Frederick shook his head, his sallow lips twitched, and he looked up at Philia haggardly for two seconds before asking, "Are you......?" Are you a native of the continent? Are you really not a demigod lurking around me?"

His spirit was on the verge of a breakdown, and when he asked this, he was as stupid as a drooling child. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Filia sneered, fully carrying out the duties of the vase, using her beauty like a flower to heal others, and coquettishly rolled her disdainful eyes: "You think about the ideal, a spy must have a public face to be competent, right? Is a beautiful and eye-catching girl like me really suitable for a hidden mission? Still lurking by your side, you really think of yourself as a shallot." ”

Ophelia turned her head and let out a "puff".

Frederick opened his mouth and looked at the knight for a moment, then suddenly covered his face with his hands and inhaled with relief: "I'm afraid you're a demigod, I'm scared, I'm scared - because I can't swing my sword at you." ”

Filia was stunned, and her pretended cheerfulness and coquettishness melted into ice water, and she looked down at Frederick with a look of compassion, and longed to kneel down and hug him, and gently sing him a lullaby.

Only then did she understand that Frederick was afraid of turning against her. He was afraid of losing the person he loved, so he was frightened by conjecture, and he couldn't continue to think rationally, so he showed that cowardly collapse. Thinking about the reason, Filia was suddenly moved with poignancy, wishing that she would become a lifeless garment, which could not only warm him, but also gain his trust.

Ophelia stomped her feet and said hatefully: "Don't be afraid, brother, I will swing that sword for you, and I will be able to do it." "Vinegar flew in the air.

Filia was shocked and shouted, "Ophelia, I said I won't rob my brother with you!

"Don't play word games with me, you have a way out of your words!" Ophelia bared her teeth shrewdly.

The chief knight pursed his lips and looked at the little girl who was tense, and suddenly felt embarrassed to bully a child, and tolerated not to care about her.

Frederick suddenly shook to his feet, staggered over, hugged the big and small, bowed his head and wept, and said, "I can believe that you guys are very good." ”

Ophelia immediately pushed the knight captain, turned around and hugged her brother's waist: "Only hug me! I am the dearest one, and they all have to line up in the second or third place." ”

When Philia was hugged and shy and wanted to resist, she was pushed away and then nostalgic, and when she saw Ophelia having the courage to dominate her brother to be coquettish, she immediately got angry with the child, raised her thin eyebrows, and said serious things to Frederick with a straight face: "Think about it, the creator god will use inferior text messages to take revenge and vent his anger because he can't hurt you, and the vision around you is a signal of safety, indicating that the hatred of the creator god is at most like this." ”

"Yes. He himself could not disrupt the normal functioning of the world, because there were still demigods to enjoy and play within. Frederick composed, regained his ability to think, and kicked the book at his feet.

"But the demigods are a great threat to you. According to your description, since they are demigods, they must have the memories of the divine realm. And each demigod is not only open-minded and unpredictable, but also has a unique demigod talent. Since Ferdinand's talent is immortal, it was introduced that other demigods will also have a 'god talent' comparable to that of the 'immortal' to ensure their entertainment. Such demigods will not cultivate livestock in obscurity, on the contrary, they will definitely open up exciting and magnificent causes. So you can narrow down the suspected targets of demigods to the upper echelons of power. "Filia fully demonstrates the qualities of a professional soldier and the intuition of an elegant woman. She spoke eloquently and eloquently with clear ideas, and occupied Frederick's full attention, so anxious that Ophelia shed tears in her brother's arms.

"For example, the demigod Ferdinand, as the Elector, as Prince Sirisha, tried to annex the royal heirs of the HRE Empire. It can be launched, and other demigods will not be too weak to be outrageously, and their status, capital, military strength, and industrial level will be at least comparable to Ferdinand. Frederick stroked his sister's silver hair, mechanically soothing her while contemplating herself.

"For example, General Franz of Prusha. He's the only undefeated player on par with your grandfather, and he's the only one who can keep the pressure on the Sirisha border. Philia began to enumerate the great powers, familiar as counting house slaves: "Another example is Fran the Great." He was the only one who had the ability to make peace between General Franz and Prince Ferdinand in private, and work together to annex the HRE and weaken the Holy See. ”

Frederick became anxious again, he waved his hand to rebuke the light infantry at the door, and then ploughed his hair and tossed around the room: "Fortunately, I climbed the Holy See as a backer. I don't have much time left, and I have to find a way to deal with Ferdinand. Ferdinand, with his money, industry, army, and imperial grace, would soon prop up the bourgeoisie to replace the dominant position of the officer Van Klee. So the military department is also in danger of everyone, and I must seize this last opportunity. ”

Ophelia saw that her brother and the beautiful knight were talking very speculatively, and she had to intervene hard, and she was immediately afraid that her brother would think differently, and at the same time she was jealous of the harmonious and tacit understanding between Filia and her brother, and she was so anxious that she gritted her teeth and was about to find a firewood knife to cut people;

Filia rushed up and grabbed Frederick's hand: "I'm here to tell you, don't trust the military department, don't trust my father! Nationalist officers and aristocrats are extremely xenophobic, although they treat me like a relative, they treat you like a pawn, don't be stupid to be their cannon fodder!"

Frederick suddenly stopped pacing, stared at her and asked, "What? What are you expecting?"

"My father told me at today's dinner that they want to borrow your hand to pluck out the evil sores of the empire and get rid of Ferdinand! He personally spat out the word cannon fodder, you are a cannonball in his eyes, he cherishes and loves you, it does not mean that he will accompany you to burn together. In fact, the reason why the military department is reluctant to take matters into its own hands is to control the inflammation of the empire in a local area, not spread to the whole empire!"

Frederick stared at Filia blankly, his teeth chattering with excitement, and when Filia begged to look at him, Frederick suddenly burst out coldly, "Great...... Great!"

"Good...... What is it?" Filia was dumbfounded.

Frederick thumped his palms vigorously and spun around in joy: "My guess is right...... The Holy See can guarantee my legitimacy, the War Department can guarantee the feasibility of the plan, Ophelia's bank can guarantee my logistics and armaments - as long as the Knights of the Round Table are secretly ordered to enter Beijing, it is possible, it is possible!"

Frederick turned suddenly, his eyes spewing out a scorching fire, and he lowered his voice in ecstasy, like a restless gambler, allowing his ambition to grow fiercely: "Filia, I think, I can compete with Ferdinand for the power of the Empire!"

Philia was dumbfounded.

Everything was exactly the same as his father asserted: her persuasion of Frederick to renounce the idea of rebellion would only ignite the young man's surging ambitions, plant the seeds of rebellion in his heart, and make him irresistibly reckless.

Because the dragoon commander not only saw through Philia, but also Frederick. (To be continued.) )