Mount Saint-Hilde, Peak District, Vigral Residence.

In the hall on the first floor, Hesse and a few friends sat on the sofa, sipping good coffee comfortably, while whispering and speculating about the inside story of Princess Lovena's escape.

As Hesse had guessed, if it was simply known that there was a problem with the blood of a prince of the United Kingdom of Nice, that the prince had contacted his half-brother in an attempt to take over the throne of the United Kingdom of Nice.

It's not really a big deal.

In the history of Metland, there are many sensational palace secrets and all kinds of unbelievable palace tragedies, if Lovena only knew this, Lomond would not have blatantly pursued to the territory of the Delenn Empire because of this matter, and even slaughtered a border guard camp in a frenzy!

"I really don't know, our Royal Highness the Princess, what exactly has mastered?" Victoria Rong Barrett, an elegant old lady, took her coffee and sighed softly: "This incident will really destroy our ...... and the Ice Sea Kingdom Covenant? ”

"The covenant is like a little girl's underwear, it will always be torn." Tagore Jung Leighton chuckled softly: "I'm still curious about what Princess Raffna took with her. Our people have already set off. ”

Victoria gave Tagore a blank look and whispered 'vulgarity'!

"Not much hope." Hesse muttered in a deep voice: "The garrison, the Supervision Department, and the Intelligence Headquarters all have good hands to spill out as soon as possible, and follow the route of Her Highness Lovena's escape. ”

Shaking his head, Hesse said in a deep voice: "To be honest, the official masters of the empire are much stronger than our guys. If they can really find something, then they are more sure; If they can't find it, then our people will be very difficult to find. ”

"She doesn't have it on her anyway." Old Lady Victoria bit her lip and muttered in a low voice: "The maid who was just sent to wait for her to change her clothes and bathe is very serious and careful, she is clean and clean, and it is impossible to hide anything." If she did bring something out, she must have been hiding on the way she came! ”

Hesse clapped his hands and sighed helplessly: "You can't be tortured, right?" Babylalia's still staring out there, the damn thing. ”

In the hall, the bigwigs of the new seven-member committee of Tulun Port frowned, their hearts were itching, and they were salivated by the secrets that Princess Raffna might have in her hands, but they were helpless to take her.

Underground, in the claustrophobic hall, Fried, Vigrar, and Duke Ross stood in a row in front of a feverish typewriter.

Viglar's current personal secretary, Sean, carried a small wooden bucket, his face was a little pale, and he poured the blood in the barrel on the typewriter with a small spoon.

This time, the request put forward by this weird typewriter is 'the hot blood in the heart of a three-year-old little bull with black and white patterns' as the main ingredient, and reconciles the 'hot blood taken out of the tongue of the eighteen-year-old black-haired old dog'!

This bastard's request has kept Vigral busy for a long time, and he wants to come to the imperial capital, and he is also busy dealing with this situation.

The three-year-old black and white bull is easy to find, and the black-haired old dog who has lived for eighteen years?

It used the strength of the seven-member committee, mobilized countless scoundrels, gangsters, sailors, and workers, and turned over most of Tulun Harbor, and finally it took nearly three hours to find a black dog that met the requirements at a strange-looking drugstore owner on Yaolu Street.

Vigrar stared at the Fever Typewriter and didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Duke Rose looked at the small bucket of blood and sighed in a low voice: "It's okay this time, I found an eighteen-year-old black dog...... What if not? It doesn't work? Are there no substitutes? ”

Above the fanatical typewriter, a large piece of red handwriting came out: "Your Excellency, dear Duke, you are beautiful, you are rich, you are powerful, you call for wind and rain, you can do anything...... Ah, why give birth to such a terrible, shameless thought? ”

"Replace me? Why? I have lost my freedom, I have been imprisoned here for so many years, and I have worked tirelessly to deliver important news to you...... Because of my existence, the royal family of the Delen Empire can control such a vast imperial territory! ”

"You want to replace me? Why? Just because of my little bit of insignificant personal hobbies? ”

"But, my honorable duke, even if he is the meanest and most stupid worker on the docks, you have to pay you for the work, right?"

"Even if it's the oldest and ugliest station-street girl in the alley of the docks, you're going to have to pay for the night after you've taken the most terrible flesh-comfort from her, right?"

"Am I not as good as an old and ugly station-street-woman?"

Freette burst out laughing...... He never imagined that this evil typewriter would be so sharp-toothed.

Duke Rose's face was flushed, and she gritted her teeth as she clenched her small folding fan in both hands, and she couldn't smash the damn creature to pieces without a single punch. She grinded her teeth for a long time, and then asked quietly: "Eighteen-year-old black dog, that ...... That ugly-looking pharmacy owner, it must have taken a lot of thought to raise this dog! ”

Duke Ross muttered, "Think about it, an ugly-looking old man with only a faithful old dog...... And in order to satisfy the monster's bad taste, we took away his old buddy who depended on him for his life......"

