The sound of "ding ding dangdang" has been echoing in my ears since three o'clock, and the ancient castle is filled with this messy and noisy sound.

Ruibo pushed open the curtains, and there were still faint stars in the sky outside the window. Suddenly he felt a strong wind whistling towards him. He flashed slightly to the side and reached out to catch the flying pillow.

"It doesn't matter to me, it seems that there is no need to vent my silence on me." Ruibo said with a smile, and he slowly walked to the edge of the bed to comfort Furira, who was full of anger.

"Isn't this a bad idea you came up with?" Furira, who was sleepy, moaned in a coquettish manner.

"How could I have thought that the lord of the Deli Kingdom would use his castle as a warehouse for storing and accepting goods." Ruibo said frowningly. At this moment, he finally knew what kind of results would be obtained if he did not fully understand something.

"I want you to be responsible for compensation." A cunning look flashed in Frera's eyes.

Ruibo naturally knew what the so-called compensation was, and he was willing to accept this compensation happily.

Throwing his nightgown from a distance, Rebow turned over and jumped onto the bed, and immediately he and Frera became intimate, and could not even find a gap.

There was not much madness, because there was enough madness last night. Although both Ribo and Frera could always produce nearly infinite passion, they just wanted to keep this at this moment, which made Frera feel extremely warm, and Ribo seemed to have found a paradise that calmed him.

"Do you really plan to assist His Highness, Prince Delizhi, ascend the throne with all your heart?" Frera asked softly in his ear.

"At this moment, we don't seem to have a second choice. At least His Highness Henride is our ally for the time being, and one of his enemies has formed an alliance with Prince Phillips. This is undoubtedly an extremely bad thing for us. If the other party succeeds, it will mean the arrival of a catastrophe for both His Highness and us." Rebbo also lowered his voice and said, not worried about magical spying eyes. What really worried him was the ears that were pressed against the wall next door.

"You may be more considering your unborn child. That Majesty Queen will give birth to a successor to the throne for you." Frera's tone was filled with jealousy.

"I always wonder why you never feel jealous of Miss Lanti, but you always feel resentful of the Queen." Rebbo quickly changed the subject because he knew very well that entanglement on this topic for too long would only make him more and more unfavorable, because Frera liked to be entangled in this matter.

"It's very simple, because I know very well that when Lanti was with you, she was enduring your destruction. Not every woman in this world can fully enjoy the sweetness and fun between men and women. And that Queen, I'm afraid she has become a prisoner of your weapon. I really want to see if she still maintains that noble appearance when she is with you." Frera said indignantly.

Rebow would not take what Frira said seriously, because he knew very well that a woman could easily find ten thousand reasons if she didn't like another woman.

"Aren't you worried that the prince will immediately turn over to deal with you after ascending the throne? He is not a simple person, even Hyde has a very high evaluation of him." Frera suddenly said with concern.

"I have indeed been worried about this, but it is probably not easy for the prince to ascend the throne smoothly. It blocks many steep and extremely steep mountains in front of him. In my opinion, almost all of those mountains are insurmountable."

"The leader of the 'Bloodthirs' Legion is no longer able to deal with it by ordinary methods. Even if Kelle ventures to assassinate him, it may not be easy."

"Not to mention the Kane family, the most troublesome thing is not the strength of this family, but the fact that this family has many candidates that can be replaced is probably difficult to make this family disappear from the world's vision even if it has a complete victory on the battlefield."

"And the most difficult thing to deal with is the Grand Duke of Bassmon, who is a person whom even Mr. Hyde highly praised. Although we can cast shadows and dirt on his noble reputation, it may not be easy to give him a real blow."

"These three mountains are not something that Eckert taught me to deal with. The true nature of the "bloodthirsty" leader was never known to anyone. Even Eckert mentioned that all the illusions he gave to others were superficial."

"The Kane family has too many heirs, and it is useless to attack any of them. Too many people also allows them to better examine their own shortcomings and make up for possible loopholes. Although too many people also causes them to lose many opportunities that they should have seized in time, this has already made this family an untreatable target."

"What's more, the most powerful and terrifying thing is not this family with many descendants, but the nearly perfect Grand Duke Bashenmon. He has no choice but to an opponent with no shortcomings, neither Ekter nor me, and the strength he possesses makes us unable to rely on strength and suppress him."

"Because of this, I have never really thought about letting His Highness ascend the throne. As long as he can confront other forces, it will be enough."

"If you want to do this, the first step is to give His Highness the Prince enough strength. If you can successfully seize the territory and position of Grand Duke Shamu this time, this first step will be completed."

"The second step is to weaken the strength of Grand Duke Bashimeng as much as possible. He is the strongest among the forces confronting each other. If he does not weaken his power, others will be swallowed by him one by one sooner or later."

"On the contrary, the Kane family can be used as a buffer and balance force. They are like elephants. Their huge bodies give them amazing defense capabilities, but at the same time they often lose the ability to respond quickly and have sufficient aggressiveness."

"Let these strong men confront each other, anyway, the passage of time will make them grow old. After all, His Highness the Prince is young, and he has time. He can spend decades to slowly crawl into the front of the throne, just like that Prince Phillips." Ruibo said with a smile.

