Chapter 89 Anxiety and Anger

“Boom boom boom.”

"What's up?"

Yvesette, who was reviewing documents, looked up.

"Your Highness, His Highness Felit is here to visit you and would like to meet you."

Hearing this, Yvesette frowned deeply.

When the news came out that the Second Prince was about to leave for the city of Orne, she was still on a mission in the underground ruins.

Lin En told her about this after she came back.

"Let him come to my study."

After thinking for a moment, Yvesette said calmly.

She knew very well why the other party came here this time.

It's nothing more than a military expedition to hold the heir of the Mosgra family accountable for his death.

But to Yvesette, the so-called death of the heir was a complete joke, no different from a stray dog ​​dying on the roadside.

A moment later, accompanied by a series of unhurried footsteps, the silver-haired young man appeared in front of Iviste, accompanied by guards.

"Second brother."

Looking at her half-brother in front of her, Yvesette did not stand up, but just greeted him briefly.

Seeing this, the second prince responded indifferently, then walked to the sofa and sat down like the owner.

"I came here to meet you today mainly for two things."

"First of all, where is Lynn Bartleron?" Felit asked straight to the point. "Tell him to come and see me."

"What do you want with him?"

Yvesette narrowed her eyes and stared at her famous brother.

"Nothing." Felit took off his gloves slowly and smoothed his silver hair. "We are going to escort him back to face the court."

As he spoke, Felit pulled out an exquisite envelope with wax seal from his pocket.

The symbol on the surface of the sealing wax is a sharp sword, inserted straight into a scale.

"This is a subpoena from the Grosstin Court."

Felit put the envelope on the coffee table and said calmly.

"What's the crime?"

Yvesette didn't even look up.

"Of course it's murder." Felit glanced at her. "After all, he shot and killed a marquis's son in public. Yvesette, you won't pretend not to know, right?"

"It's interesting to say. He was obviously a loser who was exiled to the border. In the past year, the entire imperial capital almost forgot his existence. I didn't expect that at the end of the year, this kid from the Bartleron family could still cause such an interesting drama. It really opened the eyes of many families in the imperial capital."

"It's a pity that he seems to lack respect for power." Felit tapped the table lightly with his knuckles. "For such a lunatic, we need to teach him what respect is."

"Okay, Yvesette, I have to go to the Tianli Church later, so don't waste your time here pretending to be nice."

Looking at the envelope on the table, Yvesette said nothing.

After a moment's silence, she suddenly pushed a newspaper on the desk towards Felit.

"If the crime is just murder, then you probably can't take him away." A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Yvesette's mouth. "Let's take a look at this first."

Looking at the smile on Ivester's lips, Felit frowned imperceptibly.

In his impression, his third sister always looked cold and indifferent.

I don’t know what I was thinking about at this moment, but I actually smiled for the first time.

Thinking of this, Felit picked up the newspaper on the table.

"Linn Bartleron, the thug who set the Tianli Church on fire, was arrested by Bailer Tirvus's private guards yesterday evening. His current whereabouts are unknown. The City Council and the Public Security Bureau have lodged a solemn protest to the Duke's Mansion regarding this act of exceeding their authority."

The moment he saw the news headline, the Second Prince, who had always remained calm and restrained, suddenly had his brain freeze for a few seconds.

Tenli Church?

Burn it? Lynn Bartlett?

He could understand all these words, but when they were put together they made no sense.

Since he had been staying on the private train for the past few days and had no contact with the outside world, he was not aware of the recent major events in the city of Orne.

As soon as he got off the car, he didn't care about anything and went straight to Augusta Manor.

It seems that some unexpected situations have happened in the city of Orne recently.

Although Felit had his doubts in his heart, he remained indifferent on the surface.

But as he turned the pages of the newspaper, his pupils began to dilate gradually.

The heretic Moselle, the public protests, the alliance of the Electors, the military expenditure of two million gold coins, the fundraising campaign for disabled soldiers, the frenzy of comparison sweeping the whole city... As various words came into his mind, a name that was mentioned very frequently emerged in Ferit's mind.

Lynn Bartletleon.

This guy again? He felt a little bit of disbelief, but the content in the newspaper was right in front of him, making him fall silent.

How is that possible?

He alone was able to stir up a commotion here? He was even able to lead Ivester, who was almost completely out of the chance of becoming the emperor, and gave her a slight chance of catching up?

After all, there are only seven electors, but nine princes.

Until now, most of the princes and princesses have not been able to gain the support of the Electors.

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This really made Felit's mouth curl up into a smile unconsciously.

"After you go back, remember to execute all the intelligence personnel in charge of Orne City." As he was watching, he suddenly said to the guards beside him, "Such a smart, interesting, scheming and resourceful guy has been described as a 'broken-backed stray dog' by them for the past six months."

"What a malfeasance and disgrace this is."

"As you command, Your Highness."

The guard replied calmly.

"Also, Yvesthe, what do you mean by showing me this newspaper?" Felit looked at Yvesthe across the table again, "Do you think that with the protection of Duke Tyreus, I can do nothing to him?"

"Not really." Yvestre's face was calm. "I just want to tell you that I now have the support of an elector behind me."

"The Third Princess who was once left behind by you has gradually caught up. If you don't want to be deprived of the throne, you'd better stop looking down on me like before."

Seeing her like this, Felit was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Yvesette, you have really changed a lot compared to the hysterical and irritable disaster star when you just left the imperial capital."

"Let me guess, is this change brought to you by that Lynn Bartleron?"

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Ferit said with a laugh.

In fact, he is not indifferent, he just has no interest in those boring guys.

If he really encounters someone or something that arouses his curiosity, Ferit will instantly become a different person.

For example. Now.

"Let's make a deal." Felit leaned back on the sofa with a comfortable look on his face. "I'm very interested in Lynn Bartleron now."

"Give this guy to me. As for your requests, you can make any request you want."

"As long as I have the authorization, you can choose any of the sealed items below level 0 within five."

"If you want to convert it into money, or if you want to insert some people into the imperial administrative system, no matter what it is, as long as I can do it, I can give it to you."

Yvesette's eyes turned cold in an instant.

Felit noticed her change in mood, thought for a moment, then laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will also do my best to ensure his safety."

"As for those idiots of the Mosgra family, if it weren't for pretending to appease their emotions, this prince wouldn't even bother to make this trip."

"I never really wanted to rely on these cunning villains who had stabbed others in the back. I just wanted to use each other."

"I refuse."

Yvesette took a deep breath and suppressed the irritation and anger in her heart.

"Let me see him." Felit glanced at her. "He is not a commodity, but a living person. He should have the right to choose his own target."

"If he still doesn't want to work for me after I talk to him, then let's not do it."

"Two hundred thousand gold coins in exchange for the chance for me to meet him."

Ferit crossed his fingers and placed them on his knees.

Looking at his calm appearance, Yvesette finally realized where the irritation and anger in her heart came from.

If that guy were given a fair choice, would he still choose her?

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