When Tails finally met Putile and the others in a room specially prepared for him in Valhalla, the second prince of the stars and his followers were greatly relieved. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you saying that you have not hesitated to turn down the option of cooperating with King Nunn in their territory, and are ready to use your own methods to help him find the murderer?" Putile frowned, standing by the window, looking at the snow outside, his thoughts racing.

Should I say that I am bold, or I don't know whether I am alive or dead.

In the absence of outsiders, Putile's attitude towards him was always unkind, and he did not even bother to call His Highness - but this transgression seemed to be much better after the Broken Dragon Fortress, or at least he was much less sarcastic with the title of "Little Prince".

"Pretty much. Tails sat indecently in his chair with a tired expression: "I have just learned that the gloomy old man with the crown will not have any good plans - such as pushing me to the five archdukes to see if anyone wants to kill me in private......"

"Anyway, I've deeply understood the roughness and directness of the Northlanders. Tails sighed:

"Observe the attitudes and reactions of the Grand Dukes to kill me, and find the murderer - it's a shame that he came up with it!"

"And now that this task is up to you, what are you going to do?" Putile turned smoothly and walked past Rolf, who was adjusting the broken arm splint and reattaching a spare Hidden Blade to the wrist bracket.

"From the five inheritances, the division of one side, the old treacherous and cunning, the power is better than the six giants of the stars, and they are all expected to elect the king...... "Putilai muttered:

"Find the conspirator who murdered Morar and tried to assassinate you?"

"Good question," Tails smiled with a friendly and sincere smile, "so I need your help, my loyal men." ”

Putirai sighed helplessly: "You are really a prince who is sympathetic to your subordinates. ”

Tyers covered his heart with a bright expression, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Lord Putile Niemann. ”

His attendant, Wyay Cassel, frowned, and pressed his left rib wound, which had been badly wounded by the vampire, and said, "According to you, if these five Grand Dukes had all behaved surprisingly consistently in the Council Chamber against King Nunn before, without any flaws...... How do we determine who the murderer is?"

"If it is said that the murder of Prince Moral is to weaken the royal family, that is, the Walton family," Putile's eyes wandered, but Tails knew that this was the expression he was thinking: "Then the murder of you by the hand of Rumba is also to weaken the Rumba family, which is the favorite to choose the king, and the other is to ...... War?"

Tails was in a state of thought.

No wonder...... King Nunn wants to use his life and death to test the attitude of the five archdukes towards the war between the two countries.

"In the face of the option of war, their performance is still different," Tails pondered for a second, recalled the scene just now, and said silently: "Five people's words ......"

"What do you see?" asked Putira, his eyes narrowed, and he asked calmly.

"First of all, a beard, the emblem is a circle, and there is a triangle in it, and the guy speaks very hard," Tails searched his memory intently, "and made every word aimed at humiliating me." ”

The bearded lord who made him kneel and beg for mercy - Tails was the first to put him on the suspicion list.

"Archduke Rebion Auretheus of the Willand Lord, the best of the three Archdukes of the South who has the best relationship with King Nunn," Putileh replied with great speed, "The House of Alethesius did not follow the Nine Knights of Necaru - in fact, only six of the Nine Families are still in the position of Archduke - but it was not until two hundred years ago that they became the rulers of the Willan Lord, bordering our Watch City, with the support of Walton. ”

"He does have a reason to humiliate you," Putileh continued, "The land of the Central Territory of the Stars is the former Chavin Province of the Empire, which the Alessius family had been ordained to rule since the ancient empire until His Majesty the Renaissance drove them out of their homeland, and in this respect, Aletheus and the Bright Star are feuding. ”

"That's weird," Wyaa shook his head, "Is there really anyone who is hostile to you because of a family feud more than six hundred years ago?"

"Maybe it's because of the family's reputation, deliberately pretending...... But it's hard to say, after all, there are still people who are haunted by the ancient empire of thousands of years ago," Tails shrugged helplessly, ignoring Putilai's cold face, "It's really patriotic." ”

Wyaa nodded thoughtfully.

