Stories such as the Prince's Revenge have always been popular with the public, and their content can be summed up as follows: when the hero is still young, his family suffers a major accident, and generally the members of the family are either dead or incognito in order to hide from powerful enemies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The hero is often saved by a loyal subordinate, or a righteous friend who passes by, and after a few years, he uses his learned skills to defeat enemies such as stepmothers, traitors, and usurpers. If you are lucky, you can marry a beautiful girl as a wife by the way; If the author wants to add some intense plot conflicts, the beautiful woman can be set as a female relative of the hero's enemy, such as a granddaughter, daughter, sister or something.

When Queen Pharisee listened to the plea of the handsome young man in front of her in her tent, these thoughts crossed her mind. The young man named Maximilian repeated to the Phariseans what he had said to the King of Iberia, although he changed some of the wording. When the young man had finished speaking, he observed with amusement the expressions of the Falencian courtiers, especially Thorgrande's.

"This may be a very troubling question for Lord Luce, right?" When Mark (in order to prevent readers from spitting me out of the word count, he used his favorite abbreviation. He couldn't help but say this to Sogrande when he noticed that he was still smiling at him.

"It's really troubling, and even if we get Campegna, what are we going to do to protect it?" Thorgrande replied.

"Wouldn't it be better to wait until you get it and then worry about it?"

"Well, my honorable Monsieur Maximilian, we have all your thoughts clear, so please allow me to consult carefully with my ministers before giving you an answer." Margaret stood up and gave the order to see off the guest.

"Please don't keep me waiting too long, the time will not be lost, then I take my leave, Your Majesty the Queen, and your honourable gentlemen." Mark gracefully took his leave and left Queen Farensi's tent.

Seeing Mark leave, Margaret turned her head to look at the three important ministers.

"What do you guys think about this? Rastigne, you speak first. ”

"I can't believe this man, he said it too easily, as long as we are willing to send troops, we can get the part of the territory of the original kingdom of Nacibys. This is ridiculous, Mastar has more troops than us, what do we rely on to take those lands. Coming back again, we don't know the origin of this Maximilian at all, and according to the current information, he was supported by the Renolsk side. At present, Renolsk is in an advantageous position in the war with Hitarus, and perhaps he has been sent here just to create some trouble for Mastar and us, and to prevent our two countries from interfering in their war with Hitaros. Rastigne said what he thought.

"My dear Excellency Commander-in-Chief, what is your opinion?"

"Although I have achieved a lot of success in Parello and Valania, to be honest, I am not sure that I will be able to defeat the 100,000-strong army of Thorde Reims there at the moment. If we want to attack the Northern Army of Mastar, we will have to increase our forces on the Parelo line more than fivefold. Although we say that we have such a plan, it is basically impossible to really do it, and it is basically impossible to go unnoticed by the Mastar people for a while. What's more, as Lord Leus said before, even if we take Campenia, what are we going to defend it? It was because Nacibis would not be able to face Mastar's attack in Campeña that he gave up that territory. So my opinion is that the means of a military offensive against Mastar should not be considered at all at this time. Oyifi solemnly expressed his opinion.

"Sogrend, then, tell me what you think."

"It's a good opportunity, and the gentleman in front of me is basically telling the truth." Thorgrande said with a smile. Rastigne looked at him in surprise, while Oiffi frowned.

"How so, my dear Lord Chancellor?" Margaret tilted her head to look at the man who had come up with the unexpected conclusion.

