For Ruibo, the beautiful scenery from Deli to Spring has never been seen, but at this moment he is somewhat looking forward to reaching the place known as the beautiful capital as soon as possible.

However, he also knew very well that this time he was not here to play, but to give the performance that had been carefully prepared for two full weeks with a perfect ending.

"The past two weeks have just passed, it's so complicated, and a series of things are overwhelming." Suddenly, Grand Duke Foss next to him sighed.

Ruibo naturally knew what he was referring to. Except for the two conspiracy traps they carefully arranged that occupied almost all their energy, the news of the king's death had been announced, and the news spread from Palin to this place, sweeping across the earth like a gust of wind along the way.

Almost every Delizhi person has realized that the situation will change drastically, and worries and panic first reflect from the prices of goods on the market.

Almost every Delixe person was desperately storing whole bags of flour and sugar into the cellars and warehouses. The price of bacon and sausages was far more than that of fresh and delicious cattle and sheep that had just been slaughtered overnight.

Even the iron nails that had never been paid much attention to in the past have become precious, and even a city like Monach, where blacksmith shops are everywhere, has been out of stock.

However, it was not the merchants and workshop owners who really made a fortune in the business of these goods, but those who specialize in selling wounded medicines and peace talismans. They could exchange copper and silver coins with a little flour and a few pieces of paper. This was really a profitable deal. But in this turbulent moment, almost every ordinary person placed his hope on these things.

"Has the funeral time been determined?" Ribo asked softly. This was really the thing they were most worried about. Prince Henride had to attend the funeral of the king, and it was likely to turn into a close battle.

"No." The answer to this question was His Highness: "According to the convention, the funeral of the former king will never be held for the former king until the figures qualified for the throne are clearly revealed."

Rebe carefully captured every word of His Highness the Prince. He noticed that His Highness did not use "my father", but used "ex-king" to refer to the man who once supremely controlled the most powerful country on the continent.

Obviously, Grand Duke Foss also felt the atmosphere at this moment seem a little depressing. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Earl Medin, I heard that you have been to the market in the western suburbs almost every day recently. Maybe you should have visited a little less time. Although I can understand your needs very well, after all, you represent the Kingdom of Francis and are also involved with His Highness the Prince."

"Is it Mark who told you about this?" Ribo asked.

"My son is not that bad. Although he is quite jealous in his heart, he will never tell me because his attractiveness is far less than yours. In fact, I have known about the tricks Mark has done. The woman is quite famous in Monach and has a steady stream of customers. However, regardless of my affairs, even a soldier has a holiday, and the excellent commander Jedi will not ask what the soldier does during holidays." said Grand Duke Foss.

Suddenly he became a little serious and looked at Ribo solemnly: "But you are a little different. Nothing can be wrong in your words or actions. If Mark is a soldier, he is just a soldier in training, but you have already stepped onto the battlefield, you should be very clear about how dangerous your position is."

Ribo looked at Grand Duke Foss and said calmly: "If you are referring to the eyeliner sent by Grand Duke Baschmond here, I have to admit that she is very beautiful and charming."

This sudden sentence almost made Grand Duke Fosse jump up, and even the prince showed a surprised expression.

"What did you say? The spy sent by Grand Duke Bashimeng?" Grand Duke Foss said stutteringly.

"Yes, Grand Duke Bashimeng is indeed a person with far-sightedness. He had made many arrangements ten years ago. I'm afraid that the eyeliners he installed were already spread throughout the Deli Kingdom, and there might be eyes he sent to lurk in the dark in every important city."

"At least I know that there are five observation points lurking in that market that are always staring at Your Castle. One of them is the lady, who directly obtains information from those who are deeply obsessed with her wonderful body, and her husband can calculate what is about to happen based on the amount of custom-made clothes."

"The same method was also used in a custom scabbard shop. The habit of making weapons and matching decorations separately in the Kingdom of Delizhi was obviously very inspiring to Grand Duke Bashimeng. He was able to accurately know all your deployments and actions from the amount of customized scabbards."

