Chapter 61 Hey, I have a plan

When Lynn changed into her dress and arrived at the gate of the manor with Graya, a luxurious and spacious four-wheeled carriage was already parked in the middle of the road.

Judging from the thorn emblem carved on it, this carriage should be the woman's exclusive vehicle.

"Young Masters, please get in the car. His Highness has been waiting for a long time."

Outside the carriage, the elderly housekeeper, Keisha, gestured calmly.

Seeing this, Graya suddenly stopped and thought of something: "Hey, I suddenly have a stomachache. How about you and His Highness go first, and I will catch up in another car later?"

Having said that, he turned and was about to leave.

Nonsense, he didn't want to be in the same room with that terrifying prince.

But how could Lin En do what he wanted? If he really stayed in the same room with that woman in the carriage, who knows what kind of trouble she would cause by using hypnosis.

He grabbed Graya's neck and dragged him into the carriage regardless of his struggle.

From the outside, this carriage is already of super-standard style.

But when Lin En stepped into the carriage, he found that the space inside seemed to be four or five times larger than it looked.

It seems that he probably used some extraordinary ability such as folding space.

At this moment, a tall woman in a rose-colored tasseled dress was sitting on the soft seat by the window. She was holding her chin and staring at the scene on the street with boredom.

Tonight she changed her black patterned mask and put on a butterfly-style half-face mask, revealing her snow-white chin and crystal red lips, looking sexy and charming.

After hearing the noise, Yvesette turned her head and looked at the two people who walked in.

Her eyes were first on Lynn.

At first glance, I saw that the already handsome black-haired boy was now wearing a luxurious and exquisite buttoned suit with white lace lining. He looked dignified and elegant.

Yvesette is very satisfied with her taste.

"Not bad, he looks like a decent person."

After staying on this guy's body for seven or eight seconds, she commented lightly.

After all, she had chosen the dress herself.

In fact, according to the original process, the tailor should come to the door to provide samples of clothes, allowing the person to choose the style he likes.

But Yvesette found it troublesome, and coupled with her desire to be in control, she didn't even think about asking Lin En's opinion and just picked something she liked.

"You look beautiful tonight, too, Your Highness."

Under Graya's horrified gaze, Lynn bowed with admiration in his eyes.

Hearing this, Ivester sneered: "You are quite courageous."

But in the end, no substantial punishment was imposed.

Maybe it's because there's a light bulb next to it.

After the brief exchange, Iviste glanced at Graya beside her inconspicuously, frowned, and then looked away again.

Your Highness, did you think I was an eyesore just now?

Graya's legs went weak and he found a corner and lowered his head like a quail.

It was as if he was a primary school student who had made a mistake and didn't even dare to breathe.

He just hoped that Her Royal Highness the Princess would not focus her attention on him along the way.

Of course, it turned out that he was overthinking it.

Lynn chose a seat opposite and sat down.

Then the carriage door slowly closed and the carriage began to move smoothly.

Yvesette held her chin up and looked at Lin En: "What do you think of the dinner later?"

"If Your Highness wants to get closer to the Tyrvus family, just do what they want." Lin En thought for a moment, "If they want money, why not just give them money?"

Yvesette snorted: "If it's that simple, why would I ask you?"

"If I want to use money to feed the three legions under Duke Tyrvus, even my brother who has strong financial resources will probably have to work hard."

"A rough estimate is that the initial amount alone will be at least 500,000 gold coins." Ivisette said calmly, "Moreover, is an alliance gained through pure interests really solid?"

Simply put, there is no money.

Lynn complained in her heart.

But he didn't show it on his face.

After a moment of silence, Lin En suddenly seemed to have a flash of inspiration: "Hey, Your Highness, I have a plan!"

"Tell me about it."

Seeing how eager he was to give advice, Yvesette's expression relaxed slightly and she nodded.

