After the moon sets, time passes quickly. A night passes by. When the darkness fades away, daylight comes to Florence again.
The morning sunlight fell on the gilded roof of the Palace of Beauty, reflecting a dazzling light. The dignitaries who had come from all over Florence gathered again in various places of the Palace of Beauty to continue yesterday's banquet. The remnants of the Bourbon clan who had infiltrated the Palace of Beauty were still scattered throughout the Palace of Beauty, searching anxiously and desperately for clues of the so-called treasure.
At this very moment, in some inconspicuous corners of the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty, another group of people were taking action. They were dressed seemingly the same as the other dignitaries, but they were not busy socializing with each other in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty. Instead, they were in some inconspicuous corners, communicating with those servants who had served in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty for a long time and were inconspicuous at the time.
"What? You ask if there is anything unusual in this palace at this time?" At the door of a secluded utility room in the Meijing Palace, a woman dressed as a maid looked at a handsome young man in front of her curiously and said, and the young man nodded and spoke.
"Yes, like some strange noises... strange sights... even haunted things? Or are there any strange legends here?" The young man asked the maid from the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty seriously. There was an invisible affinity in his words, which made the maid blurt out what she knew naturally.
"Well... let me think about it. Strange voices and strange visions... I don't think I've ever encountered them, and I haven't heard of hauntings either... As for rumors... there are so many rumors about the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty, such as treasures, ghosts, and the secret base of the royalists... There are all kinds of rumors, but they are only spread by the outside world. After working in the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty for a few years, everyone knows that these rumors are basically false. How can they be so mysterious?"
The maid waved her hand and said this. Listening to her words, the young man couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then continued to ask.
"So has anything strange happened here? Especially in recent times?"
"What a strange thing..." Hearing the young man's question, the maid couldn't help but start to recall. After a while, she seemed to remember something and spoke.
"If we talk about strange things, there really was one some time ago. About a month ago, a group of weirdos with passes came here. They rummaged around and observed things everywhere, as if they were researching something. They stayed here for more than a week."
"Weirdoes? What do they look like?"
"I have long forgotten what they looked like. I only know that they were a group of men and women in uniform. Among them were a few black people who spoke a language that was not Farajoro. It was blah blah blah and I couldn't understand anything at all." The maid continued to talk to the young man. After hearing her words, the young man nodded thoughtfully and then continued to ask.
"So... did they come up with anything in the end?"
"I don't know whether they have figured out anything or not. I think they must have discovered something. During the last few days they stayed in the Meishen Palace, they issued a high-level written order to order us to evacuate the concert hall. Then they did something in the concert hall for more than two days before they came out and we were able to go back in."
The maid continued speaking as she recalled, and after hearing her words, the young man touched his chin thoughtfully, then looked at the maid and thanked her.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Here's a tip." The young man handed a bill to the maid. The maid took it and immediately bent down to express her gratitude.
"Thank you, sir."
After the maid took the money, the young man stared at her again and continued speaking.
"Finally, please forget the conversation we just had. You haven't seen me at all today. Do you understand?"
"Understood...Sir..."
After a somewhat dull murmur, the maid turned around and left the scene silently, while the young man Brandon straightened his collar and left from another direction.
Soon after, Brandon walked through the colorful dome hall reflecting colorful lights and shadows and came to the concert hall. Looking at the round stage in the concert hall, Dorothy couldn't help but think in her heart.
'It looks like... those guys have at least taken control of one stage...' Thinking of this, Dorothy controlled Brandon to look up and look at the guests wandering around on the stands of the cabaret. Although they seemed to be doing nothing unusual at the moment, there seemed to be a strange feeling among them.
"No... We can't move the stage here easily. If they have already taken control of this stage, then there may be some safety measures left behind. We can't act rashly..."
Staring at the concert hall in front of her, such thoughts emerged in Dorothy's mind. She gave up the idea of taking action just now and continued to ponder.
"The stage here cannot be moved for the time being... so the key to the present situation is to find the other two stages. So where are the two stages hidden?"
All of a sudden, Dorothy summarized and analyzed all the information she had collected before in her mind. The huge east-west map of the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty emerged in Dorothy's mind, and all kinds of thoughts arose in her heart.
"A gathering that can only be held at a certain time of the year... at dusk... a pattern of a seven-petal lotus... a triple stage..."
After all kinds of thoughts flashed through Dorothy's mind, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and finally had the answer in her mind.
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At the main entrance of the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty, in front of the huge gilded iron gate, several guards were standing guard with full concentration. Suddenly, a burst of sporadic noises came from afar. Several guards looked in the direction of the sound, and then what they saw was a convoy slowly approaching.
Compared with the ordinary carriages of Farajo dignitaries, this convoy was obviously larger in both grandeur and scale. In the center of the convoy was an exquisite carriage that was moving in place. In front and behind the carriage were two rows of cavalry guards. These cavalrymen were all wearing the uniforms of the Farajo army, and they were alert all around with focused expressions.
A cavalryman riding in the front saw the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty not far away, and immediately rode his horse to the side and slowed down. After a while, he came to the side of the carriage.
"Sir Samson, we will be there soon." The cavalryman reminded while leaning against the carriage, and a steady male voice responded slowly from inside the carriage.
"Yeah... I understand."
On a hill far away on the road, several figures were gathering here at this moment. The leader was a pale-skinned, thin, pretty but somewhat sickly woman. She was wearing a loose suit and a top hat, and stood silently on the ground with a cane in her hand. The gem at the end of her cane was abnormally large, and a piece of exquisite silk was wrapped around it.
Gazing far away at the convoy approaching the Palace of the Goddess of Beauty on the road, the woman couldn't help but smile. Then she turned around and looked at the figures behind her, and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
"The stage is almost set, the audience is in place, now we just have to wait for the show to start...
"Are you looking forward to it now? Your Excellency, Archon..."
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