Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 601 The Foreign Minister and Auditore

May [-]th.

Early in the morning, Cyril was woken up by scolding that resounded throughout the embassy.

He got up and ran to the source of the cursing—the reception room. He opened the door and saw a figure sitting on the sofa with only his head exposed waving a hand and cursing continuously.

The accused person bent over and lowered his head, his handsome face was full of helplessness, he immediately blinked at Cyril when he noticed that Cyril had come in, and sent out a distress signal, who is it if it's not Qing Evans?
But the back figure immediately noticed the change in Qing Evans' demeanor, and a thin booklet "slapped" on the latter's face: "Still distracted, still distracted! Listen to what I just said How many--"

While cursing, he turned his head back, stopped the moment he saw Cyril, and said hello with a calm face: "Master Earl, good morning, I'm sorry to make you rest."

"Your Excellency Black, the journey has been exhausting. Is the journey going well?"

Cyril replied with a smile.

But just after he finished speaking, he saw the other party's teeth itching with hatred, turned back and slapped Qing Evans on the face again: "What's wrong with you, being a pirate outside, robbing ships, eh? Look at you What are you doing, what are you doing!"

This person, of course, is Blake Evans, the foreign secretary who came all the way and finally arrived at Port New Orway, and the father of Qing Evans.

Cyril had some bad guesses in his heart, and he called the mage lady who was also huddled by the door to eat melons, and asked in a low voice while Black scolded his son: "Mia, what did Evans do before?" Has the matter been told to the Foreign Secretary?"

"No, no." Mia said, and couldn't help laughing, "As soon as he entered the embassy, ​​he began to scold Evans. I listened to it for a long time before I realized that it turned out that...Evans' boat took him The ship was robbed!"

"Robbery?" Cyril snorted, drawing the foreign minister's gaze back. He quickly turned serious and said seriously: "Please continue your reprimand, I just thought of something happy."

Seeing that Black began to scold Evans again, Mia continued: "It was the people from the military academy on board who recognized the face of the foreign minister, and quickly asked the destroyer to escort him to the port of New Orville, which made him arrive nearly a day earlier—— I heard that his original boat had a big hole in the side and couldn't sail."

Cyril couldn't help but started laughing again, which caught Black's gaze once again, and he hurriedly said: "Your Excellency Black, although he is a pirate, he is doing business..."

Black said sternly, "It's business? What business is it? Being a pirate is not a business!"

"It was ordered by His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess. As you know, the matter of the slave trade..." Cyril said in a low voice, which made Black startled, and then the anger on his face subsided a lot.

After a while, he snorted coldly: "But this is not a serious matter, why not use a formal method to solve the problem? Our Evans family..."

He turned his head and began to preach to Evans Barabara again, but it was obvious that now he just couldn't hold back his face in front of his son and forcibly maintained his own face—after all, the southern nobles were monolithic and wanted to effectively crack down on the slave trade through formal channels , unless you hold Shang Fang's sword like Cyril, it's just a dream.

And Evans obviously knows how to deal with his father's preaching, nodding and responding with "ah yes yes yes".

But this made Blake annoyed again, and started cursing again: "What else do you know besides being right? Huh? You are almost 30 years old, and people at the banquet asked why you are not married yet, and you are the same, right Yep?"

Cyril has a bad feeling in his heart—once the topic develops in this way, I’m afraid it won’t be able to stop without any emergencies. It is estimated that Black will use him as an example, “Master Earl, the female companions around him are already so young. If there are too many, look at you again", if he said something like that, he would lose face.

But just as he was trying to stop it, he heard a voice coming from outside the door:
"La Rochelle's embassy is here, right? It should be right—"

Then a figure with long blond hair walked to the door and asked at the door, "Excuse me——ah, Evans, are you here?"

Blake's scolding stopped suddenly.

He turned his head, and the anger on his face was gone. He squinted his eyes and smiled, looking at the beautiful lady who was walking towards the house: "Miss, are you here to find Qing Evans?"

"Yes." The latter smiled, reached out and shook Evans.

The smile on Blake's face was even stronger, and he even stood up and gave up his seat, then turned his head and made a bad face at Evans: "What are you doing in a daze, I'm looking for you, come and sit down!"

Evans could only sit down honestly, while Blake sat down beside him and asked with a smile, "Are you from Xinaowei Hong Kong? What do you call you?"

"Auditore." The lady who sat down replied, "Cassandra Auditore—you should be Evans' father, right?"

"Yes, yes." Blake gave Evans a blank look, as if blaming him for not telling him about meeting such an elegant lady, "I heard that the Auditore's house probably makes wine and satin. Exported? These are very good at the market in Solkonan..."

Cyril was not interested in watching any more, but Mia looked at the door a few more times with nostalgia before following Cyril out, and she asked, "Who is this Cassandra Auditore? Why did you come to Evans?"

"From what Winkler said, Evans met this lady on the road that night and went to dance with her directly." Cyril said with a smile, "It seems that their progress is very good, and they even let her find a place to live— —The atmosphere in Port New Orway is really open.”

The Auditore family, Cyril remembered that it had a seat in the New Orve Port Council after 1441, that is, someone from this family participated in the parliamentary election and was successfully elected.

This is interesting.

Cyril's memory is not that good, New Aowei Port is not his hometown, and he doesn't know much about it.But from his point of view, it is inevitable to doubt the motive of this Miss Cassandra to contact Evans.

But there are more important things at the moment.The arrival of Blake Evans means that the parliamentary elections are about to begin, and there will be several primaries in the districts before the official elections, and most importantly, the election kick-off ceremony held in the Harbor Temple.

Xinaowei Port is a country under the protection of Yurila. It devoutly believes in Yurila, and everything it does must be watched by Yurila.

