"Oh? Does His Highness doubt the results of the investigation by the New Party? After all, the evidence at the scene has shown that yes, the Witch Research Society planned this attack, and His Highness has also commanded the Hidden Affairs Bureau to conduct a cleanup operation against the Witch Research Society in the whole country..."

Fisher was careful not to reveal what he had so far, for he was not sure what the prince in front of him was trying to do now.

If Godlin IX and Blake, the operator behind the Pink Pavilion, are both members of the Pioneer Faction, and they are inextricably linked, then what is the position of the prince in front of him?

As the most likely prince to inherit the throne, Prince Dexter has always behaved very modestly, and many of his decisions and behaviors are like replications, looking for possible solutions to the current situation in the history of past decisions, just as he often invited his subordinates to breakfast to show his affinity like Godlin II.

The New Party and the Griffons have a similar assessment of the prince in front of them: moderation.

But moderation also means stability, it means maintaining the status quo, and Godlin IX's pioneering policies have brought glory to Nari over the past few decades, so Prince Dexter has a lot of trust in the Pioneers in policy, otherwise they would not have left a lot of things to them to handle.

So, in the face of Prince Dexter's inquiry, Fisher just smiled slightly, made a sleek transition, and threw the question back.

"Fisher, please look at this..."

Dexter glanced at Fisher, then twisted a golden cufflink on his sleeve with his fingers, and in Fisher's sight, layers of thick black shadows gradually emerged from the cuffs, and the black shadows wrapped around the position where Fisher and Prince Dexter were sitting.

Fisher's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard Prince Dexter's calm voice of comfort,

"Calm down, Fisher, this is the relic [Image] that I carry with me, which is used to record some of what I have seen and heard before, all of which are real projections of my memory."

As soon as his words fell, his figure gradually disappeared into an illusory black shadow, and in the next second, a scene gradually emerged in the center of the black fog like a lake illuminated by moonlight at night.

Fisher's gaze looked at the scene, which was a corridor filled with moonlight, and outward to the corridor was a courtyard that had been carefully manicured by the royal gardener.

The moonlight is condensed, and in the corridor, countless intricate patterns are engraved on the walls and pillars next to it, and the gold-colored three-ring circular pattern indicates that it is the golden palace where the Nari royal family lives.

At this moment, a man in a short robe leaned against the middle of the corridor, looking down at the moonlit courtyard outside.

The man had long blond hair and a handsome appearance, but his face was so pale that one wondered if he had done something to overdraw his body, and it was none other than the second prince mentioned earlier, Lances Godling.

The black fog's perspective is very hidden, and when he peeks around the corner of the corridor far behind Prince Rencis, he sees Dexter hiding behind the corridor and eavesdropping.

It didn't take a few seconds for the prince of Lensis to come intermittently, but fortunately Fisher could roughly hear what he meant.

"What the hell is going on with you guys, you haven't caught her yet? Don't you know what is going on with your father? ”

Fisher's brow furrowed slightly, and he watched intently at the scene in the black mist.

There was silence in the courtyard since Lensis spoke, and there was no reply, but Lensis seemed to have received a response, and went on to say the next sentence,

"Don't say anything he needs to rest this week, if it drags on for a second, a day, a week, the situation may deteriorate, we have already said before... You guys messed up with Schwally's visit, and there's no room for fault in this matter, you know! ”

There was something hideous about Lensis's pale face, a far cry from the taciturn image of the usual day.

After waiting for this sentence to be finished, he gasped for a moment in the quiet courtyard, and only after the other party did not reply did he glance around hatefully, and walked towards the other end of the corridor, leaving only the quiet courtyard and moonlight.

The image of the black mist gradually faded away, and the swirling black mist slowly contracted like a vortex, and finally returned to the cuff of Dexter's sleeve.

"Lensis often goes there to communicate with other people, and I have taken pictures of him hiding his identity and communicating with other people on Nation Street.

Dexter in front of him had a complicated expression, and reached out to take the documents handed by the etiquette officer next to him, he threw them to Fisher, and at the same time handed the cup in front of him to the etiquette officer behind him, motioning for him to add another glass of milk to himself.

