The Magic Thief Chapter 5:

There is a roaring fire in the fireplace in the bedroom. The fire completely dissipated the severe winter cold. A pile of neatly chopped pine was piled up by the fireplace. This is the best fuel for heating in winter. The special fragrance of pine wood wafts in the room with the heat.

The luxurious silk bedding and bed sheets, the soft and comfortable velvet pillows, and the brocade blanket from Thor fell messy on the carpet. The bedroom seemed to have just been blown by a hurricane, and it seemed to have been trampled by two armies fighting each other. Extreme madness is followed by extreme tranquility. Lying on the bed, Ribo gently stroked Miss Freila's soft skin. The craziness just now was the only compensation he could give Freila.

Ribo can never forget that when Miss Freila smiled half-opened the door and chuckled him into the bedroom, her true feelings revealed her sadness. Unlike Miss Randy, Freila is always a strong-willed and cynical woman in front of everyone, as if she has seen through life and everything in life. Only when she is alone with Ribo, will Freila show her weak side. Freila's cry was silent, she would bite Ruibo's collar with her teeth, letting tears flow down her cheeks. But this silent cry made Ruibo feel sad.

It's completely different from the way of expressing sadness. Freila will use the most presumptuous way to express her joy. After the complete indulgence and madness, it is the warm embrace and caress of the mo. Sometimes, Ribo really couldn't understand Freila, but he always tried his best to cater to Miss Freila's preferences, because this was the only way he could compensate Freila. After exhaustion, hug each other, Ruibo really feels warm and happy. In this remote hometown, Ruibo felt at home for the first time. He has never felt this feeling since he left Southport and changed from a small shop assistant in Southport to Ribo Byendit, the heir to Lord Sirthberg.

"The matter was finally settled successfully." Ruibo sighed and said: "Eckert has sent a message to the head, Nangang should be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

"When are we going back?" Freila asked, raising her eyebrows. As a woman, she doesn't like to travel, especially long-distance travel in that cold winter.

"If there is no trouble, we can leave when we reply to us at the end, at least that's what Eckert told me." Ribo replied.

"In that case, returning to Surthburg will be a distant matter for us." Freila muttered.

"Are there any more troubles?" Ribo couldn't help asking.

"I'm worried that Francis may set off an unimaginable storm, and you are the center of the storm." Freila frowned and said in a low tone.

"This time the king’s prestige was greatly weakened, and the Presbyterian House gradually turned to Prince Phillips’ side. In this case, the situation became extremely delicate. Which side of the outer feudal vassal like Surthburg would be on? The balance of power often has a huge impact. I am afraid that we may not be able to get out of this big quagmire as we wish.” Freila explained that although she has never liked to care about these things, because this time it is related to Ruibo. During the days when Ribo lived in Lombardy, Freila did spend a lot of energy studying the intelligence collected by the actor. With Freila's eyes and feelings, he naturally saw a lot of things from it.

"Guess what Mr. Hyde would choose in this situation?" Rabo asked

"The head will not take refuge in either side. Sirthburg and Southport are able to prosper because they always maintain a certain distance from Franck. Both the king and the prince regard Southport as a piece of fat, regardless of Whoever sits down on the throne is not good for Nangang." Freila said with a curled lips.

"However, we are now an enemy of your Majesty. Even if we intend to stop, compared to your Majesty, we won't be willing." Ruibo said helplessly.

"Hehe, you are too naive. Did Eckert never teach you that politics is the most unprincipled deal? Yesterday’s mortal enemy is entirely possible to become today’s friend, and he was also on the same front. My friend, it is very likely to betray you suddenly, did the king soon sign an agreement with the biggest enemy of the Kingdom of France, Delizhi? This is the best proof." Freila said sarcastically.

"If your Majesty doesn't treat us as enemies, this is really a great thing." Ribo said with a smile.

"Really? Tou and Eckert probably don't think so. The situation in the future will be more complicated. We must guard not only the king, but also those friends before, and even the Prince. "Freila said softly.

Ribo asked puzzledly: "Why do you say that?"