And Cyril's intuition told him that this parliamentary election will be linked to a series of things such as the "God's Punishment" of the Harbor Temple and Ivan Saxon. Some moths.

No, it should be said that there is a 90.00% chance that something will happen.

"How's the Winkler investigation going? About the port gang."

If the potential enemies are stratified, the port mafia to which Ivan Saxon belongs is undoubtedly the one that may bring about a crisis on the surface.And the crisis on the dark side should come from the interior of the Harbor Temple.In addition, there will be an external force at work - based on Cyril's summary of the game plot, this is his judgment.

"Winkler hasn't been back for three days." Mia replied, but she didn't worry much—Suger Winkler is a genuine professional-level mage, and he should be able to walk sideways in a gang dominated by ordinary people.

"Then his efficiency is too low." Cyril shook his head.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded from the corner on one side, denying what he said:
"Don't underestimate the Mafia of Port New Orville, the 'Count of La Rochelle'."

That voice is powerful and bright, with penetrating power. If it is placed on a speech occasion, it must be very inspiring.

Cyril turned his head, only to see the owner of the voice coming out of the shadow of the corner - this is a young man who looks to be in his twenties, with good features, deep eye sockets, and brown-black hair that exposes his forehead brightly. The black eyebrows are horizontal above the eye sockets, the beard is clean shaven, and he looks energetic and calm.

He was wearing not cheap slim-fitting clothes, and the muscles under the clothes could be vaguely seen.

"You are?" Cyril raised his eyebrows, "This is La Rochelle's embassy, ​​maybe you went to the wrong place?"

"Let me introduce myself." He bowed slightly and saluted gracefully: "Alexios Auditore, the Cassandra Auditore inside is my sister."

"It's just because my sister has been going out for trysts with strange men in the past two days. I am really worried, so I rashly entered your embassy."

Cyril didn't care about the reason why he entered the embassy. He observed Alexios, and then asked, "If I remember correctly, you should be a candidate for the parliamentary seat?"

Alexios was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect that Cyril had already found out about this, he laughed and said: "It's not a secret thing, it's true - if I'm elected, I will definitely increase my chances with La Rochelle trade strength."

"Then wait for the good news." Cyril nodded and said, "Speaking of which, Sir Auditore, are you familiar with the mafia at the port?"

"Familiar? Of course I am." Alexios looked around, "Are we just talking here?"

"You can go to the meeting room." Cyril gave way, but Alexios shook his head, "My suggestion is, talk while walking."

"Go? Where?"

"The latest news I have is that the Mafia captured a foreigner wearing a robe early this morning." Alexios turned his head and glanced at the clock hanging in the aisle. You still have time."

"Catch a foreigner?" Cyril frowned, and the other party's words were almost clear, but Su Geer Winkler, a professional-level mage, was caught by a group of mafia?How embarrassing he is.

"By the way, before departure, if there are people who are familiar with the ship or the port with the Lord Earl, you can call them along." Alexios said suddenly, "I think I may not be able to take care of you."

"Familiar with ships or ports? That's easy." Cyril called a knight, "Call Connor Drake over."

Within a few minutes, Connor Drake appeared in the corridor, he trotted to Cyril, and asked with a puzzled look: "My lord, what's the matter..."

But the moment he saw Alexios, he stopped his voice.

"Ha, I didn't expect you to be here, Basha..." Alexios had already opened his mouth, but Connor Drake lowered his face and interrupted him: "Alexios, why are you here?"

"Do you know?"

"For the time being, before I leave Port New Orway, it's still a little bit related." Connor Drake looked at Cyril, and secretly waved his hand at Alexios, "Master Earl, what do you want me to do?"

"What Mr. Auditore means is that Sugar Winkler was captured by the Mafia and needs someone who is familiar with ports and ships to lead the way. You are the only one beside me who meets this requirement."

"I understand." Drake nodded, "I'm ready and I can go right away."

He seemed in a hurry, as if he didn't want Alexios to have much chance to speak.This attitude made Cyril feel quite interesting-obviously, their captain was not as simple as he himself described.

Judging from the class of the Auditore family, to be able to get in touch with them, one must have almost the same status.And when Alexios called Drake, he called neither his last name nor his first name.

"Do you need to call Hailuo?" Mia asked from the side, "I'm sure we'll do it this time, right?"

"Speaking of Treville, it is estimated that the port mafia will have to be expelled today. We have no obligation to do good things to the people of Xinaowei Port." Cyril shook his head, "Let the Strike Knights send some people to the port We are on standby, we will set off immediately."

They walked out of the embassy, ​​and the Andrea area was not too far from the port area. This distance was just used by Alexios to tell what happened.

"Due to some special reasons, I have a fairly good intelligence network in the port of New Aowei." Alexios explained, "The port tavern, my informant told me that a not very smart mage seems to be in Stalked some people, but his stalking skills were really poor."

"Even if he was attacked unexpectedly, nothing would happen to him." Cyril wondered, "Could it be that he was drugged?"

Alexios looked at Cyril sympathetically, nodded and said: "Yes, this not-so-intelligent mage sat with those gangsters in the tavern for most of the night, and then the gangster bribed the bartender and gave him drugs, drugs flipped."

Cyril couldn't help covering his forehead.

I almost forgot that Su Geer Winkler is a serious academic mage, and his way of sneaking around is limited to jumping over the wall to skip class-it is estimated that Su Geer has not escaped much.

Let an academy send mages to learn from their players or rogues to investigate intelligence...

Mistake, Mistake.

　Interestingly, Sugar Winkler, Connor Drake, and Alexios Auditore are the same man's vest【

　　
　
(End of this chapter)