"What are you talking about?" Ella jumped up, "I asked the gods and other things, it was the way I took out the trick of wiping people! Why do you really believe it?"

"What? A lie? What's going on with that scattered demon I saw during the day?"

"Of course, I specially ordered my subordinates to summon them to show you how they are! Although she can summon such things, she can't do anything to ask the spirits to the gods!"

"What? Can't you do it?" Jibel was furious, "Then you don't explain it clearly earlier!"

"Didn't I tell you to come here to catch people tonight? You still don't understand what's going on?"

"If you don't explain this kind of thing clearly, who knows!"

Jibel is a peasant leader. And he is the kind who doesn't know how to think.

He really believed that Sivadon could make the spirits talk to the gods. It would be better to say that if he didn't believe it, this strategy wouldn't deceive anyone.

Ella originally wanted to explain to Gibel clearly after catching the person, but she never expected the prisoner to commit suicide. The prisoner was obviously very young, and hesitated when he hit the ground. This courage made Ella feel scared. The envoy behind the prisoner added a bit of terrifying.

"Forget it, the most urgent thing is to control the Black Death." Ella covered her forehead. "This is a concentration place for patients and it is not suitable for long-term stay. Let's talk about it in another place."

A group of people left the camp like this. Giber left two people to collect the body of the young man.

"I don't actually know which village he is from." On the way, Jiber said to Ella, "After I got up, he followed a large group of people to join me. Except for him, everyone else was ordinary farmers, leaving their hometowns and taking care of their families. They were all very hard. Only his clothes were beautiful and he was a city man at first glance."

"So, you are not familiar with him?" Ella asked, "but he seems to be trusted by you and has been following you."

"I'm not familiar with it. But I know that a group of rough people can't do anything. To oppose the nobles, we must find a few knowledgeable and knowledgeable people to help out. Among so many people, he is the only one who has read some books and is the only one."

As he said that, Jibel cursed angrily again:

"I shouldn't believe his sweet words! One of these people who have read books is counted as one, and they are not good things!"

"You should have talked to him a lot, right? Can you roughly infer his identity from what he said?"

Jibel began to lower his head and think. The group walked forward silently for a while.

Amy suddenly pulled La Aila's clothes and whispered in her ear: "Is it possible that the mastermind of this matter is Jibel? He saw that the form was wrong, so he killed someone to silence him?"

"Impossible." Ella shook her head, "I informed him in advance about setting a trap, and he would not be able to get into the internet. Second, what the Baron Molai said was actually right, the farmers were so easily incited."

The Count of Ile de France and his group followed Ella. They had no ropes on them now, so they could escape at any time. But first, they were afraid of Amy, and second, they were also concerned about the whole story of this matter, so they always acted very well-behaved.

"Consul," Hei Tianping whispered to the Earl of Ile-de-France, "Who frames you? Do you have any confidence?"

"There are roughly a few," said the Earl of Ile-de-France, "but it's hard to say. There's no evidence at all."

After another silence, Gibel shook his head helplessly.

"I have no thoughts at all. Thinking about this, he has been deliberately hiding his identity."

Things just got into a deadlock.

Ella sighed and decided to put the matter aside. After all, her main goal now is to control the spread of the Black Death, and then to use these farmers, nobles who had been convinced by him, merchants who had been trading with her, and Baron Mole, who was the same tribe as Caroling, to put pressure on the Earl of France. As for whom was framed by the Earl of France, it was actually not much related to her.

Just then—

"Brother! Big Brother! Not good!"

Someone hurriedly chased after him from behind. When he looked back, he found that it was the two people who left behind to collect the prisoner's body.

"What's going on? So anxious?" asked Jibel. "I just asked you to collect a corpse, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

The two of them ran to Jibel and stopped, then panted, "I did see the ghost, the corpse, the corpse... he ran away!"

"What did you say?" Jibel grabbed a man, "Who ran away? Which body? Tell me clearly?"

"It's the corpse of the city man, you asked us to bury it." Another person explained anxiously, "We threw him aside and started digging the pit, but after digging the pit, I looked back and saw that the body was no longer there."

"It's not that he's not there, but running!" The man who was pulled up by Giber added in panic, "We saw that he had run far away and wanted to chase him, but he didn't catch up!"

Ella and Gibel looked at each other, then hurriedly ran back to the scene of the incident.

As the two of them told, the body was no longer there, and only a pool of blood stains and a deep pit that was only dug halfway.

"What the hell is going on?" Jibel cursed in anger. "My knife was so strong that he was stabbed to death. Even if he was not strong enough and didn't hit him to death, he should have been stabbed to death by me. How could he run away?"

"Your Majesty," Amy gave Ella a look, "Is this the one..."

Ella nodded: "The man ran away, but it is clear who is behind the scenes. There is no doubt that it is the Duke of Aquitaine."

"Wait a minute, why is it the Duke of Aquitaine?" The Count of Ile-de-France was puzzled, "How did this be reasoned?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "I have seen this phenomenon of resurrection from the dead many times along the way." Ella replied, "This is the effect of a potion. At present, this potion is secretly circulating within the Federation of Almany, and the source of this potion is the Duke of Aquitaine."

"That makes all sense." Amy nodded. "The prisoner wanted to commit suicide not to hide it for the mastermind behind the scenes, but to find a chance to escape. After all, he could recover from the dead after drinking the potion."

"The potion of resurrection from the dead?"

The Count of Ile de France turned his attention to the black balance. The black balance shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of it.

"Wait a minute!" Ella suddenly remembered something, "Since there has been a riot among farmers here, what is going on in the Versailles Palace? Awutmok tamed a group of unowned war horses. These war horses must not belong to this group of rioters... Whose one belongs to?"

"Then the Palace of Versailles? Then I know." Jibel said, "Before we, a rebel army had risen up under the leadership of a female swordsman in red armor, and the troops of the Allegiance of Almani were retreating step by step. The last time the news came, the rebel army was approaching Paris and was attacking the Bastille. This time we gathered together, and we were preparing to go south to support them!"

The Count of Ile de France suddenly jumped up and ran wildly in the distance!

"Back! Come back!" Amy didn't stop the Earl of Ile-de-France even after shouting a few times. He couldn't help but raise his hand and aimed it at the Earl of Ile-de-France's back--
Chapter completed!