On this day, the Knight of Enod, under the orders of McCrandell, patrolled the surroundings of Dubrovnik with a group of horseback guards.

McCrandell had done his best to feed the slightly hungry city, he had sent some of the carpenters of the construction to build a large number of fishing boats, and at the same time opened parts of the royal family to hunt for any hunters who dared to cross the river, and even sent the royal city guards to the north and south to collect food, but wherever he rode his horse, he still saw some accusations or angry eyes.

McLandall recalled the situation of the previous meeting, Queen Mother Ennie Randall was blinded by anger and ignored the point of Prince Creshien, since he had no evidence of illegitimate children in his hands, all the accusations were naturally insignificant, but what was really noteworthy was that he took refuge in the Chris family and proclaimed himself king, so how would Jorchris? They can't sit side by side on the throne, or would Jocriss really be so kind as to selflessly help a prince become king?

He casually peeked into the streetscape, with the Knight Enod leading the way, the guards flanking them, and he watched the people on the side of the road watching him, and tried to guess which people were eyeliner and which were just civilians, as a daily pastime, and the people who were suspicious on the surface were often innocent, so McLandall thought in his heart that he should be wary of those who seemed harmless and innocent.

"Knight Enod, this is the end of today's patrol mission, accompany me to find the King's Scholar." McLandall said suddenly.

The Knight of Enod then escorted McCrandell into the Dubrovnik Palace, the door of the King's scholar Johani's room.

"Yo, isn't this our Prime Minister, Mike? What is the wind that blows you? Johani, the King's Scholar, opened the door and saw the figures of McCrandell and Knight Enod, his expression slightly surprised.

"Just to see you as Prime Minister." McLandall said, walking into Johani's room.

"My lord, I don't sleep as well as I used to, and I wanted to take a break here." The King's Scholar apologized to him for being in good spirits at today's meeting. "I'd rather get up early before dawn than toss and turn and worry about unfinished work." He said that, but at the sight of his lowered eyelids, he seemed to be about to fall asleep again.

They sat in an airy room, and his maid brought some fruit and hard-boiled eggs. "In extraordinary times, many civilians even eat a lot less, and I think I should be a little more frugal."

"The spirit of adults is really admirable." McClandell laughed, and cracked open a hard-boiled egg, "But I think it's a little different from yours, I let go of my stomach and eat as much as I can when I can, so that I don't have a chance to eat it tomorrow." ”

State scholar Johani twisted his beard, "Mistress Mack has a point, so are you looking for me something?" ”

"Tell your maid to go down, and we will talk." McCrandell handed Johani a letter.

"Kid, you stand down first." The king's scholar Johani commanded, and the girl hurried out of the room.

"What are these ......?"

"A letter to the lord of Cassadine," McCrandell snapped the eggshell and took a bite. "In duplicate, it's a big deal, send your fastest pigeon."

"I'll deal with it later."

"Let's do it now, things can be eaten later, national affairs can't wait for a while, right now Jocrith and Kresheen are gathering troops, enlisting the support of knights and nobles, and the Turner family is also eyeing the sidelines, we have to make a move."

Johanni, the King's Scholar, blinked, "If you insist, my lord......"

"I'm very, very, very, very persistent!"

"Ah...... I'm at your disposal. The King's Scholar snapped and stood up, his luxurious ornament whispering. The King's Scholar turned abruptly and walked towards another room, past a complex shelf at the far end, and up a staircase.

The number of bottles and jars on the shelves is staggering: a dozen wax-sealed jars, more than a hundred sealed vials, the same number of blue and white glass bottles, countless bottles and jars of herbs or plants, each with precise labels written in neat handwriting by the king's scholar Johani, this man is really methodical.

McClandell looked at it and thought to himself, once you have made some basis for categorization, it will be difficult for others to find your pattern, but I will think that each bottle and jar is properly placed, and even think that it is something interesting, I am such a great character.

By the time Johani, the King's scholar, hurled down the stairs, McClandell had already sat back at the table and ate another hard-boiled egg.

"Mistress Mike, I've got it done." Johani, the King's scholar, sat down, "I've done it as fast as I can...... You just said that the stakes are high in this letter? ”

"Yes, that's right!" McCrandell took another bite of the hard-boiled egg.

"Send it to the Cassadine lords, I'...... May I ask? ”

"It's best not to ask."

"As you wish." McCrandell could sense the intense curiosity of Johani, the King's scholar," or ...... Let the Imperial Council discuss ......"

McLandall said bluntly, "My good lord, the function of the Council is to 'assist' the king. ”

"Yes," said Johanni, the king's scholar, "and the king ......."

"It's only fourteen, I'll do it for me!"

"It is true that you are the current Prime Minister, but ...... Your dear sister, our good queen mother, she ......"

"She wouldn't be willing to take on too many important responsibilities, and I wouldn't be able to burden her for no reason, right?" McCrandell examines Johanni, the King's scholar.

Johani hurriedly lowered his head and looked at the fruit that he had picked up in his hand.

"Ah," he murmured to his fruit, "you are right, my lord. Save these for our good queen mother...... Burden...... It's wonderful...... You are so considerate! ”

"I don't have any other strengths, but I am considerate and caring for the people around me, so I am willing to bear these burdens and carry it on my shoulders." McLandall continued to eat the fruit again, "Innie Randall is my sister after all." ”

"Yes, she's still a weak woman." Johani, the king's scholar, said, "Although she is not an ordinary woman, she ...... After all, women are fragile and sensitive in their hearts, and it is really not easy to think that delicate body wants to provoke major events in the country......"

Come on, she's fragile and delicate?

McLandall said, "It's great to know that you care about her as much as I do, and thank you for your hospitality, but I still have something to do today." McClandell stood up, "When we hear from Lord Cassadine, please inform me at once, Lord Yohani?" ”

"Do as you command, Mistress Mack."

"Just one person to inform me!"

"Ah...... This...... By all means! Johani, the king's scholar, twisted his beard and said calmly.