Scene 60 The Last Night in Prague (Part 2)

The heavy wooden door with patterns was slowly pushed open, the air was flowing, and the low roar pierced through the eardrums, as if an ancient kingdom was opening its doors to visitors behind the door.

The light outside the hall gradually brightened, and behind the door stood a young girl with an angry face.

The half-elf princess is wearing a long silver-white princess dress, with a ruffled skirt that hangs down to the smooth marble floor; she holds her head high, her soft silver curly hair falls along her shoulders, and her hands are folded on the crinoline On the ground, standing 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 dark.

"Your Royal Highness." Marquis Kluge, who was walking in the front, showed a surprised smile on his gloomy face. This important minister who has been serving the Corcova family since the Gnann era put his hands under his ribs, deeply bowed.

He raised his head, his lips were slightly upturned, and there seemed to be a sneering smile on his thin face.

"You're welcome, Lord Marquis," the girl asked coldly without looking at the old fox, "Is the father in there?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Your Majesty is receiving Madara's ambassador, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for the time being." Klug replied with a slight smile.

A trace of worry flashed across the brows of Eruin's eldest daughter, but soon returned to normal.

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

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself—" Marquis Kluge glanced at the proud flower of the royal family, with appreciation in his eyes, but he still smiled.

"Thank you for your concern."

"Then the old minister will take his leave."

"Please."

The girl remained motionless with pale silver eyes, watching these people leave indifferently. However, when the Marquis Kluge, who was wearing a purple-gold ministerial uniform, passed by him, the eldest daughter of Eruin suddenly said again: "Mr. Kluge, play with fire, so that you can do it for yourself—"

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

"What are you talking about, Your Highness?" he asked.

"You guys know what I'm talking about. I can't stop what happened in Braggs City and Fort Culco, but don't forget whose side the Temple of Fire is on in Eruin." The princess said coldly replied.

Kluge's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. The old fox's mansion was so deep, he took a breath, and replied with a half-smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, for reminding me."

Both parties seemed unwilling to talk any more. After a wrong turn, Marquis Kluger and his party left in a hurry.

Instead, a young man behind the Marquis asked, "Master Marquis, what does she mean?"

"The flower of the royal family should not be underestimated, Wilma." Marquis Kluge replied sullenly: "Although we are doing well now, she is not idle at all. Judging from the news from outside the court , Her Royal Highness is raising money through the hands of Havel Church, although I don't understand what she wants to do, but I think she will make some moves."

The Marquis of Kluge glanced back at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling arched windows of the promenade, and said, "Today, she came to remind us. But she can do this, which shows that our princess still has some scruples—"

"It's a mouse-thrower."

He sighed and wiped the ring on the glove. On the dark ring tray, a ouroboros entangled there as if it had come to life, and the edge reflected the faint bronze light.

Everyone is silent.

The half-elf princess watched Marquis Kluger and his party leave without saying a word. When she turned her head again, she happened to see Sir Benninger in light golden robes coming out of the shadow behind a pillar in the hall.

"How?" The girl waited for him to approach,

asked immediately.

The young man shook his head bitterly: "No, Your Royal Highness. I still haven't seen Your Majesty."

The girl's face fell silent.

"your Highness?"

"Tonight, I'm going back to my territory. You take Hazel with me." The girl stared ahead and replied calmly: "Be careful, don't attract the attention of those people."

"Your Highness, can't we think of any other way?" Benninger asked with a bitter face. He is the youngest son of the Duke of Sifah, and his status is extremely prominent. But since meeting Princess Griffin a year ago, she has been astonished, and since then she has surrendered to the charm of this half-elf princess and is willing to serve her.

It stands to reason that Benninger's stay in the royal capital has already exceeded the expectations of a traveling young nobleman. The letters from his father urging him to go home and inherit the territory are one after another, but the young man still lingers here.

Anyone with a discerning eye in Zuo Jin knew that the one holding this young man's heart was nothing but the eldest princess of the Eruin royal family.

Princess Griffin just turned sixteen in July, which is the age when the royal family is talking about marriage. It's just that Oberg VII loves her very much, and he would rather have her by his side to accompany his father for two years - besides, Oberg VII also understands that his youngest son Hazel is cowardly by nature and indeed needs the help of this sister.

But this is a good thing for Benninger, because he knows in his heart that he has no possibility with this princess, and if she stays with Oberg for one more day, he can stay here for one more day.