"All the information is transmitted by a delivery merchant, which is probably the most effective and hidden messenger of the station. The highest among all the eyeliners is probably the supplier who collects horses and hires handy workers for you. He is also the mastermind behind the secretly manipulating that market. I believe that the trend of buying is indeed caused by the panic and fear of the crowd, and on the other hand, this is probably also a plan that Grand Duke Bashimeng had already formulated ten years ago."

"The goods that rose by dozens of times overnight, and the prices rose the most were the important materials needed by the army. This extremely simple arrangement could easily make it difficult for other grand dukes to compete with him in terms of sufficient supplies. If we consider that Grand Duke Bashimeng had been preparing for decades, and his spies all over the world could continue to transport the hoarded goods to his hands."

"This move alone has given him the advantage. I feel more and more that this Grand Duke Bashimeng is far wiser and stronger than anyone I have ever seen. He is definitely a terrible opponent."

"And what worries me the most is probably the last eyeliner. Even the lady didn't know what the last person was, but she was absolutely sure that the person was an officer under your command, and he was a nobleman. The only thing I know is that the officer sometimes enjoyed the body of the lady, and his movements were rough and unreasonable."

Hearing all that Ribo said, the Grand Duke Foss was no longer as shocked. He looked at Ribo with a look of fear, and after a while he asked carefully: "Earl Medin, can you be sure of all this? How did you get this information? In my opinion, even the best torture expert under my command would not be able to obtain such a large amount of and detailed information."

"Duke, have you forgotten another identity of Count Medin? The world of magicians is incredible, with many powers that ordinary people can't imagine." Prince Henride said, and suddenly he turned around and asked Ribo: "But I still don't understand one thing very well. How could the person who made the scabbard know everything? I'm afraid that it's not the only one of them in the market to make scabbards."

"Your Highness, you should be very clear that every scabbard has many parts, such inconspicuous little things as hooks and buckles, are essential to every scabbard. Whether their style is exquisite and detailed greatly affects the appearance of the entire weapon. However, ordinary soldiers will never be willing to spend too much money on scabbards, so it is almost difficult to install exquisite hooks and buckles on those scabbards."

"But once a store is willing to sell beautifully made hooks and buckles at very low prices, it is believed that other stores will definitely buy these small parts from this store, because they will definitely lose all their customers if they don't, and if there is a store that can make much more beautiful goods with the same money, it will definitely take away all the business."

"In this way, just count the number of hooks and buckles sold, then the number of long swords will be clearly known."

"I even found that in order to reduce possible mistakes, they completely change the appearance of hooks and buckles almost every month. If other stores buy too many parts, they will not be able to make all scabbards have a unified style. Only by making the number of scabbards exactly the same as the number of hooks and buckles purchased can they minimize their losses as much as possible."

Both Grand Duke Foss and Prince Henride couldn't help but breathe in the extremely fine arrangement.

"If all this is the strategy that Lord Baschmond came up with, I really doubt whether I can be qualified to be an enemy of him." Prince Henride said worriedly.

"Your Highness, you don't need to be too worried. At this moment, isn't there a wise man who is enough to compete with Grand Duke Bashimeng next to you? Being able to see through such a profound deployment can naturally also crack the other tricks of Grand Duke Bashimeng." Grand Duke Foss said quickly.

Just in a moment, the old man who once considered himself very high had made a decision. He would never make any decision on all matters about Grand Duke Bashimeng, because he had just discovered that it was obvious that neither Grand Duke Bashimeng nor this foreign boy could see through his eyes. The strategies formulated by guys like them were also difficult for his relatively dull brain to easily understand. Only after he explained in detail could he understand, but after understanding it, he was very scared.

"Grand Duke Foss, you value me too much. Just from this deployment of Grand Duke Bassmond, I have deeply felt that he is the only wise man I have ever seen in my life who has extraordinary strategies. If my guardian Lord Hyde and Mr. Eckert are here, maybe I still have enough courage, but at this moment, I don't even have any confidence." Rebow said with a frown.

His words filled the other two people in the carriage with sorrow, and the one who was most worried was undoubtedly His Highness.