"Crawl? Crash? What else?" Frera seemed to have not heard Ribo say anything at all. She gently used her slender and sharp nails to circle Ribo's neck, and asked in a low voice in the little lover's ear as if she was murmuring.

Ruibo naturally knew Frera's hints clearly, but in fact, a part of his body was no longer under his control.

The room immediately filled with thick sensation, and there were the moans and breaths.

In the yard in front of the castle, wooden barrels are neatly arranged there, each weapon is tied together, and thick belts tie them tightly. These weapons are loaded into the barrels so that they will not be damaged by collision during transportation.

Grand Duke Foss summoned almost all the guards in the castle to carry out the work, and his adult children were responsible for probing the quality of each weapon.

Those unqualified weapons were thrown into wooden barrels aside, and almost everyone seemed meticulous about this work.

The continuous jingling sound continued from dawn to noon. During this period, not only did the Grand Duke Foss never take a step immediately, but even his children who were responsible for checking their weapons did not rest for a moment.

For these people who are working hard, whether it is the servant or the grand duke himself, breakfast is just two slices of bread with ham slices.

This surprised Ruibo, who happened to see all this. Looking at the daughters of the Grand Duke who was working, Ruibo could not imagine that the woman who was in a good position was also engaged in such a job that he thought should definitely belong to men.

"You seem a little surprised." Suddenly, the voice of the prince came from beside him. He was holding a teacup in his hand like Ribo. It was a treasure that Grand Duke Foss only used to entertain the guests - the tea leaves that he finally got from the Thor Empire.

Hearing the voice of his speech, the grandfather noticed the two VIPs standing beside him.

"Earl Medin was very surprised at what?" Grand Duke Foss asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid Count Medin is incredible that your daughter is doing that extremely important work." His Highness Prince Henride said with a smile.

The eldest prince immediately let out a pleasant laugh, and the laughter even alarmed everyone in the yard.

"I believe that every Francis who see this scene will definitely be extremely surprised. I guess in the eyes of you Francis, women may be like the one on your bed, and should be used only for fun and nurturing." Grand Duke Foss said with a smile.

"You may have misunderstood. In Francis, women's status is much higher than you think. They are the most precious treasures and are cared for by everyone." Ruibo shrugged and said.

"I am very frank, it seems to me the same. I'm afraid no one can tell whether it's respect. But the women in your place are definitely not as capable as women. Not only are my daughters familiar with the performance of these weapons, they have been wiping my treasures with their brothers since they were five years old."

"They even have their own swordsmanship, and although no one has ever forced them to do this, my daughters know all about my beloved horses, and they know how to trim the horses and nail the horseshoes."

"My daughters are even excellent commanders, but the soldiers they command are servants and cooks in the castle. But I can guarantee that the team of servants and cooks under my daughters can fight against the same number of soldiers from the Kingdom of Francis without losing." Grand Duke Foss said happily, with excitement and pride even above his face.

Ribo did not intend to make more confusing about everything that Grand Duke Foss said, because he had seen the combat effectiveness of the escort of the Law and Political Department, and he did not guarantee who would be the ultimate winner when the soldiers of the Law and Political Department guards faced against Deli Zhichuang.

In addition, he knew another thing, that is, although his own riding skills were quite superb and excellent, he knew nothing about repairing horse hooves and nailing horseshoes.

Once again, Rubo picked up the teacup and took a sip to answer.

"Earl Medin, it seems that our swords can be transported to Grand Duke Sham. I don't know when the work of summoning the troupe will start," asked the prince.

Even Grand Duke Foss immediately raised his ears, and he naturally understood what His Highness the Prince was saying, and this was also one of his most concerned things.

"Have you not started looking for a suitable actor yet?" asked Ribo, his pretended surprise, which made the two noble people feel a little nervous.

"I originally thought I had written the outline and after you perfected the script, the work of finding actors and rehearsing was already underway. After all, it would take a lot of time just to build the stage." Ruibo said with a frown.

His successful performance immediately made the Grand Duke Foss next to him panic, and even the prince became a little anxious.

"Maybe it's time to take every step now. I'm sending someone to choose the stage. I don't know how much time it takes. The selection of actors may not be easy. If the actors don't have much weight, the performance will not be too exciting. Because of this, it is necessary to find an actor who is emotional and has fierce and powerful performances, and the one who acts in the opposite scene also needs to have similar qualities. In addition, the higher the status of the two actors, the better. Only when a famous actor performs, can the performance cause a sensation." Ruibo said.

Hearing this, the eldest prince immediately responded quickly and asked the housekeeper beside him to replace the eldest son who was working.

He leaned to his son's ear and spoke carefully for a while. The majestic grandfather took out a leather ticket clip from his pocket on his chest. He pulled out two gold dollar exchange volumes from the ticket clip and handed them to his eldest son.

"This matter must be done properly and quickly, but everything is more careful." Facing his son, the Grand Duke Foss seemed extremely strict and calm.

