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"Lord Claude, this is a list drawn up by my subordinates, please take a look at it. Tiberius handed a list of names written on a parchment to the lord sitting in his study.

Taking over the list list, Meng Fan carefully looked through the names listed on the list, and after these names were also written the age and position, and the list list included Bilton, the commander of the Royal Guard, and Raul, the Chancellor of the Exchequer...... The names of more than twenty people in total.

Meng Fan looked at the end from beginning to end, and at the end of the list was a fourteen-year-old boy named Wiggins, "Tiberius, who is this Wiggins?" Meng Fan looked up and asked.

"Lord Claude, Wiggins is the son of Gerald, the commander of the French army, and Sophia, the head of the Silver Knights. Tiberius, who was standing at the table, replied.

"Oh. Meng Fan nodded, and then looked at the list in his hand from the beginning, "Okay, then these people, Tiberius, you ordered Gruya to arrest them all and send them to be secretly executed outside the city." Meng Fan handed the list back to Tiberius.

"Yes, sir. Tiberius took the list and turned to walk outside.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, Tiberius bumped into the dark mage Mar Saha, who was followed by a man in his thirties.

"Who is he, Lord Marsaha?" Tiberius looked at the man who was following him.

"Oh, he's, the squire of King Fran, and he's the one who helped our army enter Bibo City smoothly. Marzaha smiled and looked back at the squire behind him,.

"Lord Tiberius, Master Claude is waiting to see him. Marzah pointed to the study, "Please come in." Tiberius made way for the two men.

"Lord Claude. Marsahar led into the study and saluted Meng Fan, who was sitting at the desk.

Standing up from the chair, Meng Fan walked in front of the two of them. "Mar Saha, is he the one you said you were talking about?" Meng Fan looked at the attendant.

"That's right, Lord Claude, his name is, and he is a chamberlain at the side of King Pavarot III of France, and he is trusted by Pavarot III. Marzahar nodded.

"Lord Claude, it's an honor to meet you. bowed and saluted Meng Fan.

", Mar Saha said that he sent you to the Kingdom of Fran ten years ago, so that you can find a way to stay by the king's side?" Meng Fan asked.

"Yes, Lord Claude, I entered the kingdom of France ten years ago on the instructions of Lord Marzaha...... replied.

", you...... Is it a dark magician?" Meng Fan stared at the man in his thirties in front of him and asked, "Lord Claude, I am not a dark magician yet, although my physique is suitable for cultivating dark magic, but Lord Marsaha asked me not to rush to become a dark magician, and the identity of an ordinary person is more convenient to move in the Franway Kingdom." said.

The reason why Mar Saha was able to follow Meng Fan around was because Ma Saha was wearing a dark artifact Netherworld robe that could hide his breath, and for, the identity of an ordinary person could make him stay safely by King Fran's side.

"Well,, thank you very much for your forbearance and lurking for the past ten years, so that our army can successfully occupy Bibo City without a single soldier. Meng Fan nodded appreciatively.

"Lord Claude, I am willing to do anything for the revival of the dark mage. replied.

After listening to's words, Meng Fan glanced at Mar Saha, who was standing aside, and walked back to the chair at the table and sat down.

", I have something you need to help me out. Meng Fan raised his head and said, "Lord Claude, if you ask, I will definitely tell you everything I know." replied respectfully.

"Well,, the current King of France is said to have five sons. Meng Fan spoke, "Yes, Lord Claude, Lord Pavarot likes women, in addition to Queen Margaret, His Majesty Pavarot has more than ten wives in the palace, Queen Margaret has a son for His Majesty Pavarot, and four of the other ten or so ladies have also given birth to sons for His Majesty Pavarote." replied.

"What is the status of these princes in the palace?" Meng Fan asked with his hands on the desk and tapped lightly, "Prince Enola, the son born to Queen Margaret, is ten years old this year, Prince Enola has been designated as the crown prince by His Majesty Pavarot, and the other princes are all born to His Majesty's favored wife, and their status in the palace is almost the same, and the youngest Prince Faeron is only one year old." replied.