Vigrar's face twitched violently.

Sean, who was busy, raised his head and said dryly: "Your Excellency the Duke, that old black dog is what the grimace shopkeeper is going to use to cook medicinal food. The secret dog meat pot of the shopkeeper with a grimace is famous in some small circles of Tulun Harbor, especially for older men......"

"Medicinal diet? Dog meat stew? Duke Rose, who was in a state of pity, turned dark, twisted the small folding fan with both hands, and roared angrily: "That damn fellow, dog? He actually eats dog meat? Ah......h

Sean lowered his voice: "The neighbors of Medicine Furnace Street said that he didn't eat it himself, and he didn't think dog meat was distinctive...... But his secret dog meat pot sells very well, and it usually has to be booked half a month in advance......"

Duke Rose's roar stopped abruptly, and she gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Really, all of them are really decent people!" ”

At this moment, a bucket of plasma mixed with the blood of the little bull's heart and the blood of the old dog's tongue had all been spilled on the fanatical typewriter, turning into beads of blood the size of mung beans and whirling rapidly in the typewriter.

The typewriter shuddered with satisfaction, and countless mechanical keys 'clicked' up and down for a while.

A line of blood-colored handwriting floated up.

'Come on, I'm ready...... Cruel Imperial Empress, and you vicious accomplices, come and ravage me, trample on me, abuse me, and oppress me to your heart'......

Then, a line of handwriting quickly popped up.

'I'm Margaret III, damn it, what has to be done with me?' Did the kingdom of St. Chia attack [apex] the port of Tulum and their 'brave and warlike' sailors landed, or did the 'brave and warlike' elite of the Lucian Empire and his dogs attack us through the port of Tulum? ’

"Can't you let a poor old woman, who is often on the verge of a nervous breakdown, any easier?"

Freret, Vigrar, and Duke Ross bowed in the direction of the fanatical typewriter at the same time, and Vigrar said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, forgive your ministers for their incompetence, only you can make the final decision on this matter." ”

Before Margrethe III habitually complained and complained, Vigrar quickly recounted the events of the previous night.

At first, it was Joe who led the police team to stop a criminal act of colluding with pirates and illegally selling large-caliber naval guns. As Vigrar elaborated on this paragraph, a large amount of sweat quickly broke out on Freret's head.

Then, the fugitive Princess Raffna suddenly appeared, followed by an elite palace guard of the Ice Sea Kingdom, and even used a rare and expensive goblin demon puppet to chase and kill.

Viglar elaborated on what Princess Raffne told Joe about Prince William's bloodline in the United Kingdom of Nice, and Prince William's plan to hook up with his half-brother, Prince George, the crown prince of the Ice Kingdom, to try to take over the throne and control the entire United Kingdom of Nice.

Vigrar then focused on what they had seen and heard in the border barracks.

The group of palace guards of the Ice Sea Kingdom, they brazenly attacked a border guard camp of the Delen Empire, killing almost all the soldiers stationed inside, and a whole new flintlock rifle battalion was destroyed like this.

Vigrar said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this matter involves the three major powers of the Medland Continent and the sacrifice of hundreds of imperial soldiers...... I ask Your Majesty to adjudicate. ”

Imperial capital, claustrophobic hall, Margrethe III looked at the fanatical typewriter in front of him with a gloomy face.

After being silent for a while, she said coldly: "Selling large-caliber naval guns to pirates, especially the notorious Bloody Sail Pirate Regiment? Whatever the reason, whatever the reason, it is a capital offense. ”

"Is this a historical question left over from Papasi? Well, Papasi, and his henchmen, don't be put on trial in the port of Tulun, and send them all to Hyderabad...... Hanieway, Marcos, and their immediate subordinates were all sent back to Hydrderabad. ”

"Those pirates, execute on the spot, there is no doubt about it, of course, how much benefit you can get depends on your skills, Ross."

"The port of Tulum has strengthened its precautions, and the safety of Raffne and Lomond, you must be responsible for the end and do not allow them to come into contact with outsiders. I'm in Hyderabad, and I'm going to summon the ambassadors of the three countries, and they have to give me an explanation. ”

"As for ......"

Margrethe III was making her decision when an inquisitive magistrate quietly walked in the claustrophobic sanctuary of Tulum Harbor, handed Vigral a note, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Vigrar gasped, and inside the claustrophobic hall, large red letters were already popping up above the typewriter.

"Wow, a big surprise, want to know?"

"The following information, appearing in the port of Tulum, wow, what a ...... It's incredible......"

'Boom', the name of the few pieces of information that Joe had Laplacy prepare, quickly appeared in front of Margaret and the other important ministers of the empire.

It was as if a boulder had smashed into a deep well, and the claustrophobic hall quickly resounded with a high-pitched, messy, and incredibly roaring and invective.