So Hitzfeld wasn't too nervous.
After all, her identity as a Devourer is there. Even if a prince is rebellious, he falls in love with her at first sight because of her face. The royal family...his father can't let him marry a short-lived woman, right?
"Oh..." In fact, it was true. After experiencing great shock and amazement, Gunter shook his head and reached out to wipe his face from nose to chin.
"It's so surprising. This is the first time I know..."
"Please keep it a secret for me, Your Highness." Hitzfeld made the first request, "After all, I don't want to cause trouble... My job is a detective."
"And detectives need to travel around." The prince nodded in understanding, "No problem... Of course! I will help, and I believe no one will refuse you..."
"Your Highness." Xia Yibing began to try to change the subject, "I heard you say there was an emergency—"
"Yes Yes!"
Gaunt woke up as if from a dream, quickly went behind the desk and opened the drawer, as if he wanted to look for something.
They all thought he was looking for something, but it turned out not to be the case.
Halfway through the book, Gunter was stunned for a moment, then quickly closed the drawer, pinched his nose and sighed.
What is going on.
Hitzfeld was a little strange.
This is obviously... because the shock and stimulation were so great that I forgot everything I wanted to say and do. My body was doing things based on muscle memory and instinct, and I realized halfway through that it was meaningless.
This kind of situation actually happened to Gaunt, a prince who was born into a military family.
It can't be caused by me, so something big must have happened.
"Yes... I remember now..."
While rubbing his temple, Gunter said, "It's Naris. He's back."
"Naris?" Xia Yibing frowned, "His Highness Naris?"
"It's him."
"But why..."
"It's not just him who's back, but also the Third Division he oversees!"
This sentence was shouted by Gunter.
It could be considered a growl... but it was also a growl, especially the ending note which was so high that it scared the two people next to him.
"The Third Division returned to the capital without receiving any orders. The troops were deployed outside and blocked all land routes out of the city." Then he resumed his deep voice and continued, "I think he must be desperate..."
The 3rd Division of the Ash Legion returned without any transfer order, and also blocked the Port of Wayne, blocking all land passages?
Xia Yibing and Hitzfeld looked at each other.
This is indeed a big deal.
Compared to this incident, even the legacy of the town of Elnak became less important.
Because this kind of behavior... may develop into a mutiny at any time!
What on earth does Naris want to do by taking the army back to the capital without any orders?
Before this issue is clarified, the 3rd Division will probably be treated as an enemy!
This is war!
civil war!
It could explode at any time!
"Your Highness, is the information accurate?" Hitzfeld asked tentatively.
"Would I joke about such a thing?" Gaunt glared at her.
He wanted to get angry, but when he saw her face…even though one third of that face was still hidden by her hair, he couldn't help but calm down.
"I have already notified the Second Division... There is no other way... They are the only organized army nearby that is capable of confronting the Third Division. They should have already set off, and may be back soon..."
"But I still don't understand all this... Why would Naris - is he crazy?"
"Your Highness, I think the most important thing now is to confirm your Majesty's thoughts."
Xia Yibing said quickly, "Your most important task now is to return to the White Shadow Palace. I believe His Highness Naris must have a reason for doing this, and perhaps it has something to do with His Majesty."
"you're right."
Gunter wiped his head and forced himself to calm down quickly.
"I heard the news... on the way here."
"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have left. I was in the palace, and now I have to go back... back..."
"Director Xia Sha!" he suddenly shouted.
"Your Highness!"
"Mobilize all forces and cooperate with the police department to maintain law and order in the city. I don't want to see those evildoers again. Anyone who is even slightly suspicious should be arrested! Do you understand?"
"Yes!" The woman saluted him. "I understand."
"You shouldn't go out."
After giving the order, Gunter couldn't help but look at the girl next to him again.
"Outside...it might be dangerous next. You stay here and let Kleinamis and the others stay to protect you."
Then he left.
"I have to go up, too."
Xia Yibing adjusted her cap and looked at the girl with some regret.
This is really a pity.
She didn't know what had happened to cause Hitzfeld to change like this, but she did say those words.
There had never been a moment when their hearts were so close. If she could, she really wanted to stay with the girl for a moment, but she had official business to attend to.
Her ideals and responsibilities...are also important.
"I..." Hitzfeld opened his mouth to speak.
"Your Highness is right, you shouldn't go up." Xia Yibing interrupted her.
"I know you just had a good night's sleep, and this is when you are most energetic, but you are mainly working on the case right now, right?"