"The head has sent someone to Yi Lei to protect your aunts and uncles. For the benefit of Nangang, it is very likely that Mel Dauphin will abandon us at the right time. After the position of Lord Sirthburg is determined , The situation has changed. No matter whether it is the king or the prince, they will not intervene in the south again until they are firmly seated on the throne. Therefore, you, the heir to the lord, do not seem to be important anymore."

"If Mr. Daufen betrayed us, what good would it do for him? Without the protection of Mr. Hyde, Nangang would not be able to maintain its prosperity at all." Ribo asked in astonishment.

"You are partly right, the head is indeed very strong, but if the king has absolute rights, forcibly sending an army to take over Searthburg and Southport, with the strength of the head, can it stop all of this?"

"It is not the strength of the head that makes the king dare not act rashly, but the situation that affects the whole body.

"Now that the management rights of the South are basically set, Nangang needs to find more powerful forces to ensure its current status. This is not very helpful. In this case, the businessmen in Nangang are very It is possible to treat us as gifts to people who can provide more favorable protection. This is politics.” Freila explained.

"Except for Mr. Hyde, who else can protect the south? Didn't you just say that once your majesty or the prince are firmly on the throne, will Nangang be a disaster?" Ribo asked.

"Is there no other choice but the king and the prince?" Freila said with a weird smile on the corner of her mouth:

"Why did His Royal Highness the Prince of Delizhi detour into Francis from the south just to avoid danger? From Nangang to Franck, the road travels thousands of miles away, and the chance of encountering danger is even greater. What's more, there is another shorter road to reach Franck. I use Dovge to land in Naman. It is only more than 700 kilometers from Naman to Franck. All the way is full of prosperous cities. It is much easier to hide whereabouts and avoid ambushes."

"If there is a civil turmoil in Francis, Terry will probably not stand idly by. Compared with the king and prince, Terry is obviously a more powerful backer, and if you take this opportunity to open up the business route for Terry, Nangang's wealth will further increase." Miss Freila said.

"Didn't that lead the wolf into the room? How could a wise man like Mr. Mile Duffin make such a stupid choice?" Ribo said disapprovingly.

"It’s not necessarily true. After occupying the land, the Delizhi people did plunder the rich and nobles, but for the merchants and the little aristocrats, they would not be too squeezed. They knew that the merchants were the source of wealth, it was for their source. Those who continue to create wealth, it can be said that the aristocratic nobles are much better than the nobles of Francis."

"Mel Dauphin is a smart man. He knows exactly what kind of ally he should choose, and he has a wide-ranging communication, and it is easy to change the source. He has been guarding him, and now he is even more so."

Freila leaned her body in front of Ruibo's eyes, pressed him tightly, and whispered, "Of course, Derry is not the only choice for Mel Duffin."

"Derizhi is the feud of Francis. For Nangang, relying on Derizhi has more disadvantages and less advantages. Yi Lei is also a good choice. Yi Lei’s government is probably more appreciated by businessmen. There are rich people there. The paradise of Yi Lei, the wealthy and nobles of Yi Lei have also transformed into another form of merchant."

"What's more, the Holy See is located in Yilei, which gives them a unique advantage. Even if a country such as the strongest is strong, it is impossible to completely ignore the existence of the Holy See."

"Of course, Miles will also worry that Yi Lei will abandon Nangang at a critical moment. This merchant country also acts like a businessman who is only profitable. Yi Lei's reputation in this regard is not good. It even Abandoned his original three counties, the reason is only to maintain trade with Thor"

"In case of turning to Yi Lei, none of the Nangang people in Xiang must worry about whether they will also become victims who can be given up." Freila said with contempt in her usual sarcasm.

"There seems to be no perfect thing in this world." Ribo said with a sigh.

"Yes, don't people call it heaven?" Freila sneered.

Ribo seemed to have a deep feeling, and he leaned on Freila tighter. He leaned against Freila and asked softly:

"What should we do? The case of Surthburg has come to an end, right? My work has been completed."

