!" Guillermo, the general of the Kingdom of Salins, knelt on one knee in front of Prince Amso with his helmet in his hand, and Prince Amso immediately bent down to help the white-haired general.

"General, please get up! Great! Since the general has completed his mission, let's take a seat and rest. Several servants immediately came over, took the white-haired general's sword and helmet, and offered tea to Guillermo, who was seated. The white-haired general, though he was not very old, had hair like the silver threads of an old man, and before he had drunk his second cup of tea, another person walked in from outside the hall.

This time there were only a few hairs on the head, like a naughty child who ripped off someone else's hair and put it on the top of a bald head. A few of the servants were already surprised and would not laugh at each other's hair, because this nobleman named Taifu was a confidant of the second prince of Amsul.

"Chen Taifu, see Your Highness!" Taifu was also wearing a military uniform, and he hadn't even taken off his cloak yet, with a dusty face.

"Hurry up!" Amsoil helped the other man to his feet, and Taifu grabbed Amsol's elbows with both hands, then nodded vigorously. However, he also looked at the servants around him first, and Ansuo understood what the other party meant, and immediately ordered all the servants to exit first, only the male servant in red did not leave, he had been standing beside the main seat of the high platform, concentrating.

"The negotiations were so successful that the Archbishop of the Papal States, Arthur Auerbach, not only had no intention of opposing us, but also planned to send an annual mission to deepen the friendship with our future kingdom. What a congratulations!

Amsoil nodded, but he didn't show the excited expression that Guillermo had just returned, "General Taifu, please take a seat!" Taifu also sat in his place, and the young man in red immediately walked down and poured tea for the general.

As the largest nobleman in the north of the Kingdom of Sarins, Antho Feremez, the second son of King Byron, he had long been "chosen" of Bone City as a lockdown. The city of bones was once a large burned village, and later there were many dead human bones in the ruins due to a civil strife in the kingdom of Salins. It wasn't until Ansoil was sealed off in this detached, tattered and filthy land that he began to build the small plain city brick by brick, but with high walls and arrow towers, a process that took only four years.

Ansoil didn't like to add too much bright color to the city, and he built the small towns and villages around Bone Ruins to be particularly beautiful and prosperous, except for this bare Bone Ruins City, surrounded by densely populated and commercially developed settlements. No one understands why this powerful prince did this, and there are even rumors that the undead beneath the Bone City have eroded Prince Amsul's heart, and that Amsoil is now nothing more than a walking corpse controlled by ghosts.

At this time, Amsoil was still looking out of the door of the hall, but waited for about twenty minutes before another person appeared.

"Report to His Highness Amso, Lord Polly has sent a letter, saying that because the mission has been delayed, he can't rush back to Bone Ruins City within today!"

Amsoil exhaled from his nose, and with a wave of his hand, he told the messenger who had brought the information back to rest. He closed his eyes and exhaled again, "Polly can't come back today, I hope De Sion can come back now, if it's all delayed by business, then there is no way..."

Guillermo drank the fragrant green tea from the teacup, "Even if the other two adults haven't come back yet, the chance of their mission failure is basically zero, now they just need to wait for good news, Your Highness doesn't have to worry." Sitting on the other side, Taifu was also born to echo, this sparsely haired aristocrat was not only not good-looking, but also had an unpleasant voice, speaking like sawing wood with a saw.

Amsoil didn't look back, this concubine prince was as handsome as the young King Byron, and there was a bit of femininity between his eyebrows. His mother, who was only a peasant girl, was one day taken by King Byron, who had just wandered around the city, because she had to sell the potatoes in Mallot, on behalf of her sick father. Later, when Amsol's own mother left Amsol, King Byron did not want to recognize the child, but he did not expect that Amsol's own mother was fierce and forced him to take poison. She said that even if she was not allowed to have any name, she should treat Byron's own son Amsoil well.

Byron, who hesitated, did not make a decision immediately, who would have thought that Amme's own mother would really take the poison, if it wasn't for Amme's grandfather to find out in time, Amme's own mother would have been dead for many years now. It's just that the poison has affected the mind, saving people but not saving the heart, and the mother who has become speechless and unable to take care of herself has become all the concerns in Amsol's heart. Byron was also very remorseful, and he immediately told the whole nation that he had made the mistake of having an illegitimate child, but he decided to take Anso back to the palace and make him prince.

Viscount Poli was delayed because he was sent by Amsoil to find his grandfather, and some people claimed that Ammean's grandfather had been killed by Byron, but more information showed that Ammean's grandfather had been exiled to the Duchy of Magini.

"I'm not worried, I'm worried about Poli, after all, the Duchy of Magini has no friendship with us, if those people know that we are looking for my grandfather..."

"Guillermo, De Theon, and Polly and I, as His Highness's four generals, if we can't even do something, we can't entrust others to do it," Taifu's beard is thicker than his hair, "Polly has always been thoughtful, and he offended His Highness by saying that it wasn't last time..."

Amsoil shook his head, "I'm only to blame for that, if I had followed Polly's advice earlier and didn't let the maids who were supervising Christine out, Bradley wouldn't have come to the door!" The second prince sat back on his high seat, holding his forehead with one hand, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Taifu did not say much that his visit to the Papal States did not encounter any obstacles, but quickly reached a basic agreement. You must know that they worked hard to slowly support the Pope, but who knew that before they could cultivate their strength, they would be served in a pot. This was a major mistake on the part of Amsoil in the eyes of Glencor's rulers, and it also weakened the confidence of the Duchy of Noo in Ammeh. As early as that time, Ansoil had the opportunity to invade the Western Oguna Empire from the north and incorporate those lands into the Kingdom of Salins, who would have thought that people were not as good as heaven, and the conspiracy of the authorities of several countries was unexpectedly destroyed, and now the Western Oguna Empire is still firmly established... As soon as he thought of this, Taifu, one of the four generals, felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he began to suspect that his revenge time would be delayed a lot.

The young man in red slowly took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the tears on Ansol's face, and said leisurely: "Even if the eldest doesn't go home, the third child will go home, why don't you go back together, don't worry so much, don't worry too much about things that haven't happened yet, so that those who are still wavering can believe in you." ”

Amsoil didn't reply, he just stared at the door of the hall.

"Even if it's your belly generals, they're just ordinary people," the young man in red leaned down to wipe the sweat from Ansol's neck, a strand of hair on his head gently slid across his face and hung down from the corner of his eye, "Only you, my king, can only go in person." ”