Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 141 Anastasia
Solconan.

The capital of La Rochelle, since the founding of La Rochelle 400 years ago - this number is nothing compared to the long time, but 400 years have changed La Rochelle for several generations People and even dynasties have changed once.

And Solconan, since the founding of La Rochelle, has always been the capital of La Rochelle, and has never moved the capital. 400 years ago, the castle model that was just a pile of white stones is already one of the best in the world today. The towering walls are all products of alchemy. When the lines of magic are activated by magic power, the entire city will be shrouded In the faint sacred white light.

Looking towards the city from the third ring of Solconan, you can see the "Simatar" clock tower with a similar name to the Simatar Mountains. The huge magic clock has been moving steadily for hundreds of years, which is enough Every movement of the second hand, which makes the four people lie on it, seems so long.

Every hour, the big Simatel clock will sound the time, and the bell is clearly transmitted to every household in the southern ring of Solconn, and the most important thing is to transmit the low-key luxury. in the royal palace.

The king of La Rochelle, Kelson Herman, would walk out of his bedroom every morning, walk in the morning light, go to the original cathedral in Danya to worship, and then return to his own The palace hall of the palace, listening to the audience of the subjects.

The entire morning will be used by Kelsen to handle government affairs, and in the afternoon he will go to the surrounding military camps to inspect and continue to handle government affairs.The hunting days are a bit special. He will take his favorite hunting bow, leave Solconan surrounded by a group of nobles, and go hunting in the surrounding mountains, which may last for several days at a time.

The process of meeting is generally very harmonious. After all, no one dares to act presumptuously in front of His Majesty the King. Even if he has the guts, he can't match the sharp eyes of the surrounding guards and the long sword at his waist.

But on this day, "harmony" was broken.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

The shouts of the knights resounded throughout the square outside the main hall, and several knights in bright armor were quickly chasing the figure in front of them—the man was wearing a dazzling dress, and he was stepping on the cold ground with bare feet. On the white stone floor, holding the high-heeled leather shoes in his hands, he lifted the skirt that was in the way, and trotted all the way.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

They shouted anxiously, causing the surrounding soldiers to look sideways, but no one rushed to stop the woman with long white hair flying around——

After all, she is the eldest princess of the Kingdom of La Rochelle, Anastasia Herman.

In the end, these knights did not dare to catch up with their highness the princess, and watched her get into the carriage and disappear.

And our eldest princess returned to her bedroom angrily all the way, leaving all the greetings from the maids behind, until she "thrown" herself on the soft big bed, the mountain peak of extraordinary scale followed her irrepressible pressure. He wheezed violently and heaved up and down, and it took a long while before he gradually calmed down.

She finally sat up, moved slowly to the vanity mirror, spread out a book that was placed alone on the table, sighed, and wrote on it:

"Mistress Hai Luo, I don't think you know what happened to Solkonan at all, although I already know about the father, but his ignorance - I really don't want to describe it like this, but it is true.

Now that the north is in chaos, the south is undecided, and the half-orcs in the west seem to be ready to move again. Of course, the most difficult thing to deal with is Ao Shengemma. Marry the prince of Palannia to gain the support of the griffins of the Palannia kingdom——

I think you should know that the unlucky prince has been in the position of prince for 30 years. His father, Torian II, is 71 years old, and he still has the energy to keep increasing his competitors.He actually wants me to marry an old guy who is 30 years older than me, my God..."

The beautiful light blue cursive handwriting was left on the page line by line, just looking at it makes people feel pleasing to the eye.But this line of handwriting twisted strangely after each period she typed, and then disappeared.

The pages of the book were blank again.She put down the pen and let out a long sigh of relief, as if all the previous depression was digested in the ink along with the writing like a torrential rain.

She rested her chin, stared at her peerless face in the vanity mirror with vacant eyes, unconsciously drew circles on the table with her fingers, and glanced at the pages of books on the table from time to time.

And this blank space didn't make her wait too long. After just a few minutes, a line of words appeared on the page:
"Your Highness, Gui'an, I haven't seen you for more than April, I miss you very much..."

She quietly read the words that appeared on the page, frowning or smiling. After a long time, she let out a long sigh, then stood up, closed the page, and locked it in the cabinet.

"Anjie." She called out the name of a maid, "Prepare things, maybe I should leave Solkonan for a while."

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Naturally, it was impossible for Cyril to know what happened in the capital. At this time, he was looking at Caroline who was in a daze of boredom.

Since Heloise got into the car suddenly, this half-elf lady who belonged to her own camp but couldn't be included in her own rank naturally needed them to be wary.What most desperately needs to be hidden is, of course, Caroline's talent.

Now don't talk about playing with the bone puppies, and you are not even allowed to read the magic book.The little girl is naturally bored, and she can only be cheerful when eating.

However, during the break after the meal this time, Miss Misha pulled Cyril's cuff and pulled the boy into the bushes behind.

"Miss Misha, what's the matter?"

"Do you know who she is?" Misha's face was slightly anxious, and she pointed to Heloise Treville not far away, "I mean, where does her father or mother belong to?" A spirit."

"You mean, is her elder the Clary elf or the Aishvan elf?" Cyril shook his head, "How would I know this, is it important?"

"Of course it's important." Miss Misha pointed to Cyril, "My family, not all half-elves are as trustworthy as you. You are Nora's patron, and the rest of the natural heart may be contaminated by the world, no No matter how pure..."

"speak politely."

Miss Misha pouted: "They are not clean. If her elven blood comes from Axivan, it belongs to the sequence that can be trusted, but if it comes from Clary, it is hard to say. You didn't notice, I recently Haven't you ever taken off your cloak, even pulled your collar up?"

Cyril thought it was a little funny, he had heard about the relationship between elves, but it was the first time he heard something like Misha.

"Then how do you define whether I'm trustworthy?"

Miss Elf skillfully took out the big book from under the cloak, and shook it twice in front of Cyril.

As for this, Cyril could only explain: "It doesn't really matter whether she is trustworthy or not, and there is no need to deliberately hide her identity. Don't worry, she will only walk with us until Solkonan."

(End of this chapter)