Freila glared at Ruibo, slightly jealous and asked, "What do you mean, the matter is resolved, and you plan to return to Surthburg to complete the seedling as the head discussed with the old Miss Medin. Ma’s job? Actually, you don’t need to go back to Surthburg at all. Miss Landy is here. You can perform your duties now. Maybe next year, the real legal heir to Surthburg will be born, right? "

Freila's jealousy Ribo can only turn a deaf ear, Eckert once told him that trying to explain in this situation is the most stupid choice. Finding a way to appease the deceit is the correct way, but this set has no effect on Freila. Freila's temper is a bit weird, the more coaxed, the more she likes to act like a baby, and the more jealous she will be. Ribo could only wait silently for Freila to calm down.

"It's not bad if you want to complete the stallion work, Miss Randy will not always need to be by your side in the future."

Freila smiled and said: "However, I am afraid it may not be as you wish. Before the situation is further clear, how can you, an important person, leave the eye of the storm? Even if you want to leave, others will Will try to prevent you from doing this."

"Why? Is His Majesty the King still going to deal with me now? Or will I stay here as a hostage?" Ribo asked.

"Have you forgotten that Prince, that Prince is the real terrible enemy? It is very possible that we have become his weapon to attack the king without knowing it. Do you remember that in the Butter Forest, Was the experience of you and your head in danger? It seems that the group of sneak attackers are obviously the assassins sent by the prince to intercept the prince of Derry, and the magician who was later killed by you in Sirthburg and by Kyle. The knight who was blocked is probably also under the prince."

"Eckert has checked. After escaping from Searthburg, Martial did not seek refuge with the king. The false information he provided caused the king to make the wrong choice and sent Robert the most inappropriate. The candidate for the imperial minister, all of this, I am afraid that Prince Phillips is behind the ghosts, we have become the most powerful weapon he used to deal with the king." Freila said.

"There are also figures of unknown origin outside the city. They are the prince’s men in all likelihood. As for their goal, the prince is the prince. Once the prince is assassinated to death, The Kingdom of Lizhi will inevitably tear up the agreement and attack the Kingdom of Francis. At that time, the king's trump card has become the strongest basis for him to step down, and the responsibility of the war will all be placed on the king's head."

Hearing what Miss Freila said, Ribo frowned tightly. The role he thought he was playing had already reached the curtain call. He didn't expect such a big change in the situation. Just as Miss Freila said, Ribo herself also felt involuntarily in the eyes of a storm.

……

In the palace, in that magnificent conference hall, His Majesty the King was dejected and listened to the advice of the legal counsel.

"Your Majesty, I have advised you not to listen to the advice of the magician Waqi, and I have also advised you to stay away from this capricious villain. Today you saw his method with your own eyes. Regardless of your reputation, I will not hesitate to put you on the guilty of killing people. Under the eyes of the public, using such a cruel method to burn the Persius magician to death, and in that situation, openly attacked the heir of the lord of Sirthberg, Your Majesty, think about it, once the heir to Lord Surthburg is killed at the hearing, how will the world treat you?" The Marquis of Keene spoke to the king of the dissatisfaction that had accumulated in his heart.

"Qing said very much, I also deeply regretted that I placed too much trust in Waqi." This supreme majesty, at this time, had to lower his noble head.

"Your Majesty, do you know who the heir to Lord Sirthburg is? You have also seen it. The reason why the hearing became so uncontrollable this time is largely due to the possession of the wizard of Perthos The power cannot be compared to that young man. This is really strange to me. Why can a magnificent magician be no match for a small magical apprentice?" asked the Marquis of Keene.

"The Mage Waqi told me that behind that young man, the archbishop secretly helped, and the Mage Persius was actually defeated by the church." The king thought for a while and said.

"Your Majesty, do you still believe in the magician Waqi like that? In my opinion, Waqi's words are not trustworthy at all. Your Majesty, you should listen to other people's opinions. How to explain it?" The Marquis of Keene whispered, and he deliberately lowered his voice. After all, he was not sure whether the palace magician Waqi could overhear the conversation in the conference hall through magical magic.

The supreme Majesty glanced at the old courtier in front of him, repeatedly weighing how much the old courtier was loyal to him. After thinking for a long time, the king finally made up his mind: "Marquis Keene, you are my most trusted courtier. I do not intend to keep a secret for you. After the hearing is over, I will go to the magic square next to the square. Headquarters of the Teachers’ Association, visited Master Nile Herre."

