Early summer in Franck City is the most lively season, and today this noisy city seems even more crowded.

Because today is the day when the envoy of the Delizhi Kingdom left Franck and returned to his country.

But if it was just the Prince of Delizhi, he would not have the same appeal as he is now.

For the civilians in the capital, what they really care about is the little heir of Sethborough who was traveling with him.

Almost everyone was convinced that the little heir's journey was just like that of Lord Eckert to the Kingdom of Ing, not as an envoy to accompany him, but as a conqueror, he used as an astonishing amount of money and unimaginable interests to buy that terrifying and powerful kingdom.

Everyone in the capital waited for the little Count to return triumphantly with rich spoils.

For the nobles in the capital, attending the grand farewell ceremony is undoubtedly a great opportunity to deepen the relationship with the young count.

In fact, the little heir of Sethburg had long become an important figure in the Kingdom of Francis. Not only did the Elders' House propose to award him the title of Marquis, but the Holy See granted him the title of Knights Team Leader, and even His Majesty the Queen also gave him the honor of his teaching.

You should know that this informal title is not that simple, and it is even more difficult to obtain than the most noble and respectable titles.

To obtain this title, not only must His Majesty the King personally propose it, but also need to vote to pass the Elders House. However, the ultimate trouble comes from the Magic Association, which can only be truly effective if the Magic Association also recognizes it.

The most difficult thing to deal with in the Magic Association are the supreme magicians, who are not people who can buy through power and money.

Because of this, in the history of the Kingdom of Francis, only three people had this title before.

All of the three people were earth-shaking figures.

The first person to win this title is the great magician Kemildit, the figure who is praised by the world as the greatest magician of all time.

The most difficult thing to have the title of a teacher is that the Majesty must have a prince who can be taught.

Since he can be taught, the prince must not be too old.

If taught by the instructor, then the prince must have the qualifications of the crown prince.

Thankfully, all conditions now exist.

A small life is nurturing in His Majesty's body. The Archbishop personally predicted that it would be a prince. For this reason, the Holy See even sent two priestesses to take care of His Majesty the pregnant Queen.

The original crown prince of the Kingdom of Francis, the frail first prince, has been bedridden all day long like his father, and his condition is even worse than that of the king.

Therefore, in the eyes of almost all Francises, when the little baby is born, the crown prince's throne will undoubtedly be transferred to his head immediately.

The establishment of the teacher in turn also confirms this matter.

However, the people in the capital also had some speculations, guessing whether the future king, who had not yet been born, really had the bloodline of His Majesty the King.

Because although the king was addicted to seeking pleasure when he was young, the rumors that he enjoyed were still talked about by people in the capital.

However, the king has already reached his twilight years, and after that shock, his situation has always been very bad. It is hard to imagine that he can still be as fierce as he was when he was young.

In fact, the people in the capital even doubted whether His Majesty, their king, still had the essence of life.

Therefore, the identity of the crown prince seems very suspicious.

The most questionable object is undoubtedly the young teacher. His reputation for conquering women was already very popular before he was known to everyone.

However, according to time calculations, when the seed of that life was planted in His Majesty's body, the little Count was indulging in magic research. There were four magicians who could prove it to him, which seemed a bit abnormal.

What's more, there is another doubtful sowinger, that is His Majesty the King's brother, His Highness Prince Phillips.

The reason why people in the capital suspected him was because, in the eyes of everyone, this prince would be the most powerful person to oppose the little heir of Sethborough.

This will not only weaken his prestige, but also establishing a new crown prince will undoubtedly set a difficult obstacle on his path to the throne.

It is obvious that when it comes to replacing the crown prince, the once-opposition palace and the Holy See are now standing on the same front.

Therefore, His Highness the Prince's choice would undoubtedly arouse suspicion from everyone.

Because of this, many people privately speculate that the crown prince who is about to be born may be the result of another private transaction between His Majesty the Queen and His Highness the Prince.

Everyone in the capital had heard some rumors that His Highness had long been very tired of his sons who had not succeeded in defeating things.

Undoubtedly, he also hopes for an heir who can comfort him.

Perhaps recreating one, with a suitable instructor, is the best choice.

Although there are all kinds of doubts, no one in the capital intends to expose this matter.

Because in their opinion, this result is undoubtedly the most perfect. The battle between the king and the prince has been resolved through this method.

The crown prince who has not yet been born is undoubtedly an angel, and his arrival resolves all crises.

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A long convoy was waiting there on Shantrongen Avenue.

The people in the capital really like this prosperous street, as if any more meaningful activities should be held here.

Whether it is welcoming or seeing off, for the people in the capital, Xiangtrongen Avenue is always the most suitable starting point.

However, it is undeniable that this avenue does have unique conditions, because the most prestigious wealthy families in the capital live here.

The long convoy cannot reach the end, and this is the crowd that sees off.

Officials of the Legal Affairs Bureau are waiting at every intersection. They must maintain order and prevent bad intentions from appearing.

These officials were wearing shiny armor and a shallow-bottomed helmet on their heads. Although they were the worst soldiers on the battlefield, they looked proud and proud in their orange-red battle robes.

On each avenue adjacent to Shantrongen Street, there were patrol cavalry riding tall horses looking around. They intercepted carriages that looked inconspicuous and obviously did not belong to the noble family from afar. Today, Shantrongen Avenue is completely closed for ordinary carriages.