After sending the eldest son away, Grand Duke Foss sighed and said, "In my opinion, the person who is most suitable for this job should be Count Medin. It's a pity that you are really an obvious target. Once you are discovered, it will easily attract others' attention."

Ruibo nodded slightly, and suddenly he asked as if he remembered something, "I don't know how the bards and artists were invited?"

The prince and the grandfather Foss were stunned again, but they both quickly understood what Ribo was talking about.

"I have prepared another performance before one scene started. Does this seem a bit too hasty? Besides, our energy is really limited and we cannot take care of these two performances at the same time." Grand Duke Foss said worriedly.

"In my opinion, now is the only most suitable moment. Once our first performance is successful, we will be the target of the audience's attention. The audience always has a strong curiosity. They will definitely guess the development of the plot next. There are definitely many people with high-sighted eyes among these audiences. If they see the preparation we have made and find clues, maybe before the climax of the performance arrives, they have already guessed the ending of the scene." Ruibo said solemnly.

These words immediately alerted Prince Henride and Grand Duke Foss. They naturally knew what terrible consequences would occur once the plan was exposed.

It was already a very bad thing for them to just attract the attention of the Grand Duke of Bashimeng, not to mention that no one could guess what method the Grand Duke of Bashimeng should use to retaliate.

Grand Duke Bashimeng has never lacked talented people and the means he can use are also difficult to understand, let alone be prevented.

As soon as they think of this, the two noble figures couldn't help but frown.

"Okay, I will gather those bards and artists right away, and make sure to fulfill your vision as soon as possible." Grand Duke Foss nodded repeatedly and said.

Seeing the solemn appearance of the Grand Duke Foss, Rebow was quite satisfied. At this moment, he finally understood why Mr. Hyde told him that as a person who commanded the overall situation behind the scenes, he had a unique and unique feeling, and this feeling was really great.

Ruibo felt that he was becoming more and more addicted to this feeling and fell in love with this game more and more.

"By the way, Earl Medin, when Miluen paid the weapon I asked him to make, he also brought the fine sword you customized for him." Grand Duke Foss said casually, and he turned around and ordered another butler to get a heavy package.

The outside of the package is tightly sealed with thick oil paper, and the locked leather buckle is even sealed with fire wax.

Ruiboxin tore the thick oil paper open, which was wrapped in the oil paper. The sword did look very similar to the sword that Princess Shia tied under her skirt. The short hilt was not equipped with a handguard, but only a small bend to prevent the palm from sliding forward.

Ruibo gently flicked the hilt with his fingers, and the hilt made a hollow sound, which made him quite satisfied.

The dark sword body made him even more happy. The countless intertwined feathers on the sword body made the thin sword seem to be woven from the feathers of the fallen angel who fell into the abyss of hell, which made the thin sword full of evil and deep feeling.

Even the majestic and strong grand duke could not help but take a step back when he saw the slender sword that was slightly trembling. Although he had already learned the existence of this extremely fatal thin sword from the two guards, a hint of uncontrollable chill rose in his heart when facing this fatal sword.

"Why don't there be scabbards?" Ribo felt a little surprised.

"In the Kingdom of Delizhi, the shops that build weapons generally do not make scabbards for those weapons, because in the eyes of weaponists, sealing the blade of the sword with scabbard will bring them bad luck, which will make them unable to create sharp weapons. Therefore, in Delizhi, the work of making scabbards is completed by another group of craftsmen." Prince Henride quickly explained.

Only then did Ruibo understand why the weapons in the yard were not sheathed, but were placed in wooden barrels.

"Mark is about to go to the farm in the suburbs to do business. If you want, you can go with him. The market for decorating weapons and custom accessories is in the western suburbs, where you only need an hour to have a scabbard that satisfies you." Grand Duke Foss said diligently.

Rebow agreed happily about this proposal. In addition to his desire to walk around and appreciate the unique customs and folk customs here, another reason was that he really wanted to leave the castle temporarily. The noisy metal collision sound made him hate it, but looking at the weapons that had not been inspected, this noise may continue until late at night.

Since entering Deli to the Kingdom, many things have surprised Rebow, just as at this moment he was sitting on this light and open carriage, and the one who drove the carriage was the boy named Mark, the fourth son of Grand Duke Foss, who was about the same age as him.

In Franx, he never saw any noble child driving a carriage himself. Even at the beginning, there were not even a few noble boys riding horses. The style of riding was popular because of his horse racing performance. Obviously, everything here is completely different from Franx.

However, Ribo also deeply felt that the majesty possessed by the title of the Delix noble among the people in Francis, when the noble carriage passes, unless those who like to flatter or have other intentions will nod and bow to the carriage, and most people just dodge aside.

But here, everyone on the roadside bowed respectfully, while the young man around him, who was about the same age as him, showed a noble and proud look.

All of this made Ruibo feel incredible. He even guessed that if the noble carriages passed through this street all day, perhaps the common people would not have to work, and they would probably have to be busy bowing and saluting all day.

However, Ribo quickly realized that his imagination would not happen, because he saw that the road ahead seemed increasingly crowded, and it was obvious that there would never be carriages here often. If they were not riding in a carriage, they would probably have been deeply involved.
To be continued...