The most lively gathering for ordinary people in the capital in spring is naturally the spring festival held by students from Andrew College.

Andrew's College is the only college in the capital that is not run by the church, so the students here are not subject to various constraints and restrictions like students from the church college.

The Spring Festival is a festival for them to enjoy, because the generous founder of the Academy, the respected Duke of Auburn, will pay scholarships to the best students on this day.

As for ordinary students, the week before the Spring Festival is exactly the day when they get a study loan, so their pockets are the fullest time of the year during the Spring Festival.

In addition, another reason is that on this day of the Spring Festival, the Duke of Auburn will invite many VIPs to attend this gathering that originally belonged to civilians. For Andrew's College students, this is a great opportunity for them to impress the upper class. For those who are extremely lucky, the Spring Festival is the starting point for them to lead to the Avenue of Light.

As the most popular figure in the capital in recent times, Ruibo is naturally on the list of invitees.

Andrew's Academy was built like a castle, a square circle of five-story buildings surrounding a huge open space in the middle.

This is a simple and unpretentious architectural style. Its advantages are that it can not only cost the least amount of rooms, but also have no need to spend time building a wall. The open space in the center is even more wonderfully arranged as a square.

The green bricks and gray tiles show that the Duke of Auburn is indeed a pragmatic figure.

Even the layout of the auditorium does not seem too luxurious. There are talents in the academy who have outstanding talents for art, so it is arranged here with a very artistic temperament.

The VIP seat in the center and in front is covered with red carpets, and students' exercises are hung around them. Although these works are incomparable to those famous paintings, in Ruibo's view, perhaps the works of some of them will be collected as famous paintings in the future.

Countless lampstands extend diagonally around the roof, and hundreds of beacons illuminate the auditorium, which is much more economical and reasonable than hanging a row of huge lamp plates on the roof.

Ruibo glanced at the guests around him. Obviously, those real big names were not very interested in attending such gatherings. Most of the invited people just sent a clerk or attendant to serve as representatives.

These representatives obviously just came on orders, and they each chatted leisurely, while the students sat down respectfully.

Ruibo believes that the students who can sit here must be the best in the academy, and perhaps most of them have far more wisdom and talent than these representatives sitting in the VIP seat.

Ruibo is increasingly grateful that he grew up in Nangang, and obviously has more opportunities than that remote small harbor here.

Sitting with these VIPs Rebeau felt quite bored, he walked to the Duke of Auburn and whispered: "I want to go around alone if you allow it."

The Duke of Auburn naturally understood Ribo's thoughts, and in his opinion, it was definitely a great thing to make the young heir of Sethborough have a deeper understanding of his academy.

He immediately agreed to Ruibo's request.

After exiting the hall from the side door next to it, Ruibosun took off the exquisite wig cover, beautiful silver bow tie, and took off his coat, which made him look so different from those around him.

Although the long-sleeved brown and red velvet shirt and the black calfskin hunting vest still showed that his identity was different from that of the common people, at least no one would associate him with the VIP invited by the Duke of Auburn.

Rebow handed the decorations and clothes he took off to the servant of the Duke Auburn who was standing at the door.

He fixed the long lace on the cuffs of his shirt, which made him feel very uncomfortable, especially when he used a crossbow to shoot arrows. With his current situation, he might have to use this convenient and powerful weapon at any time.

Another protective weapon for him is the dagger that was inserted into the pocket on the outside of his right leg, but Ruibo could only hope that he would not need to use this weapon, because this time his opponents were all assassination experts who were more intelligent than him.

Ruibo didn't know if he would be as safe as before today.

To his nervousness, the task assigned to him this time was probably the most dangerous one he had since followed Mr. Hyde and Eckert.

In that sophisticated and meticulous plan, his role is equivalent to bait.

The prey he wants to attract is the top killer in this world second only to Kelle.

But Rebow knew very well that he was taking much less risk than Eckert.