"The blood volume of a healthy adult male is about 8% of his body weight, which is about 80,000 drops." Lin En's eyes sparkled. "According to my previous statistics, there are more than 5,000 clergymen of the Tianli Church in Orne City alone. If we catch them all and throw them into the holding room of the Greedy Box, I'm afraid..."

"Okay, stop, don't say any more."

A hint of headache flashed across Yvesette's eyes, and she held her forehead.

Graya, who was huddled in the corner like a quail, was sweating profusely.

This is the living devil!

Compared with Lin En, the originally terrifying Princess seemed to have a kind look on her face.

"It's not like I haven't considered this idea, exchanging death row prisoners for some money." Ivester pondered for a moment, then shook her head, "But the Greed Box is not as simple as you think."

"As it absorbs more blood, the ancient existence sealed inside will gradually revive. In short, it will become a headache."

So you have already thought about it?!

Graya immediately decided to retract his previous thoughts.

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

And so we went along in silence.

Ten minutes later, the carriage slowly stopped on the wide street and the door opened.

At this moment, night falls and the lights come on.

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What came into view was a noble mansion that was not particularly luxurious.

Although it covers a large area, it is different from the nouveau riche in Orne City. It exudes cultured and low-key style everywhere.

However, at this moment, the roadside was filled with all kinds of carriages, blocking the originally spacious street.

One by one, the nobles, dressed in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by servants, walked into the Tyreus Manor in a glamorous manner.

"Let's go." Yvesette stood up. "Also, I'm attending the dinner concealing my identity this time, so please be careful about your words and actions."

She looked noble in her red dress, like a queen in her best attire.

Since only a few people knew that she was in Orne City, even with a mask on, it was difficult for others to associate her with the infamous Third Princess.

Lynn nodded.

As Graya watched, he pulled out a sharp-beaked crow mask from his pocket.

"What is this for?"

Graya was a little surprised and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Lin En's expression was serious, and he answered loudly: "If I don't wear it, wouldn't Your Highness be the only one wearing a mask in the whole place? I think it would be good to at least help Your Highness share some of the strange looks."

"You too, as a subordinate, don't even have this kind of awareness!"

As he spoke, he put the crow mask on his face neatly.

Graya was stunned, as if he understood for the first time the evil of human nature.

Shit, is this directed at me? He looked around but found nothing to cover his face. His face suddenly turned dark and he had to give up.

At the same time, I felt so angry that my teeth were itching.

Damn, this guy really knows how to flatter.

No wonder His Highness favors him so much.

really.

Hearing Lin's words, Ivisette, who was walking in front, paused and a fleeting smile flashed across her lips.

"Your Excellency, at the dinner later."

Such a question came from a low-key carriage somewhere on the corner of the street.

"Yes, I know." The middle-aged man called the bishop said calmly, "The local forces led by our Tianli Church will probably be questioned by Tyrus, but this is also expected."

"If he is sensible, he'd better accept the olive branch we throw out, then he can make a fortune and leave. Otherwise, don't even think about getting a penny."

Hearing this, the subordinate seemed a little confused: "But he is a duke after all, and he has an army under his command."

"There is more than one powerful duke in the Saint Laurent Empire." The middle-aged man sneered, "What's more, the waters in the border cities are very deep, and he has been promoted to provincial governor for less than a year, so he doesn't want to get involved."

"Otherwise, why do you think he didn't use the army to forcibly collect taxes?"

"I see. Wait, Your Excellency the Bishop, who do you think that is?"

The subordinate glanced out the window and seemed to have noticed something.

Hearing this, Bishop Moser of the Orne Diocese looked up.

"Is that the third princess Yvesette? Is she also attending this dinner?" Moselle frowned, "But I didn't see her on the guest list."

"Maybe he came here to conceal his identity?"

The subordinate guessed.

Hearing this, Moser seemed to be thinking about something.

After a long silence, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"What do you think? If someone accidentally reveals the identity of the 'evil princess' at the banquet later, will the situation become very interesting?"

(End of this chapter)