"I'm sure everyone remembers that His Majesty Higrani had a half-brother, and it just so happened that he was also named Maximilian. That's right, it's Christian, Marquis of Rossi, the grandson of that poor fellow. According to the official version of Mastar, His Royal Highness Maximilian must have contracted some kind of fever that could harm young children and died. Yes, leaving aside the cause of death, there was really no need for His Majesty Sigrani to grow up with this boy who was half of the Rossi family. However, it seems that His Excellency Berlusconi, Marquis Rossi's most loyal subordinate, was not caught, and the nanny, who was responsible for the care of His Highness Maximilian, was given to death. Ostensibly, it was because of her dereliction of duty that Her Royal Highness contracted the Prince, but was it really necessary for Her Majesty to do so? Whether it was her or not, others would think that Maximilian's death had nothing to do with her. So the reason why she killed people was of course not to cover up how the boy died, but to cover up whether the boy was dead. Sogrend analyzed.

"Even if the baby boy didn't die, that doesn't prove that the young man just now was Prince Maximilian?" Rastigne raised such a question.

"Of course, this inference alone cannot be believed." Thorgrande paused, "But someone I saw just now made me more convinced of my suspicions. Mistress Santro, did that young man have a burly but masked servant? ”

"Indeed, he has such an entourage." Oyifi replied after a moment's thought.

"Did you hear the servant's voice?" Sogrend then asked.

"No, all I heard was the young man, and the servant seemed to just nod or shake his head."

"Maybe he's a mute." Rastigne interjected.

"No, he's not mute, I happened to hear him mutter, his voice was very strange, I heard something similar when I was working on a case. One of the killers shoved a piece of hot coke down his throat in order to turn the victim mute, and thankfully the victim was not completely dumb as a result, but his vocal cords were severely damaged and he could only whisper a hoarse voice. And the servant's voice was similar to that of the poor victim I had spoken. ”

"Maybe he just escaped from the fire and caused his face and voice to be destroyed."

Rastigne's mind was spinning quickly, and he had already thought of the reason for his mask. Sogrerd laughed, which made Rastigne feel a little uncomfortable, "Well, if you connect this with the following events, don't you think you'll come up with a bold and interesting conjecture?" According to the information we have obtained in Mastar, Her Majesty Sigrani was assassinated on the night of the 348th Poseidon Festival in Rolbuna, but fortunately, Mrs. Hayes, who was guarding her, noticed it in time and blocked it for her. The Assassin escaped, uncleverly unfounded. According to Mrs. Hayes's testimony, the Assassin was a man with a disfigured face, a hoarse voice, and a burly build. And this man—"

"This man is probably Berlusconi, the Maximilian's servant, right?"

"Your Majesty is wise." Thorgrande owes himself to the Queen.

"You've pointed all the clues in the same direction, and a normal person with a little knowledge should have guessed it."

"That's why you say Your Majesty is wise." Thorgrande still looked at his monarch with a smile.

"What a third-rate compliment." Margaret snorted softly.

"Well, if Lord Luce's inferences are all true, I can't think of any capital that this exiled prince could have to do to kill Shurasa and remove Empress Higrani from the throne. Does he expect us to escort him back with the combined Iberian and Lenosque forces? Divide up Mastar by the way? I don't think he's such a naïve person. Oyifi continued to ask.

"Speaking of Mastar, now, under the wise leadership of Empress Sigrani, it is firmly on the road to prosperity."

"Lu Siqing, this is something that His Royal Highness Theodora's mother must love to hear."

"Your Majesty, Weichen hasn't finished talking yet." Thorgrande paused, "However, in the midst of this thriving scene, there is actually another serious hidden danger plaguing His Majesty Sigrani, and that is the Western Army of Mastar. Or to be precise, the commander-in-chief of the Western Army, Maldini the Elder, and his family. ”

"What's going on here?" Rastigne asked.

