The news of Garcia's death, the Minister of War, was not too shocking, as there were two other more earth-shattering accidents at the same time.

The most appalling of them took place in the palace of Prince Malkem, where the devout royal family member was stabbed in the throat with a twig in his bed. This should have happened first, but it was the last to be discovered. When the people knocked on the door with the news of Count Garcia's assassination, they found the prince who was already dead in bed. The blood had already soaked the velvet bedding, and this battle-hardened old man, who had led tens of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield and killed countless barbarians of Tytaria and the famous general of Negan's evil race, did not even struggle and groan at all, and did not even alarm the guards at the door, so he quietly turned into a corpse. The bedroom window was open, and the branch that penetrated the prince's throat had been broken from a tree not far from the window.

And then there's General Cross. The commander of the border guards, who has been in charge of the Eastern Front. Erathia's soldiers, who were most familiar with the Wild Highlands, were inexplicably drowned in a dung pit behind a tavern. The tavern was frequented by the general every day, whether it was the runner, the owner or the customers inside were people the general had known for many years, and it seemed unlikely that it was a deliberate trap and murder. But the general was as famous for drinking as he was for commanding, and was not the kind of drunkard who would plant himself in a dunghill.

According to later examinations by the priests of the church, the general had a strange magical fluctuation in his blood, in addition to a large amount of alcohol. He was actually restrained by a strange magic, and then pushed into the dung pit and drowned in it.

Ella was completely caught in a panic, three powerful ministers were assassinated in a row, and the Knights of the Kingdom searched the city for suspicious characters day and night. The ministers are all in danger, living in seclusion, surrounded by groups of guards all the time. Of course, in such a huge turmoil, things that don't seem so big are not very conspicuous. For example, a few days ago, a few nobles were attacked, and it seems that they were robbed of something, but these gentlemen are vague about who attacked and robbed of anything. So no one cares.

The tension was especially heavy in the palace, where there were five times more soldiers and magicians guarding than usual. And when the night came, the guards were all facing the enemy, tense all their nerves against the Assassin who could pop out of any shadow at any moment.

But in the heart of the defense. Her Majesty Queen Catherine's bedchamber was not guarded by a single guard.

It's not that there are no guards, but Her Majesty is in a bad mood for the past two days, and suddenly heard such bad news, and her heart is very upset, so she wants to calm down by herself. So he ordered all the guards to be withdrawn.

Giving such an extraordinary order in such an extraordinary period is impossible for anyone to figure out. But no matter how much the ministers and guards tried to persuade her, and even the two old commanders, who had served the queen for many years, wept bitterly to dissuade her majesty, her majesty resolutely removed the guards around the palace and did not allow anyone to come close.

Only the head of the Kingdom Order, who has always been the most central to Her Majesty. General Ou Ling did not join in the dissuasion of Her Majesty, and when asked why, he only said lightly: "I only know that Her Majesty is definitely more thoughtful than we are, and her decision naturally has her reasons." ”

This statement seems to make a lot of sense. Indeed, Queen Catherine's insistence must have her own reasons, and no one will inquire about them without interest.

The queen of Erathia's dormitory is definitely the most noble on the mainland. The most beautiful, the most elegant and the most fragrant and the most imaginative. The room isn't too big, but the slightest detail shows the amount of effort that has gone into it. The thousand-year-old agarwood carved bed, the marble and crystal inlaid dresser, the most comfortable tables and chairs, and even the patterns on the floors and walls are carefully made of different materials, perfectly combining elegance and luxury. On the walls and ceiling, more than a dozen crystal magic lamps that are works of art illuminate the place as if it were daylight.

But the most distinctive thing about this place now is not the room itself, but the people in it.

The host, naturally, is Her Majesty Queen Catherine. Even regardless of her unreachable status. Just in terms of appearance and posture, she is enough to make thousands of people worship in front of her. And her bearing, temperament, and cultivation. Mind, even more unmatched. With so much material concentrated on a woman like her, she could already be regarded as a goddess in the eyes of mortals.

But now in the goddess's dormitory, there is a man sitting in front of the bed, and this man is helping her comb her hair.

If this image is seen by others, the shock it will produce is absolutely incomparable. But it must have been a shock first, and then a shock. Before you are amazed, you will be shocked by the perfect harmony of this picture. This man's appearance, temperament and demeanor all match Queen Catherine's, and whoever sees it will think that this is the most perfect pair in the world.

