When Yager went downstairs again, there were many fewer clients in the lobby of the firm, and they should have all followed their respective lawyers back to the office.

With the friendly guidance of Miss Melinda at the front desk, he quickly found the carriage that the prince had parked on the lawn at the back door of the office.

The carriage was far away from the others, occupying a whole area of land on its own.

More luxurious than any Yager had ever seen in Jowood, Prince Edsak's car was far more luxurious.

The exterior walls of the carriage are painted in pure black with fine paint, which reflects slightly in the sunlight and sets off the extraordinarily noble body. Each joint is hand-carved down to the millimeter, and even the front and back windows are made of precious stones.

In front of the carriage, stood two tall horses, with smooth muscles and pale pink, which were amazingly intimidating.

Yager was shocked by this naked wealth.

This window, this horse, this carriage.

Damn, snatch a part of it and he can go to the pinnacle of life!

His heart raced for money.

However, the thought was only fleeting, and it didn't even make Yager think deeply.

Robbing the prince's car, unless he is already confident that he can pick on the righteous gang of the Kingdom and the church, is absolutely stupid.

But it's not good to pick the whole Rune to grab the carriage.

The disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

On the wide lawn of the office, the black-haired young man slowly walked towards the car of extreme luxury.

"Hello, Mr. Butler?" He approached the carriage from the side, not choosing to approach the rather irascible horses in front of him.

It's not that you can't beat it, it's that you can't beat it.

Strangely, no one answered his inquiry.

"Hello?" Yager raised his voice.

The sound of the question made the sparrows not far away flutter their wings and take off.

However, in the empty space, only his voice echoed.

Yager, who was momentarily confused by affluence, finally noticed that something was wrong.

The aristocracy, especially Edsak, as a prince, would never choose to travel alone, but had a large retinue waiting in the carriage or around him.

Not to mention the fact that the prince has just mentioned the "butler".

It's impossible to have no one next to the car.

Yager chose to turn on Vision.

Abnormal situations generally mean danger, and the conspiracy against the prince should be treated with caution, perhaps the next Aurora attack.

He doesn't want to repeat the East End's woes yet.

In the gray vision, the spacious carriage was crammed with nearly ten people on top of each other, dressed undoubtedly as the prince's attendants.

Sure enough, something happened.

Who is it? What is the purpose?

Yager's first thought was to go back to the office and inform the authorities. After all, the church is still hunting him down for two things at the same time, and he can't expose himself as an extraordinary.

However, after taking a closer look, he found quite a few anomalies.

It's not like an attack by outsiders.

The only conspicuous and extraordinary traces that wound around the carriage were pink threads, not of much strength, extending in the opposite direction of the office.

There was no sign of any approach to the prince himself at all.

It just so happened that the back of a beautiful woman was faintly flashing in these pink threads, and in the prince's carriage, there were only maids and strong men.

The identity of the missing person speaks for itself.

Interestingly, the prince actually fell in love with a commoner extraordinary.

Yager walked two steps in the direction of the silk thread with interest, and followed him to the separate wing where the horses were cared for, a wall away from the residential building outside.

Here, it seems that someone is watching him.

He looked inside.

The sun shines through the cracks in the barn, and the stables are decorated in full view.

The pink threads extend to the ......

Beside?

The stables were well cleaned, and there was a faint cry from inside the fence where the prince had arrived without any horses.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The black-haired, gentle, sweet-looking Fugitive Princess Triss leaned against the railing of the third compartment and let out a pear blossom sob, trying to attract the pity of some.

"Who can, woo, help me......" She looked up at Yager as she entered, feigning to be startled, a weak gesture that would make any man more protective.

However, she, or rather he, was actually a male, formerly known as Tris, and was an Assassin Extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Triss, who was gentle on the surface, scolded in her heart.

If it weren't for the damn witch sect and that damn potion, how could he be in the situation he is in today!

Even 'he' doesn't deserve it!

Triss gritted her teeth resentfully, and at the same time skillfully made a pitiful expression, allowing her figure and her demonic charm to be brought into full play, and whispered:

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir, can you help me?"

"Someone, someone is chasing me, they want to catch me away, but, but I don't want to ......"

She shed tears and stuck precisely at the 45-degree angle of Yager's line of sight as she walked in, allowing her appearance to show off flawlessly, and fell in his direction.

Half a meter away, however, Yager unconsciously took a step back.

Wait, what's here.

He took a few steps to avoid Triss's outstretched white and plump arm, retreated to the door of the empty wing, and looked down at the beautiful girl not far away: "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

Vigilance slowly pulls up.

The last time he wanted to stick to him like this was the landlord, Mrs. Summer, who sent him two invitations to tea parties in half a month, but he refused them all without hesitation.

Tsk, boys have to protect themselves when they go out.

"My name is Trissy, and I am just trying to escape from His Royal Highness the Prince...... He, I, I don't actually want to be with him! Triss continued, "Please help me!" ”

She unleashed her tried and tested appearance fraud after becoming a witch.

But this time, her flattering eyes were thrown to the blind man.

"Oh," replied Yager with a blank face, "but unfortunately I don't care. ”

"You're just waiting here, I'm going to call someone to come and help you now."

He didn't even bother to be perfunctory.

"Wait!" Seeing that Yager was leaving, Triss's voice unconsciously sharpened.

A few minutes ago. She saw from afar the young man paused in front of the carriage and walked straight up, and she felt that his sequence was wrong.

She had only seen the same abilities in the upper echelons of the Witch Sect.

So she chose to put it in place, and she couldn't run far anyway, so that the prince who could save her would be "punished" when he caught her again......

But now she noticed that the young man did not look like an official or Orthodox Church extraordinary.

In other words, in this era of strict control of high-grade potions, the other side is more or less a cult believer.

Her mind became active when she was a second or fifth boy.

This was the last straw for her to face the prince who only wanted to marry her, and the witch church who only wanted her to marry the prince.

What's more, lately, she has been feeling more and more that potions have made her less like herself, and the fear of losing control is growing day by day.

And the Witch Sect couldn't let her go.

"Don't you want to know Beckland's secret? Help me! I can tell you all! I know all the secrets planned by the witch sect and the royal family! We can talk! ”