"Then there's an uncle with a pot head, embroidered with a glowing blade, and a weird speech, doing everything in his power to provoke King Nunn to feel bad for me," Tails rubbed his chin and mused, "from sarcasm to laughter, grotesque, but I always felt that his sarcasm was too violent, and it was not up to the level." ”

The pot head, Tails said silently: The grand duke who dared to make it clear to everyone and refused to send troops without interest.

Thinking of this, Tails chuckled: "Neither as natural and just right as Duke Cyril Falkenhause, nor as direct and sharp as yours, which makes people helpless. ”

Putile, not knowing whether he didn't care, or pretending not to hear the prince's positive derogation of him, nodded and replied, "That's Pasius Trudida who rebuilt the tower, one of the three archdukes of the south, who is said to have acted cautiously and wisely, but who is often ridiculed as selfish and conservative. ”

"So, he seems to prefer you to die at the hands of King Nunn?" Waiya looked up, "Could it be him?"

"The Rebuilt Tower is on the northeast side of the star, and the territory is adjacent to our Old Tower," Putileh exhaled, "Compared to a local conflict, the benefits of a full-scale war between the two countries are actually limited...... Of course, the damage may also be limited. ”

"The third person is an old bald man, very old," Tails took a deep breath, "this man gives me mixed feelings, he is no less talkative than the first two, but rarely shows exact emotions, more often he is echoing and agitating. ”

"Bald Rogers Lecco, Grand Duke of the Guarded City, marked by chains," Ptile lit his pipe, his eyes flashing, "He is one of the two northern archdukes of Exester, and he has not participated in the affairs of Exeter's central government many times, and it is really suspicious that he was invited to come this time." ”

"Sounds like a neutral party that doesn't matter to you. Wyah wiped his sword.

"If I'm behind all this," Tails said, spreading his hands noncommittal, "I'm sure I'd be happy to be neutral." ”

Putile did not reply.

"The fourth Grand Duke has long hair and a book painted on his clothes," the second prince stretched out his hand and grabbed the armrest, pulling himself up from his chair: "He gives me a feeling similar to that of the Duke of the North, heroic, magnificent, and seems to value ...... At least on the surface, value their own honor. ”

The long-haired man who was unwilling to tarnish the honor of his family seemed to have no reason...... But didn't the Duke of the North also betray King Kessel, betray his own North, and betray the stars?

"Kurikun Ronnie, the territory is Qiyuan City, which is adjacent to the Commath Alliance, in the west of Exeter, near the northern end of the Great Desert," the skinny Vice-Envoy of the Stars paused, "He has cooperated with the Western Wilderness Territory of the Stars...... The Orcs and Skeleton Men in the desert are our common threat, and a war between the two countries, or weakening the stars, will only increase the pressure on us. ”

"Don't forget, Duke Aarend of the North and Rumba of the Black Sand Territory have also worked together to target Prince Moral," Tails looked at him sharply, "Even a war between the two countries will damage the former's north." ”

"And the last and youngest one, Conkley Peverett, looks a little childish," he jumped out of Exeter's hardwood chair, "and he spoke very softly, but also a little hesitantly, and seemed to respect King Nunn, and considered things in the interests of Exeter as a whole...... Two more words for me. ”

The thirty-year-old man choked on King Nunn's tough words.

"Childish, these words come out of your mouth...... Puttilai chuckled and shook his head: "That's the bloody Farrier Conkley Pefit, the Grand Duke of Fengzhao City, whose territory is close to Longxiao City, and the Pefit family is also one of the Walton family's most trusted generational helpers, young people are often hot-blooded and impulsive, and have a natural resistance to conspiracy. ”

"Not necessarily, we have a young duke in our country," Tails sighed, recalling the Duke of Iris, recalling the accidents along the way, "I'm sure you have realized that his organs are no less than those of any old man." ”

"Hearing you say that, no matter which Grand Duke is suspicious," Wyay frowned, "Still can't be sure who it is?"

Tails and Putile fell silent.