Of course, he is not without self-pity. If he is the eldest son of Duke Sifah instead of the youngest son, I am afraid it will be another situation.

But at this moment, the girl's words made his heart thump: Her Royal Highness said that she is going back to her own territory, which is probably a huge turning point. In the history of Eruin, there are not many cases where members of the royal family returned to their own territories, but every time, something terrible happened.

Benninger looked at the princess, with anticipation and some fear for the unknown future in his heart, so he seemed undecided. He felt that their departure might cause more than just a storm in Aruin.

Under the dim candlelight, the steadfast gaze of the sixteen-year-old Princess Eruin and the hesitant expression of the young man were reflected together, and the hall was silent for a while.

"What are you worried about, Benninger?"

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

In fact, since June, to be precise, since the arrival of Madara's envoy, except for Prime Minister Kluge, none of Oberg VII's former ministers had seen him again. Even his daughter and son were forcibly grounded, and their activities were limited to the capital.

Suspected news that Oberg VII was under house arrest spread like wildfire, but this did not cause any reaction among the nobles. Since Oberg VII appointed Kluge as Prime Minister, his favor has grown day by day. It is a well-known fact that Kluge's faction has power in the ruling and opposition parties.

However, this group of people has never had contact with the local area, which has won the trust of King Oberg VII. As a result, the royal party also let them go. Besides, Kluge is indeed impeccable in terms of governance and strategy, and is known as the greatest politician of the Corcova dynasty since the Anson XI era.

Some people even compared him with Pois, the archbishop of the Havel Church in the age of Anson XI.

It's just that the situation took a turn for the worse after April and May of this year. Kluge seemed to intend to seize power, and the Black Rose War was in full swing. For a while, Eruin's domestic political situation seemed to be a bit precarious.

However, doubts and suspicions are not only spreading among the nobles. However, Overwell and Everton, the core figures of the royal party, are on their way to deal with Madara, and the only remaining Big Three, the most prestigious archbishop of Havel Church, Griggs, is also behind closed doors. out.

As a result, the form of the royal capital seems to be even more obscure and gloomy.

But at this time, the eldest daughter of Eruin asked him to return to her territory. Not to mention whether they can escape from this big prison, but is this Her Royal Highness the heart to leave her father alone?

The good relationship between Princess Griffin and her father is recognized by the world. As a close minister of the princess, Benninger is even more aware of this.

But the half-elf girl didn't change her face, and replied quietly: "With my father's character, I will not agree to such a ridiculous agreement with Madara. Although I still don't understand what Klug's purpose is, but One thing is clear, we are of no use here."

"First of all, I want to send my younger brother out. This is one of my responsibilities. I must take the first step. Everything is in the interests of the royal family. If there is anything wrong with the father, I think he will understand all of this."

"Your Highness Princess..." The young man stared blankly at this half-elf girl who was a head shorter than him, as if she was not sixteen years old, but a mature and excellent politician.

Griffin glanced at him: "Don't worry, Begnin, I'm not unprepared. With the help of my mentor's connections, we can also play our own chess—don't forget that I never believed in Clu Ge that villain, they dare not risk my father and king in the slightest."

The princess stopped talking suddenly, just in time to see the gloomy Madara envoy coming out of the door.

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

Then pass by.

...

However, when the weather in King Eruin's capital was cloudy, kicking off the next chaos, Brando, who knew this in his heart, was sitting leisurely at the "Cross Star" bar in the White Swan District of Prague. middle. While knocking sideways to the bartender, he inquired about the news about the golden wine, and looked at the clockwork hanging on the wine rack every once in a while.

The hour hand is approaching twelve o'clock.

Brando didn't expect to start with the clue of this continuous mission in one night, and then complete it easily. He was just looking for something to pass the time while waiting for someone.

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

Standing outside the door was a girl wearing a dark blue military uniform, with a long ponytail tied behind her head, a slightly flushed face, and looking at him with light brown, bright eyes.

Freya seemed to be an official knight already. She was wearing a formal ribbon and knight's girdle, a long sword issued by the church with a cross handle on her waist, and a pair of well-polished riding boots.

It also looks like a heroic female knight.

But her concerned look obviously betrayed her. She glanced around as soon as she entered the door, her eyes fell on Brando, she took a breath and immediately walked over and asked:

"Are you leaving? Brando?"

"Yep."

Freya was silent.

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