When Yagel went downstairs again, there were already a lot of fewer clients in the office hall, and they should have followed their respective lawyers to return to the office.

With the friendly guidance from Miss Melinda at the front desk, he quickly found the carriage that the prince had parked on the lawn on the back door of the office.

The carriage was far away from the others and occupied a whole lot alone.

The Edsack Prince's car is much more luxurious than any Kiagel has ever seen in Joewood.

The exterior wall of the carriage was painted pure black with good paint, which reflected slightly in the sun, making the body look particularly noble. Each connection was meticulously hand-carved, and even the front and rear windows were made of gems.

In front of the carriage, two tall and strong horses stood with smooth muscle lines and a light pink all over, which was amazingly intimidating.

Yagel was shocked by this naked wealth.

This flower window, this horse, this carriage.

Damn it, if you steal some of it, you can reach the peak of your life!

His heart beats faster for money.

However, this thought just flashed through and failed to even make Yagel think deeply.

It is absolutely a fool to steal the prince's car unless he is confident that he can pick up the kingdom and the church's just fight.

But what is wrong with Lun who can choose the whole carriage?

The disadvantages outweigh the benefits.

On the wide lawn of the office, the black-haired young man slowly walked towards this luxurious and ardent car.

"Hello, Mr. Butler?" He approached the carriage from the side, and did not choose to approach the few horses in front that looked quite irritable.

It’s not that I can’t beat it, it’s that I can’t afford it.

Strangely, no one answered his inquiry.

"Hello?" Yagel raised his tone.

The sound of the question made the sparrows not far away flap their wings and take off.

However, in the vast space where there is no one, his voice is still echoing.

Yagel, who was confused by wealth for a moment, finally noticed something was wrong.

The nobles, especially Edsack, who is a prince, will never choose to travel alone, but there are many followers waiting in the carriage or around him.

What's more, the prince just mentioned the "steward".

It is impossible that there is no one next to the carriage.

Yagel chose to open the Spirit Vision.

Anomalous situations generally mean danger, and conspiracies against the prince should be treated with caution, perhaps the next attack by the Aurora Society.

He doesn't want to repeat the dilemma of the East Side.

In the gray field of view, nearly ten people were stuffed layer by layer in the spacious carriage, and they were undoubtedly the prince's close servants.

Sure enough, something happened.

Who is it? What is the purpose?

The first thing Yagel thought of was to return to the office to notify the official. After all, the church is still pursuing him because of two things at the same time, so he cannot reveal that he is an extraordinary person.

However, after careful look, he discovered a lot of abnormalities.

It's not like an attack from outsiders.

The only extraordinary trace that was entangled around the car was pink silk threads, which were not strong enough to extend in the opposite direction of the office.

There was no sign of getting close to the prince himself.

It happened that the back of a beautiful woman faintly flashed in these pink silk threads, and there were only maids and strong men in the prince's carriage.

The identity of the missing person is self-evident.

Interestingly, the prince actually fell in love with an extraordinary civilian.

Yagel walked two steps along the direction of the silk thread with interest, and followed the office next to the separate room where the horses were taken care of, separated by a wall from the residential building on the outside.

It seems that someone is observing him here.

He looked inside.

The dazzling sunlight shines through the gap into the barn, and the decoration of the horse house is clear at a glance.

The pink silk thread extends toward...

beside?

The horse house was cleaned brightly, and because the prince arrived, he did not enter the barrier of any horses, and a faint cry came.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The black-haired, gentle and sweet-looking princess Tris leaned against the railing of the third compartment, making a sob of pear blossoms and rain, trying to attract some people's pity.

"Who can, oh, help me..." She looked up at Yagel who came in, pretending to be startled. Her weak posture could greatly increase any man's desire to protect him.

However, she, or he, is actually a male, once named Tris, an extraordinary person in the assassin's path.

Thinking of this, Tris, who looked gentle, cursed in his heart.

If it weren't for the damn witch sect and that damn potion, how could he have fallen to this state today!

Even ‘he’s not worthy of it!

Tris gritted his teeth in resentment, while skillfully stoking out a pitiful expression, allowing his figure and her magical charm to maximize his whisper:

"Yes, sorry, sir, can you help me?"

"Someone, somebody is chasing me, they want to catch me, but, but I don't want to go..."

She shed tears in her eyes, accurately stuck at the 45-degree angle of Yagel's vision when she came in, allowing her appearance to be flawlessly displayed, and fell in the direction of him.

However, half a meter away, Yagel unconsciously took a step back.

Wait, what's up here.

He "Dondon" took a few steps to avoid Tris's outstretched white and plump arm, retreated to the empty door, and looked down at the beautiful girl not far away: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Be alert and slowly pull up.

The last person who wanted to post this to him was the landlord Mrs. Summer. He sent him twice a tea party invitation in half a month, but he refused without hesitation.

Tsk, boys should protect themselves when they go out.

"My name is Triss. Now I just want to escape from the pursuit of His Highness the Prince... He, I, I don't actually want to be with him!" Tris continued, "Please help me!"

She initiated her appearance fraud that she had tried and tested after becoming a witch.

But this time, her charming eyes were thrown to the blind man.

"Oh," Yagel replied expressionlessly, "It's a pity that I don't care."

"You're here to wait, I'll call someone to help you now."

He even disdained his perfunctory behavior.

"Wait!" Seeing Yagel leaving, Tris's voice became sharp unconsciously.

A few minutes ago, she saw the young man pausing in front of the carriage from a distance and walked straight towards her. She felt that his sequence was wrong.

She has only seen the same abilities in the top leaders of the Witch Cult.

So she chose to put it on the spot, and she couldn't run far anyway. In this way, the prince who could save himself from "punishing" her when he caught her...

But now she found that the young man did not look like an extraordinary person from the official or the Church of the Orthodox Church.

In other words, in this era of strict control of advanced potions, the opposite side is also a cult believer.

Her mind became active when Erwuzai was about to become active.

This is the last straw for the witch church who now faces the prince who only wants to marry her and the witch church who only wants her to marry her.

What's more, she has been increasingly feeling that the potion has made her less like herself, and the fear of losing control is increasing day by day.

And the Witch Sect cannot let her go.
Chapter completed!