Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 551 Two Sides of Your Highness

Going out from the side door of the main hall is the corridor in the palace.Anastasia stood by the column carved with complicated patterns, and said to the young count behind her, "Adrien, we need to hurry up and hurry up."

"What?" Cyril asked, but saw Anastasia waving her hand to dismiss the maid beside her, and then reached out and lifted the hem of the long skirt——

Cyril turned sideways immediately, but Anastasia had already said, "What are you still doing?"

"what?"

He turned his head again, and Anastasia was reaching out her hand to him, her slender arms were wrapped in a white handbag, and she didn't know whether she wanted him to hold her or what she wanted.

"Sword, your sword." Anastasia urged, before Cyril pulled out the sword and handed the hilt to Anastasia.The moment the latter received the sword, he swung it down conveniently, cutting off the back of his long skirt with a single blow.

"It's much more comfortable." She threw the trailing fabric aside casually, weighed Cyril's sword twice in her hand, and then threw it back to him, "The sword is not bad."

Cyril reached out to take the sword, and caught a glimpse of Anastasia's skirt showing a crescent-like gap under the sword, blocking the key parts, but at the same time, showing His Highness's well-trained, plump and slender, slender Most of the legs wrapped in white socks were exposed, and when she took a step, the area under the skirt was faintly displayed.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the Princess of the Kingdom, only to realize that her figure is really amazing.Aside from the towering chest on the front, the exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio alone is enough to drive people crazy.

It's hard to imagine what kind of emotion the ministers will have when they face the beautiful eldest princess who presides over the court. Perhaps some people would like Anastasia to reprimand them a few more words, and even look forward to her whipped himself?

However, this made Cyril feel a little bit of respect for Anastasia: her attitude towards the outside world and the inside is so clear, and her free and unrestrained concept makes people envious.

It's just that after realizing the casual side of Anastasia's treatment of "my own people", I always feel that the attractiveness brought by her beauty has been greatly reduced.

And the latter has strode forward, still urging: "Hurry up, we're in a hurry—"

He closed his eyes for a moment before recovering. This kind of sudden incident had a greater impact on him than being trampled on the head by a giant beast—is it because His Highness is too open, or is he too indifferent to these things? What?

Anastasia's footsteps were extremely fast, leaving a series of "stomping" sounds on the corridor.The corridor was quiet, there were no extra guards or maids, obviously all of them were dismissed by Anastasia in advance——

"Heloise is not here. There are many things that are inconvenient for me to do. You came just in time."

She stopped in front of an expensive redbud wooden door, stretched out her hand and pushed it open forcefully, revealing the furnishings of the bedroom inside.

Warm tones, a comfortable sofa, and a large bed covered in luxurious silk and satin—but at this time, both the table and the sofa are already filled with stacks of books or papers. It was the first time I met Cyril. The chaos of Anastasia was consistent.

Cyril understood that he was probably a pure tool man in His Highness's heart, no different from a golem, so he didn't need to think about whether His Highness would have any unreasonable thoughts about him.

"What is your Highness looking for recently?" He asked directly.

But Anastasia did not go straight to the table, but instead took out some light casual clothes from the closet beside her and threw them on the bed.The seemingly low-key designs are all made of high-end silk, which can satisfy the more high-end show-off psychology of the rich.

Of course, such clothes are just ordinary clothes for a princess of a country.

"There are so many things to investigate. It's better to say that from last year to now, the things I'm investigating have not changed." Anastasia gestured up and down the clothes, and said in her mouth:

"But in general, it's about the bad things about the nobles in the south, Adrian, I think you understand how much those nobles in the south want to stab us in the back—"

"However, His Highness's hand has not grown to the point where he can directly govern the South." Cyril subconsciously said, "The South is too independent and unified. If there is a chance, they can even directly become an independent country."

Anastasia finally picked out what she was going to wear and tossed the rest back into the closet.She gathered her long hair that was loose behind her hands, and said with her mouth:

"Yes, and the most important thing is that they can contact the rest of the forces at any time, Ao San Emma, ​​New Aowei Port, and if they like, they can even contact Nudalia, the winding coastline, so many ports—— Danya, how on earth did the staff of Upton Lyman hand over such a place to other people! If I were His Majesty Lyman, I would definitely strip those ministers naked and hang them on my chest nameplate, let them run naked in the streets with chamber pots on their heads!"

Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess indeed has a lot of grudges against the southern nobles, to the point of speaking insultingly to the generation of the former king who opened up La Rochelle.Cyril felt ashamed for a moment, but couldn't answer.

He didn't know anything about 1441—or simply speaking, Her Royal Highness the Princess at the beginning of the game. That was the time period when the player couldn't get in touch with her at all.

All they knew was Anastasia Hermann after 1448.He devoted himself to Liberty Iris for his own political aspirations and ideals—however, it had to be admitted that Liberty Iris was indeed a very large force at that time, even more united than the orthodox royal family of La Rochelle.

Thinking about it at this moment, Cyril suddenly realized that after the destruction of Solkonan City, the little prince Alexei Herman moved to the new capital and established a new court, to a large extent, all of which were made by the current Southern aristocracy led——

In fact, there were posts analyzing these things in the forum at that time, but at that time, Cyril was obsessed with studying how to add thirteen layers of poison to the opponent in the shortest time. I went to read it, but I didn't understand it in detail.

"So our next target is...the underground slave market?" Cyril said speculatively, but saw Anastasia's movements stop, and then raised his head in doubt: "How do you know...Forget it, I Not interested in how you know, that's it - come and give me a hand, my hair is too long."

