After giving the order, Christina turned again, faced Balran, and asked politely.

"There aren't many servants in the Lorraine Pavilion, because I'm the only one who needs to be served here, and I have more servants in the Lorraine area, Mr. Ballan, you don't want to go to the Lorraine area to investigate, do you?"

Her tone was so good that she couldn't hear the slightest hint of sarcasm.

The Lorraine fiefdom of the Villiers family was located in the southern part of the Kingdom of Fateland, far from the city of East. Ballan laughed dryly, ignoring Christina, and looked around the spacious and bright hall of the Lorraine Pavilion with cold eyes. The bright lights in the hall were all from the delicate and small magic crystal lamps, but there was nothing here that was reminiscent of new magical technology other than these lamps for everyday use. The decoration in the hall is luxurious and elegant, which is very in line with the temperament and identity of the young duke, and there seems to be no problem.

After waiting for a long time, the servants arrived one after another, all dressed neatly, and even in an emergency, they would not lose the face of the nobles. Ivan glanced quickly, trying to find the two familiar figures among them.

There were twelve servants, and the middle-aged butler was thirteen in total, in addition to twenty-one personal guards, dressed like orthodox knights, and there were also cooks and gardeners...... Soon the hall was full of people. People stood in line with their manners, and their manners were impeccable.

The Scholar and the Dragon's Tooth still do not appear.

"Josephine, bring the chair, Mr. Ballan must ask for a long time, but he must not let the guest be tired. Erin, prepare the tea, ah no, maybe Mr. Ballan needs coffee. The corners of Christina's mouth curled gracefully, and she walked lightly from one line to the other. The maid who was called by name was just about to respond, but Ballan stepped forward. Sternly raised his hand.

"No need, are all the people in the hall here?" the corners of his mouth twitched.

"That's right, it's all here. Christina stared at him calmly.

"Heh, hehe. Ballan smiled and turned his head, as if to wink at Carlo. Carlo stood motionless like a sculpture. The expression was a little stiff.

"Yafir, I suppose you saw Villiers's coachman and the maid who followed her all day at New Year's, how was it, did you find them?" Barlan turned to Ivan again.

Ivan was stunned for a moment, and soon, as if a bucket of ice water was poured on his head, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. When did Ballan learn about Scholar and Dragon's Tooth?

"New, New Year's ......time? Let me think about it, like. Absence...... I don't remember very clearly. Ivan replied vaguely. Barlan stood between him and Christina, and he didn't know how Christina was reacting at this time, and the chill gradually spread. It turned out that Ballan was testing him, and before he left, Ballan had inquired about it, right?

"Ah, Mr. Barran is referring to Clarence and Anastasia, both of whom I trust very much, because of some very important matters. I'm going to Jostry. Christina's voice still sounded so calm, "Hmm...... Coincidentally. They set off just before I could be notified by the firm, if the news of the firm had come a little earlier—"

"Can't you tell your men to come back right away?" Barran raised his voice abruptly, "You can do it at any time, why don't you let them come back?"

"Why don't I understand, don't I? Am I not entitled to participate in the affairs of the Kingdom of Frankland?" Christis blinked in surprise.

"Don't you know that the two of them are extremely important witnesses? On the sixth of January, you let your men get in touch with Flotica, right? Who are your coachman and that maid, and why did you send them to Jostre Palace?"

Christina froze. Oh no, how could Christina take the scholar and the dragon's tooth away?

"Villiers. I advise you to inform Mr. Clarence and Miss Anastasia of this, and to ask them to return to the Lorraine Pavilion at once. Carlo actually spoke at this time. Ivan glanced at Carlo's stiff face, and his heart sank, and Carlo already knew.

He was the only one who was kept in the dark.

As the clock ticked by, Christina let out a sigh of relief and raised her hand slightly, as if she wanted to touch something on her chest.

"Yes. Suddenly, Christina lowered her hand again, and a frank smile reappeared on her face, "I will send someone to the Jostre Palace early tomorrow morning, so that Mr. Ballan will be satisfied?"

"No! ...... tomorrow morning. Who knows what you illegal magicians are trying to do!" Barran's roar was mixed with excitement, the enemy in front of him was cornered, Villiers, the coachman, and the maid, all had problems. He had told Carlo to go to the office to inquire about Christina's servants, but luckily the clerks remembered her young coachman and the maid who almost never spoke, otherwise they wouldn't have found any loopholes with them.

"Mr. Balran, you have no proof that we are illegal magicians. Christina finally made a serious gesture, "What you have done to me, for the sake of your work, I can not pursue it, but you can't be disrespectful to the palace of Jostre and to Her Majesty the Queen!

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire hall changed abruptly, and two rows of guards stepped forward at the same time. Ballan grasped the copper-colored magic guide hand cannon at his waist. Christina's face turned pale, and the two guards automatically protected her behind her.

"You-" Barran's roar was grabbed as soon as he burst out. He turned his head suddenly, and Ivan glared at Balran's eyes, blue pupils that shone with determination like Christina's.

Then there's anger.

"Mr. Balran, please pay attention to your own image! Do you want the Queen of Fadran to think that the Wizards Alliance is going to provoke war? You are the Inquisitor!"

Balran's face turned red, and for a moment, Ivan thought that Ballan was about to make a move, but Ballan just shook him off hard, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. Carlo looked at the scene coldly, and after a while, he said.

"It's not appropriate now, we have to respect the Queen of the Kingdom of Fatland, it is, the rules. (To be continued......)

PS: P.S. Thank you hesaliyin~