Just a few days ago, he was thinking and thinking about how to make it impossible for him to become a threat to him after this little devil from the Kingdom of Francis helped him defeat all his opponents and ascend to the throne successfully.

But at this moment, the prince suddenly woke up. It was far from time to think about these things. Even with the evil wisdom possessed by this little devil, it would be not easy to make him move to the throne smoothly. After all, there is another powerful opponent ahead, with no wisdom or strength to block it. This is the problem he really needs to worry and think about at this moment.

"However, as long as everything goes well today, although I cannot guarantee that I can make His Highness the Prince ascend the throne, at least I can make you safe." Ruibo sighed and said. This is indeed his truth, but there is also a pretending element in it.

"In this way, today is the key to success or failure." The prince looked out the window with a serious look.

The spring scene outside the window could not calm his mood at all, and even the green buds sprouted on the branches did not resonate with the prince's heart. His heart was filled with worries and anxiety, and these two negative emotions were quietly licking his heart.

The carriage drove smoothly and rapidly on the spacious Tongjun Avenue, and the carriage looked almost the same as the carriages driving along the roadside.

There were suitcases placed in a mess on the top of the carriage, and a tarpaulin tent made the owner of the carriage look like those merchants or travelers who were running around all day.

Sitting in the coachman's seat was a middle-aged man with a dusty face, sitting next to him was a deputy with a straw hat on his face with his back against the front wall of the carriage, as if he was already asleep.

Behind the carriage was another carriage. The wheels of the two carriages and the thick soil stained beside the carriage proved that the two carriages had already gone on a long journey.

No one would pay special attention to these two ordinary carriages. Even the checkpoints passed along the way were just a simple checkpoint and then the carriages were put through.

But this ordinary carriage was stopped when it was about to arrive at its destination.

The spacious Tongjun Avenue was filled with a long string of carriages, and there were noisy shouts everywhere. Both the coachman and the passengers sitting in the car were shouting and scolding in various rude languages.

"It's so bad. We should have thought that such an accident would happen." Grand Duke Foss looked out the window with concern.

"Do we change our clothes and enter Trost as our real identity?" asked Grand Duke Foss carefully.

"It's better not to do this. Any situation may happen before the ruling of the hearing. Grand Duke Sham may choose tough measures. It is always easier and safer to hide in the dark to clean up the mess than to stand in the most obvious place." Ruibo shook his head and said.

"Is there any way to sneak into Trost?" Ribo asked.

"There is a dense forest in the north, and the carriage may be difficult to pass through, but riding a horse through time is easy." said Grand Duke Foss.

"Then drive the carriage to the hidden place, let Segent stay and guard the carriage, so that no one can find or get close to it. The others happen to be one horse, and Master Og will be taken care of by me." His highness immediately ordered, his expression seemed extremely serious.

It was not easy to exit from the long crowded traffic, but every man in the delhi is the best driver. The commander of the Fierce Wind proved the authenticity of this sentence and successfully drove the carriage to the grass next to him.

Compared with Tongjun Avenue, the grass seemed a bit bumpy. Fortunately, this bumpy journey was not very long. When the carriage turned over a hill, a dense forest appeared in front of everyone.

As the grand duke said, it is indeed difficult for a carriage to pass through this dense forest, but it is very appropriate to hide the carriage here. The only trouble is that when Ruibo and the others wanted to get off the car, they found that the door really couldn't be completely opened.

For Ruibo, it was no problem to get out of that gap, but for the grand Duke Fosse, it was obviously a problem.

Because of this, the window had to temporarily assume the responsibility of the car door, the only thing that is thankful is that both His Highness and Foster have strong arms.

One stood outside the car and the other stood in the car. Two strong arms finally made Grand Duke Foss crawl out intact.

At this moment, Kelle had already prepared the horses, and all the horse harnesses were already ready. Before setting off, they had considered any possible accidents. It was also because of this reason that the four horses that pulled the cart were all good horses from Grand Duke Foss who were selected from one hundred horses.

