After the crowd stirred for a while, Swain saw from a distance that Beria appeared in front of the Southern Army, although it was a little far away, but Sven was still sure that it was Beria.

Isn't the matter of the Ministry of the Interior a showdown for Alexander, who has long since left the Ministry of the Interior building and has recruited the Southern Army as a backup to compete with Alexander?

It was so messy that the clues Swain had just found were tangled together, and he needed to get someone to get a good idea of the situation and sort it out when he got back.

Immersed in thought, it took Swain a while to realize Sophia's struggle in his arms.

"Oh, sorry. Swain quickly withdrew his hand, and Sophia was almost overwhelmed by him.

It took a long breath of air for Sophia to recover, but even so, she still didn't complain about her brother.

"Brother...... Sophia hugged Swain tightly, tears streaming down her eyes, "Finally, finally seeing you......"

The pathos in Sophia's tone made Swain feel sorry, indeed, sometimes Swain tossed Sophia aside in order to complete his own business, and didn't take care of her feelings properly.

"Hold me a little bit. Although both sides have a lot to say to each other, but Swain's condition is not too good, just now in order to get Sophia back from the dangerous battlefield, Swain's already seriously injured right leg had to bear huge pressure, at this moment the flesh of the bone has cut Swain's trouser leg entirely, half of the calf seems to be hanging on Swain's leg, causing him to even have difficulty moving.

"No, my gosh. Seeing the wound on her brother's leg, Sophia couldn't help but exclaim, the broken bones that pierced out seemed to pierce her flesh and skin, which made her heart ache, "Brother, brother, this, this is ......"

"We'll talk about that later. Sven put his arm on Sophia's shoulder, leaning on her barely support, "There's nothing to do with us here, let's go back first." ”

"Yes, sir. Sophia was not interested in the fight between Beria and Alexander, but no matter how hard the two factions fought, it was not as important to her as to treat her brother's injuries.

As he slowly limped deeper into the alley, Swain couldn't help but glance back at Ernest, who was surrounded by soldiers from the Imperial Capital Garrison.

It's a shame that a great opportunity was missed.

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Ernest, who was surrounded by his soldiers, seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the place where Swain had stopped just now, but Sven and Sophia had already walked away, and he didn't see anything.

"Your Excellency, Commander," Marven walked up and reminded Ernest softly, "His Highness Beria's ...... over there"

"I know," Ernest frowned, Beria's sudden appearance was much more than he and the cabinet had expected, "I'll negotiate with him." ”

Marven breathed a sigh of relief, for him, it would be great not to have to face His Highness in person, Marven was from a humble background after all, and he had no confidence at all in the face of a person like Beria who was as high as the sky.

Ernest slowly walked towards Beria, who was being escorted by the Southern Legionnaires, and he now began to wonder if it could be a conspiracy. In the building of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Ernest searched for a long time without finding Beria, including his body, and according to the current situation, it seems that Beria had long been hiding outside, perhaps from the beginning this man who was good at intrigue had planned to use the Southern Army as his own cover to deceive Alexander's deployment.

But what is he doing this for? Ernest still can't figure out what good Beria did by doing this, the Ministry of the Interior was destroyed, the materials that Beria had spent years of hard work accumulating and the members of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were destroyed, and even the system of the Ministry of the Interior was greatly impacted, and the destruction of the building as the headquarters meant that the central system of the department was completely paralyzed, and most of the managers died in this disaster, and this gave Alexander and the cabinet an excellent excuse to reorganize the Ministry of the Interior- Beria dared to contend with Alexander, relying on this pervasive and unknown Ministry of the Interior.

Walking in front of Beria, who was nominally his immediate boss and a member of the imperial family, Ernest had to maintain sufficient respect and proper etiquette. Even if he had just tried to find an opportunity to kill Beria or ensure Beria's death in the Ministry of Internal Affairs building, Ernest would never do that in the public now.

"Your Highness," Ernest bowed respectfully to Beria, "it is a pleasure to see you so healthy. ”

Ernest quickly raised his head after saluting and looked at Beria. The person in front of him seems to be really Belial, but for some reason, Ernest always feels a little strange, Beria is at least his nominal boss, Ernest has seen him many times, in his impression, Beria can be said to be a sinister and cunning person, but not a person who will expose his gloom, on the contrary, his surface work is always done well, polite like a humble gentleman. But the Beria in front of him didn't say a word with a gloomy face, and even the dark arrogance in his eyes was hidden, which was different from the Beria he originally knew, maybe Beria looked down on others like the person in front of him in his heart, but he wouldn't do it so explicitly.

Beria was silent for a long time, his arrogant gaze looking at Ernest to see if he was qualified to say a few words that he would be condescending to.