"We all know that during the previous civil war in Mastar, Count César Maldini of the Western Army avoided the awkward position of taking sides between Shurasa and Nabrus on the grounds that he needed to be prepared for a possible attack by Pamis. Although this could be regarded as a good move at the time, there were still hidden dangers afterwards. Because of the prudence of old Maldini was actually more favorable to the side of Shurasa, His Majesty Sigrani gave him considerable advantage afterwards. However, we all know that Sigrani has taken control of the other fronts into the center. Left alone in the Western Army, that is to take care of the old Maldini's face and past exploits. After all, the old general is going to go before the empress. Her Majesty was just waiting for the Grim Reaper to settle the last problem for her with dignity. However, according to the information we have received, the Maldini family is not willing to give up the power of the army. Even if the elder Maldini remained loyal to Shurasa, others did not necessarily think so. And even worse - the elder Maldini was in worse health. And his eldest and second sons, Pilchesaray Maldini and Alessandro Maldini, were by no means the ones who kept to themselves. Sogrend said.

"In other words, for the throne on the one hand, and for the military power on the other, it is very likely that they will be combined?" Margaret made a summary.

"By the way, the reason why Count Carol Ancelotti was defeated back then was probably because Lord Nasardine found something in his favor within the Western Army of Mastar." Sogrend said again.

"So, what are we going to do about it?" Rastigne asked.

"Give Mr. Mark enough promises, and inform the people of Mastar that they may come and confess."

"Shall we help the Mastarians arrest him?" Oiffi asked.

"Why arrest him, and he didn't break the laws of Farensi? Nor in our peace treaty with Mastar is there any mention of an obligation to help them apprehend criminals, nor do they have the right to act in Farensiy with the jurisdiction of their own country. Thorgrande replied.

"The trouble of the Mastarians will leave Empress Sigrani to the trouble herself, and we can remind her that she has done her right." Queen Margaret came to the final conclusion that she had no intention of helping the mistress of Shurasa, whether in public or private.

"If there is nothing else, please Rong Weichen retire first." Seeing that his lord had made the right judgment, Sogrend prepared to take his leave.

"Then I won't disturb His Majesty's rest." Rastigne and Oiffi also took their leave.

Margaret nodded slightly, agreeing to the courtier's resignation, but then she suddenly asked Thorgrande to stay alone for a while.

"What does Your Majesty command?" Sogrend asked.

"Well, it's not a political matter, it's just a married woman's gossip that needs to be vented."

"Wechen will try to meet your requirements." Thorgrande laughed.

"I can probably guess what the situation is, Your Highness Cyodora, especially since it was before you got married. What's the matter with that little girl in Arlan? Based on her age, it's definitely a mistake you make after you get married. Hmph, bring me the truth. By the way, you now have four daughters. There seems to be a saying: 'A daughter is the lover of her father's previous life.' In this way, if you really have a past life, you have a lot of lovers. If you continue to be reincarnated, it seems that you will still have many daughters in the next life. The Queen of Pharansy said in a mocking tone.

"Well, about Messis, she's not related to me." Sogrend said calmly.

"You're so kind to admit her without blood? The whole continent will not believe you at this point. ”

"That's true, but I admit she's my daughter, and by all means it's a little gift to this child."

"Our lovely little Rhine is here this time, right, how about Thorgrande marry her to me as a daughter-in-law, although Francis is a little younger than her. By the way, I'll tell you something, the crown prince of Hitarus also wants to be your son-in-law. But I hope you'll turn him down. It's a little unpleasant that the Randenner bunch of playboys seem to have come around like flies smelling meat since Racoxiu Becky. Margaret changed the subject.

"If you say that about the men of the Landner family, His Highness Antaras will be very sad."

"That's why I say you should hurry up and decide on a son-in-law, or I'm afraid even the Pamis and the Mastars will have to think about our Miss Luce."

"I don't think there's anything I can do about it, after all, the actual head of the Leuss family is Reinhardt herself, and I can give her a little advice on her own affairs, if she is willing to listen to me. Even His Royal Highness Francis, Wechen will definitely not be biased. Thorgrande laughed.

"I say, Thorgrande," Margaret paused, seeming a little hesitant and worried, "Now that His Highness Theodora has come to you, and you are now a widower, and Sigrani is also a widow, if one day she tells you that she still wants to marry you, will you be tempted?" Will you go to Mastar and fly with her? ”

Thorgrande was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Your Majesty, I am no longer qualified to promise any woman the happiness of the rest of her life, in short, I don't plan to marry again. ”

"And what is Miss Rabelais?"

