Act 60 The Last Night in Pragues (Middle)

The thick wooden door with gilded patterns slowly opened, the air flowed, and the low roar penetrated the ear drums, as if behind the door was an ancient country that was opening the door to visitors.

The light outside the hall gradually became brighter, and behind the door was a girl with an angry face.

The half-elf princess was wearing a silver-white princess dress, with a ruffled skirt hanging down to the smooth marble floor; she raised her head and chest, her soft silver curly hair fell down her shoulders, her hands folded onto the skirt, and stood there coldly, watching the few people slowly coming out of the darkness-

The deep marble sets off such beauty, which is a lily blooming in the darkness.

"Your Highness, Princess." The gloomy face of Marquis Kluge showed a smile of surprise on the gloomy face. The important minister who had served the Korkova family since Gnan's time put his hand under his ribs and bowed deeply.

He raised his head, his lips slightly raised, and his thin face always seemed to have a sarcastic smile.

"You're welcome, Marquis," the girl didn't look at the old fox in front of her eyes, and asked coldly, "Are the father inside?"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, His Majesty is receiving the ambassador of Madara, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for the time being." Kluge replied with a smile.

A trace of worry flashed between Eruin's eldest daughter's eyebrows, but soon recovered as usual.

"Then I will wait here," she replied with her head raised, "It's late at night, and the ambassador of Madara will not stay for too long."

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself--" Marquis Kluge glanced at the royal flower, with appreciation in his eyes, but he still smiled and didn't smile.

"Thank you for your concern."

"Then the old minister said goodbye."

"please."

The girl watched the people leave indifferently with her silver eyes. However, when Marquis Kluge, who was wearing purple and golden surrender, passed by, the eldest daughter of Eluin, suddenly said: "Clugeqing, play with fire and burn yourself, so she can do it yourself--"

Marquis Kluge was slightly stunned. The princess said this with a serious warning. The important minister trusted by Obergu VII stopped and when he thought of something, a gloomy smile appeared on his face.

"What are you talking about with your princess?" he asked.

"You know what I say. I can't stop what happened in Pragues City and Kurcoburg, but don't forget who is on the side of the Temple of Flame in Eruin." The princess replied coldly.

Klug's face changed slightly, but quickly recovered as usual. The old fox was so cunning that he took a breath and replied without a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your reminder."

Neither side seemed willing to talk more. After one of them was wrong, Marquis Kluge and his group hurriedly left.

But a young man behind the marquis asked, "Mr. Marquis, what does she mean?"

"This royal flower cannot be underestimated, Wilma." Marquis Klug replied with a sinister face: "Although we are in a good shape now, she is not idle either. Judging from the news from outside the government and the country, His Royal Highness is raising money around with the hands of the Church of Javier. Although she doesn't understand what she wants to do, she must have made some moves."

Marquis Kluge looked back at the dark night outside the arched windows of the corridor, and said, "Today, she is here to remind us. But her ability to do this means that our princess is still concerned-"

"It's a slight slut."

He sighed and wiped the ring on his gloves. On the dark ring tray, a wetrosnake entrenched there as if he had come alive, with a faint bronze light refracting on the edge.

Everyone was silent.

The half-elf princess watched Marquis Kluge and his party leave without saying a word. When she turned around, she happened to see Sir Beninger in a light golden robe walking out of the shadow behind a pillar in the hall.

"How?" the girl asked immediately when he approached.

The young man shook his head with a bitter look on his face: "No, Your Highness Princess. I still haven't seen Your Majesty."

The girl's face calmed down.

"Your Highness the Princess?"

"Tonight, I'm going back to my territory. Take Hazel and join me." The girl stared ahead and replied calmly: "Be careful not to attract the attention of those people."

"Your Highness, can't we think of any other way?" Beninger asked with a bitter look. He was the youngest son of Duke Sifah and had a very prominent identity. But since he met Princess Griffiin a year ago, he was shocked and surrendered to the charm of this half-elf princess and was willing to serve her in front of her.

Logically speaking, Beninger's stay in the royal capital had long exceeded the expectations of a young noble who had traveled. His father's letters urging him to go home to inherit the territory were tightly written, but the young man still lingered here.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the one who holds the heart of this young man is just the eldest princess of the royal family of Eruin.

Princess Griffith was about to be sixteen in July, and it was the age when the royal family talked about marriage. However, Obergu VII loved her very much, and would rather she be with him as his father for two years - not to mention Obergu VII also understood that his youngest son Hazel was cowardly by nature and indeed needed the help of this sister.

