"ah?"

Ella didn't want to add a few more people to the team. If the Baron was asked to follow, he wouldn't know when he was exposed that he was not the Duke of Aquitaine.

So she refused very seriously: "No, we don't need more guards."

"There are no more guards, my knights are all powerful figures. If it really doesn't work, I can lead the team myself..."

Ella couldn't resist the Baron and hurriedly gave Amy a wink, so Amy said in more serious words: "Please don't, this will add trouble to us. You don't want to add trouble to the Duke of Aquitaine, do you?"

The baron then let go and smiled angrily.

However, when Ella and others set off the next day, the Baron still followed with a team of people.

"We are going to go to Versailles if we have something to do," he explained with a smile, "Is there a way to go?"

Not only did it take a short walk, but it went straight to the terminal. But the Baron insisted that he was going to the Palace of Versailles to meet his lord, and Ella couldn't force them to drive them away.

So the team became like this: the son of the Duke of Normandy walked far away with the knights to be sentrymen, so as not to contact too much with the Baron's men. Ella and her group walked in the middle, with "mercenaries" guarding each side, while the Baron and his knight followed behind. The Baron came up from time to time to talk to Ella.

"Thanks to you, you are walking on this road. I really dare not." He said slickly, "The baron in front of me doesn't manage the affairs of the territory at all, making the territory a nest of thieves, and often affecting my territory. I have to suppress bandits several times a year, and I am simply a bastard. I have wanted to meet the consul for a long time, but I have never dared to cross the thieves' den. Fortunately, you have brought so many people, and I will definitely remember this favor in my heart!"

Amy, who was beside him, gave the baron a blank look. His words were very clever, turning the initial "protecting Ella's team" into "protected by Ella's team", making Amy unable to find a reason to drive them away.

Ella spread her hands towards the baron: "Give the money."

"Ha?" Baron was stunned, "Money? What's the money?"

"Hotel fees. You can't just want my team to protect your transit for nothing, right?"

"Well……"

Since the words were said, the Baron could not go back on his word, so he could only bear the pain and slapped a wallet into Ella's hand.

But when he thought that this was actually a gift to the Duke's messenger, his mood improved again, and he said more:

"Look at it, the fields are deserted! The local barons can't even find serfs who can help them cultivate the land well!"

"Um."

Saying too much may reveal your identity, Ella can only respond with the simplest voice expressionlessly.

"Look at it, all these serfs who have walked by are as thin as straws. How did the barons here govern the territory!"

"Um."

"Look, there are still people quarreling there! Alas, the local lord can't do it, it's just that it will cause all kinds of disputes!"

"Um."

"For such a lord, the son he taught must not be very good. I think we should just skip this family and go to the next baron's house to see..."

Until Ella entered the local baron's house and had a reception banquet, the baron was still talking bad things about the local baron:

"Look, what are the food here? How can I give this to the messenger of the Duke of Aquitaine? Do you think children who grow up with these things can develop normally..."

The local baron was not willing to be outdone, and left the dining table angrily, and then walked back angrily with a spear.

"Go out!" he shouted to the baron, "We are going to duel with you!"

"It's a duel, who's afraid of whom!" The baron also slapped the table and stood up, "The failed person consciously withdraws from this bride!"

Both Barons rushed outside the house, and the dining table was suddenly empty, leaving only Ella's people.

Ella sat at the dining table and took a bite of bread.

"Your Majesty, you see they are all going to duel." Amy was crying, "If someone was injured, wouldn't this matter be troublesome?"

Ella finally woke up—

"Let's go right away! Ravi, don't be too busy hiding the chicken in your clothes! If you want to hide it, you can also hide it in the sack! We can eat it separately on the way!"

But they didn't run far, and the two barons followed with each other:

"Don't leave! I'm going to visit the consul of Versailles, please bring me with me!"

"Me, so do I! I will also go to Versailles Palace to meet the consul!"

In this way, the team had another team of knights escorts.

——A few days later, the city area outside Versailles.

Alfred walked past the block with a team of fully armed knights. Next to him was a short man covering his head with a black burqa. From the burqa, a very rough voice like a savage came from:

"Alpha Fred, do you think, is it possible that the Count of Ile de France is not really in Versailles?"

"If it's not in Versailles, where else can it be?"

"The lord of a country personally visited the capitals of other countries, but was avoided three times in a row." The short man said, "This is a great diplomatic insult. If the Count of Ile-de-France is in the Palace of Versailles, this behavior would be enough to provoke a war."

"Don't be so angry," said Alfred. "We are here to cooperate with Scipio this time, and wait for her to come and make a decision."

"She's better come." said the short man, "I'm afraid she can't withstand the pressure of the Tianfang Church."

"She will come. I'm sure she will come in a very secretive way." Alfred said, "Watch on the crowds that are walking around, maybe there's Sebed inside."

Before he finished speaking, a sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from afar!

A team of nearly a hundred people came in a mighty manner. They lined up with family emblems on their shields to form more than ten small square arrays, and the queues of each square array were extremely neatly arranged. They each held the family flag, and they were like a competition, straightening their chests and heads.

Just as passers-by were talking about which great nobleman was coming, a wild singing and the sound of hand drums came:

"Hi, hey, hey! Hi, hey, hey! Hi, hey, hey! Hi, hey, hey! Hi, hey!"

There are shrill bone whistles on it, and female voices and songs:

"Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow!"

A high platform, like a stage, slowly rolled in under the escort of the knights. The naked Awutmok and the Aztlan warriors clapped their hands and sang songs, and were busy rolling on the stage, roaring, holding torches and performing fire-breathing.

Sivadon, wearing the priest's grey robe, raised a bloody piece of flesh high towards the sun, and sang to Otmok and the others.

Ella sat on a chair next to Sivadon, leaning on her head motionlessly, thinking about life.

The stage rolled over, followed by a group of maids holding flowers, scattering the petals to both sides of the road.
Chapter completed!