Chapter 1198 Meeting

Looking at 'Turner' who was bowing and saluting, the court doctor's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

"How is this possible?"

The grey-haired court doctor pointed at 'Turner' and stuttered, and the hand that pointed to 'Turner' trembled even more.

Because, it’s really incredible!

As a doctor in Warren Palace, the old doctor is very familiar with Turner, who has old injuries.

It was precisely because of this familiarity that he could see that the Turner in front of him was the 'Turner' in his memory, with the same face and expression, and even a slightly awkward walk due to injury, which ordinary people would not pay attention to. The same goes for posture.

If he hadn't just examined Turner's body, he would have thought he had encountered the real Turner.

The next moment, the court doctor looked at Qin Ran.

how did you do that?

The court doctor's eyes were filled with questions.

Similarly, Mary was looking at Kieran.

However, unlike the court doctor, the eyes of the underage princess were full of brilliance.

Kieran never let her down.

Not before.

Not this time either.

He will always do his best.

Taking a deep breath, Mary's hands landed on the palms above her head, and she held it in her hands, not letting go.

Perikna remained silent.

But no one could tell that the female leader of the Snake Sect was suffering a considerable blow at this moment. She first looked at 'Turner' and then at Qin Ran.

That gaze seemed to see the most incredible thing in the world.

"Extraordinary powers of observation."

"It's different from previous tracking techniques."

"A disguise that is indistinguishable from false to true."

"He's really a natural scout, or..."

"assassin!"

Thinking of something, Perikna's eyes lit up, but then dimmed.

What's the use of being a born assassin?

Her branch has already declined, and she is the only one left.

What's more, with the other party's strength...

Apart from Yuan Snake, what else can make the other party tempted?

And the other party is already the established leader!

Perikna is very clear about what the recorder in the Crow School will do. It is true that the other party is ambitious, but he does not have the ability and character to match his ambition.

Even, at some point, it can be said to be weak and incompetent.

Facing such a recorder, if the person in front of him raises his hand, the other person will be wiped out, right?

As for the rest of the Crow Faction?

Maybe resist.

But will the final result change?

Won't.

"It's already a crow."

"if……"

The female leader of the Snake Faction sighed.

It's just that, in the bottom of her heart that she didn't know about, a small seed was planted just like that.

And, soon, it will sprout.

Ignoring the looks of the three people present, Qin Ran directly gave instructions to the high-level evil spirits.

"give it to you."

"Yes, my lord."

The high-level evil spirit [Bloody Mary] who transformed into 'Turner' saluted again, walked to the door, raised her hand and knocked several times.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Come in."

Aidal didn't have any aristocratic airs. Following the knock on the door, he stood up and opened the door for 'Turner'. When he saw 'Turner', the old earl was taken aback for a moment, and then gave 'Turner' Turner' a hug.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist coming."

"Twenty years have passed and your character has not changed at all!"

Adal said while hugging 'Turner'.

But the old count looked towards the corridor.

He saw Kieran, Mary, Perikna and the court doctor.

Then, with a more natural smile, he walked into the room with 'Turner' in his arms.

The door closed slowly.

"Did Lord Turner find anything?"

"He probably didn't know about Mr. Turner's death."

Mary asked uncertainly.

"A person who has lived in Will County for twenty years, even if he is a fool at first, will become a smart person after twenty years of hard work."

"An intelligent person who is wary and suspicious of everything."

Kieran said and walked to one side.

There is a small tea room in Warren Palace.

The room is not big, so it cannot be used to hold dance parties, but it is very suitable for entertaining guests.

Celty and Maxim sat side by side in silence.

But unlike Maxim who was sitting still, Celti did not forget to taste the pastries and tea brought by the waiter in silence, and also gave comments.

“The pastries are really average.”

"The flour is not carefully selected, the eggs are not broken enough, and the fermentation after mixing is not done yet. The most annoying thing is that only a little bit of sugar is added!"

“Can pastries that are not sweet be called pastries?”

“And there’s tea here!”

"It's obviously been sitting there for a long time. Even though it's wrapped in silver foil, it's still dampened and tastes bitter and astringent."

"I was looking forward to it originally. After all, it is a palace."

"But the reality... alas!"

Celty let out a long sigh.

"His Majesty James VIII is not a fool who indulges his desires. He is honest and upright. If it were not for Jane James, Warren would be richer and more powerful than everyone imagined."

Facing his friend's sigh, Maxim shook his head.

As the recorder of the Crows, he knows too many secret information that ordinary people don't know.

This information is priceless.

If he wanted to be a rich man, selling these news would be enough for him to spend his whole life without worrying about food and drink. It's a pity...

He also has an unrealistic ideal.

It is precisely because of this ideal that he keeps running.

It also made him more and more hesitant.

He saw his target close at hand.

That's what he ideally wanted.

He only needs to take one step forward, and he can fulfill his long-cherished wish.

but……

Someone is more suitable and appropriate than him!

That person seemed to be born for this position.

Strong, calm, cautious, sharp, stick to the bottom line.

Every one of them is rare and valuable.

That person has them all.

He wanted to ignore it.

But when he thought of everything he faced after reaching that position, Maxim hesitated again in his heart.

Maxim himself knew that such hesitation made him miss a lot.

But it couldn't be corrected.

He always thinks too much at the most critical moment, and hesitates when he thinks too much.

Unconsciously, Maxim also let out a sigh.

Hearing Maxim's sigh, Celty shrugged.

He knew what his friend was thinking.

But there was no persuasion.

Because, he knew that such persuasion would only make his friend hesitate more.

Of course, Celty didn't do nothing.

"You'd better think about how to explain to that person for a while."

"That one is not easy to fool."

"If one is not good, the two of us will have to be killed."

"I've never doubted the attitude of the one who treats malicious people."

Celty diverted her friend's attention.

"yes."

"The one who treats the enemy is more ruthless than the cold wind of Winter God."

"But who can be indifferent to the 'saying of the virtuous king'?"

Maxim smiled bitterly and sighed again.

"The theory of a wise king?"

Suddenly, there was a sound in the small tea room.

A black figure stepped out from the shadows.