After about ten minutes, the orderly Royal Guards of Vienna eliminated the blind black market thugs and cleared the entire underground black market, and then entered the rooms of the black market merchants.

Before entering this room, no one doubted that Her Majesty the Great Holy Roman Empire would have something to do.

That is the blood blood of the gods in the world, and individual force can suppress a country in the era of cold weapons, and only a very small number of weapons of mass destruction can hurt the blood blood blood of the gods in the steam age.

Her Majesty the Empress doesn't need such a thing as bodyguards at all, and it is easy for the only transcendent bloodline in the world to take out the entire Vienna underground black market by himself.

They were just in charge of waiting for Her Majesty Margaret to deal with the problem and bring back Princess Anastasia of the Qiao family, and then go in and finish it up.

It wasn't until they searched the entire underground black market that they couldn't find any trace of Her Majesty Queen Margaret, and Princess Anastasia in the clue was gone, that they panicked completely.

Princess Anastasia, Her Majesty Queen Margaret are missing together!

This news, like a meteorite dropped in a pond, blew up the entire Viennese royal family and the top of the Holy Roman Empire.

Since Princess Margaret became Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, she has never lost contact with her as before.

In the middle of the afternoon, Princess Anastasia ran away from home, and then Her Majesty Queen Margaret, who came to look for Anastasia, also disappeared on the underground black market.

I don't know how many people were so frightened that they fainted, and the whole of Vienna was going crazy.

…………

The Danube Quarter, a plebeian area where many poor art students gathered, the Ludwig Room.

"Ludwig, you are so daring."

"You're not afraid ......"

Anastasia looked at Ludwig who was painting with a kind of schadenfreude on her little snow-white feet.

"I entered the underground black market with the appearance and name of Xin, and your disguise is perfect, don't worry."

"According to my calculations, after the riots on the black market are over, it will be fine soon."

Ludwig answers Anastasia's questions while drawing drawings of the Viennese underground black market he has discovered.

From his point of view, this is just an ordinary black market civil unrest, which will soon be over.

The underground black market is a place where no light can be seen, and what happens there will soon calm down.

The black market is still the same black market, and Anna can mix like a fish in water in that place, so she naturally has her way.

Maybe, she will have to rely on her to ship in the future.

The mushroom pigs in Vienna's Royal Forest are gone, and there are other goodies.

Ludwig's weekend was not a trip to the mountains, and the mushroom pig was only the first target because of its highest rarity.

Moreover, after seeing the price of the black truffle with the supernatural power of the mutant shiitake pig, Ludwig suddenly remembered the targets he had marked.

It seems that there is no need to worry about the tuition fees, and Ludwig has even begun to estimate whether to buy some expensive lapis lazuli to use as paint.

"That's not necessarily ......"

Anastasia looked at her aunt Margaret, who was knocked unconscious by Ludwig and carried on her shoulders and taken back to her room at dusk.

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire was kidnapped and disappeared, which is a major event, and the underground black market is completely finished.

The black marketeers who made the offer probably never dreamed of how much trouble they had caused and that they might soon meet again on the potato farms in Siberia.

For those young aristocrats who are disobedient and unruly, and criminals who have repeatedly resigned, there are only two places to go.

Either go to the New Roman Confederation and fight the terrifying cannibals, or go to Siberia to grow potatoes.

If Aunt Margaret did not return, the whole of Vienna would be turned upside down.

Just now, Anastasia, who was sharp-eared, had heard several groups of people knocking on the door of this courtyard.

However, because this is the place where Bonaparte and the canary tryst, there is still a bit of face.

Coupled with the fact that not long ago Bonaparte had the status of the quasi-son-in-law of the Grand Duke of France, it became a safe haven for the time being.

Of course, this has to do with the fact that the searchers don't know what they're really looking for.

The news of the disappearance of Her Majesty Margaret, Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, is still confined to a very small circle and has not spread.

The current city-wide search is just the beginning.

The royal family in Vienna is urgently contacting the Grand Dukes of the Holy Roman Empire, and Vienna has been locked down, ensuring that not even a bird can fly out.

"It's really hard to make money."

"Anna, have you received the gold ticket from the bank over there?"

Ludwig, who didn't know what an uproar he had made, was more concerned about his tuition and living expenses.

"It's all in the account, and you can withdraw anytime and anywhere."

"Even if they are caught, they will never break the contract."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to do anything in the black market."