On both sides of the buildings were also members of the escort team of the Law and Political Department holding heavy military crossbows, closely monitoring the movements around them. Their crossbows had already been buckled, but the arrows had not yet been placed on the bowstring.

The tense look really gives people a sense of security.

The farewell ceremony has not begun, so the flowers, ribbons, and shreds of paper that have been prepared have been placed aside.

And the citizens watching the fun were chatting in groups.

Only the team of paladins lined up at the forefront of the line, whether they or their war horses, would always be as calm and hard as that sculpture.

These paladins lined up in two rows, but they did not serve as guards and decorations. Before the crown prince from Deli to the Kingdom of Kingdom left the border of the Kingdom of Francis, they would serve as guards and bodyguards.

The paladins were wearing silver-white armor as always, and the round shield on their right arms shone brightly under the sunlight.

A spear was rested on the right side of the war horse and hung with the four-foot-long sword.

Behind the Paladin who serves as an escort are four spacious carriages.

It was a carriage specially used by wealthy nobles to travel for long distances. It was nearly twice as long as an ordinary carriage. There was an interesting thing like a balcony located at the rear end near the rear.

All the windows are close to the rear, and the spacious doors can even pass a horse.

Among the four carriages, the last one belonged to Ruibo. At this moment, there was no one in the carriage. The envoy who was about to travel fare had not arrived yet. The young heir of Serthborg and Prince Delizhi, who was about to leave Franx, were the protagonist of the farewell ceremony in the palace.

In fact, most of the carriages followed behind were also empty, and the people who saw them off were still attending the grand farewell ceremony in the palace at this moment.

Not far from the convoy is the famous Amberton Cathedral, and in the church's lounge, people who will accompany the little heirs of Sethborough are waiting there.

Kelle stood in an inconspicuous dark corner as usual, and madman Pete approached the window and recited the poems there seriously, which were written for a long journey. His gorgeous words and passionate words attracted many clergy to stop and watch.

In the small living room next to the lounge, Eckert was sitting face to face with Frera.

Frera savored the tea on her own, while Eckert was there to organize a bunch of documents.

After a while, he stopped the work and pushed the pile of documents in front of Frera.

"This is all the work I can do for you. Unfortunately, we knew very little about the Kingdom of Delizhi before this. Most of the information here was obtained through the Holy See, which may be very different from the real situation. However, the influential families of the Kingdom of Delizhi should never be mistaken. The information in this regard should be of some help to you." Eckert sighed. This was the result of all his efforts, but in his opinion, the information was obviously not sufficient.

"These things are meaningless to me. I would rather believe in my intuition. What I saw with my own eyes can tell me who will help us and who will be hostile to us." Frera said lightly: "I will leave these things to your students. He is already a veteran in this field and should be able to see something."

"You and I do things differently, and their styles are completely embarrassing, but I believe your intuition. The boss once said that my brain and your eyes are the most precious wealth he has." Eckert said with a smile.

"What does your boss have to explain to this long trip?" Frera asked lightly.

Eckert glanced at Frera and said slowly, "The boss just wants me to tell you and Ribo, be careful and take care of yourself."

Frera was silent for a moment when she heard this sentence. She recalled the true meaning contained in it. After a while, she asked again lightly: "How is my disobedient brother now? Maybe I will never hear from him again."

"You have never asked about this, so we have never told you that your younger brother went to Yilei and is working for the Holy See. He is very diligent and firm in his faith, so he is very valued by the bishops. Maybe in no time, he will be able to have a higher position."

"Is it the boss arranged this way?" Frera asked disapprovingly.

"It's not exactly the case. The boss did make some arrangements. He asked a bishop with a good relationship to take care of your younger brother a little bit, but the favor he has gained now is entirely due to his own efforts. It is not only the bishop who has a good impression of him." Eckert said, as he spoke, checking Frera's expression, and he saw a hint of comfort and deep sadness in Frera's eyes.

Eckert was not going to continue the topic because he knew very well that it would make Frera feel sad, and in fact, that little brother was everything to her, and in a sense, Ribo was just a substitute.

Because of past experiences and the same experiences, Ribo was very lucky to replace Frera's younger brother. He easily obtained the love that Frera had suppressed in his heart for a long time. It was a sister's concern and love for the younger brother who depended on each other.

But this younger brother didn't understand the truth. His eyes were blinded by secular ideas. His departure was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Frera.

Even though so many years have passed, even though Frera's heart is full of affection for Ruibo, the trauma left behind at that time has not healed, and it is a wound that can never be cured.

"By the way, the boss and I have always had something to hide from Ribo, and the couple who raised him have passed away." Eckert said, pulling the topic away.

"Did it be arranged by the boss?" Frera asked, her tone of calm.

"You should be very clear that there is no need for that right now," Eckert said, glad that Frera's attention had shifted from the sad topic.

"The boss gave the couple some money. The sailor used this money to buy a ship. He wanted to run his own fleet. Unfortunately, the God of Fate did not intend to make him a wealthy person. A storm hit the fleet, with few survivors. The woman named Betty was also on the ship. She wanted to return to Southport and see the place where she had lived for the rest of her life." Eckert sighed heavily and said.

"The boss and you must be very worried. Ruibo will doubt this matter, worried that he will think you were killing someone to silence the truth." Frera said lightly.

"According to Ribo's character, he should not be so suspicious, but we dare not place this bet. You should be very clear that Ribo is important now, and neither the leader nor me are sure to completely control him." Eckert said calmly.

"So you want to control him through me? You put your hope on me?" Frera said with a sneer.
To be continued...