After reporting everything to His Majesty the King, Bulvo's tense mind finally relaxed a little.

Now, he has informed the king of all the inside story. This means that he does not know more clues than the king, and naturally he does not bear the first responsibility for other changes in the future.

After years of training, he can already use this set of push-ups to perfection.

There was no sign of happiness and anger from the king's face, but he just said in a deep voice, "I understand" and there was no subsequent text.

After leaving the palace, Bulvo was hesitating whether to return to the city guard headquarters to continue to deal with the matter. But as soon as he got on the carriage, this idea was dispelled by him.

Ecos sat in the carriage without moving.

He resisted the shock that appeared for a moment and sat opposite him as if nothing had happened.

The door is closed and the wheels are slowly started.

Ekos raised his hand to set up a barrier to isolate the inside and outside of the carriage.

Seeing that he had finished setting up, Burwo asked: "Why is Mr. Ekos coming to see me this time?"

"I heard about the recent rumors in the royal capital."

Wien's voice was cold. "I heard that, Lord Bulvo, you are also involved in this matter?"

He was not ready to expose the fact that the person who sneaked into Chapman's estate was Ecos.

This time I came to Bulvo to find out the news, and also to try my best to clear the suspicion of Ecos.

If you have the ability to do this without knowing it, you may not be able to count even if you search the entire capital.

"No, no, I just happened to have some personal relationship with Earl Chapman..." Bulvo defended, "In fact, I was also surprised when I learned about this."

Although Van looked expressionless, he sneered twice in his heart.

——If I hadn’t seen the account book, I would have believed it.

He was obviously an insider and even accepted the benefits of Chapman before turning a blind eye to what he did.

It seems that no matter how nice the rebel camp is, it is just an interest group hidden behind the scenes.

As long as the price is right, they don't mind working with anyone, in any way.

Some were disappointed.

However, Wien had not put all his hopes on these people.

So he quickly changed the subject.

"Mr. Burwo, will you keep track of it?" Ekos asked, "This is a great opportunity to weaken the prestige of the kingdom officials and even the royal family."

Burwo showed some embarrassment, "It depends on what His Majesty the King means. When he saw him just now, he just said 'I know' and said nothing else."

--knew?

Did you know the meaning long ago?

Wien frowned.

"Don't you start investigating if he doesn't give instructions?" he asked back.

Burwo took a deep breath.

"The City Guard... looks majestic, but in fact it is just a dog of His Majesty the King."

However, Wien seemed not to be moved by his words.

"Is this your personal opinion, or is it the rebel headquarters?" Ecos hit the nail on the head of the head.

Upon hearing this, Bulvo's expression was stagnant and seemed a little strange.

It seems that the atmosphere of grief and anger was not successfully brewed.

He remained silent.

So Wien understood that it was because of his personal reasons that he did not want to have a direct conflict with His Majesty the King.

Just as his position as commander-in-chief was obtained from the trust of the king, he did not want to lose these things.

Akos smiled coldly.

"Lord Bulvo, it's very difficult to start and end well. But don't let the whole ladder that has finally reached this point in my life collapse because of taking the wrong path."

It seems to be a threat, but also seems to be a reminder.

Bulwo opened his mouth and wanted to say something. As soon as he looked up, the figure in front of him disappeared.

Everything that happened just now was like having a dream of both illusion and real.

He couldn't help but subconsciously clenched his fists.

...

Wenn quietly visited many places, and Wien collected a lot of information.

What made him feel a little strange was that there seemed to be no sudden large number of strange children around the royal capital.

The previous batch of people who were picked up were like a drop of water melting into the pool without leaving any trace.

"In the long run, such a roughly stable source of population...what do you want to do? Is it really just to make a profit for selling yourself?"

He remembered the last time Norman Laird, and President Dalsey was preparing to make a rebellion.

The two people wanted to kidnap all the children in the warehouse at that time.

Is it because, do they know something?

He hesitated whether he would meet those two people.

He dealt with all the living witnesses in the underground space of Chapman Manor and then dispersed.

People with a heart will naturally obtain some important information from them.

Only the man who was suspected of awakening magic in the middle of the journey and the woman in black and white maid costumes were locked in the basement of another village in the family.

It’s not that he wants to open the Internet, but that he still has many guesses that need to be proved by these two people.

After having dinner at home, he found an excuse to go out and went to the basement.

Although the nobles outside were in chaos, the dining table of the Wenche family was particularly calm.

It feels quite relaxed and uncontested.

Wien didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Perhaps according to Elliot's original plan, Chris should be able to live his life safely and happily.

But he is not Chris. When he encounters what he wants to do, he will not stop moving forward.

At most, try not to involve the storm on these irrelevant people.

The basement was wet and dark, but when Vien stepped into it this time, it became much dry inside.

A special mechanism is established to suppress the flow of some magic power. This half-baked guy called Marchi should not be able to break through.

After glanced at the empty bread bag on the table, Wien turned his gaze to the maid standing aside in a silence.

For safety reasons, March was already tied to a wooden stand by him, and only the maid could feed him some food.

"Go out with me." Wien said to the maid.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, March seemed to have been strongly stimulated and resisted violently.

Even the wooden frame behind him was constantly making harsh sounds by his struggle, as if it would break at any time.

"What are you going to do? Don't touch her!" He yelled at Wien as if he lost his mind.

The maid also showed a slightly scared look.

Wien smiled coldly and said, "I insisted on touching her, how can you do to me?"
Chapter completed!