"I guess those shiitake mushrooms have already gone to sea."

Anastasia smiled slightly, 100% confident in her trading methods.

As it turned out, the shiitake mushrooms with their extraordinary properties didn't stay on the black market at all, and were transported away overnight.

And it left the continent of Europa directly, and went to a lawless land that neither the Holy Roman Empire nor the Eastern Roman Empire could govern.

All the money was transferred to Anastasia's secret account on the black market, and it was agreed with a secret code that as long as Anastasia was willing to ship, she would receive the goods at any time.

This was probably Anastasia's greatest consolation, at least in this bargain of the finest black truffles, she made a lot of money for Ludwig.

It's just that his ability to cause trouble is too strong.

Looking at her aunt who was sleeping on Ludwig's bed, Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, Anastasia didn't know how to clean up this mess.

What is the crime of kidnapping, imprisoning Her Majesty the Empress of the great Holy Roman Empire?

Capital crime!

In the old Roman period, it was a capital crime that required the whole family to die together!

Oh, Ludwig is the elder brother, then the Eastern Roman Empire...... Stop, if it goes on like this, it will evolve in the direction of World War II!

Auntie, I'm sorry!

I didn't know Brother Ludwig would be so strong!

And the last "brother is not necessarily an elder brother, and a younger sister is not necessarily a younger sister", what are you implying about?

Instinctively, Anastasia, who sensed what Her Majesty Aunt Margaret had said at the end, was anxious.

Unfortunately, Ludwig's knife hit Margaret's major artery and knocked her unconscious.

Thanks to his fencing practice with Bonaparte after coming to Vienna, Ludwig used a wooden sword with Bonaparte to train his strength.

Say, the man has arrived.

Glancing at Margaret, who was unconscious in her bed, Ludwig covered her with a sheet.

There was a rush of footsteps, and Bonaparte pushed open the door to Ludwig's room.

"Ludwig, big news, big news!"

"You can't imagine what's going on!"

"Oh my God, I can't believe it, now the whole of Europe is going to explode!"

"Did you know that our great Empress disappeared when she went out to inspect in her private clothes!"

"I'll tell you, now this news is still top secret among top secrets, if I hadn't been the son-in-law of the Grand Duke of France, I wouldn't have known that such a big thing had happened."

"Say, Ludwig, this must be the trigger for the Second World War?"

"If something really happened to Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, it must have been Roman I's doing!"

Bonaparte's face was indignant, and it seemed that he was eager to lead his army to challenge the evil dragon Roman I immediately.

Ludwig had no doubt that Bonaparte was at heart a hot-blooded young man who admired the ancient chivalric tradition.

Let him participate in the crusade against the Tsarist Imperial State, that will not blink an eye.

"I was going to wait for you for three years, Ludwig."

"There's no time now, join my troops and be my adjutant!"

"I Louis Bonaparte swear, you are my brother for life, relatives and friends, I will share anything with you!"

"Even if you want half of France, I can give it to you!"

Bonaparte was genuine, and now arguably the most crucial moment for his recruitment of Ludwig.

A swordsmanship genius like Ludwig should come to the army, what kind of entrance examination is the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts!

It wasn't until he spotted Anastasia in Ludwig's room wearing a cat-eared cloak that he stopped and looked at the petite cat-eared girl with a look of incredulity.

"Ludwig, didn't you say you weren't interested in women?"

"I've introduced you to so many opportunities to socialize, and you haven't been there once."

"Why, do you like such cute canaries?"

"This, this height is too low!"

Anastasia gritted her teeth and looked at Bonaparte, one of her distant relatives.

I'm only fifteen years old, and I still have three years to grow!

In front of you, the first in line to the throne of the Holy Roman Empire, Princess Anastasia.

Siberian potatoes, from 10 years!

"Oh, it's kind of funny, this strong free look is not the kind of canary that will be restrained in a cage, but a wild kitten."

"Ludwig, you have a pretty good eye."

"This is good, you can talk about love."

Bonaparte felt the wildness in Anastasia, a free will that none of his canaries possessed.

The canaries who interacted with him all came with a clear goal, that is, for the divine blood factor of the Roman royal family.

Even if it's just a branch, it's the only bloodline in this world that can show extraordinary characteristics!

In his life, I am afraid that there is no way to have true love, unless the opposite side is also a branch of the Roman royal family.