Everyone in this vocation is a good horse riding player. Even the old magician doesn't need anyone to take care of him. It's like passing through this dense jungle at a glance. The only thing that makes people feel a little annoying is the spider silk woven between the trees.

Just as everyone was creeping out of the jungle and seeing the bright sunshine again, suddenly a sharp sound of war horns came from afar, and then a team of cavalry rushed towards the place.

"Oh no, I accidentally met a patrolman." Foster quickly reported.

"Where is the group of troops? Sham's subordinates or soldiers of the Southern Corps?" Prince Henride asked with a frown.

"It seems to be the patrol cavalry of the Southern Legion. I saw their breastplate decorated with the Delizhi Army badge." Foster replied, apparently with sharp eyes far beyond ordinary people, which allowed him to see clearly what others could not see.

"No matter whose subordinates they are, we don't have time to stay longer, let alone expose our identity. The slightest mistake may completely fail our plan." Ruibo suddenly said firmly. After all this, he suddenly pressed his belt and pulled out the black sword.

Almost subconsciously took out a hand towel from his chest and gently wiped the slender black sword body. A faint blue light immediately appeared on the only sharp blade that was not dyed black.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance: "People over there are not allowed to move around casually. Get off the horse. If you have any actions to resist the order, you will bear all the consequences."

The prince glanced at the patrol guard that was gradually surrounding him, and suddenly he reached out and pulled out the long sword tied to his waist.

This was undoubtedly a signal. Almost as the long sword was unsheathed, the commander of the Fierce Wind was already shooting towards the patrol soldiers.

This is obviously a one-sided battle, but the fewer people are the ones who have the upper hand.

Although these patrol members are brave and tenacious soldiers, and have been strictly trained to be impeccable in terms of tactics and martial arts, the opponents they encounter are too strong.

Two bright sword lights flashed by, and the four cavalry leaders were cut horizontally, including their men and horses.

Before the rest of the people could react, suddenly, from the corner where they could not see clearly, a few faint sword shadows flew out from under the horse's belly.

The bright sword light and the deadly long sword that had no trace almost instantly made these patrol cavalry corpses fall to the ground, and these brave soldiers fell to the ground without even the chance to resist.

With the joint efforts of these two people with super strength, the battle became a matter of moment. When the others rushed over, their job was to carry the bodies.

"With perfect teaming up, the combination of you two is probably not to worry even when facing thousands of troops." Grand Duke Foss said sincerely as he looked at all in front of him.

"You have never seen a more perfect combination. It is a combination of magic and martial arts, and that is the real strength." Foster said calmly. He looked at the killer king behind him and looked at the little heir of Serthburgh. The scene in the Bart Forest once again appeared in front of him. At this moment, he was extremely grateful that they all survived fortunately.

Throwing the bodies of the patrol soldiers into the woods, the group continued to move forward, as if nothing had happened, and the battle just now had been forgotten by them.

Because of the lessons of the past and because of worrying that we would meet the patrol team again along the way, the group carefully shuttled and detoured in the dense forest, and the keen leader of the Fierce Wind pioneered the way in the front

As before, Trost is a busy and noisy scene. This city is an extremely grand palace where the royal family stayed when they visited the south by Deli to the royal family. However, in addition to its magnificent momentum, Trost is even more praised for her exquisite and ingeniousness.

Although many people say that this city is too slender like a woman, it does not harm the world's praise for her.

At this moment, in Ribo's opinion, this city was indeed completely different from other Delizhi cities he had seen, and in fact he had never seen such a delicate and soft place.

Everything here is indeed like a group of beautiful women dancing gracefully. Every building around is covered with curly beautiful lace. The residents of Trost obviously like the Francks. Because of this, every conspicuous place here will inevitably be occupied by an exquisite statue.

Even the railings on both sides are definitely not ordinary cylindrical strips. The railings with spiral shapes are already too ordinary, and they are more exquisite railings with copper-cast leaves and flowers dotted on them like vines.

Ruibo even felt that the ground in this place was full of feminine beauty. The ground was spliced ​​with colorful bricks to form beautiful patterns.
To be continued...