"I've told her, but scientists are all brainless guys, and in a sense, real scholars and real soldiers are the same kind of elm heads. I can't change people and things, I'm not an all-powerful deity. ”

"Saulgrand......"

"Then Weichen has taken his leave." Thorgrande retired.

Reinst, on the other hand, had returned first, and when he turned to the edge of the Leus's camp, he found it unusually lively. At that moment, a hand slapped him on the shoulder, and he looked back—it was Lucido Beta.

"It's good that your kid came back in time, otherwise, hehe, Sister Rhine would have been snatched away by those princes. I see why you, a little lieutenant, are fighting with those two highnesses. Rucido said, hooking Reinst's shoulder.

"Mind your own business."

"I don't have anything to worry about, your sister is so ugly, so I'm willing to marry her."

"Oh, is it? I'll pass this on to Sarah as it is. Reinster said coldly.

"Hey, if you dare to speak ill of me in front of Sarah, I'll go and smash your 'shady intelligence department'." Lucido regretted that his mouth was fast.

"Yes, as long as you think you can go in and come out intact, welcome to the Ninth Legion." Reinst was unaware of his threat.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to mess with you, you can go in quickly. It is said that the Hitaros have a knack for dealing with women. ”

Reinster then left the Beta son behind and walked in. However, he soon realizes that he doesn't need to worry about anything, as both Cyodora and Eclair are here. Although the two girls do not get along with each other, they are very much in agreement on one issue, that is, they are determined to protect their cute and simple sister from perverts big and small. So Prince Theseus touched all kinds of nails in front of these two beauties who were slightly older than himself, soft and hard, not soft and not hard.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" Reinst recognized Francis, the crown prince of Farensi.

"Ah, it's Lord Randyer." Francis was a good-looking teenager, more like Marguerite in appearance, but more like his father in personality. The prince is only 11 years old this year, far from the age to know about men and women. And the reason why he is here is because he was dragged by his cousin, Prince Theseus. Because the crown prince of Hitarus felt that if he brought the prince of Falunsi with him, it would be difficult for the Farensi to stop him. Unfortunately, if Eclair had any scruples, Theodora, as Princess Mastar, didn't need to sell the two princes' accounts at all.

"Brother Rein, you're finally back, then we can go, this kid can't wait." Reinster saw a delicate smile appear in front of his eyes. By "this child" Reinhardt was referring to a falcon in her hand, which had just been stripped of its blindfolded black cloth and was flapping its wings and making a few excited chirps. Looking at Miss Luce, dressed in a hunting suit, with an eagle and a bow. Theseus suddenly felt that he wanted to win the favor of this beautiful woman, even if there were no political factors. Eclaire was surprised to find Theodora looking at her sister and Reinster talking intimately there.

Just as Theseus was hesitating about how to go up and talk to Miss Leus, it was the young Francis who walked over generously and said, "It's so handsome, I want to have such an eagle too, what is its name?" ”

"It's called 'Andac', and my father gave it to me a year ago when he was a bird."

"Andak, in memory of the valiant Lockhitt chief. It must be a brilliant falcon, can I pet it? Francis asked.

"Yes, you can touch its wings." Reinhardt smiled and stretched out his right hand holding the eagle.

In this way, Prince Theseus watched his cousin, who was five years younger than himself, become Miss Leus's friend so easily. Fortunately, Francis did not forget to introduce his cousin to the other party. Prince Hitarus naturally found that he didn't attract much attention from Miss Leus.

"Let's go, I'd love to see Andak hovering in the sky." Francis was still a child's mind, but it also broke the awkwardness of the atmosphere, and at his suggestion, the crowd happily mounted their horses and set off for the hunt.