Cyril stepped forward and pulled her long hair up for her, while Anastasia coiled it behind her head, and finally tied it with a simple blue ribbon, revealing her snow-white and slender nape.

"Okay...it's about the underground slave market. There will be a round of slave auctions tonight, and we have to get in."

"Get in, what?" Cyril couldn't help but want to open Anastasia's head to see what was going on in this little head, "You are Her Royal Highness, it would be a little bit... "

But Anastasia didn't seem to hear what Cyril said, and said to herself: "Usually Heloise is with me, although you should not be as good as Heloise, but based on our experience, this kind of The highest combat power that may be encountered in the auction is the professional level, you should be able to handle it, right?"

"It can be handled..."

"That's it, you go out first." Anastasia clapped her hands vigorously.

"what?"

"What are you doing, do you still want to watch me change clothes?"

Cyril blushed, hurried out of the bedroom, closed the door, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

It can only be said that Her Royal Highness speaks and does things too fast, and she doesn't need to consider the mood or ability of her collaborators at all, she only needs the latter to cooperate with her to complete.

Cyril had only experienced this feeling of being led by others in Jane Christine.

But the difference is that Captain Christine puts more of the burden on himself, while Her Royal Highness the Princess is a high-ranking commander.

Although this is also in line with the identity of the two.

Anastasia didn't spend too much time before walking out of the room and walking to Cyril.

She was only a little shorter than today's young lord. At this time, she was stepping on a pair of black round-toed leather shoes, and under the support of the heels, she was almost at the same level as Cyril.

This allowed Cyril to look directly at the latter's delicate face, his eyes couldn't hide the tiredness, but they were still sparkling.

She was wearing a black top hat and a delicate black dress. The ingenious design restrained her body curve, but it was extraordinarily elegant.

She put on another cloak and held a cane in her hand. This black color match made her fair complexion even better. She didn't seem to have the noble aura of the royal family, but the aristocratic lady's temperament was more prominent.

"How is it?" She raised her cane, tapped it lightly on the ground twice, and made a clicking sound, "Is it an outfit that can sneak into those underground places?"

Cyril took a serious look, and despite the sharpness in Anastasia's eyes that couldn't be hidden, it really fits.He replied directly: "If you are a noble lady who is going to buy slaves, this outfit is fine. But are you really not afraid of being recognized?"

"Can I be recognized like this?" Anastasia frowned, "This kind of thing wouldn't happen when Lord Hero was with me, she didn't even need to disguise—"

"Your Highness..." Cyril thought of Heloise Treville, and with that half-elf's behavior, he probably wouldn't have thought of disguise.

"Can you describe your previous experience in detail?"

"Oh, we entered the slave trading place, Lord Hero drew his sword, and then it was almost over—"

"But does this have anything to do with 'infiltrating'?" Cyril resisted the urge to complain about Heloise, and said as calmly as possible: "Your Highness, the place you entered before should not be in Solconan, right? All, those who participated in the auction may be the ministers at the court..."

Anastasia did not refute, but listened carefully, with a thoughtful look on her face.After only a moment, she clapped her hands together and said, "In this case, Earl Adrian, it's up to you to plan the next step."

"Ah?" Cyril opened his mouth, never expecting His Highness to act as the shopkeeper so quickly.

"Ah what, I just ask you to take me into their underground auction and find a few suspected targets. As long as the targets are confirmed, I can sanction them at the court meeting."

The excitement in her voice could not be suppressed, and finally she patted Cyril on the shoulder: "Let's go, hurry up, I don't know how to sneak into the auction yet!"

"Wait, didn't you even get the qualification?" Cyril was stunned.

Anastasia's confused expression gave him a heavy blow.

"Then... when does the auction start?"

"Seven o'clock in the evening." Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess replied this time, "We should have enough time."

She looked at Cyril's helpless expression, and finally comforted her mouth: "Earl Adrian, don't worry, Siliki's reward will not be less at all, and your personal reward will not be less, my treasure house you are I have seen it, I can let you go in and pick it..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the young man in front of her straighten up, and said imposingly: "What Your Highness said is, we must hurry up and set off!"

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The door of the carriage was opened, and Mia Christian watched Cyril get into the carriage and was about to speak, when she suddenly found a slim figure behind him.

There was a hint of displeasure on her face. Before she could question Cyril, when she caught a glimpse of the figure's face, she immediately exclaimed: "His Royal Highness Anastasia? Why are you here?"

"Shh." Anastasia immediately closed the car door, "The guards are still watching here."

"Your Highness has given me an important task, and I need to take His Highness down to complete it." Cyril signaled Nightmare Horse, and the carriage started immediately.He sat down on the chair and immediately asked:
"Mia, are you familiar with the chamber of commerce in the capital?"

"It's fairly familiar, Pansorconan Chamber of Commerce Community, I have dealt with two of the chambers of commerce."

"Where are the ones who have a close relationship with the South?"

"Maybe... the Corbusier family? I'm not familiar with it."

"Corbusier..." Cyril read the name. This chamber of commerce is mainly engaged in the specialties of the south, and it is indeed a chamber of commerce that has a close relationship with the south.

"By the way." Mia suddenly thought of something, and added: "The Sugel Winkler you know is a registered mage of the Corbusier Chamber of Commerce."

Sugar Winkler, that talented mage of the atmospheric system, the owner of the small library——among that group of mages, he is definitely the most nourishing one.

Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, this name also appeared on the list of wild mages given to him by Nicole Roderick.

Should it be said that he was too lucky, or should it be said that Sugar Winkler was too lucky?

"In that case...then let's go straight to the library."

"It just happened to get the two things done together."

　Great

　　
　
(End of this chapter)