"Our investigation is now focused on the old king's party. How to find them, how to find the other seeds of destruction, how to find Ethan, protect him, and make sure he doesn't come into contact with those seeds actively or passively - this is your top priority."
"But this is still a clue..."
"You haven't even finished checking the information yet. Just stay here. Darente and Carlo will be watching over you."
But I've got an idea.
That's what Hitzfeld wanted to say.
But the woman didn't seem to allow her to refuse, as if she would die if she went out.
That’s okay too.
She was right about one thing: the information had not been fully checked.
"Then I need you to give me authorization," she said instead.
"Before I leave, I will notify the people in the Intelligence and Archives Department to make things convenient for you."
Xia Yibing nodded, quickly checked the weapons and ammunition on her body, then opened the door and stepped out.
"You can watch whatever you want—"
"That's it. Goodbye—"
At the same time, at the bottom of Kevin's prison, Batty-Villefort suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.
He heard the bells.
"clang--"
"clang--"
"clang--"
In this eternal night that has not yet ended, at a time other than the hour, the bells from the Central Parish Cathedral rang throughout the city for the first time in history.
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My physical condition is worse than I thought. I don’t know if the sleepiness is a side effect. I don’t feel anything…
Anyway, I'll just finish writing them all. I estimate that I can only write 16 words this month. I can't be lazy next month...
Chapter 110: The beginning of chaos
"I have given her the letter as you instructed."
In a teahouse on Mermaid Avenue, Princess Vona came out of a private room and looked at the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes who was waiting outside.
"But I don't understand, how could you deliver the letter to Dream City? Under Grace's nose?"
Thinking back on this, Princess Vona still found it quite magical.
Were some teachers and students in Pusilintli bribed by him?
Or is he actually able to bypass the will of Dream City and send people to infiltrate it privately?
"You have achieved your goal anyway, so let's not talk about this anymore."
The middle-aged man, the Marquis de Charcons, smiled and bowed to her, then rubbed his hands and said, "I know a fish hotpot restaurant that is delicious. It's rare for Your Highness to come out of the palace, please allow me to take you to see it."
"I just heard the news that Naris led the Third Division of the Ash Legion to surround the royal city. As the noble most trusted by my father, you are always thinking about sharing his worries. How come you are still taking me out to eat, drink and have fun at this time?"
Princess Vona stared at him with some amusement.
But even though she said this, the two of them had already started walking.
It was the Marquis who led the way, and she was also very interested in the grilled fish hotpot.
"Oh, I do have my reasons." The Marquis gave a bitter smile, and acted very humbly. "I know you never care about those intrigues. Of course... it's only because of you that I'm willing to say these words."
"How to say?"
"You should have heard the rumors about me, about the glorious deeds of the Sharcons family."
"Yes, they all say you are the most loyal person, Your Excellency."
"When everyone thinks this way, the situation of the Sharcons family will be extremely dangerous."
"Hmm?" Princess Vona raised her eyebrows, and then quickly realized that the old man was worried that the family's reputation was too good.
A great noble, with a profound family background, noble character, and many outstanding achievements, possessing all virtues, such a person... would never be liked by any ruler in any period of history.
"No wonder you suddenly started to indulge Keller a few years ago." Princess Vona rolled her eyes and finally understood his thoughts. "You think too much. Father is not such a jealous person."
"There are some things that only Your Highness dares to say." The Marquis of Charcones bowed to her again, with impeccable etiquette.
"We can't do that... We have to always think about where we are going."
There's nothing wrong with him thinking this way.
Looking at him again, Princess Vona suddenly realized that the Sharcons family had been marquises for three generations.
Sara itself has only been restored for a short time, and the historical records before the gray fog came are vague and the details are unknown, but since the restoration of Sara, it seems that no hereditary titles have been granted.
That is to say, under normal circumstances, there is no hereditary nobility in Sara. Some families were nobles in previous generations, but if the next generation did not have enough merit, they could only return to civilian status.
Although they had lost their privileges, their family assets were still there, so the nobles of Sara all went into business - acquiring enough wealth as start-up capital while they still had privileges, and also building relationships with some powerful people. Even if power disappeared in the future, their descendants would be able to live comfortably and prosperously with their family assets and network of relationships.
This is also why Sara has so many business alliances, and basically all nobles, big and small, are involved.
Compared with this background, the three generations of marquis of the Charcones family are amazing.
Although it is not hereditary in name, it has already become hereditary in reality.
This is basically the pinnacle of the aristocratic system, because above it is the title of duke, and Sara has never awarded a duke since its restoration.
Being in such a position, he naturally had to tread on thin ice.
You can never be too careful.