But this was a good thing for Beninger, because he knew in his heart that he had no possibility of this princess, and that she would stay here for one more day if she stayed with Obergu.

Of course, he was not without self-pity. If he were the eldest son of Duke Sifah, not the youngest son, it would be another situation.

However, the girl's words made his heart beat: His Highness said that she wanted to return to her territory, which was probably a huge turnaround. There were not many cases of Elou's direct royal family members returning to her territory in history, but every time something extraordinary would happen.

Beninger looked at the princess and was both expecting and afraid of the unknown future, so he seemed undecided. He felt that their departure might have caused more than just a storm.

Under the dim candlelight, the firm gaze of Princess Eruin, who was only sixteen, was reflected in the young man's hesitant expression, and the hall was silent for a moment.

"What are you worried about, Beninger?"

"I have some worries, Your Majesty, he..." The young man didn't know how to express his thoughts at the moment.

In fact, since June, and to be precise, Madara's envoy arrived, except for Prime Minister Kluge, no one of the former ministers of Obergu VII had ever seen him. Even his daughter and son were forcibly banned, and their activities were limited to the capital.

The news of suspicion that Obergu VII was under house arrest spread wildly, but this did not cause any reaction among the nobles. Since Obergu VII appointed him as prime minister, his favor for him has increased. It is a fact that the world knows that Kluge's faction is in power in the government and the opposition.

However, this faction never had contact with the local people, which was deeply trusted by Obergu VII. As a result, the royal party also let them go. Besides, Kluge was indeed impeccable in his policy and strategy. He was known as the greatest politician of the Korkova dynasty since the Anson 11th era.

Some people even compared him with the name, the Archbishop of the Javier Church in the eleventh period of Anson.

However, the situation took a sharp turn after April and May of the year. Kluge seemed to be interested in seizing power. In addition, the Black Rose War was in full swing, and for a moment, Elu seemed to have a swaying smell of storm due to the domestic political situation.

But although suspicion and suspicion not only spread among the nobles' top leaders. However, Overwell and Everton, the core figures of the royal party, were heading for the delivery with Madara, and Greggs, the Archbishop of the Javier Church, the most prestigious of the three remaining giants, also stayed behind closed doors.

So the form of the royal capital seems to appear even more obscure.

But at this time, the eldest daughter of Eluin asked him to return to her territory. Not to mention whether they could escape from this cage, but His Royal Highness the princess just so willing to leave her father behind?

Griffith is recognized by the world for the good relationship between Princess and her father. As a close minister of the princess, Beninger knew this even more.

But the half-elf girl still looked at her face and replied quietly: "With my father's character, I will not agree to such a ridiculous agreement from Madara. Although I don't understand what that guy Klug is, there is one thing that can be clear, and we are not here to be of no use."

"First of all, I want to send my brother out, which is one of my responsibilities. I must take the lead, and put the interests of the royal family first. If there is anything wrong with the father, I think he will understand all this."

"Your Highness the Princess..." The young man stared blankly at the half-elf girl who was one head shorter than him. It seemed that he was not sixteen years old, but an excellent politician with mature thoughts.

Griffiin glanced at him: "Don't worry, Begning, I'm not unprepared. With the help of my mentor's connections, we can also play our own chess-don't forget that I have never believed in the villain Klug, and they dare not take the blame for the world and make a move on my father."

The princess suddenly stopped talking, and she happened to see the gloomy Madara envoy walking out of the door.

At this moment, the living and the dead looked at each other.

Then it interlaced.

...

However, when the capital of Eruin was in a turbulent and storm, Brando, who knew this in his heart, was sitting leisurely in the "Cross Star" bar in the White Swan District of Prague. While he asked the bartender about the news about the Golden Wine, he would go to see the clock hanging on the wine rack every time he would take a while to see the clockwork hanging on the wine rack.

The hour hand is pointing at twelve o'clock.

Brando didn't expect that his character would explode to start with this continuous mission clue overnight and then complete it easily. He just waited for someone while looking for something to pass the time.

And when the church bell rang outside, the door of the bar finally opened again.

Standing outside the door was wearing a dark blue military uniform, with a long ponytail tied behind his head, his face slightly red, and he looked at his girl with light brown and bright eyes.

Freya seemed to be a formal knight. She wore the kind of genuine ribbon and knight's belt, and the long sword issued by the church with the cross handle at her waist, and put on a pair of shiny horse boots.

She looks like a heroic female knight.

But her concerned expression obviously betrayed her. As soon as she entered the door and looked around, her eyes fell on Brando, and she took a breath and walked over and asked:

"You're leaving? Brando?"

"kindness."
Chapter completed!