Fisher looked at the papers, all of which were reports of the attack by the Hidden Bureau, as well as a pile of photographs or magical records taken at tricky angles, and the prince could track anyone he wanted without much effort.

"Secretary Fisher, let's not hide it, Lensis was involved in the terrorist operation related to the attack on the Schwally delegation, I guess Secretary Fisher has an eye on this, right?"

Fisher raised an eyebrow, and instead of immediately responding to Dexter's question, he smiled,

"Now that His Royal Highness has confirmed that your brother was involved in terrorist acts, you can put him under house arrest and interrogate me to get more clues, right?"

Dexter sighed when he heard this, leaned back on the chair behind him, and raised a finger at Fisher,

"Fisher, let me talk to you about the current situation in the Golden Palace. First of all, my father's health is very poor and he basically cares about political affairs, but after all, he has not been dead for a day, and he is still His Majesty King Godlyn IX of the Nari Empire, and he is also my biological father. ”

"My father's recent state is very strange, and his dying life has changed his temperament greatly, and he has no interest in the government affairs I report on every day, and only stays in his dormitory. He used to be able to come out and have dinner with us, but now he can't see his old man all day, and I don't know what to do in the dormitory..."

"Yin Lizabeth cannot participate in political affairs, although she does not communicate with me much, but she is also loyal to her duties; Yin Sabel and Serekt are still young, and their influence on political affairs is negligible; Only Renses dared to find another way to pin his hopes of obtaining the throne on such an improper means. Although now the financial power is in my hands, and I will still be the one who succeeds the unification when the gears continue to rotate in the future, after all, my father has not passed away..."

Dexter sighed, holding his chin with his hand and exclaiming to Fisher in front of him,

"It is often said that a hero's story ends in his middle age, because once he reaches old age, illness and death will surround you like maggots attached to the bones, distorting the noble will of any hero, turning him into the most hated appearance of himself... If Lensis had not been instructed by his father behind his back, I would not have believed it, and you have just heard what he said. Fisher, I don't want to be an unfilial son, so it's certainly best to settle the matter of Lensis privately..."

"The night before you resigned, the Hidden Affairs Bureau actually discovered that someone else had invaded the University of St. Nari. The subasian schoolgirl who ran away wasn't actually the real reason for your resignation, the person who attacked you that night was the one who caused you to quit... Well, Fisher, after listening to this, you can tell me who the person who attacked the Schwali delegation in collusion with Lensis was? ”

After listening to Dexter's words, Fisher pondered for a moment, reached out and dipped some milk in his cup, and wrote the name of "Pink Pavilion" on the table.

He didn't directly write that the real mastermind behind it was Blake, and if the other party was in collusion with Blake, he could only deduce that Fisher actually only knew the information on the first layer, and didn't know about the healing room and Blake who manipulated the development company behind it.

But Dexter only glanced at the name, and he waved lightly at the tabletop, and this time, the ring on his ring finger lit up with a faint light, instantly engulfing the traces on the table, causing it to disappear in place as a white mist.

At the same time, his expression also became very serious, obviously from the word "Pink Pavilion" written by Fisher, he saw the huge network behind him, he raised his head to look at Fisher and asked,

"Fisher, do you know who is standing behind this entertainment venue?"

Fisher didn't answer him, but just looked up at him and asked,

"Is Prince Dexter scared?"

“... Haha, that's not all, just to make sure that Fisher understands the specific reason..."

After seeing Fisher's expression, Dexter let out a sigh of relief, reached out and picked up the cup next to him, drank the milk that had cooled down a little in one gulp, and then said,

"When he was young, he and my father built the empire that is now being carried forward by the development of the empire, and they were close friends who talked about everything, and I saw him many times when I was a child... I just didn't expect that in the end he chose Lensis over me. ”

"Maybe he doesn't care who he chooses, he just wants to achieve his goals."

