The night was getting deeper, and by the time Karl arrived at the Tiamat Palace, the banquet was already in the second half.

When he walked into the banquet hall, not many people noticed him, Wood did not come to the banquet due to physical reasons, and the Phil family seemed to be invisible in the eyes of everyone, and no one had the extra energy to pay attention to them.

"It's late, Carl. Of all the people, only the Duke of Pesa took the initiative to greet Karl with a glass of wine, "You've missed the wonderful part." ”

"Really?" Karl nodded faintly, "because there's a lot to do." ”

His words were still like that, as if they had been cut in half, but for those who knew him well, the general words were enough to understand what Karl meant.

Especially for the Duke of Pesa, he naturally did not fail to hear the hidden meaning of the guests.

"Then you're done now!" the smile under his beard grew brighter, "Come on, enjoy the feast, it's a rare rest." ”

Karl nodded silently and followed Duke Pesa into the dazzling light.

Still, before he was completely caught up in the hustle and bustle, he turned his head and glanced back.

For a banquet of this magnitude, the drinks were always insufficient, and the waiters of the Tiamat Palace shuttled back and forth between the kitchen and the banquet hall, bringing to their lips the alcohol that the nobles could not put down.

However, at this moment, an uninvited guest came to the kitchen.

In the unoccupied pantry, Ernest retrieved his saber from a basket of potatoes, wiped the dust off the scabbard, and hid it in his generous chef's robe.

Of course, it was still a little difficult to hide a sword under his clothes, and he had to avoid people's eyes, although he had barely entered the Tiamat Palace after so many years in the imperial capital, it was still difficult to guarantee that no one here would be able to recognize him.

Ernest quickly left the pantry, although he was now dressed as a chef, but under the chef's robe, he hid more equipment than a sword.

He cautiously avoided everyone's eyes and ears along the way, and finally flashed into a room.

There were already two people waiting for him in the room.

However, the two men looked so nervous that they even unbuttoned the neckline of their dresses to breathe themselves.

When Ernest came in, they immediately got up, and one of them accidentally overturned his chair.

"Count Ernest!" another man walked over, sweat on his forehead, his slightly swaying body revealing his nervousness, "We've figured it out, the back of Tiamat's palace is focused on the banquet, the inner city defenses are empty, it shouldn't be difficult for you to sneak in." ”

Ernest nodded, and he looked at another, slightly younger man, frowning.

"You're from Pete's family?"

The man had his head down, but when he heard Ernest's words, he glanced at Ernest in surprise, and then nodded stunnedly.

"Yes, sir. ”

Ernest looked into the young man's eyes, and the young man couldn't help but look away from it.

"You're nervous?"

The young man swallowed. "When, of course, sir, after all, what we do ......"

"Well, there's no point in saying that. His companion drank him, but the man's hand was shaking, and he could see that his mind was unstable.

The young man turned and reached out to grab the wine glass on the table.

"Relax. Ernest pressed his hand, "Don't drink too much, that will affect your judgment." Fear is not your enemy sometimes, and it may help you. ”

The young man looked at Ernest blankly, as if he had not yet come to his senses.

"Count Ernest!" his companion grabbed Ernest's other hand, "We admire your courage, and it is our honor to come to your aid, but ......"

He pursed his lips tightly and did not say any more.

Ernest looked at him. "I understand that this is a very dangerous thing, it is enough for you to do it here, leave the Tiamat Palace as soon as possible, and I will be enough for the rest by myself. ”

The other man lowered his head, and the younger man gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed Ernest's wrist, and pulled the knife out of his sleeve with his other hand, and stabbed it on the back of Ernest's hand.

Ernest's hand was pinned directly to the table, and he couldn't help but scream in pain. The other man immediately pulled a rope from his cuff and went around Ernest's neck in an attempt to strangle Ernest.

However, although one hand was nailed to the table, Ernest did not lose his ability to resist, and he used his other hand to hold it in front of his throat, grasping the rope to prevent it from reaching his neck.

The two men were not professional killers, and in the face of Ernest's resistance, they had no other tricks than to use more force.

Ernest's face grew red, and the corners of his eyes became bloodshot. Although the rope didn't go directly to his neck, he didn't have much room to fight for it quickly with his fingers, and slowly, his breathing became a little difficult.