Eckert's job was to go to Lomel's lair, the beach tightly controlled by the gangster king and his influence everywhere, and to buy Lomel's former allies with a lot of money and let them stand on Mr. Hyde's side.

No one can be sure what Eckert will encounter, maybe a glass of poisonous wine, maybe a dagger from the darkness, or maybe a famous and improved guillotine in the Kingdom of Ing.

The only thing that made Ribo feel relieved was that at least the news came last night proved that Eckert was still alive.

Perhaps this is entirely due to Mr. Rabel's effective work.

For a whole week, all the passages leading to the outside world in the capital were strictly blocked, and the city center, suburbs and civilian residential areas were also strictly blocked, and no one could enter or exit at will.

Although such a move would not make Lomel unable to move, it at least restricted his subordinates from acting freely.

Following the long corridor and walking out of the central auditorium, the atmosphere outside is completely different from that in the auditorium.

Only here is the real feeling of a spring festival.

There were crowds of people standing on the square, each wearing the best clothes they had.

They either gathered together to chat or were nervously conducting the final rehearsal.

In a corner of the square, the students who were studying painting were gathered together to portray portraits for others. Obviously, the beautiful girls here are the most loved by these "artists".

A shirt and vest in early spring was indeed a little thin for Ruibo, but he didn't feel the slightest coldness when walking among the crowded crowd.

Ruibo squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the door. He could only hope that Brother Faying, who was a sloppy man, would be waiting there obediently. In fact, most of his life safety now has to rely on this thief-headed guy.

When Ruibo saw Brother France and Ying, who was blowing with the janitor on the stairs at the door, staring at the pockets of the students walking around, was relieved.

Brother Francis also saw Ruibo. He patted the janitor on the shoulder and temporarily left the interesting old man.

I pointed to a remote corner, perhaps because it was a place where firewood was piled as fuel for the spring festival campfire, and no one was close to it.

Ruibo and Faying were hiding behind a pile of firewood. Faying looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, at least no abnormality has been found so far. My brothers have all arranged it. They will help you stare at every suspicious person close to here. If an accident occurs, you will rush out and run into the nest. It is very easy to get a horse. There are carriages around here. You untie the reins yourself. Kelle said that this is not a problem for you. He has taught you how to deal with it."

Speaking of this, Brother Faying looked around carefully again, and then he turned to Ruibo's ear and said, "Remember not to go to the place where the red smoke floats. My subordinates will guide you and tell you where there is danger."

"How is Frera ready?" Ribo asked.

"Don't worry, once there is any movement, your women will hide in the tunnel. The exits of the tunnel will be blocked from it. Even if they are to be dug out, it will not be possible in a short while. By that time, Kelle would have been back with his men." Brother Faying said disapprovingly: "Don't you believe in the eldest sister yet?"

After saying this, Brother Faying left Ruibo and walked towards the gate.

"Be careful yourself," said Ribo.

Brother Faying did not answer. He raised his hand into his pocket. When he took it out, he held a crossbow similar to that found in his palm.

Brother Faying shook the crossbow in his hand and walked towards the distance.

Ruibo was relieved. He believed that this was Mr. Hyde's arrangement. I guess all these crossbows were from the hands of skilled craftsmen in Nangang.

...

In the sturdy building of the headquarters of the Legal Affairs Bureau, officials walked in and out of the busy situation. On the square outside the door, three Legal Affairs Bureau guards were wearing full of heavy armor and waiting for the battle.

Everyone knows that something big will happen in the capital city when they see this scene.

The Law and Political Department dispatched a large number of guards to search the capital for two consecutive days. Yesterday, the impact was a civilian residential area located in the northern suburbs, and the one who was unlucky the day before yesterday was several shops in the west of the city.

None of the captains at all levels of the Guard knew where they would go today, and they didn't know what fate was waiting for them. Although the search yesterday and the day before yesterday was quite smooth, the two failures and record-breaking deaths not long ago made the guard officers and soldiers all frightened.

Everyone here has made up their minds and will never rush to the forefront of the team.