"Like you, Master Nilaère has warned me not to conflict with Sersborg. Master Nilaère knows something about the little heir, and this person is a disciple of Master Masque. , Master Masik once praised him for his excellent talent."

"However, Master Nile Herre himself did not expect that this young man possesses such a powerful power. He told me that the power that Persius used to deal with that young man could easily kill any one without first. Those who are prepared, even the Masek magician himself, the church’s holy blessings and blessings, cannot resist and weaken this deadly force. Even Master Nilaère himself can’t even imagine that the boy fell. What a powerful force it possesses that only through mental attacks can the wand in the hands of the Persoth magician be damaged to such a degree..."

The Marquis of Keene looked at His Majesty the King's hesitation and couldn't help asking: "Does Master Nielère really know nothing about this kind of power?"

The king thought for a while, as if he had made up his mind, he whispered: "The master does have some guesses, but this kind of guessing is too horrible. Qing is my most trusted courtier. I don't want to do anything to you. Conceal."

"Master Nile Herre, I just visited the two masters Marsek and Andili not long ago. Master Marsek made an amazing discovery in the depths of the Butter Forest."

The king said here, bringing his lips close to Keane's ear, and said in a very faint voice: "Master Marsek found the notebook left by the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit."

Hearing this news, the Marquis Keene was suddenly startled, and he couldn't help shaking his whole body. The knowledgeable and knowledgeable man he knew about the legendary strongest magician of Kai Mildet was definitely not worse than that of the magicians. Born in the era of Francis II, this person has served as an advisor to three kings before and after, and he is also the teacher of the two most famous kings. He has almost become a legend in historical records. Just as incredible as the legendary experience of Kai Mildit is the power he possesses.

Kemidit is called the closest person to God by the world. He created countless brilliances and miracles in his life. One of the strongest knights in the Kingdom of Francis, the Paladins is one of them. In the three hundred years that this knight group was formed, it was almost invincible until the kingdom of Drizhi used the lives of countless magicians in exchange for the gale knights and bloodthirsty groups that could be in the paladin.

In addition to the Paladins, the huge stone statues created by Kai Mildit are extremely powerful war machines. If it were not for the incompetence of the commander and the disagreement between the magician, Francis IX I am afraid that Palin has been occupied, conquered and ruled to this powerful and unyielding nation.

In short, as long as there is something related to Mildit, it represents absolute power and terrifying destructive power.

Kean certainly knows why His Majesty the King was so depressed just now, this is absolutely the highest secret of the Kingdom of France. Compared with the power left behind by Kai Mildit, whether it was the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the hands of Prince Phillips or the powerful army of the kingdom of Drizhi, they became worthless. Even the Holy See appears weak and feeble in front of it. If this news is accurate, then it is more important to control the two masters, Masik and Andili, than anything else. Once you have mastered the power of the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit, even if the Presbyterian and Prince Phillips join forces, and even the Holy See is on their side, you can ignore it.

"Your Majesty, does Master Nile Ere mean that the heir to Lord Sirthburg is lucky enough to have a part of the power left behind by someone, so the wizard of Perthos appears to be like this in front of him Vulnerable?" The Marquis of Keene said carefully, choosing words. Of course he dared not openly put the name of Kai Mildit on his lips.

"Shhh, it's better for us not to mention this matter. Now that the only people who know this secret are Master Nile Herre, the three of you and I, even Labelle doesn't even know about this matter." The king pressed down. Said the voice.

"Then Mr. Ribo Byndit became a key figure, but will he be drawn to Prince Phillips?" The Marquis of Keene asked worriedly.

"This is the one thing I worry about the most. Hey, if I had heard this news before then, I would definitely not let people like Robert and Watch mess around." The king sighed, his tone full of helplessness and melancholy.

"Your Majesty, you still have a chance now. Prince Phillips must not know the true value of this young man. Otherwise, he would not use Surthburg as a weapon against us." The Marquis of Keene was excited. Said.

"Yes, this is the key, the key to winning a turn for us." The king leaned forward, and he wanted to listen to the advice of the legal counsel.