"The Weilan Collar and the Rebuilding Tower, like the Black Sand Collar, are both adjacent to the stars, and the relationship between the two countries has the greatest impact on them," Putilai said in a low voice: "Qiyuan City is in the west, Guarding City is in the north, and Fengzhao City is close to Longxiao City in the center...... In short, if you just analyze the interests and see who can benefit in the end, the suspicion of the Grand Dukes is such an order. ”

"Alas, but suspicion is suspicion, and it cannot be confirmed," Tails said as he scratched his hair and said dejectedly, "We urgently need a vigilante who can solve the case." ”

In the armor area of Longxiao City, Officer Cohen, who was fighting with his opponent, sneezed solidly, and was shaved off an inch of his hair by his opponent's sword.

"If we fail to help King Nunn find the murderer of his son," Wyaa asked, turning his sword from his knees, worriedly, "Is the consequences serious?"

Tails thought of the majestic expression of the Born King, and Nicolai's cold look, and rolled his eyes: "It's better not to imagine that possibility...... A father who is determined to avenge his son......"

"It's not just the son," added Putile, "Moral is also the heir to Walton and Dragon, and the hatred is far greater than we can imagine, and King Nunn must be doing everything in his power to rid the family of dangerous rivals......"

"After all, Walton has not been in possession of the crown for long in his age, and the Walton family may have to be succeeded by a side branch whom he has no way to measure, or even ......," said Putile, blandly:

"Under the order of the new king, Longxiao City, which lost its direct heir, was given to another family, and it is possible that Walton will decline from then on. ”

Tails sighed.

Of course, I also threatened Nicolas with this.

Annoyed, Tails sat on the floor, leaned his head on the edge of the chair, and rubbed his face helplessly.

"Speaking of which," Tails opened his eyes, recalling what had happened in the library, and the scruffy little girl with glasses and the figure of the unruly girl appeared in front of him, "I met King Nune's granddaughter in Valhalla, have you ever heard of it?"

"Alex Walton?" Listening to Tails' narration, Putile frowned, "I have heard that Prince Susell, who died early twelve years ago, was the eldest son of King Nunn, and he left behind a surviving daughter. But perhaps because of what happened to her father, King Nunn kept his granddaughter very guarded. ”

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I'm afraid many people wouldn't even know her name. ”

"Won't she be able to inherit the Walton family?" Tails exhaled, remembering the little princess who was dressed in a gorgeous manner, "just because she's a woman?"

Putile shook his head.

"In the damned notion of the Northlanders, women are nothing more than appendages and possessions, and only have the value of being a mother giving birth to a child. ”

The three of them turned around in unison, only to see Eda sitting on the bed that should have belonged to Tails without any scruples, wiping his delicate scimitar, and his tone was rarely chilling: "From hundreds of years ago to now, it has never changed. ”

"She doesn't matter in the fight over Walton," Putile shook his head, "Let's think about how to deal with the problem at hand......"

"Luckily," Tails said, closing his eyes and pouting, "we're not in a hurry to ...... at one moment."

At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

Rolf frowned and pulled the door open.

I saw the recruit who had been rescued by Tails, Willow Ken, standing in the doorway, scratching his head and smiling.

"That...... The Marquis of Commas, sent someone to pass the word," Wei Luo seemed to be very happy to have the opportunity to meet His Royal Highness, and he smiled and said, "Listening to his subordinates, it seems to be quite important......"

Tails frowned.

"He said that there are two grand dukes, and they will ...... tomorrow morning."

"I'm about to leave Longxiao City because of something. ”

Willow smiled and finished the message.

But in the next second, he was surprised to find that almost everyone in the room, including Tails, had changed their faces.

Bright.

Sky.

One.

Early.

Tails looked like he had received the worst news.

No way?

Grand Dukes...... Did you come and take a look at yourself and leave immediately?

After a bewildered Willow left, Rolf, who was also frowning, gently closed the door.

"Tomorrow morning?" said Wya's face was sad.

