A very formal confession was held by Wren. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wren flipped over and over and flipped the so-called "Empress Secret Order" in his hand, this thing was probably not kept secret from the moment it left Empress Pars's desk, right? He picked up the silver letter knife and picked open the envelope, without even checking the sealing mud, which made Wade, who was in charge of delivering the letter on the side, somewhat embarrassed.

Yes, Wade, once the first male favorite of Queen Pals, has now become a candidate to run errands and deliver letters. Like many male emperors, Queen Pars's interest in Wade waned quickly, and she suddenly changed her tastes, as if she felt that sissy men were inferior to those majestic men, so she kicked Wade with a kick. Now Wade is a courtier of Empress Pars, or a close minister, and his task is to make Empress Pars look ugly and stupid when she is depressed, so that she can be happy again.

The royal jester, that's what people call Wade.

"You haven't confirmed if the mud is ......," Wren just glanced at him, and the rest of the words made Wade swallow back into his stomach. How dare the Earl of Wren, a royal clown, who often does not give face to the Empress of Pars, resist such a character? The aggrieved Wade is feminine like a wronged girl, with her head bowed, her mouth pouted, and her eyes red.

Very few people can forge letterheads with royal coats of arms and gilds, because forging this thing will not only not bring them any profit, but will be positioned as a great crime of rebellion, and even conspirators are unwilling to toss this kind of thing.

The secret order was not long, and in her letter the Empress Pars briefly explained her anger at the border smuggling, wrote out the seriousness of the problem, and hoped that the Earl of Wren would fulfill the duty of a golden nobleman, uphold the Holy Covenant and mutual interests, and in the name of the Imperial Ministry of State Security, to settle the matter. To this end, Empress Pars signed a special decree appointing Wren as Minister of Special Inspectorate of the province of Demaragu, who could mobilize the local garrison and decide on the fly if necessary.

This is to kick me out of the imperial capital!

Wren smacked his lips, he also knew that he had tossed the imperial capital in the past six months since he returned to the imperial capital, and he had also performed a major operation on the country's system, as the female emperor of the empire, Empress Pars must have been tired of complaints and slanders every now and then, she needed to calm down for a while, at least let herself have a vacation.

At the end of the letter, Empress Pars also very kindly told Wren that when he returned from De Malagu, a grand coming-of-age ceremony would be held for him, and all the famous nobles and people in the entire imperial capital would be invited to make his coming-of-age ceremony a grand event that attracted worldwide attention.

He hesitated, considering whether to turn down the task. Of course, staying in the imperial capital has advantages, and all the dynamics of the political center can be controlled by him anytime and anywhere. But leaving, there is also the advantage of leaving, at least for a short time, he will temporarily leave the public eye. The reform of the Imperial Council was indeed very successful, and the nobles who had always hoped to enter the Imperial Council were grateful to Wren for promoting the reform of the Imperial Council. Civil rights activists also have some affection for Wren, believing that his move has moved the country from dictatorship to a fairer society.

Where there is light, there must be darkness, and while there are people who like you, there will be people who hate you.

Coupled with the public opinion war that has just stopped, some people in the government and the opposition have already complained about what Ren did during the time he returned to the imperial capital. Politics is great, righteous and sacred, because politics can solve all difficulties, make people's lives better, and significantly improve the speed of officials and organs. But politics is also dirty, because standing in the whirlpool of politics is always full of betrayal, and there will always be arrows from the darkness.

Changing one's position is as simple as breathing for politicians. One moment they thought Wren was a good guy, and the next they were able to pull a knife from the back.

He has already offended a group of people, so leaving at this time can also cool down some things.

After thinking clearly, he threw the letter into the brazier beside him, and the flames instantly swallowed the letter, "Go back and tell Pars, I promised to do this." He crossed his index fingers with both hands, rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Wade with eyes that were neither close nor distant, a little cold, but not mad, "I was not forced to leave the imperial capital by her, but I, as a branch of the golden nobles, took on the responsibility that I should have provoked, and that's all." The exact words were conveyed to her. ”

With a wave of his hand, Wade deserves to lean away, looking at this sissy's writhing ass, Wren shuddered, he also has a sissy at home - Phonkos.

What a scary creature!

Even though he is accustomed to Fontos's "charm", he still has goosebumps in the face of the second, more feminine Wade.

The news of Wren's departure quickly spread throughout the imperial capital, and as the main driver of the recent series of major events, this event is indeed of extraordinary significance. Some people believe that this is a means for Empress Pars to ruthlessly abandon Wren after he runs out of him, while others believe that it is a means for Empress Pars to protect Wren. The same thing, from different angles and different positions, can be interpreted differently.