The man's clothes weren't too luxurious. Because a person like him no longer needs external objects to embellish, the temperament, look, and elegance that come from every move are enough, and even his age is the most attractive age for that kind of man.

"If those assassins really wanted to kill me, they wouldn't have killed those guys first. With such a simple truth, why can't those people see it? It really bothered me, and it was hard to separate those people. Her Majesty sat at the dresser, frowning at herself in the mirror. The eyebrows, which were already thin and thick, slightly fluttering, were wrinkled in the middle like this, like two thin swords in that heroic and decisive aura, and these sharp edges did not look abrupt on her delicate and beautiful face, but added a kind of dazzling beauty.

"There are many stupid people in this world. The man smiled indifferently. His hands were as slender and white as a woman's, and he held an ivory comb running through Her Majesty's brown curls. His movements were silky smooth and his expression was pleasant, and he enjoyed the feeling of his hands moving through the silky and naturally elastic curls.

Now he is probably the only one in the world who is entitled to enjoy this feeling, and this is another and more intense beautiful feeling.

Her Majesty sighed and said, "I have to face so many stupid people all day long. I have to find a way to arrange and direct them, and sometimes I feel really tired. ”

The man smiled, continued to comb the queen's hair, and said, "If there are not so many stupid people, why would you be on top?" Most of the people in the world are stupid. The most indispensable are also stupid people. ”

"Oh, if it's all people like you, then how can I rule this country. So it's enough for people like you to have one. The queen smiled at the man in the mirror. "It's a pity that I can't keep you in captivity, so you can't go anywhere. ”

The man buried his face in the maroon hair and took a deep breath. He put all the hair fragrance into his body, and then kissed the jade neck in it, and said, "I'm very busy during this time, I didn't come to see you, are you angry with me?"

"Nope. I also know you're busy. Actually, who isn't busy during this time? Catherine turned her head sideways and kissed the man's forehead and sighed. "The mountain rain is coming......"

"Is Celeste urging you again?"

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope has sent an order that I must send troops with all nations within a month. Oufu probably knew that this battle was inevitable, so he simply sent assassins to kill three important military ministers who were closest to the church and the most important to the battle. Hmph, these people are too bold to dare to assassinate in the royal city. A chill crossed Queen Catherine's brow. But then he sighed again and leaned into the arms of the man behind him. "I'm really scared. ”

The man hugged the queen and whispered, "Oh, will Her Majesty Catherine, the king of the largest kingdom in the Western Continent, who commands thousands of heroes and heroes, also feel afraid?"

"Of course, Lord Lancelot and the Templars are guarding the old man Magnus day and night, and he can sit comfortably in the Castle of Radiance. Luckily, Old Man Cedros wasn't the same fool as my ministers, and knew if I died. Erathia must have lost control of the whole country, and attacked Orfu desperately, giving the Church a chance to take full control of Erathia. That's why he doesn't dare touch me now. Catherine's face darkened with sorrow. "But they just don't dare now, it's not that they can't. I asked Ou Ling. Ask him if he has any confidence in dealing with Oufu's assassination of me, you know what he says. He said that if it was the general of Oufu who was willing to assassinate me personally, I would be

The only thing he can guarantee is to bear witness to his life of loyalty to our land. You know, he's the number one swordsman in Erathia. ”

To be able to say such things honestly shows that his loyalty to you is absolutely unquestionable. The man nodded.

"Loyalty is valuable, but it doesn't necessarily solve problems. On one side are His Majesty the Great Pope, and on the other are those dangerous Assassins. I'm a really queen. Catherine's tone grew more and more mournful, and she lay in the man's arms like a docile cat. She doesn't look like a queen now, but a woman.

Regardless of how this sadness is now on her face, all the heroic wisdom and depth have been turned into a kind of finger-twisting tenderness that only she can have, just by virtue of her identity, such a woman who may be the strongest, noblest, smartest and most capable woman in the mainland can definitely impress any man with such a look.

The man who hugged this peerless beauty smiled slightly, kissed her on the forehead, and said lightly, "Don't worry, as a testimony of loyalty to my Majesty's Majesty, whether it is the dead old man of Celeste or the little animals in the wild highlands, they will all turn to ashes in the near future." You'll never even dream of it again. ”

In terms of tone, voice, and tone, this sentence has no majesty and murderous aura at all, but it is said naturally and gently, more like a promise to a lover. But even Queen Catherine was stunned when she heard this, and looked up at the man with some incredulous expressions.