"It's only a year old,, who is this Prince Faeron's mother?" Meng Fan thought for a while and asked, "Prince Pheron's mother, Naia, is the daughter of a commoner family near the royal capital, two years ago, His Majesty Pavarot met Madame Naya when he went out of the palace to play, and His Majesty Pavarot saw that Madame Naya looked pure and beautiful, so he brought her back to the palace. ”

"Commoner's daughter...... Meng Fan touched his chin, ", can you bring this Lady Nya over for me to see?" Meng Fan said.

"Of course, Lord Claude, in the royal palace, His Majesty Pavarot has more than a dozen favored ladies, and he cannot take care of them all at all, and now His Majesty is obsessed with Alice and Lilith's sisters. nodded.

Soon after, the chamberlain returned to the palace.

"Lord Claude, are you going to choose an heir for His Majesty Pavarot?" the blood-red eyes of the dark mage Mar Saha, who remained in the study, stared at Meng Fan, who was sitting at his desk.

"Pavarot III has been sitting on the throne for more than ten years, and the people of the Kingdom of France are not very satisfied with this king, so I will take this opportunity to help the people of the Kingdom of France choose a good king. Meng Fan put his legs on the desk in front of him, put his hands on his abdomen and said with a smile.

"Lord Claude, you seem to be optimistic about the youngest prince. Ma Saha said, "It's better to be younger, you can cultivate ...... slowly," Meng Fan said with a smile.

"Lord Claude, Prince Faeron is young, and his mother is the daughter of a commoner...... I'm afraid that's why Lord Claude has taken a fancy to Prince Pheron. Marsahar said in a hoarse voice.

Glancing up at the black-robed man standing in front of him, "Mar Saha, if it were up to you to choose, who would you choose to be the next king of the Fharan Kingdom." Meng Fan touched his right hand, which had two fingers missing, and asked.

"Chatter, of course your subordinates agree with Lord Claude, only Prince Faeron is the king, can it be more convenient for us to control the Kingdom of France. Marzahar replied with a smile.

The two chatted in the study for a while, "Mar Saha, you have already sent away the five thousand dwarven warriors. Meng Fan turned the subject to the dwarves, "Yes, Lord Claude, the Dwarven King returned to the Fallen Pine Hills with his personal guards early this morning. Marzahar nodded.

After successfully capturing Bibo City, the royal capital of the Kingdom of France, Meng Fan immediately asked Mar Sahar to send the dwarven army back to the pine hills. Soon, the envoy of the Bright Sect will come to Bibo City, as long as there are no dwarven warriors in his army, Meng Fan will find a way to perfunctory the envoy sent by the Pope.

"Mar Saha, you take someone to the treasury of Bibo City to take an inventory and see how much money is in the treasury, the envoy of the Holy See of Light is here, we have to prepare some gifts for this envoy. Meng Fan said softly.

"Understood, Lord Claude. Marsahar bowed to Meng Fan and left.

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At the same time, at the southern gate of Bibo City, a horse-drawn carriage drove out of the city gate, and when it drove out of the city gate, the carriage accelerated its speed.

"Driving...... The attendant sitting at the front of the carriage drove two horses dragging the carriage.

"Master Wiggins, we're out of the royal capital. In the carriage, an old servant whispered to a young man in a cloak sitting beside him.

Slowly taking off the cloak and hat on his head, sitting in the carriage was a white-haired boy of fourteen or five years old.

"Young Master Wiggins, where are we going now?" asked the old servant beside him, "the Kingdom of Bretan." After replying, the white-haired boy reached out and opened the window, sticking his head out of the window.

Looking at the royal capital that was getting farther and farther away, "Father, mother, one day, I will use Claude's dog's head to honor you two." The white-haired boy said silently with tears in his eyes.

This white-haired boy who escaped from the royal capital in a carriage is Wiggins, the son of Gerald, the commander of the French army, and Sophia, the leader of the Silver Knights.