"Your Majesty, it is almost impossible to quickly close the rift between you and Sorthburg, and if you get too close to Searthburg, it is likely that Prince Phillips will feel abnormal. In my opinion, the best way is to use Prince Phillips' strategy to respond to the prince himself, so that there will be friction between Searthburg and the prince, forcing Searthburg to lean on our side." The Marquis of Keene proposed.

"Qing, please explain clearly the strategy you have envisaged." The supreme majesty moved closer.

"Your Majesty, the matter of Searthburg is basically settled now. As long as we don't provoke Searthburg, Sirthburg will not be willing to treat us as enemies, but the prince may not think so. He I definitely want to continue to use Surthburg, a powerful and handy weapon. In this way, the prince will inevitably leave some traces. There are many wise men in Surthburg, and they will definitely not fail to see that. A clue, at that time, as long as you show that you will not intervene in the food of Surthburg again, and you will not use Surthburg as a weapon to attack His Royal Highness, I think, Surthburg should choose to stand by your side. "The Marquis of Keene explained in detail.

"Also, your Majesty has another way to deepen the rift between Searthburg and the Prince more quickly. Your Majesty, you must have not forgotten that when the hearing began, the Prince Henry spoke to Searthburg. The attitude of the heirs of the little lord, they seem to be friends who have known each other for a long time. As far as I know, Prince Henry is a very high-minded person. There are not many people who can be recognized by him. Since he values ​​Searthburg so much. Heir of the Lord, you should let them get closer, so that you can get closer to Sorthburg, giving people an illusion that Sorthburg is standing on our side, and you can let His Royal Highness Prince Phillips put Searth The fort is regarded as an enemy that must be eradicated. Labelle once told me that many strangers suddenly appeared in the capital. Some of them were menacing and they also carried heavy weapons. If my guess is right, they should be For Prince Henry, let Mr. Byndit temporarily serve as Prince Henry's bodyguard. Didn’t Labelle say that he is an expert in this area?” The Marquis of Keene said with a smile.

"Will this make Searthburg more disgusted with me?" the king frowned and asked.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, as long as this proposal is made by Prince Henry." The Marquis of Keene replied.

Hearing the advice of the legal counsel, this majesty nodded. This is indeed a wise advice.

……

The other corner of Franck, which is far away from Pencel Palace, also has a magnificent palace built. This was originally the palace designed and supervised by Francis VI, the talented and luxurious king himself. Since the cowardly and stubborn king moved to Lombardy, this most luxurious palace has been ignored by the world. Only with the visit of foreign royals, this noisiest palace in the past will temporarily restore its former glory. Now the prince and princess live here.

The ladies who were waiting in the court had a headache for Princess Xia. In their eyes, the princess was a wayward and stubborn country girl. As usual, the princess wore a pair of close-fitting breeches and walked around in the small living room, with her hands very ingeniously crossed on her chest, looking like a sailor on a boat or a horseman in a post.

In the other corner of the small living room, the old man sat there quietly. He put on a dark blue magician robe, and kept stroking his beard with his right hand.

The prince sitting on the sofa near the window, leaning on the back of the chair leisurely, looked at his sister who was walking around with great interest.

"Are you still angry? For such a small matter?" Prince Henry said with a smile.

"I was stolen. I was stolen by someone else in the court." The little girl puffed up her cheeks and said with anger.

"What kind of country is this? The thieves are so powerful that they can freely enter and leave the court. Or they are the distinguished guests invited by His Majesty the King. It is really a hospitable country." Princess Xia said angrily. Her voice is so loud that it can be heard clearly outside the small living room.

"Okay, okay, what can't be bought at Franck? In a few days, ask Mrs. Millen to take a look at the jewelry store. Can you just buy a new necklace you like?" Prince Henry Coaxed.

Suddenly, he blinked weirdly at his sister.

"It's so exhausted. Every time I have to put on my air, brother, have you never considered my image? Those old women all thought I was a shrew from the country." The princess complained. .

Prince Henry did not answer his sister's words. He turned his head and asked the old man: "Master, is anyone spying on us again this time?"