The daughter of the sick Grand Duke of France, hey, don't say it.

Well, the sentence was reduced by three years, Anastasia smiled, and your vision is not bad, Louis Bonaparte.

"Hmmm......"

From Ludwig's bed, there was a somewhat indistinct murmur.

Estimation error?

Ludwig looked at Margaret in the sheets in amazement, who looked dazed, this Anna's aunt has really good physical resistance.

I thought that the hand knife that hit the major artery could make her sleep for at least ten hours, but now it doesn't seem to be enough.

The transcendent bloodline is the transcendent bloodline, and it is the same absolute zero-hour constitution as Anna, and the time warp has no effect on her.

Bonaparte glanced at Ludwig's eyes and saw half of the snow-white fragrant shoulders, and the whole person was shocked.

Is this still Ludwig?

Is it the one he knows who either paints or practices swordsmanship every day, occasionally sits by the pond in the yard and fishes in a daze, and is Ludwig of the Air Force every day?

Why the Air Force, it's because there are no fish in this pond at all!

Since the first time he fended with Ludwig, after learning about his roommate's terrifying swordsmanship talent, he has introduced him to many good girls, and he doesn't care about any of them.

In his eyes, there seems to be no such thing as love.

Always concentrating on swordsmanship and painting, fishing is not for the sake of fish, but for the practice of "perception" in his mouth.

Today, Bonaparte was surprised to find a cat lady in Ludwig's room, and there was a canary on his bed.

This time it's not a young girl like Anastasia who hasn't grown up yet, judging from Bonaparte's countless experience of reading people, she is completely a great beauty!

Ludwig, have you finally opened your mind!

You finally remembered that you are an eighteen-year-old young human being!

We have a lot to talk about.

I, Bonaparte, have a way to open your eyes and enter a whole new world.

As long as you want, whether it's a cat lady, a rabbit girl, or a fox girl, there are so many of them, aren't they all concepts invented by Princess Anastasia!

Without transcendent bloodlines, we can also have cute cats, rabbits, and fox ornaments, to make a real difference!

"Ludwig, come, come, come, talk here."

With a smile of "men know everything", Bonaparte pulled Ludwig to the corner of the room.

"Tell me, when did you get the hang of it?"

"Have you finally discovered the beauty of women, I said, how can there be such a young ascetic life like you, I thought you believed in the style of medieval ascetics."

"It's easy now, we are relatives and friends, and you will have what I have."

"Tell me what you like, it's not me Bonaparte to brag, I'm more connected than you think."

"Even if you want the daughter of the earl's family, I have a way."

"If you are willing to get rich, the illegitimate daughters of several grand dukes are not impossible."

"With your talent, you will definitely get ahead, and at that time, you will need hundreds of millions of dollars in funding, and I am confident that you will be matched."

Ludwig looked at Bonaparte, who was gushing and opening up the conversation, a little confused.

Did he misunderstand something?

It's not a canary on the bed, it's Anna's aunt, a supernatural bloodline master hidden in the black market.

Such a master, as well as other black markets, has always been on the dark side of history.

The historical truth we can read in books is limited, and many of the world's hidden secretaries do not record it at all.

Just like the best black truffles sold by Anna, he thought that one hundred gold pounds would be a reasonable price, but if he wanted to buy five thousand gold pounds from Anna, he could only take some shiitake mushroom stalks, which was considered a deposit.

"Hmmm......"

On Ludwig's bed, Margaret seemed to feel a little cold, pulled the sheets on her body, and then turned around, revealing her beautiful face.

At that moment, Bonaparte's world stopped.

Well, not time stopped, but Louis Bonaparte's ability to think.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds.

It took a full five seconds for Bonaparte to regain his ability to think.

Ludwig had a canary on his bed, with beautiful blonde hair and a proud figure.

Ludwig's bed was asleep with someone he knew.

The lover of his dreams, who was fascinated by it the first time he saw it, and then suffered a crushing defeat for the first time.

Princess of the Purple Room of Rome, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, Her Majesty Empress Margaret!

I won't forget it, and I won't forget it until I die, the hazy first love, the unwillingness to break my leg and be banished from the family.

Even if he could turn back time, he would never regret his impulse at that time, and he would enter his back garden through that secret passage countless times to meet her.

Margaret, what a beautiful name, what a holy name.

He will never forget it for the rest of his life, even until now it is his true love, his Majesty Margaret.