Tails' breathing accelerated, and his eyes were blank: "That's what ...... mean"

"Yes," Putile said worriedly, pinching his pipe, "the time left for us ......"

He didn't speak again, but everyone silently said the next sentence in their hearts:

There is only one night left.

"I still say that," said Wyah Cassel, pale, sheathing his sword, "if we fail to help King Nunn find the murderer of his son...... Are the consequences serious?"

Putile shook his head and sighed.

Wya's no more questions.

"The welcome dinner in the evening, this is the last chance," Tails gritted his teeth, "find a way to find that guy out of the five people!"

Damn it.

How could I be so unlucky.

"I am afraid that the temptation and observation of King Nunn alone will not bear fruit. The pipe in Putilai's hand squeezed tighter and tighter: "Your experience this morning illustrates that. ”

"That should ......," Tails mused.

This time.

"Then force them to say it themselves!" Eda viciously jumped out of bed.

Everyone looked at the elven guards.

"Let Nunn divide his men to cooperate with us, and we will cover our faces at night and secretly go and tie up those Grand Dukes!" Eda raised his blade viciously, swung it twice, and reflected a cold light:

"One by one, torture to extract confessions!"

"Look at the so-called Grand Dukes, how long can they hold up under the sword?"

Looking at Edda with this appearance, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Two seconds later.

Everyone turned back as usual as if they hadn't heard her.

"Think about it another way," Tails rubbed his hands together and frowned at Putirai, "the person we are looking for has cooperated with Rumba to kill King Nunn's son." ”

"Hey, why don't you pretend you can't see me?" Eda gritted her teeth, clearly unhappy that no one was paying attention to her, "at least give me a little reaction!"

"However, he reached out to the army of the Rumba, trying to put your death in the hands of the Black Sand Collar. Putile replied subconsciously.

"Is there any clue in there?" asked Wya, curious.

The elven guards behind them waved their scimitars twice in the air in vain in protest.

"King Nunn and we know that," Tails shook his head, "and it doesn't seem to be of much use." ”

"Nope. ”

"Maybe we shouldn't be spinning around in King Nunn's mind. Putile put down the unlit pipe in his hand, and his eyes radiated a confident light.

Eda lowered her head, sighed, and threw herself back onto the bed that belonged to Tails.

Tails was stunned.

He looked at Putirai and frowned, "What do you mean ......"

"Do you remember when we were in the Broken Dragon Fortress and besieged by the army of the Rumba?" said Putirai lightly.

"Of course, I'm impressed," Tails sighed, as his eyes flashed with blood and cold light, and the roaring Araka Mu sighed, "It's a mess." ”

Eda flicked her cutlass in bed boredly.

"Then you should remember what Baron Mu said to you before he charged?" Putile smiled mysteriously, "King Nunn is not our only option. ”

Tails slammed.

Charge ahead......

The figure of Araka wielding his greatsword came to mind.

After a few seconds, he nodded

"Since you can't retreat," Tails took a deep breath, revealing determination and determination, "Why not go all out?"

Tails looked at his lieutenant with burning eyes: "He knows?"

The corners of Putilai's mouth curled up, and his chin was affirmed: "He knows." ”

Wyaa and Rolf looked at the two of them in confusion.

"So," Wyay swallowed hard, "what are we going to do?"

Tails and Putile looked at each other and laughed.

"Eda is right," Tails looked at the elf on the bed, nodding under Putira's gaze.

"Ah," Edda, whose name was mentioned, looked up sharply, clearly confused, "What?"

In the midst of Waiya's surprise and Puttier's smile, Tails took a deep breath:

"We ......"

"Push them to say it themselves!"

Ada's mouth opened wider than ever.

Putilai's face was grim, and he put away his pipe: "I'll go and get ready right away and contact the others...... You may need some help with 'intrinsic'. ”

"And, Wya, Rolf, come with me. ”

Tails sat back in his chair, quickly pondering the feasibility of the plan.

"The ......"

He looked up and behind him.

Ada's voice sounded weakly:

"You guys, are you really going to kidnap the Grand Duke?" (To be continued.) )