"Yes, your lord, there is a harrier eagle squatting under the eaves of the church opposite. We can't escape its eyes with every move. In the collection room downstairs, there is also a gentleman. Staying by the earpiece, I want to record our conversation without missing a word." The old man smiled and nodded and said.

"Can you guarantee that there are no hidden holes in my bedroom and bathroom for prying eyes?" Princess Xia asked.

"His Royal Highness, how many times do you want me to guarantee before you believe it?" The old man's face still smiled.

"I will never forget that you let me sneak attack on that guy in the Butter Forest. You didn't tell me that this disgusting guy hid the whistle in the back pocket of his ass." Said.

"Okay, Sia, stop making trouble and say that serious matters are important." The young prince quickly stopped.

"Master, look, what is going on today? I remember you once said that a young man has an extraordinary talent. He has even mastered the magical'Resonance of the Wind', but it will not be his The power has surpassed other magicians, the burned Persius magician, as far as I know, is a high-level magician." The prince asked.

"The young man holds a powerful magic device in his hands. This magic device is just able to restrain the power of the Perseus magician. Your Majesty, I am more interested in that the two firebirds are What power binds and destroys, if I am not mistaken, those two firebirds are the masterpieces of the palace magician Waki, one of the six great magicians of the kingdom of Waki ​​Francis. His power is so powerful that it is definitely not Ordinary magicians can reach it."

"He has even been able to transform the fire spirit into a real form. In terms of the ability to manipulate fire magic, Sorceress Waki ​​can be called unparalleled in the world. I have never heard of it in my knowledge. What kind of power can confine the fire elves in their physical form, destroy them with water magic, and use magic barriers to resist them in the periphery is a relatively common practice I know."

The old man frowned and thought. He digged deep in his brain for all the memories he had, trying to find a basis to explain everything.

"Master, you can use your power to make a ‘spiritual wandering’, won’t you be able to figure everything out?" the prince asked.

"His Royal Highness, I have already conducted a'spiritual wandering', but that powerful magic device prevented me from entering the higher-level spiritual world." The old man sighed and said.

"Spiritual World?" Princess Xia finally found something interesting to her.

"His Royal Highness, the so-called spiritual world, is equivalent to the passage of the soul. In a sense, the spellcaster, the summoner, the necromancer and our prophet are all people with the same power, only However, the nature of our opening of the spiritual channel is different. The spiritual spellcaster and the summoner can only open the spiritual channel that is synchronized with time. Their approach is as if they are forcibly breaking the door and controlling everything. What the necromancer opens It is the gateway to the secret world. Their nature is no different from that of tomb robbers. The burial objects buried in the tomb become the treasures they collect. As for the prophet, we can open the spiritual channel to the past and the future. As long as the person selected by the prophet as the target at a certain moment in the past or the future has thought about something, the prophet will be able to find it in the long river of time, and quietly open a window of the soul to spy on everything inside. "The old man explained carefully.

"Wow, Master, what you did is exactly the same as the little thief who stole my necklace." The little girl immediately pointed to the old man and screamed.

The old man and the prince were dumbfounded by the unruly princess.

"Master, what happened to that magic device?" the prince asked.

"Since someone can open the channel of the soul, naturally there is a way to close it. Spiritual magic, the power of the gods, the power of darkness, and the enchantment can all do this. All the spiritual channels are tightly closed." The old man replied.

"That magic device is so powerful, isn't it best to get it?" Princess Xia leaned over and asked, her expression indeed seemed a little eager to try.

"It’s better not to have branches. I have a hunch that those southerners will be of great help to us, and it is extremely dangerous to be enemies with them. Have you forgotten that in the Butter Forest Have you seen the character? The man who has the same strength as Foster, but walks in the dark?" The old man asked with a serious expression.

Princess Xia can't help gasping when she thinks of the ghost-like killer.

"I forgot to say that in addition to magical power, the person who closes the spiritual channel can also be achieved through the cultivation of spirit and will. The killer is one of the characters I can't snoop. His inner world seems to be The ice is frozen, like a bottomless abyss." The old man said.

"Then, how we should do it, please give me some guidance." The prince said sincerely.