"Ha, that makes sense, I shouldn't care about this... If it's Blake, I'd like to think there's a charity event at the Healing Room this weekend where Lensis will be attending... Oh, that seems to make sense..."

Dexter's voice was calm, and he could guess a lot of things on his own without Fisher saying too much,

"I see, it looks like this weekend's charity banquet is going to be very lively... One last question, Fisher, I'll leave when I'm done, and I won't interfere with your good deeds. Rather, it might help you a lot in a sense, after all, Lensis may not be stepping out of the Golden Palace after this weekend. ”

"Please."

"Is the person Rensis looking for the girl from the University of St. Nari who escaped?"

After listening to Dexter's inquiry, Fisher did not answer first, but suddenly remembered something and asked rhetorically,

"I heard that Prince Dexter received an anonymous letter not long ago, congratulating you on your thirty-fourth birthday, and I heard that it was given to you by a subhuman..."

Dexter was slightly stunned, reached into his arms, and pulled out a letter wrapped in a white envelope.

He opened the envelope in front of Fisher, then took out the letter inside and handed it to Fisher, and said with a smile,

"Fisher Qing is very well-informed, it is true, but that letter is not for me, I thought it was a prank by some of my younger siblings..."

Now that they have only been together for less than half an hour, Fisher already has a general understanding of the character of this prince whom he has never met, and he likes to treat his subordinates very much, no wonder Yin Lizabeth said that his brother's idol was Godlin II, the "good king" when he was in the royal academy.

He unfolded the letter, and saw it written crookedly in Nari's language,

"Congratulations, happy thirty-fourth birthday, I hope you are doing well, and you are still a year old before the agreed return date."

"Messenger: Son of the Sea."

There are only these two simple sentences, and nothing else.

"I don't know anything about the promise, happy birthday. And it's three months before my birthday, and even though I'm 34 years old, would anyone really send a congratulatory letter so long in advance? ”

"Becoming an Immortal"

Listening to Dexter's words, Fisher looked at the letter in front of him, and his intuition told him that this letter was indeed not addressed to Dexter, as for whom...

Fisher folded the letter, handed it back to Prince Dexter in front of him, and then spoke,

"The matter at St. Narry's University is a scandal, Lensis is borrowing the power of your men to help him find the person he is looking for, and you know the means of healing the room, if there is really definite evidence, I will not resign from St. Narry University."

"It's hard to find evidence of the healing room, but Lencys, the mischievous brother, actually appeared in front of me..."

Dexter already understood what Fisher meant, he straightened his suit and then stood up, a calm voice came out of his mouth, and at the same time, he was almost at the door of the breakfast shop,

"The charity party on the weekend should be very lively, Fisher should also participate, and when the time comes, what you are going to do will be smoother with me involved..."

Fisher was noncommittal, and got up from the seat of the table, he understood Dexter's intention to do it to Lensis at the charity dinner, and he was obviously not ready to do it to Lensis, whether he had Godlin IX's support behind him or not, he would put Lensis under house arrest.

In Fisher's opinion, Dexter had actually been given a lot of speculation about the matter, and he finally came to ask Fisher just to get a positive answer.

As ordinary people say, Dexter's "modest" evaluation doesn't seem to live up to its name, at least that's how Fisher feels.

"Thanks to Your Highness."

Dexter stood at the door of the breakfast shop, smiled at Fisher behind him, and left the breakfast shop after throwing down a sentence.

"I'll treat you to breakfast when we're done, Fisher."

Fisher looked at the back of him leaving thoughtfully, and was just about to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder of the shopkeeper behind him, and when Fisher turned back suspiciously, the shopkeeper's expression was a little nervous, but he still stretched out a few fingers to Fisher,

"Sir, sir, you and the prince have not paid for breakfast!"

“？？”

Fisher turned his head to look at the ceremonial officer, who had already left the street, and at His Royal Highness the Prince, who had calmed down, as if he had just understood what he had just said.

It seems that the prince's personality is more interesting than he imagined, especially in the matter of slamming the door, and it is the first time that Fisher has found a gentleman more powerful than himself in Saint-Nari.