"Viscount Jericho," Beria spoke, and there was no problem with his voice, at least not on the outside of any flaws that Ernest could see, "today's incident is a misunderstanding, and both you and Connaught's army have reacted a little aggressively. The Southern Corps was ordered by me to serve as an escort for the Ministry of the Interior, and today's crisis proves that this is indeed necessary. Please go back and tell the Imperial Brother that because of the sudden accident of the Ministry of the Interior, I will temporarily let the Southern Army serve as the emergency force of the Ministry of the Interior to avoid any more unexpected accidents. ”

Beria's reasons and requirements are unimaginable to Ernest, it was Beria who privately transferred troops into the imperial capital, but he said in a high-sounding manner that it was necessary, and also asked Alexander to recognize that the Southern Army could be legally stationed in the imperial capital, which simply did not take Alexander and the cabinet in his eyes, and was arrogant, as if he was scaring the cabinet like a ten-year-old child, and the most infuriating thing was that the cabinet and Alexander had to eat him.

In any case, Ernest was not in a position to give a direct reply to Beria here, and he had to bow deeply again, indicating that he would convey this to His Highness Alexander and the Cabinet.

Beria was not at all surprised by Ernest's answer, he took a deep look at Ernest, then turned around and walked deeper into the position under the escort of the Southern Army.

And Ernest, who had been bowing down behind him to bid farewell to Beria, straightened up after a long time, and looked at Beria in the distance, his expression became even more solemn.

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Sophia helped her brother to a neighboring block, where she and Ramrem had travelled in the carriage.

"Your Excellency, Earl?" saw Swain limping over with Sophia in his arms and a cane in one hand, and Sinjid, who was waiting by the carriage, couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face. He knew Swain's ability, and even Sven, who had such a strong resilience, would be injured like this, and Sinjid really didn't dare to imagine what kind of fierce battle had taken place in the Ministry of the Interior building just now.

Seeing Sinjid, Swain's eyes quickly became stern, and both Sophia and Sinjid noticed this - today's Swin was a little different from usual, his mood seemed to be a little heavy, far less calm than usual.

"I should have given you an order before," Swain's tone was stern and low, even when Sinjid heard it, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart, "Why are you afraid of the battle?"

In the face of Swain's accusation, Sinjid lowered his head, and cold sweat slowly broke out on his forehead, although Swain would also give people a lot of pressure before, but it was a cold feeling behind it, and now facing Swain's coercion, Sinjid realized that Swain was not Prince Michel VII, he was not so easy to fool.

"I'd love to help you," said Singid cautiously, considering his words, "but the exchange of fire between the Imperial Capital Garrison and the Southern Army of the Ministry of the Interior is really surprising, and in this case, I think it is more important to protect the safety of the young lady, and now that Baron Deniz is no longer in the Imperial Capital, so ......"

"Baron Deniz is not in the Imperial Capital?" Swain interrupted Singid, his tone even more stern, "Where did he go?"

Hearing Swain's stern tone, Sinjid looked even more frightened, but he secretly laughed in his heart. "That's right, it seems that His Excellency Baron Denise went to Lanz Town after your accident, and Viscount Jericho, who wanted to wait there for the class to return to Deweide, may have been delayed, Viscount Jericho has just returned to Deweide today, but Mr. Baron has not returned, if Viscount Jericho hadn't inadvertently informed his family of the news, we probably wouldn't have been able to get this information from Miss Ramrem. ”

"He's just arrived in Deweide today? ”

"Oh, I'm sorry," Sinjid said with his pocket watch in the inner pocket of his coat and the time, "it's past twelve o'clock now, so it must have been yesterday." ”

Such small details naturally did not matter, and Swain was more concerned about Baron Deniz.

"So what did the Baron go to that man for, and did he want to change his court?"

"I don't dare to say anything about this. Sinjid bowed his head deeply and behaved very respectfully, as he had done under Michel VII.

"Really?" Sven was noncommittal, patting Sophia on the shoulder and motioning for his sister to help him into the carriage.

As he passed by Sinjid, Swain whispered in his ear, "But why can I hear your inner laughter?"

Sinjid was shocked, and when he looked up at Swain, Swin and Sophia were already in the carriage.

The carriage departed, leaving Sinjid alone, nervously figuring out what Swain had just meant.

And in the carriage, Sophia looked at the injury on her brother's leg distressedly, and asked worriedly: "Brother, Baron Deniz shouldn't do that, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"Change the doorway. I haven't heard too much of what you've just said, but I think I mean ...... It's Viscount Ernest's side, right?"

"I hope so, after all, he has served our family for so many years, and I don't want to see such an outcome. Sven put his arm around Sophia's shoulder, and although the wound on her calf was horrible and horrific, Sven didn't seem to care at all.

Perhaps because Sophia was by her side again, Swain's mood slowly calmed down, and the anger that was hooked by Yang and the Unholy Sword finally dissipated, and Sven gradually returned to his original appearance.

He rested his head on Sophia's shoulders and leaned against her, which always made him feel incredibly calm.

"It's great to be back with you, you don't have to think about all those worries, you're always so peaceful, I want to sleep like this for a while. ”

Sophia hugged her brother gently, even though Swain had a lot of dust and smoke on him at this time, she didn't care at all.

"Me too, brother. ”