"Your Highness, for this time, the best way is to get closer to those people. You should also see that these people will become one of Frank's most eye-catching stars during this period of time. First, the wealth and mighty power of the South are related to the Holy See. All of these have made the wealthy families of Franck put Searthburg on the list of wooing. At this time, we might as well add one. Feet." The old man said with a smile.

Prince Henry nodded and said, "I will prepare immediately."

"Your Majesty, you don’t have to be impatient. There are many ways to get closer. What you want to use now is the less efficient one. In the days to come, those southerners will probably be busy dealing with all aspects. For them, your invitation is just icing on the cake. What's more, when we met them in the Butter Forest, we had an unpleasant meeting. Want to resolve this knot, I’m afraid it’s not Easy." The old man stopped.

"Master, what do you think?" The prince asked sincerely again.

"Let Her Royal Highness be the plenipotentiary representative, this will be the most suitable choice." The old man said as he stroked his beard.

Prince Henry took a look at his eager sister next to him, and shook his head slightly. Although he has always admired the wisdom of the old man, he alone disagrees with this matter. No one knows this baby sister better than him. This unruly and willful princess never takes anything to heart. Even things that are closely related to national interests, in her eyes are just fun and not fun games. Just like this time in the Kingdom of France, this girl actually regarded such a major diplomatic mission as an interesting excursion. The trouble she caused along the way was definitely not less than the insidious and cunning Prince Phillips.

The old man clearly knew what the prince was thinking. He smiled and said softly: "His Royal Highness, if my guess is correct, the necklace of the princess is in the hands of a subordinate of the heir of the lord of Sirseburg. This is close to Sirse. The best excuse for the successor of the lord of the fort."

"At the same time, it is also the best excuse for those guys to dare not avoid me. As long as I grasp this handle, I can send those southerners at will. When a certain time comes, my brother will stand up and act as a peacemaker. At that time If Hou sends out the invitation again, the weight will be different. Isn't it? Master." The princess immediately understood the old man's consciousness, and she suddenly realized that this is an extremely interesting game. The little girl began to figure out how to squeeze those southerners there, but before that, she wanted to meet the brave thief.

Seeing the look of his sister flying with joy, Prince Henry knew that it was too late to stop him, so he had to shook his head helplessly.

……

Under the eaves of the church in the distance, there is a harrier eagle squatting. Harrier Eagle's sharp eyes were staring at the palace in the distance. From the window, you can clearly see everything in the small living room, and even the twitching of everyone's facial muscles. Although it was so far away, it couldn't hear any sound at all, but from the twisting of the muscles and the changes in the shape of the mouth, it could roughly guess what the people in the small living room were saying.

The Kingdom of Delizhi is interested in Surthburg and wants to use money to buy the heir to the lord. This is definitely important news. However, in contrast, the prophet said that behind the heir of Lord Sirthburg, there is an extremely powerful curse sorcerer secretly helping, which is extremely important information.

Seeing Delizhiren walking out of the small living room, the Harrier eagle flapped its wings and flew towards the outskirts.

Prince Henry leaned over to the window and looked at the distant harrier. Next to him was the Ogg magician. They had never left the small living room just now. The harrier saw only The phantom laid by the magician Ogg.

"I read it wrong, hey, I am old." The old man sighed and said.

"Master, what do you mean?" the prince asked.

"I originally thought that the Harrier Eagle was a creature controlled by the summoner, but I didn't expect that it was transformed from a person." The old man said.

"Transfiguration?" The prince asked in surprise.

"Well, I didn't expect anyone to be proficient in this ancient witchcraft. It flew to the outskirts. It should be under Prince Phillips. When did the Prince recruit such subordinates?" the old man frowned and said.

"Is transfiguration very powerful?" the prince asked.

"Compared with Summoning, Polymorph is much more difficult to prevent. A magician who is proficient in Polymorph can turn into various creatures, birds, reptiles, beasts and fish. It is easier to deceive creatures controlled by the summoner. There are so many, it is difficult to deceive a magician who uses transformation art to turn into an animal. Fortunately, I have already set up a strict magic circle here, otherwise I am afraid it has been seen through." The old man said.

"By the way, Master, what happens if I shoot down the bird with a slingshot? That magician will die?" Princess Xia asked.