But either way, Wren is leaving, that's the truth. Whether you hate him or love him, at this moment, it is over for the time being.

Before leaving, Wren met Bowen's family on an important mission to run for Empress Pars. Although Bowen is dead, his family still has to pay a certain price for the fire he set in Weststream City. They were exiled to the borders of the Western Front, where they had to dedicate at least ten years of their lives to the country in order to be forgiven.

The family is very grateful for Wren's help, in fact, their original destination was in Demalagu, and now they feel scared when they think about it. If it weren't for Bowen's willingness to die to pit Empress Pars, and for Empress Pars having to pinch her nose and carry this black cauldron, maybe they would have hit the road with Wren. Ever since the barbarians on the Arctic Ice Sheet began to agitate, the situation in Demalagus has become tense.

At the behest of Gavin and Grace, de Malagu built two new cities, and if they went, they would inevitably become among the hardest and most tiring laborers. Build cities for the nation in extremely hostile environments, and possibly face barbarian invasions.

A little money was given to them - part of Bowen's money was paid to the survivors of the Weststream City massacre as compensation, and part of it was frozen, and the money would naturally be unsealed after ten years. So they don't have much gold to squander now, and Wren gave them a thousand gold coins, which is enough for them to live a prosperous life in a place like the Western Front for ten years if they save a little money.

At this point, it can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness, and it can be regarded as the last bit of compensation for Bowen's sacrifice.

This price is countless times higher than the price of civilians, and they should be satisfied.

Sitting in the carriage, he lifted the curtain of the car with golden ears, and took one last look at the imperial capital, and the carriage galloped quickly on the official road, galloping towards the north.

Eighteen years later......

But no.

At this time, in the courtyard of an inconspicuous farmhouse in Demalagus, some people in linen clothes were sitting or standing, discussing something with serious faces. Occasionally, I could see that under the tight linen, there were extremely expensive fabrics and luxurious ornaments. These people are dressed in civilian clothes, but each person's temperament and style are very different from those of civilians. The self-confidence in their eyebrows and their condescending bearing are completely beyond the reach of civilians.

"News has come from the south, the Earl of Wren has been ordered by His Majesty the Emperor to investigate the smuggling. The person who spoke had short silver-gray hair, each hair was like a silver needle, his eyebrows were also gray, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright. The high bridge of his nose made his eye sockets look a little deep, and the thin lips made his whole appearance a little gloomy and mean. He sat in the middle of the courtyard, and the others were scattered around him, faintly honoring him.

He crossed his legs, clasped his hands on his knees, and there was a kind of squint in his eyes, "I have always heard that the merchants of the east are treated like obedient dogs by the Count of Wren, and even the miracle merchant Sarcomo listens to him. But this is not the east, this is our territory. ”

These merchants are the most notorious smugglers active on the border. They continue to buy the specialties on the ice sheet at low prices, transport them to the mainland, and sell them at high prices to make a huge difference. At the same time, some commodities that are positioned as strategic and sensitive materials are openly pulled to the ice field for sale. In this world, or in any era, on any planet, all the materials that are controlled and controlled often mean huge profits.

These profits are enough to make them ignore the law, not to mention that behind them, there is a group of nobles supporting them, which gives them something to fear. To offend one of them is to offend all of them, and to offend a large number of nobles. Even though the governor of Demalagus knew that they were smuggling controlled goods, he turned a blind eye. Why? It's not about being afraid of them, it's about the forces behind them.

This man's words resonated with the merchants, who, unlike the merchants who traveled around the country, only traded in smuggling.

When a person crosses the line between law and morality again and again, law and morality cannot form an effective binding force on them, and they become pale and powerless.

Someone laughed and shouted, "If the Count of Wren doesn't know each other, then we'll send him back!"

The others laughed wildly and tied up and sent back, something they often do. They didn't dare to murder a golden nobleman, but there was nothing else they didn't dare.

The leader chuckled and waved his hand, and the laughter in the courtyard stopped, "I heard that Count Wren is a smart man, maybe he will become even smarter after coming here?", after a pause, his face gradually became serious, "What the Silver Mountain Tribe wants, organize someone to send it over as soon as possible." The orders for the Holy Mountain must also be completed before Wren comes. Although we are not afraid of him, there is no need to deliberately clash with him. Let him come happily, and then let him go back happily, and that's it. ”