Because Elder "refused" to use the healing device, there were still obvious bruises on his face when the two arrived at the palace.

In the end, Garcia still didn't let him enter the palace wrapped in a quilt, and turned out a military uniform and put it on him.

Alder followed Garcia unimpeded to the palace, the pure white palace has undergone many repairs over the millennium, and it still can't erase the heaviness left by the years.

Passing a tree, Elder stopped suddenly. Garcia watched him walk around behind the tree and let out a "yo".

"The tree is still alive." He touched a deep knife mark on the thick trunk of the tree, and explained under Garcia's inquiring gaze: "This was secretly made when Michael and I were just learning swordsmanship when I was a child, and the people in the Senate accused the royal family of not being able to behave such rudely. ”

He seemed to mumble to himself, "I didn't expect that I would choose to come back here in just a few decades." ”

Garcia: "? Didn't I carry you back? ”

Elder: ...... Shame on forgetting.

The attendant saw the two of them from a distance, walked over hurriedly, glanced at Ald without a trace, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Please come with me, Your Majesty has been waiting in the study for a long time." ”

Garcia: "Why are you so sparkled all of a sudden?" Your Majesty dropped the documents again and was going to set fire to the Senate himself? ”

The attendant looked up at her in surprise, his eyes were complex and rich, including "Marshal, don't you know that this is the prince, don't you know the past of the prince and His Majesty competing for the throne", and "Now that the prince has come back and made such a low-key, isn't he planning to quietly do it and directly ascend to the throne with a knife".

I don't know if it's an illusion, Garcia felt that he still saw a subtle leap of praying for relief.

Garcia glanced at Eld, who was smiling seriously, and sighed weakly again, "Let's go, go see Your Majesty." ”

Micaliella did not dare to strike in earnest - the emperor's private treasury was in the hands of the Parliament, and the strike would not pay her wages. Garcia was holding up a document that covered her entire face when she walked in, indifferent to their arrival.

"Your Majesty, take it down." Garcia reminded "kindly".

Immediately and silently, Micaliera turned the document upside down and continued to ignore them.

"I lied to you." Garcia smiled softly, and the next second she moved nimbly to the side, and the file flew past her face and slammed into the wall.

Micaliaira tapped the table with some impatience: "Elde, haven't you been eaten by a dog for years of not seeing your etiquette?!" ”

Elder crossed his arms and looked at her, "We don't need so many fakes, do we?" What is the relationship between you and me, you don't know? ”

The fire between the two almost rose to the sky,

Garcia glanced at the wall that had been smashed out of a small pit, and said calmly: "I brought the people, so as not to disturb the two of you to reminisce." ”

She turned her head and went out, closing the door intimately under the frightened eyes of the attendant, and letting the siblings quarrel on their own.

"Marshal......" the attendant was worried, "Is it true that Your Majesty and His Royal Highness the Prince will not fight?" ”

Garcia comforted him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty won't kill you out of anger." ”

Squire: Not comforted at all!

However, Garcia thought to himself that the relationship between the two must not be as rumored.

She walked towards the outside of the palace, and suddenly felt that the days ahead might become very lively.

"Hey! Garcia! Garcia—"

As she passed by a window, she heard someone shouting at her from below, and after the first shout, she weakened, and the second she became lazy.

Garcia looked down at the window.

It was a green meadow, and Nan Xi was lounging on a chaise longue, her wide parasols casting shadows around her, and she herself was waving at Garcia in a moment.

Garcia went downstairs and walked over to her, where the chamberlain had already placed another chaise long.

"Nanjin didn't come?"

"What are you taking her for? It's not fun. Nan Xi leaned on the recliner without a gesture, "How is it?" ”

"What?"

"Prince." Nan Xi laughed, her eyes crooked.

"If you can't beat me, it's unlikely that you'll usurp the throne." Garcia replied solemnly, in exchange for a sneer.

She looked up at the place where the Empress's office was, "I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince was also trained in the army at the beginning, and he is very good at mecha control ability, and his mental threshold is also surprisingly high. She paused, "It's not like our little majesty. ”

Successive generations of Nottras emperors were required to be both civil and military, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the people, and although a large part of the spiritual threshold was due to innate influences, the people always demanded more from the supreme ruler.

After Michelela first ascended the throne, there was a lot of turmoil in the city, and many people were speculating whether it was the crown prince who had some incurable disease that made it her turn to be emperor.

In addition to her always cynical image, the mental threshold that is far inferior to her brother is also a point that has been criticized by her over the years.

"That's right." Garcia pulled out the card and threw it to her, "It probably won't work, sorry." ”

"Eh-" Nan Xi regretfully put away the card, "If you can get out of there smoothly, it means that the movement is not small, and I didn't think that I would be able to continue to use this identity in the future." ”

Garcia raised an eyebrow: "Give it back to you with something else?" ”

Nan Xi: "So generous? But I don't have much to want lately, so I owe ...... first."

Before the words fell, a loud bang came from overhead!

A huge solid wood desk fell from the sky, Garcia raised his hand to summon Bai Ze, and the platinum ring turned into tens of thousands of sharp shards, cutting the entire desk into countless pieces in mid-air in an instant!

Garcia raised his hand, and the invisible wind condensed in his palm, blowing all the pieces to the other side.

Nan Xi lay motionless on the chair, and even yawned.

She closed her eyes, and a gust of wind whistled away from her ears.

"Are you sure the prince is not here to usurp the throne?"

Garcia was silent for two seconds and said slowly: "I think it's more likely to get rid of us." ”

The two of them looked at each other silently, and they both thought deeply of each other.