Chapter 393 Grand "Outing"

The Minister of the Interior searched the entire palace, but could not find the king. The chief of the palace guards also could not find him. A bad premonition enveloped the minister, and he began to ask the guards from inside and outside when he saw the king for the last time.

"I don't know, sir. I just changed my shift." Most of the answers he got were like this. It was not until he asked the gendarmes outside the door that he got an excuse: His Majesty was too busy with state affairs to sleep, and he went to the hunting ground early in the morning to relieve his worries.

No wonder! The Minister of the Interior could guess with his toes in his calfskin shoes that the above two sentences were all lies. Presumably the king and the chief of the guards played some tricks and slipped away when the guards changed shifts.

Since the last turmoil, the king has been required not to leave Valois and to inform the National Assembly before leaving the palace, otherwise he will be stopped by the guards outside the palace on the grounds that the city is in chaos and the safety of His Majesty must be given priority.

Charles XVI complained to the courtiers more than once: "I gave freedom to the whole country, but my own freedom was ruthlessly taken away!"

If he was just dissatisfied with house arrest and wanted to go to the royal hunting grounds and territory, it would be fine. However, when the minister thought of the possibility of the king colluding with foreign countries and the series of new laws passed by a high vote, he immediately sweated in the cold weather of early spring.

Just as the minister wiped his sweat with silk, a messenger from the National Assembly arrived in front of the palace gate in a carriage, with the mission of submitting the documents passed at the meeting. According to the result of the compromise at the time, these provisions must be approved and signed by Charles XVI in legal theory before they can take effect.

"Sir! What a coincidence that you are here too. I have been ordered to submit these new bills to His Majesty. You must let His Majesty know that only through these measures can our kingdom be saved."

You are just an official, what "we"? If it were usual, the minister would definitely feel so dissatisfied in his heart, but at this point, his mind is full of countermeasures. The Minister of the Interior finally decided not to cover up for Charles XVI: "His Majesty is not in the palace."

"Not in the palace? The court did not inform the National Assembly." The messenger was startled, and then relaxed: "Oh, then His Majesty is in the hunting ground."

The minister still shook his head: "Maybe, maybe you should send a telegram to the hunting ground! Then take me to the venue."

Soon, the news of the king's disappearance was confirmed. The National Assembly was originally going to send commissioners to various places to preach the new law, guide local governments to form citizen committees, and recruit volunteers. Now, before the commissioners rushed to the towns in the unoccupied areas, a series of "missing person notices" had already reached various places along the telegraph lines.

A team of luxurious carriages rolled over the field road. In one of the amazing six-wheeled carriages, a wealthy male passenger was looking around. His eyes swept across the vast wilderness, imagining how they would look like when they were full of golden wheat during the harvest season.

Then the man took a deep breath of fresh air from the window and couldn't help being happy: "Ah! I smell the breath of spring!"

His companion, a noble lady, lifted her hand warmer and held it tightly: "My dear, it's so cold. Can you close the window?"

Not only the queen was complaining, but the captain of the guards outside the carriage also rode up and advised the king: "Your Majesty, you shouldn't show up easily."

"Okay, okay, I just want to see more of my country!" Charles XVI closed the window angrily. When a king of a country wants to leave his country and the land he loves, it is understandable that he wants to see more with great nostalgia.

This escape has been planned for a long time, and the fuse that prompted Charles XVI to abandon his country was the Feast of the Holy Rite.

It was the most miserable festival in history! The church did not hold a grand ceremony, and the people of Valois were starving and had no mood to praise the Lord of Order. And when the king wanted to leave the palace to spend the holiday in the manor in the suburbs, he was blocked at the palace gate by the people who learned the news.

The angry people believed that the king was not going to the manor, but wanted to slip away to the north, to join the army led by the nobles, the exiles, and even the enemies from the empire, and then betray the citizens who participated in the great change.

Then it is as you wish! So far, the king has adopted the advice of the queen and the chief guard. He will go to his relatives like ordinary people in this era after suffering, to avoid the "mob that has lost its mind and fear" in Valuvana.

If the script is correct, then he will go to the principality in the lowlands, get the support of his noble relatives, and "return the king" and "set things right" under the intervention of the imperial army.

The chief guard looked around nervously, and his dark circles were about to exceed the scope of his eye sockets. It was not because of indulging in wine and women, but because he was worried about planning this grand escape:

When a secret operation not only takes the king, the queen, two princes and a princess, but also takes a tutor, two personal maids and nannies, a royal chef and a bodyguard disguised as a coachman, a total of fourteen people, it is absolutely hellish.

Just slipping out of the palace is a miracle.

Moreover, although the luxurious carriage had been painted over with all patterns removed as much as possible, the black and gold color scheme and six pairs of large wheels still looked luxurious.

Moreover, the interior was decorated with velvet and walnut, and there was a special luggage compartment for royal utensils, picnic utensils, fine wine and food, all the queen's jewelry, and even her two favorite pieces of furniture.

Yes, the furniture must be brought along! The chief guard's temples were buzzing with pain.

There was also a team of cavalrymen who were loyal to the royal family and the chief guard's dispatch in front. If the two teams acted together, the carriage team would definitely arouse suspicion, so the cavalrymen were at a distance from them.

Click, the small window opened again, and Charlie asked the chief guard again: "I want to confirm the process. We leave the city, and then a team of mages will meet us in the suburbs and use a large teleportation array to send us out of the country?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Charlie frowned: "But wouldn't that be too risky? I think it would be more reassuring to proceed normally. And are those spellcasters reliable?"

"Your Majesty, this is already the best and quickest way. The mages I found are all loyal nobles, and they are willing to help us. Moreover, the nobles of the principality have communicated with us through letters, and the other end of the teleportation array has been ready. The court has paid a lot of money, you know."

"It's all teleportation anyway, why do we have to suffer this? Can't we do it directly from the palace?" The queen was dissatisfied.

The chief guard patiently explained: "Our nobles have been excluded by the mages in the capital, so it is difficult for them to carry out large-scale ceremonies that attract attention in the city.

"As far as I know, once the teleportation array is turned on, the magic guild can monitor it because of the huge energy consumption and space fluctuations caused. But as long as we successfully cross the border, it doesn't matter. "

The captain of the guards did his homework and relayed the knowledge he got from Party B to the queen. However, the captain of the guards did not know that this teleportation ability was the unique skill of the Starry Tower.

He added: "If one plan fails, I have prepared a second escape and hunting route."

"My dear, the wise man of the East said, 'Tough grass appears in the strong wind', and your loyalty and ability have also been tested. I will remember your contribution to the kingdom. "The king's family finally approved of the captain's arrangement and praised him.

The convoy turned from the main road and drove to the field road. After a bumpy ride, they arrived at the teleportation ceremony site when the sun was almost overhead.

In the temporary open space in the woods, the waiting mages and the escorting cavalry had already arranged a large area. The temporary steam engine and magic conversion device were running, and the huge magic circle was ready to go.

The mage who greeted the captain of the guard opened his arms and hugged the sponsor: "You are in good time. According to the previous teleportation technology, it requires several great mages to cast spells at the same time to open it!" The mages at the scene were only at the intermediate level at most.

After obtaining consent, the mage greeted His Majesty the King through the window of the luxury carriage: "Your Majesty, you will be completely safe soon!"

He performed the aristocratic etiquette, and Charles XVI thought for a moment: "Are you the second son of Count Armand?"

"I am honored that you remember me." After confirming the identity of the passenger, the mage said "good" three times in his heart.