"Forgive me......" The young man pressed Ernest's hand so hard that he could only weep and beg for forgiveness as he tried to kill Ernest.

And Ernest did not forgive him.

Almost in a desperate situation, Ernest jerked his leg up and kicked the opponent in the vital point, forcing the young man to let go.

With that, he pulled out the palm that had been nailed through with a sharp force.

Although the shocking wound on the palm of his hand made it almost impossible to use force, Ernest at least got out of the restraint and had more room to deal with the man who strangled him from behind.

"Ahh

He untied the rope around his neck and gasped.

Before the other party could make a move, he took the lead in pulling out the pistol hidden under his clothes.

"Who told you to do that?"

The two men looked at Ernest in horror, their lips trembling, unable to say anything.

Ernest kept his face calm and pulled down the insurance.

"Don't, don't kill me!" the younger man was the first to hold back, crying and begging for mercy, "I—I just don't want to die, that's why, that's why I did this...... I was deceived, I don't want to do this!"

Ernest looked at the other man silently.

The man shrunk his neck, not as frightened as his companions, but his trembling eyes betrayed his fear.

"You're dead. Ernest sighed suddenly, "From the moment you are being used, you are already doomed. Fate is changed by oneself, and doing what others say is meaningless after all. ”

Ernest put down his gun.

"I won't kill you, but whether you can escape or not is up to you. ”

He walked over to the two shivering men.

"Give me what he wants you to give me, and find a way to escape for yourself. ”

The older man hesitated, then took an envelope from his inner pocket and handed it to Ernest.

Ernest took the envelope and left the room without looking back.

He opened the envelope and looked at the contents.

"Seresi Daxda...... What an elusive guy. ”

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The paper slipped from Alans' hand.

More than an hour earlier, Franz had taken him to the room, and then said to him, "Her Royal Highness Caterina and Count Jericho promised to help him, and they are all here", and left Alans alone in the archives to find answers.

And now, Alans, who got the answer, was almost completely stunned.

He shouted, and he was fooling around like he had lost his mind, his once handsome face now twisted mercilessly, and the grace he had displayed in front of Gladyse and Elaine was now destroyed by the madness that had swept away his reason. Pain slowly eroded his soul like a virus, ingrained in his character.

While most of the servants of Tiamat Palace were gathered in the Hall of Glory at this time, there were also some who were not so fond of banquets who wandered the quiet corners of the castle.

Charlotte walked to the door of the archive room and looked inside with a frown.

She was reading a book just now, and in order to have a quiet environment, she deliberately ran to such a place where no one would come, but she did not expect to be disturbed by Alans.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

Alans stopped his madness and slowly turned around. The empty eyes and confused expression really startled Charlotte, and although it was not hideous, it was extremely frightening.

"You're Charlotte......" Alans said dumbfoundedly, his mouth seemingly opening and closing mechanically up and down, rather than speaking, "I remember you, you went to Pesa's house with Her Highness Caterina before......"

"You...... What's wrong?" Charlotte stood in the doorway, reluctant to enter the dark room. It wasn't the darkness that held her back, it was Alans.

"Can you tell me?" asked Alans, bending down to pick up the paper on the ground and holding it with two fingers.

"What's that?"

"Nothing......" Alans shook his head and dropped the paper again.

He walked slowly towards the door, his steps rusty, walking slowly, with a brief pause with each step.

Charlotte hurried out of the way to avoid getting too close to Alans.

"I'd better ask her myself...... I have to get a personal answer from her, no, no, no...... How can I believe it's true if it's not......"

Charlotte could only watch Alans leave, she still didn't understand what had happened to this always dashing young master.

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"General. ”

Thresy left his own queen and cornered the opposing king.

Vittin stood in the shadows, silently watching Thressi.

"Is it fun to play chess with yourself?"

Seresy laughed, a shrill laugh that made it impossible to feel the laughter at all.

"What's the solution, who made you refuse to play chess with me. ”

"Now is not the time to play chess. ”

"No......" Seresi shook his head, and at the same time subconsciously licked his lips, "Now is the time to play chess! The chess pieces have been placed on the chessboard, how many years of hard work have been made, and at this moment, we finally have a chance to end this chess game." Oh, how funny, I can't help myself with excitement when I think of the final result—"

"Maniac. ”

Wei Ting snorted.