She ...... She...... She...... She's ......"

Bonaparte, who was stunned, stretched out his hand tremblingly for a long time and pointed to Margaret on Ludwig's bed, Her Majesty the Empress of the great Holy Roman Empire.

His mouth was big enough to fit a goose egg.

"Well, that's what you guessed."

"This is Anna, this is her aunt."

"Because of some things, they will be with me for a while."

"My relationship with them ...... Something special. ”

Ludwig pondered his words for a moment and gave his friend Bonaparte an ambiguous answer.

"Auntie, niece?"

"Yes, I'm Anna, and this is my aunt Mary, big brother."

"Whatever you think, it's just Anna and Mary."

Anastasia specifically bites the names "Anna" and "Marie", hinting at Bonaparte in front of you, you better not say anything.

Bonaparte: "Wow! For! For! He took a walk backwards and walked continuously, hitting the wall with his back without knowing it, and gasped.

The aunt is Her Majesty Queen Margaret, so the niece is naturally ...... Looking at the cat-eared girl's smiling expression, Bonaparte was completely stunned.

I, what the hell did I see!

Won't it ...... I'm going to be killed!

Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, and Princess Anastasia of the Eastern Roman Empire, the two were together in Ludwig's room.

Moreover, it is still a special relationship!

Ludwig, tell me what is the special relationship that makes Her Majesty Queen Margaret sleep in your room in rags, still covered with your sheets!

Ludwig's canary = Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire, this formula only came to mind, and Bonaparte gasped.

This is enough news to make the political arena of the Holy Roman Empire explode, and once it spreads, I am afraid that the headlines of the new Roman Federation in the New World will be this.

Her Majesty Margaret, who has never been interested in men, actually has a male lover, who is still more than a hundred years younger.

This, this is a major event related to the future of the Holy Roman Empire!

No, before that, Ludwig, don't you think there's something to say to me?

Now that the whole of Vienna is in a state of emergency, and the surrounding armies of the Holy Roman Empire are dispatched.

Your Majesty Margaret, you can also say hello to your lover's tryst, at least say hello!

"Ludwig, my relatives and friends, I confess, I underestimated you."

"There are some things that you don't have to say, I know, I know."

"But people can't, at least not to!"

"It's a crime!"

Seeing that the lover of his dreams was now lying on Ludwig's bed, as if there were still traces of exhaustion, Bonaparte's heart was bleeding.

He wouldn't say it, and he wouldn't kill him.

Not just because of Anastasia's threat, but also because it was Margaret, whom he loved.

All the canaries combined, not as much as he longed for her alone.

First love is always painful and unbearable.

All along, Bonaparte felt that there might be a little little hope that he might have insignificant.

He didn't have a chance to be with Her Majesty Queen Margaret, but Her Majesty didn't like any men either.

The Lily Palace of the Holy Roman Empire, but even the New Roman Commonwealth was known as a gathering place for artists - women only.

"Ludwig, let's have a fencing between men and men."

"I'm in too much pain."

Bonaparte, who could not say anything, and could only keep it a secret for his own relatives and friends, made a choice.

"Yes, but I don't need to reduce the rent anymore."

"Anna is very good at making money."

"Mary isn't bad, either."

"They're all outstanding."

Ludwig was in a good mood, but he didn't know that every word he said now was scraped like a knife on Bonaparte's heart.

I certainly know how good they are.

Princess Anastasia, the third in line in the world of Roman divine blood, and the little princess of the Eastern Roman Empire loved by countless people.

Her Majesty Empress Margaret, his first love, the lover of his dreams, the ruler of the Holy Roman Empire, the glory of the blood of countless archdukes who followed him from childhood and never forgot until his death.

Now, they're all in your room.

Ludwig, if you have them, you have the world.

You enviable bastard!

The weight of them combined, can you afford it alone!

Me, me!

In the cold wind, Bonaparte, armed with Fran's sword, launched a near-suicidal attack on Ludwig.

Why are there so many flaws, it's like killing yourself.

"Bonaparte, are you out of love again?"

Fran's Excalibur spun and flew into the sky, and Ludwig provoked Bonaparte's body with a single sword.

Today's Bonaparte is probably only half the combat power of standard Bonaparte.

"Love, gone."

"My youth is over."

Bonaparte floated in the pond, his eyes full of blood and tears.

Goodbye, my first love.

The golden rose that never fades in my heart - Mary.