Compared with the joyful atmosphere in the workshop, the atmosphere in several other places related to today's wedding is not so relaxed.

At the Molai Mission, Ambassador Brev Sellers sat alone and silent with a frown.

The servants knew that he hated to be disturbed when he was thinking about things, and avoided this study when he walked and did things, but a few of the deputies in the mission were not as careful as the servants, so they just broke in and asked what was going on.

"General Cyrus, the one I saw today who threw throwing knives at the slimes...... Isn't it Aaronic the Sage?" asked one of the deputies bluntly.

Most of them are from military backgrounds, and they don't like to go around what fancy intestines, so they ask questions directly.

Brev sighed and nodded.

"That's weird, isn't Aaron the Sage supposed to be in retreat to study the new type of synthetic beasts?" The deputy also came into contact with Aaron, and asked suspiciously, "After the victory in the battle of the Iron Lock Fortress, he once said that in this battle, there are big problems with the current synthetic beasts, and the most important thing is that the strength of the attack is insufficient, and it is necessary to study the type that is good at attacking...... Why did you come to Trera for the wedding now?"

Brev smiled wryly: "I don't understand either. As far as I know, he should be concentrating on research at that secret research institute. ”

"So...... Would you like to ask?" asked one of the deputies.

Brev glanced at him: "I don't have a way to contact Aaron Sage, the entire Federation, only my father knows how to contact him." ”

"So...... Marshal, please?"

Brev sneered: "Ask what? Ask him why he left the institute and leave, or how did he leave the secret institute?"

He shook his head and sighed, "Sage Aaron is not a member of our Molai, and he is not a soldier, so we have no restraint on him in the first place. The reason why he wants to help us is not that he owes us anything, or that he needs anything from us, but that he finds it interesting...... He was a free-spirited man, and nothing could restrain him. ”

"But...... If he takes refuge in Treira......" one of the deputies said worriedly.

Brev smiled: "Don't worry, he won't take refuge in Trella." The most interesting thing for him is doing research. And for his research, apart from us, there should be no other country that can support him. If he came to Trela, he was afraid that he would be mistaken as an evil man. When the time comes, let alone conduct research with peace of mind, it may be difficult to save even your life. ”

A deputy who had seen Aaron's lab suddenly remembered the scene he had seen at the beginning, and his face was a little pale.

"That's right......! It's disgusting! It's terrifying! If it weren't for Mo Lai's precarious situation now, in order to defend the country, all morality and humanity would have been thrown aside, and I would even have the idea of hacking him to death!"

"yes, even we can't stand him a little, let alone the Trella?" said Breve with a nod, "Anyway, everyone relax, don't worry. Tomorrow I'll pay a visit to Agent Pret's workshop and ask if he's still there. ”

"What if he's there?"

"While he's there, I'm talking to him about the research plans for the new synth. If he's not there, he'll probably go back to the institute. "But one thing is certain, Master Pratt has a good relationship with him, so much so that he is willing to leave the institute and come all the way to Trella City to congratulate him on his wedding." This means that we should also have a good relationship with Master Pratt, whether it is to win over this armor master in the future, or to use it to increase cooperation with Aaron Sage, it is not a bad thing. ”

The deputies nodded their heads, and the matter was settled.

On the other side, inside the Morning Star Palace of the Terrela Palace, Prince Zion listened to the report of his staff, his brows furrowed.

"Failed. The staff sighed, "The two dead soldiers specially sacrificed their souls to the demon before they came out, ensuring that they would not be traced to any possibility. As a result, before the bride could go out, she was completely destroyed by the natural energy that came from unknown sources and turned to ashes. Our personnel arrived later, and they didn't even find their ashes and clothes. ”

"What does the watcher say?" asked Prince Zion.

"Those two watchers were completely unwitting thieves, and through roundabout inquiry, they learned that they had only seen two demon believers destroyed by magical power that might have come from the Marquis of Weskes' mansion, and they had seen nothing else. ”

"Maybe?" Prince Zion's tone aggravated.

The staff lowered their heads in some trepidation: "Yes, it's just 'maybe'. In fact, they didn't see exactly what was going on, but they saw a large field of flowers blooming in the fence of the Marquis of Weskes's mansion, and then the two dead men suddenly turned to ashes. ”

The Prince of Zion was silent for a long moment and asked, "What do you think...... Is this the work of Pratt's friends, or is it Wiskez's own doing?"

"It must have been done by those friends!" the staff member said without hesitation, "If Wiskes really has such a skill, how can he have been inconspicuous all these years?

Prince Zion nodded: "Although there are a large number of nobles in the royal capital, although the positions they occupy are crucial, they are always not good at personal force - after all, most of them are only civilian, and they are busy dealing with documents and forms every day, and they have no time to cultivate and grow at all." Wiskes's strength is not bad in it. But compared to the strong among those local nobles, he is actually not a powerful person. ”

But he didn't say anything - this situation was deliberately created by the Terrela royal family. For the Terrera royal family, their own control of the armed forces, the control of political power by loyal servants, and the clear distinction between priorities and priorities, are exactly the ruling order they are pursuing.

The staff asked, "So, are we going to continue to try?"

"No, let's pause for now. Prince Zion waved his hand, "Anyway, when that exhibition hall is built, there will be more cannon fodder sent to the door by himself." When the time comes, we will easily get the information we need, and we will not have to waste our own strength. This matter will be put aside for now. ”

“...... This is not a trivial matter!" In the magic communication, King Richard of Thrace said solemnly, "Find out for me whether that bear-man with a black and white face is Panda himself?"

The Thracian ambassador nodded repeatedly.

"I know you don't have enough manpower on your side, so I'll send reinforcements as soon as possible. But you'll have to drag them to Trera before help arrives. Richard said coldly, not saying "do your best" or anything else.

The Thracian ambassador's face was pale, and of course he understood what the king meant—if this could not be done, then when support came, it would also be the end of his political career.

The Lion King of Thrace has never been a generous and generous character!

On this night, among all the bigwigs who knew the inside story, only the eldest princess Fisna of the Crescent Moon Palace could sleep peacefully.

"I don't know what that exhibition hall will look like when it is built......" She lay on the bed, looking at the moonlight outside the window, and couldn't help but smile, "When I get married, I must borrow that exhibition hall!"

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