"I'm sorry, Lord Maurice, the assassin escaped. ”

Coming to the car in which Duke Morris was riding, Varga bowed slightly and said with a low expression.

"It's okay, you didn't leave for my safety, otherwise with the strength of your secret technique, it wouldn't be difficult to catch up and kill that assassin. Duke Morris waved his hand, looking at the royal legionnaires who were originally guarding on both sides of the street not far away, but at the first time when the thin senior man launched an attack, the whole army was wiped out and turned into corpses lying on the ground, and his expression couldn't help but be a little more gloomy, "What makes me strange is that the battle movement just now is obviously not small, why has it been so long, and the support of the Royal Legion has not yet come?"

Varga was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Duke Morris was silent for a few seconds, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go to the central square first." ”

"Yes!"

......

There was a sudden commotion on the high platform, Lin Lichuan looked up, and saw an old man with a hooked nose slowly stepping on the high platform, as soon as he stood still, many nobles immediately stepped forward with a smile on their faces, and said hello one after another, and they could vaguely hear the title of 'Duke of Morris'.

"Is this the grandfather of the first prince? Lin Lichuan looked at Duke Morris quietly, and then his gaze naturally fell on the red-haired man who was closely following him, and his eyes flashed slightly.

From the red-haired man, he could feel the unique aura of a knight, and it was very powerful, but the other party's current state seemed to be very poor, his face was pale, and although he tried his best to hide it, he could still see a thick tiredness.

Lin Lichuan recalled the information about the first prince in his mind, and soon found a character who matched the red-haired man.

'Burning Steel Sword' Varga, the pinnacle of the Morning Star Knight.

The dignified peak Morning Star Knight, this tired appearance as if he had just experienced a tragic battle, is undoubtedly very reverie.

Lin Lichuan retracted his gaze, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Time passed.

Finally, at noon, as the sun hung overhead, the gates of the palace slowly opened, and a group of cheerful sergeants dressed in ceremonial uniforms walked out in an orderly manner, followed by the ceremonial team, who blew the orchestral instruments held high in their hands, and behind them, the many luxury cars in which the royals were riding.

The appearance of the royal car completely ignited the climax of the central square, and the people outside the square cheered loudly, and the torrent-like sound swept over the square in an instant.

Knock!

The burly wrestlers beat the drum hammer and struck the huge drums on both sides of the high platform, and the heavy drum sound seemed to fall on the hearts of the people, gradually suppressing the tidal noise.

Far and near, the people outside the square gradually quieted down, and everyone knew that the festival was about to begin.

Sure enough, just as the last drum fell, the convoy drove to the steps of the high platform, and then the doors opened together, and more than a dozen men and women dressed in luxurious and decent dresses and temperament stepped down from the car.

Not all members of the royal family can participate in the festival, and according to the rules of the Tania Empire, only the royal heir who is an adult and holds a certain position can appear next to the high platform at this time.

It can be said that these more than ten people are the best among the heirs of the royal family today.

The leader of these is naturally the presiding officer of today's festival ceremony, the regent and first prince of the Tania Empire, Hodd Tania, and the handsome young man with deep eyes and a charming smile on his right hand is the second prince, Missel Tania.

It was the first time that Lin Lichuan had seen Miselle himself, the prince who stood behind the Imperial Secret Police and manipulated him, designed to frame him, and forced him to change his plan to go to Black Flame Island in advance.

After taking a deep look at Miselle, Lin Lichuan moved his gaze to Elle Tania who was standing on the other side of Hodder, just like when they first met, the first princess of the empire still maintained a heroic demeanor, and her dazzling blonde hair looked extremely bright in the sunlight.

Hodder, Miselle, and Elle are the three best of the royal heirs today, and at this moment, they are also the three most eye-catching in the central square.

Everyone's eyes fell on them, moving with the pace of the three of them, but Lin Lichuan looked away, looked around, and soon saw Lin Zhenyi, who had not been seen for a long time, among the guards who followed behind the members of the royal family.

The latter wore a crisp uniform and an epaulette on his shoulder symbolizing the rank of brigadier general, which looked heroic, but it seemed that because of the promotion to knight, his spirit became more and more restrained.

As if sensing something, Lin Zhenyi, who was marching with the queue, suddenly turned her head to look at the high platform, and happened to meet Lin Lichuan's gaze, and after seeing that it was just a strange aristocratic guard, she was slightly stunned, frowned slightly, and looked away.

"What's the matter, Captain?" Meng Xiaotong, who was standing beside Lin Zhenyi, noticed her strange demeanor and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. Lin Zhenyi shook his head slightly, calmed down, and focused on the next ritual.

In front of everyone's eyes, Hodder, dressed in a gorgeous ceremonial robe, stepped onto the high platform step by step, and there was no one else around him except for a tall, thin and serious-looking old man who was constantly following him.

Even Miselle and Elle could only stay on both sides of the high platform more than ten meters away from him, and the two of them also followed their respective guards closely.

After standing still on the high platform, Hodder's gaze swept across the room, and as he passed over Miselle and Elle, he paused slightly, then moved away, and said in a tone full of ambition and majesty:

"Festival, begin!"

As his voice fell, the wrestlers on both sides of the high platform once again beat the huge drums fiercely, and the low and thunderous rapid drum sound suddenly spread.

As if to respond to the sound of drums, a uniform, steady and powerful footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance.

At the end of the street, a group of about 1,000 soldiers, dressed in brand-new red-brown uniforms and armed with guns, formed a long phalanx, slowly walking out of the corner of the street.

The neat footsteps stepped on the ground, and there was a very rhythmic sound of "Boom!Boom!Boom", the crowd began to cheer, and from time to time on both sides of the road there were people who threw out the petals that had been prepared, and fell in the phalanx with joy, but they could not stop the footsteps of the soldiers, and the resolute steps stepped on the petals all the way, slowly walking towards the central square. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)