The forces in Victoria were intricate, with some cooperating with the royalists and some cooperating with the new nobility.

Zhou Jinru usually has more contact with puppet shadows, so he is quite familiar with the various characteristics of the Scarlet Troupe, and the agent who fell to the ground hid in the curtain before, and his emotional perception can be detected, but he can't see it with the naked eye, plus two special short knives, his identity is about to be revealed.

Since he wanted to commit suicide, Zhou Jinru had no reason not to do it.

"Do you know where he's from?"

"The Crimson Troupe, a secret organization in Victoria, specializes in cultivating these guys who are good at hiding in the shadows."

Zhou Jinru casually picked up a nearby curtain to wipe his hands, and his heart was tired.

Since he has the active attack ability of Psychic Shock, he can rarely encounter enemies that have been in effect for more than five seconds, either the race resistance is too high, or he has been professionally trained, and most of the time he has a fixed stun time of one second.

Sylvia didn't ask much, vigilantly carrying a short gun, walking half a body in front of Zhou Jinru.

"Go this way, we have to speed up, and soon more enemies will come."

The structure of the antechamber of the palace of Lentinium is not complicated, to be precise, it is similar to the slightly larger villa, and Zhou Jinru followed Sylvia through quickly to the atrium.

"How many times have you been here?"

"I used to be a spear instructor for members of the royal family, and I used to haunt the royal family's horse farm."

The palatial palace was empty, and there was no one except for the precious paintings hanging on the walls, and the source of emotions could not be found within the scope of emotional perception.

Sylvia glanced up at the door number and beckoned, "Come with me, it's almost there, in front of you is the king's living quarters, and most of the royal family members are active here." ”

A few minutes later, they arrived at their destination, and directly in the hallway was a portrait of a little girl in a dress, judging by the ethnicity, it was Aslan.

"What are you looking at?"

Sylvia noticed that Zhou Jinru's pace had slowed down, followed his line of sight, and explained: "That's the portrait of Her Royal Highness Vena, she looked so ugly when she was three years old, hehe, Your Highness has complained to me more than once." ”

Turns out that Vina was so ugly as a child?

It's a big secret.

Zhou Jinru secretly said silently in his heart.

He withdrew his gaze at the right time, followed Sylvia into a room, his eyes swept around the simple and clear furniture, and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

"If something really happens to the royal family, my student will leave me a signal that the only person he can trust is me."

The dragoon walked to the couch leaning against the coffee table, stabbed it with the short gun in her hand, only to hear a poof, the tip of the spear pierced the couch skin, and the white cotton wool leaked out of the hole, she reached out and touched it, and after a few seconds, pulled out a notebook with a black cover.

Zhou Jinru suddenly realized that there is a mezzanine at the connection of the general sofa, and the person sitting on the sofa will occasionally accidentally drop some small things into the mezzanine, such as a mobile phone, and then he can't find it, so he has to use the ringtone to prompt by calling, and finally crying and laughing when he finds it.

Hiding a notebook in the mezzanine of the sofa is really impossible to do without a little imagination.

"What's in the notebook?"

Zhou Jinru asked curiously.

Emotional perception sensed the dragoon's fiery temper, and she was now very angry, a little hesitant, and even panicked.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Syllable.

The notebook closed heavily, Sylvia's face was pale, her palm was clutching the notebook, she raised her head, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm down.

"We need to get out of here."

Her cold words seemed to freeze the air.

Zhou Jinru was just about to speak, when he suddenly noticed that many unfamiliar emotional sources were approaching, the number was considerable, and the intensity was not low.

"We're in trouble."

Rumble!

The door of the room was blasted open from the outside, and several red-uniformed guards armed with sharp blades broke in, and an old man with gray hair walked in slowly, dressed in a crisp formal suit.

At the moment of opening the door, Sylvia stuffed the notebook into her armor, and no one else saw the notebook except for Zhou Jinru, who was present.

The meticulous old man with silver-white hair clenched his cane, moved his gaze from Zhou Jinru to Sylvia's face, and said lightly: "Ms. Sylvia, long time no see." ”

The dragoon suppressed his anger: "Sir Baldwin, why are you in the palace, Your Majesty? ”

"His Majesty the King is in a safe place, but you, as the commander of the special defense forces of Lentinium, killed your colleagues and broke into the palace, do you want to overthrow His Majesty?!"

At this moment, Sylvia had calmed down, and her eyes were contemptuous: "Sir Baldwin, I know very well what you have done, what I am doing, you are also very clear, no need to say nonsense, don't think that these people you brought can stop me!" ”

"No, we don't have to be so tense, Lady Sylvia, I'm just saying that it's a possibility, no one here is really going to hold you accountable, listen, our country is suffering a man-made catastrophe, our enemies are eyeing each other, and some people are still obsessed with infighting, and we need to put an end to this senseless attrition."

"You guys?"

"We."

Sir Baldwin chuckled, "His Majesty's power is too great, and his recklessness has accelerated the country's march towards hell, and you know what he has done, he wants to force legislation in Parliament and take power that does not belong to him in his hands." ”

Sylvia was silent.

"We're just correcting his mistakes."

Sylvia remained silent.

Her actions became acquiescence and compromise in Sir Baldwin's eyes, and the smile on the old man's face was strong.

"I think we've come to an agreement, Lady Sylvia, it's too cold, let me treat you to a drink, and this companion of yours, who is he? Who are you? ”

In the latter sentence, Sir Baldwin said to Zhou Jinru.

But at this moment, Sylvia spoke: "Victoria's successive monarchs have opened up the territory, and the moderate decrees have made the land prosperous and powerful, so the nobility everywhere has become stronger, which is the foundation of Victoria's strength, right?" ”

"Yes, ma'am, you are right, without us, this country would not be at the top of this land."

She asked, "Sir Baldwin, to whom are you loyal?" ”

"I'm loyal to Victoria, that's normal."

"No!"

The dragoon raised her voice as she took a step forward, and the guards gathered around Sir Baldwin couldn't help but take a big step back!

"You are only loyal to yourself!"