In fact, although there was no accident in the operations yesterday and the day before yesterday, compared with the two operations not long ago, this time they lacked confidence because this operation did not mobilize the "Paladin".

The only reinforcement was the personal bodyguard of the little heir of Sethburg, who looked gloomy and terrifying.

A luxuriously decorated chief's office is built on the top floor of the Legal Affairs Bureau building. The office, which is usually empty, is rarely crowded today.

All the officials gathered here are in charge of a key department in the Law and Political Department, and they are urgently formulating an action plan.

The target of the offensive was told two hours ago that the guards had just assembled half an hour ago, and the action was about to begin in half an hour, but there were still many details that had not been determined.

The staff stood in front of the long table, and they kept drawing circles on the map, writing incomprehensible marks.

Mr. Rabel, the "loyal dog" of His Majesty the King, was supervising the plan. He personally formulated it, but he also knew very well that all this was nothing more than an illusion.

This time the attack target was in a small town in the far suburbs of the west of the city. This was the result of the law and political bureau spreading nets from all directions over the past month. In total, five suspicious targets were discovered one after another.

However, Label knew very well that most of these strongholds were the result of Lomel deliberately leaking the information to them.

Seeing the staff gradually filling in all the details of the plan, Rabel walked towards the side door.

The side door is extremely heavy, made of top-notch wooden boards, surrounded by thick cowhide to ensure that it is tightly tucked into the door frame. No one can overheard the conversation inside from the outside.

The inner room is extremely tightly sealed, and mysterious spells are painted around to ensure that the power of magic cannot invade this place.

The Supreme Chief of the Law and Political Department was sitting on the sofa, standing beside him was the bodyguard who was even scared by Rabel who was used to seeing all kinds of ferocious people.

Rabel knew very well who this bodyguard was. The Legal Affairs Bureau has always speculated that there was such a person around Lord Hyde.

Behind the Marquis of Faru, another person with a cold expression stood.

Rabel had to admit that these excellent killers were indeed like works made from a mold, and Kordaq's expression was indeed very similar to that of this unknown bodyguard.

"Have you found the borer again?" Rabel asked.

"Yes, this time one has been added." The killer leader who specializes in the establishment and the royal family said expressionlessly.

"It's a pity that they can't be arrested." Marquis Faru said with a sigh.

"There is no need to alert the enemy now. After all, we have to thank them for passing the fake news to Lomel for us." Rabel said with a smile.

"It's really unpredictable. I didn't expect that I trusted and valued them so much. These guys actually betrayed me." Marquis Faru sighed again and shook his head and said.

"You don't need to blame yourself. Your Majesty Fifth said that as long as the method is correct, anyone can be bribed, but some people are easier." Rabel said lightly: "What's more, compared with the Pocharis family, those people are worth it. I'm really surprised that the Marquis of Pocharis, who is so cautious, dares to commit such a crime. He should be very clear about His Majesty the King's handling of the Marquis of Dehuina, who was all sentenced to treason for treason, and even a three-year-old baby is difficult to escape."

"We need not speculate on their behavior. Maybe His Majesty the Queen will forgive their family for the sake of some kinship between the Pocharlis and her. At least it will save the poor old Marquis from being grilled on the firewood. Maybe His Majesty will give him a rope, or re-energize the already rusty guillotine." Marquis Farour said with a smile.

"When will we attack the residence of Marquis Pocharli?" Marquis Farrul asked impatiently.

"After Lomel starts attacking," Keller said, with no emotion in his tone.

"Aren't you worried about an accident between your companions and our respected Earl Medin? It's so crazy to actually let Earl Medin serve as bait." Marquis Farrul said while shook his head.

"Each of us has his own work to be done, and everyone's work is quite dangerous." Kelle said coldly.

"As long as we grasp the timing very accurately, no danger will occur to anyone. The guards launched an attack on the five strongholds. Considering the low morale of the guards, it is probably a long battle to attack these strongholds that Lomel had originally planned to give up."
To be continued...