The old man turned his head and looked at the princess. Indeed, such a princess may be unique. The slingshot seems to be a boy's toy, and few girls are interested in it.

"Your Royal Highness, what you said is right. The weakness of Transfiguration is that after becoming an animal, magicians are easily hurt. Therefore, magicians who are proficient in Transfiguration tend to learn some life-saving tricks. Just like me, Although he is a prophet, he will also be incapable of illusion magic." The old man said with a smile.

"Why are Prince Phillips all eccentric wizards?" Princess Xia complained.

"Magicians are all weird people, aren't they?" The old man laughed at himself.

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In a small villa on the outskirts, the windows on the fourth floor were wide open, and a harrier flew directly in. When the harrier fell on the floor, a thick smoke suddenly rose from under its feet. When the smoke cleared, the Harrier had changed back to its human appearance.

That was a middle-aged man in his forties. Because he had been immersed in magic research for many years, the muscles on his body had already degraded so much that there was not much left.

The middle-aged man took out his clothes from the closet next to him. Putting on his clothes and glasses, absolutely no one can see that this scrawny, but handsome scholar-like figure in front of him is a magician. A snow-white shirt with a black velvet waistcoat, a pair of light gray trousers on the lower body, and a dress of the same color on the outside. This is Frank's usual attire everywhere.

Go downstairs, the living room is already full of his men.

"Earl Dakru, His Royal Highness has dispatched Mr. Sero to help you." A man dressed as a housekeeper walked up and said.

"Huh, what do you want this betrayer who has not succeeded enough to fail? There is already a magician who has died because of him. Does the prince still believe in such a person?" a subordinate said with a cold snort.

"Shut your mouth. Don’t talk nonsense about this. If you want to complain, hide in the room, but let me hear dissatisfaction with Serot again in the public. People will find his new home in the cemetery next to the church." The earl said coldly.

He circled the living room and finally sat on the sofa in the center.

"Of course, I won’t force you to cooperate with Serot, but we are absolutely not allowed to fight in the nest. Now we are in a dangerous situation. Do you think that Francis XVI didn’t know that we were here? Do you think Labelle? Is it a blind old dog? We can’t hide our every move. Everyone knows that we are here. The reason why we don’t move is because the time has not come. Since the Prince sent Sel Ott to come, naturally For his reason, Serot is really strong, none of you is qualified to be his opponent." The count reprimanded with a stern face.

Those subordinates who stand there dare not speak, the earl is rarely so harsh, but once he has said something, he will definitely honor it. Although everyone complained about Serott, they never dared to show dissatisfaction.

"Is there any news from Mary?" the count asked.

"Miss Mary has not contacted us for two days. I am worried that she has been smelled by the old dog Rabel." The butler replied cautiously.

"Label is not a reckless character. He likes to put a long line to get rid of the big fish. He will never move Mary casually, but there has been no movement for two days. This is indeed a bit abnormal. You send someone to investigate. Take a moment to see what happened," the count said.

"My lord, why don't you use the hidden lines that are laid out in the capital, but let our people go to investigate, if it is discovered by Labell, wouldn't it even be exposed to Miss Mary?" The butler was puzzled and asked. road.

"For this operation, the prince gave me the list of hidden lines that he has arranged in the capital for many years. However, I don't understand these hidden lines. For those who don't know the details, it is better not to use them indiscriminately." The count replied. .

As for the earl’s temper, the butler knows no better, the earl is a cautious figure.

"By the way, you ask the priest to come to me once in the evening. I have something to do. I want him to tell his Royal Highness." Count Ducru said.

After speaking, these earls stood up and walked towards the door, with a carriage parked outside the door.

The carriage made of pine wood, painted with brown-red paint, wide spoked wheels, tall bases, and narrow doors inlaid with glass. This is a car that can often be seen in the capital. A carriage that wealthy businessmen like to ride.

After getting in the car, the earl knocked on the front partition and ordered: "I'm going to the residence of the Duke of Fuchs. After Ming Avenue, you can walk slowly along the left side of the Avenue."

"Yes, master," the coachman replied.

The carriage moved slowly, and soon disappeared into the crowded street.