The man did not speak, but kissed Catherine on the lips again. He stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, and all the lights went out at once.

When the roaring thunder entered the dormitory, there was no longer a bit of majesty, and it was drowned out by the thick and greasy spring color in it.

It's about a mile away from the dormitory. On a tall tower. A man quietly watched as the lights of the distant dormitory went out, coughed lightly, and raised his head to drink the liquor from the wine glass in his hand.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and a thunderbolt mixed with thunderbolt tore the night sky in two, and even the towers trembled slightly in front of the might of heaven and earth. The wind fills the space throughout the tower. The man looked away from the dormitory, which was hidden in the darkness, looked at the inky sky that had just been engulfed in lightning, and whispered, "It's going to change the sky......

The deafening thunder couldn't cover it, and the man just whispered casually. The man had a sallow complexion, wore leather armor and a long sword, and was the leader of the Knights of the Kingdom. Erathia's first swordsman, General Orin.

In the tower also sits a middle-aged man dressed in a mage's robe, with a pattern on the ground indicating that he is the court magician of the royal palace of Erathia. He also looked in the direction of the dormitory, and asked in a low voice, "Is Her Majesty still entertaining that guest?" The last time I saw this guy, I was annoyed by the aura of magic on him. ”

"I don't like it either. But Her Majesty likes it. Ou Ling replied lightly, throwing it casually, the wine glass in his hand fell from the tall tower, and the sound of landing on the ground was drowned in the growing sound of the wind. "I believe Your Majesty has a reason to like him. We just need to do our job as a guard here. ”

The magician sighed and drank the wine from his glass. "Do you think that just the two of us can stop those assassins by drinking well here? I wonder if the Killer Guild has resurrect......ed again by killing three important military ministers overnight?"

"The quality of the Assassins is unquestionable. But the most critical place should be in strategy and planning. Ou Fu had already figured out the situation of the three adults and the places where they often haunted their living habits, so that he could kill the three adults in a row overnight. The most important thing is that the judgment of the identities of the three adults is extremely accurate, and they happen to be the three adults who have the most influence on the combat effectiveness of the Wang ** team. Ou Fu had been holding back and deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, although I had been on guard for a long time, but I didn't expect this sudden attack to catch us off guard. General Ou Ling sighed and coughed lightly. "If you can. I really don't want Erathia to have such an enemy......"

"Whether it's our enemy or not, it's not up to us......" The magician glanced out of the window, and Her Majesty's bedchamber was completely out of sight, only the endless darkness of the night and the growing wind that seemed to blow everything away.

"If you could...... I'd love to meet the Assassins now. It's a pity that I didn't find them after searching for a day today, and I don't know if they will leave tomorrow. ”

The magician's eyes shrank suddenly. "Are you saying those Assassins are still in the royal city......? Who else are they trying to kill?"

"I just hope it's the ones who deserve to be killed. Ou Ling lifted the bottle and poured the liquor into his throat, coughing heavily, his sallow face glowing with an invisible red in the darkness.

Another thunderclap. The raindrops the size of beans finally fell in the gale.

About two or three miles from the palace is St. Peter's Basilica. It is the largest church of the Church in Erathia and the most important stronghold. Cardinal Esquil is here.

However, in a mezzanine on the top floor of this tall and majestic sacred building, an assassin who was being hunted down was hiding in the darkness there.

After the thunder, the raindrops of beans pounded on the roof and made a sound like fried beans. Slowly, the sound of raindrops, wind and thunder filled the whole world, drowning out all other sounds. Asa nodded and whispered to himself, "It's been a nice day." ”

Jesse floated silently like a ghost, her black clothes, black hair, black skin, and black eyes, even if she didn't deliberately hide in the darkness, it was impossible to tell the difference. The Black Elves' innate stealth skills are also enough to outperform any race of thieves, plus their unique infrared vision. It's a great scout in the dark.

"Thirteen high-ranking priests, twenty high-ranking swordsmen, most of them are near the cardinal's room. Jessica whispered to Asa. "They were all very vigilant, and one of the head of the guards was particularly good, and I was almost discovered. ”

Asa nodded, he had just been assassinated three important military ministers last night, and the tension at this time was naturally inevitable.

But on the other hand, it's also an opportunity. After killing three ministers in a row and making a lot of trouble, he dared to hide in the royal city and continue to attack more important targets, such an assassin was absolutely beyond anyone's expectations.

"Where's Esquire?" asked Asa.

"In his room, but he seemed to be waiting for someone. ”