Almost when Anson returned to the palace, Horace, who was still in the side hall to deal with state affairs, heard about what happened in the Berion mansion, and a smile suddenly appeared on his originally gentle and calm expression, and he looked at Edward standing beside him playfully: "So, my dear brother is actually awake?"

"I had a sneak meeting with the Duke of Berrion in my bedroom, and I think he wanted to reassure you that you don't have to keep the whole city of Turin under martial law. With a hint of a smile, Edward, who was holding his hands behind his back, nodded and said, "The Duke probably doesn't want to attract too much attention from others because of the assassination." ”

"Then he must not be very happy to think about it now. Horace chuckled, "It seems that Anson has finally learned how to accomplish his mission, and not always go against my poor father." ”

"Of course, the Duke's gratitude to His Majesty is also overflowing, and it is an honor to be visited by the two Highnesses, and there are gifts - in the midst of his busy schedule, His Majesty still cares. Edward bowed his head slightly and smiled softly, "This is all that the Duke asked me to convey to you, and he explained that he must tell you in person." ”

"I'm sure that's what he wants you to tell me, but not necessarily if it's sincere. Although his expression remained mild, Horace's words were profound: "Indeed, Berrion is a very approachable man, and very good at associating with others—the willingness to see you in such circumstances is a testament to how much he thinks of you, Edward." ”

"I also have a lot of affection for the Duke, and I know very much that the Duke of Berion was the first to suggest that I become Lord of Hornfort. Edward replied aptly, "But my loyalty will not change because of this—I am the military attache of His Highness Anson, and I owe my allegiance to His Highness alone." ”

"You'll have a lot of opportunities to prove your loyalty. Edward Witwood. Nodding slightly, Horace continued to ask, "Besides, have you heard anything about the assassination of Berion?"

"I'm sure both the Home Secretary, the Marquis Holard, and the Commander Greene Turn, will be able to tell you a lot of useful news, Your Majesty. Although Horace asked casually. But Edward couldn't help but raise his vigilance, "Of course, before I left, the Duke of Barrion told me a little bit of information, that is, the poison used by the assassins was dragon wattle grass. ”

"Dragon's Vitex?"

"A poison native to the west coast, very violent, but in Turin it is extremely scarce and very expensive. Edward replied, "In Turin, I'm afraid that only the material merchants and smugglers of the Port of Kings have them, and most of them are sold to the Wizards' Guild. Because this poison is also a very good dispensing for many skin conditions, many agents are needed. ”

"So, there was a wizard involved in this assassination?"

"It's hard to say—although it is expensive, it is not very difficult for people who are really wealthy and in power to buy a lot. Edward shook his head, at least for now, he couldn't let Horace turn his attention to the wizards' guilds, or the Dominicans: "There are even some in the homes of many nobles. After all, it is a drug in small quantities. ”

"Truly rich and in authority...... I understand. Horace nodded and said to Edward, "You did very well in the Brotherhood of Blood Banner incident. This time you may be able to discover a lot of things that others can't see, so pay more attention to them - we must not allow such a group of Assassins to continue to do evil in Turin!"

"I'll do my best. Bending down solemnly, Edward's clenched right fist hung down his chest: "In the name of the Radiant Cross, the sword in my hand will be wielded for you, Your Majesty Horace!"

"Let's go back quickly. I don't want to keep our Viscount Edward with me for too long. Horace smiled slightly: "I think of that extraordinary Miss Alan Wittwood, I'm afraid I'm already in a hurry at this time." ”

Edward, who had retired, turned around and walked outside, and little Goodwin, who was already waiting outside the palace, hurriedly led the horse, and there was a little hesitation on his face, as if he wanted to say something and stopped.

"Just say anything straight. Edward chuckled and looked at little Goodwin, "What the hell is going on?" Can I get my little squire tangled up like this?"

"I don't know how to explain it to you, but you'll be curious to know what happened, and you'll know what happened as soon as you get back, but even then, trying to explain it will inevitably lead to misunderstandings, especially not very pleasant ones......"

Little Goodwin looked incoherent until he returned to his senses under Edward's playful gaze, and replied obediently, bowing his head, "Lusan Minnest has returned, and is now talking to Miss Allen at your house—the man of Master Mark told me." ”

"Oh...... I guess he also told you by the way that Alan used to be Ruthen's fiancée until I, an 'outsider', got involved, right?" Edward asked teasingly, "And now my squire is worried about the bad intentions of that young master Luthen, but he doesn't want to say it openly." ”

"You're so discerning. Little Goodwin flattened his mouth, knowing that he had made another stupidity: "And what are you going to do now?"

"Of course, it's time to go home and save my little wife. Edward got on his horse and threw his Ring of the Tree Knight to little Goodwin: "Go to Greene Turn, this ring will make him understand the importance of the matter, tell him that there are assassins in the Legion, and tell him to be careful!"

This may be redundant, but in Edward's opinion, it is still necessary - the assassination of the Duke of Berrion is also an important opportunity for him, that is, to completely hollow out the eyes of the Mineste family in Turin. As the Minister of the Interior, the Marquis of Holard also has his own influence in the Garrison Legion, so it is not very surprising to have his own lackeys in the Legion.

In the current situation, the only person who can really call himself an "ally" is Green Turn, except for the Knights of the Sacred Tree, which is the foundation of his own camp, and the stronger his control over the Garrison Legion, the greater the advantage he will have over himself.

Back at the mansion, Edward, who pushed open the door, directly handed over his horse to the servant who came up, and walked into the living room alone, and could vaguely hear the two people talking and laughing, so he pushed the door open directly, with a curious expression on his face: "I'm sorry to disturb the two, did I miss something?"

"Edward?" Seeing the person walking in, Allen's face obviously showed some surprise, but Lusen was not in a hurry, and stood up with a smile: "We just talked about you-Allen was telling me about what you did at Fort Hague." ”

"I really can't see it, I used to think that you were just a good knight, and you had a talent for commanders, but I didn't expect you to be a good lord. Lu Sien, who was dressed as a scholar, said with great emotion: "Your advantages are really one after another, which is dizzying." ”

"I only hope that this incident will not make the Minest family suspicious of me, knowing that I have always had respect for the Marquis of Hollard. Edward walked slowly in front of him, the sound of heavy footsteps on the floor from the boots under his overcoat: "And the cooperation in the battle of Bright Star City is enough to prove that as long as we join forces, there is nothing that cannot be done." ”

"Agreed, Viscount Edward Witwood. Luson smiled: "I wish the Duke of Berrion was standing here now, and heard what you said from the bottom of his heart, so that he would understand that a little favor would not buy our knight Edward Witwood!" (To be continued......)