"An ancient mark? Many people know about it, so what's the problem?" Melsusa asked curiously.
Sean hesitated for a moment...
Since I am not very familiar with the other party, I decided not to ask any more questions and hurriedly explained, "It's okay, it's okay..."
According to Karlyana, Frelia will be back from the front soon, so tell her then.
Looking at Melsusa's [confused!] expression, Sean closed his eyes again.
The ability of [Time Controller] once again fixed time on himself. Although he had just watched for a long time in the dream, it was only a moment in the real world.
And that twisted thing.
It only took a second or two to make it unforgettable.
The wriggling body and twisted form looked very much like the ancient creatures I had encountered before...
Those things actually stayed in this palace!
Just a few seconds of rest made Sean feel a lot more energetic. The ability of [Time Controller] is sometimes quite useful.
Open your eyes a little and look around...
Perhaps because she didn't want to talk, Melsusa had already left the seat next to her.
Almost everyone around was in a [Neutral] state, with occasional [Friendly] status. For example, Earl Hamil of Koga City even had a [Cold] favorability rating. It would not be safe for him to tell them about the matter, and he only saw those things through the predictive ability of the [Time Ruler].
If you tell others without them seeing you, they won't believe it.
Wait a moment.
Wait until Frelia comes back.
…………………………
It's dawn,
The news of the little prince's assassination spread from the palace in an instant, and the imperial guards of the entire imperial capital immediately sealed the gates of the imperial capital.
From today on, people can only enter but not leave. Even merchants or residents of surrounding towns who come to buy and sell things at odd hours are not allowed to go out. The entire royal capital is blocked and no one knows when it will be reopened.
As for the southern lords living in the palace, they were relatively better off. After checking each room during the day, they were allowed to go back and rest.
At the same time, the entire palace entered a state of alert. Unless there was a special summons or special circumstances, it was best not to leave the room. Even if you wanted to go out, you would be limited to a heavily guarded courtyard where you could see guards every few steps.
In order to prevent Aslant and Karlyana, who were staying at the Haidi Hotel, from worrying, Sean spent some money to have the guards deliver a letter, basically telling them not to worry about the situation inside, that the defense in the palace was the best, but it might take some time before they could leave.
specific……
Sean couldn't say either.
I can only wait quietly...
Almost every day, guards would come to search his room over and over again, but they never found anything useful.
As for what kind of information the king has, Sean doesn't know for the time being. He can occasionally see some things through dreams... but it's not comprehensive. In Sean's current condition, he can't fully grasp the time of the meeting.
It's mostly just jumbled fragments, bit by bit.
From what I saw before, including the pictures I saw later, it seems that a trace of continuity can be found in everyone's words, but they are too brief to be connected together.
For example, the term "Old Seal" was something he had seen Emperor Borg and the strange creature behind him say before. They also mentioned that they would immediately plunder treasures from occupied areas, and they also mentioned the treasury in the palace...
Sean wrote down the words he could remember in his notebook, and when they were connected together he could even tell a story and make up a picture.
This made Sean think that the Borg were behind this...but who was it?
There's no way of knowing.
The main reason was that he couldn't go out, and he had no say in the palace. He had considered contacting Melsusa of the Sun King's army to see if she could provide help, but that person's favorability was always fluctuating, and Sean was not sure whether she would stand on his side when encountering problems.
So I haven’t said it yet…
On the fourth day, the guards in the palace were still searching for traces of the assassin. It was said that they had found some clues, but as the earls were confined to a villa, it was impossible for them to know anything else.
That day, Sean came back from the yard as usual.
Enter the door,
I saw someone sitting in my room...
The red loose witch robe was slit, and she wore a dark wizard hat on her head, with her long red hair draped over her shoulders.
Her plump and hot figure is the focus of attention wherever she goes...
"I'm back."
"You don't seem surprised to see me," Frelia said with some dissatisfaction.
"Then...how about we do it again?"
"Come again..."
Close the door again and open it again immediately.
Sean deliberately showed a surprised expression.
“You’re back!!!”
Poof!
"How can you be like this?" Frelia stood up and walked to Sean and said unhappily.
Looking at the expression of "Excited!" and "Happy!" on her face, Sean knew that no matter what she said, she was still happy in her heart.
Close the door with your toes...
[Nervous!] for a moment.
But when Sean held his hands, his mood slowly calmed down again.
"I'm worried about you on the front lines!"
"I was worried about you at the border too..."
"I heard you were attacked by the enemy. I was planning to organize some people to follow General Mandela south..."
"It wasn't just a few days. I got her in just four or five days." It was a rare opportunity for him to brag in front of a woman, so he would try to exaggerate as much as possible.
The more awesome the better.
"I heard about it. I didn't expect you to be able to command an army in battle."
"That's not difficult!"
As if there were endless things to say, Sean simply pulled Frelia aside to sit down so that the two could talk about the past year. The last time they separated from Koga City was in spring and summer, and now it was also spring and summer, and a year had passed.
Not too long, but long enough.
Frelia's personality has become blurred in Sean's memory. He remembers that she used to be a cold and powerful witch, the leader of an organization.
Why do I feel like I’m getting closer to that little girl Igonia now?
"By the way, have you found the assassin in the palace?"
"I just got back, and I haven't asked about the current situation yet... By the way, Sean, do you know anything about the assassination of the little king?"
Looking at Frelia's face, he thought about what he had been thinking about for several days, but only now could he say it out loud.
"I do know some things, but... I'm not quite sure," Sean said.
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