Section 227 Notice

"Then General..."

"Robin, find a way to get me some map...a ​​detailed map of northeast Groney. If you look for the charlatans in the church, they must have such maps." Berel said. "I may need to rest for seven or eight days... These days will be our precious time."

"Sir General, are you going to...change your plan?"

"Yes, a lot of things need to be changed," said Beller. Suddenly, he felt that the pain under his crotch was valuable. Seven or eight days... No, it took five or six days, and he should be able to come up with a suitable and realistic plan.

When he thought so, Rotia's smile couldn't help but come to his mind. Before experiencing all this personally, he really didn't expect such a woman who seemed completely harmless to be so cruel! Well, in fact, he was too careless and did not avoid that dangerous kick.

"By the way, Robin, there is one more thing. You have to file a formal protest to Groone in my name to protest against the assassination I encountered this time." Berel said. "At the same time, they must make public statements to ensure that such incidents will not happen again."

"Sir General, why is this? Didn't Prime Minister Alinn personally apologize to you? And he also personally assured you?"

"That's right, that's private. This time we want to... prepare for the future and give the church a little sweetness." Berel didn't care whether Robin understood or not, and immediately changed the topic. "In addition, I would like to remind the church that since the evil gods of the Eagle City in Eagle City can organize such an action, it means that there must be a higher-level leader among them. Of course, this church should also guess, but it is definitely correct to say it."

...

At the entrance of the small villa in the aristocratic area, a man in uniform was knocking on the door rhythmically. No need for anything else, as it can be seen from his clothes that this person is a servant of a certain aristocrat. It is common for a servant to bring famous posts to the door (this is also a step for the noble to visit others officially), and it is not worthy of special attention.

The door was opened. At the door was an old woman in dark clothes, holding a paintbrush in her hand. This person was the famous Countess Marianne in the Falcon City recently. There are rumors that the old lady actually had an affair with the current Prime Minister Ellen (they were indeed matched by their age). Well, although most people do not agree with this rumor, the rumor was not only eliminated, at least this gossip is becoming more and more exaggerated, and it was spreading with a nose and eyes, and even the date time between the two was shaken out.

"Is it Countess Marianne?" the servant asked politely. Judging from his posture, expression and polite movements, this person must be well-educated. If a servant is educated, it can only be a real wealthy and noble family.

"It's me." Aunt Mary nodded. She was an experienced person. Although when she was in Brassian, she asked her servants to do everything in big and small matters. But without servants (the villa is too small to accommodate a few extra servants), she still handled everything with ease. With just one glance, Aunt Mary learned about the whole thing. "Who is your master?"

The servant did not answer, but politely presented an envelope with both hands.

The envelope was clean, without signatures or aristocratic heralds - this did not seem like a post asking for a meeting, nor was it like an invitation to a party, a banquet or something.

"Countess Marianne, please let me say goodbye." The servant bowed politely and left.

Aunt Mary was quite strange, but she couldn't react for a moment. She closed the door and opened the envelope.

The content of the letter is strange. Although it was handed over to her, it was actually written to Ashu Rufate. The letter invited Ashu Rufate to meet at a certain location in the Eagle City at a specific time.

During this period, General Berel's arrival (and his subsequent assassination) has successfully attracted the focus of public opinion in the entire Eagle City. This has left the matter of Ashurufate for a while. Of course, this is also temporary. As long as there is a person's push, the focus of public opinion can be returned at any time.

"A little strange." Aunt Mary looked at the letter over and over. What is this? Then she suddenly found that there was more than one piece of letter in the envelope. To be more specific, in addition to the letter without beginning or end in Aunt Mary's hand, there was also a much smaller piece of paper - this is no longer a letter, it can only be considered a note.

"Dear Earl of Ashu Rufat," the note reads a line of words in a clear and upright handwriting. "If you have received a magical communication, please be sure to come to the appointment. This is an opportunity to control you and your country's destiny."

...

"...The shameless man!" Rotia gently vomited this conclusion from between her lips.

"But fortunately he was not dead." The little girl showed a relaxed expression on her face. Although Berel was worthless in Rotia's mouth, if he died, it would probably cause a terrible storm. Even as a queen, she would be unbearable.

"But you said that it is difficult for shameless people to deal with." The little girl asked.

"Yes, it's hard to deal with that thick skin." Rortiya admitted. "It's invulnerable to fire and swords and guns."

The two were sitting in the temporary palace, in the little girl's room. Even the little girl had to admit that her temporary teacher's ability was far more than asking for information and providing various advice for her. This time, Berel encountered the assassination and was completely dependent on Rotia's help, otherwise the consequences would be really unpredictable.

In fact, recently, the ministers in the court have been using various methods to remind the little girl in an open or secret manner that a person like Rotia, who has a disgraceful background and a complex origin, is extremely inappropriate to serve as the queen's teacher. However, all kinds of reality show that at least from the perspective of the little girl, Rotia's role is irreplaceable.

"I heard...Belle seemed to be injured?" the little girl asked excitedly. Once the worries in her heart were removed, he remembered another thing. "Eilin mentioned this."

"Let him get a good pain!" Rotia said hatefully. This sentence implies too much information. With an instinct, the little girl understood why Belar's injury came.

"By the way, your majesty, why did you have this vase today?" Rotia suddenly pointed to the new decoration in the middle of the table and asked. The shape of the vase is not rare, but there seems to be a layer of continuous flowing luster on the surface of the vase, making it look so delicate that it is indescribable.

"It's very beautiful, right?" said the little girl. "It was someone who sent it here."

"Is this the effect of... magic?"

"Yes," replied the little girl. "The church has identified that magic has been imposed on the vase...but this is not an eternal magic. The magician said that this vase can be maintained for many days, and may last for a month."

"It's so strange..." Rotia knew very well that the price of using magic was not cheap. "Who would send this kind of thing?"

"I don't know." The little girl replied. "This matter is a bit strange. Someone commissioned the chamber of commerce to send the vase, but did not explain who was the one who delivered the item. However, the magician determined that the item was not harmful and suggested that I accept it. Oh, by the way, the vase also came with a note. It was placed next to the table."

Rotia saw the note curiously. It was a piece of paper with no end, but she wrote two lines in a very square font, two times. The time on the line above was tomorrow evening.

"Tomorrow night?" Rotia said strangely. "What does this mean? Wait...I remember..."

"I don't know." The little girl replied, "but the magician assured me that this bottle has no offensive or destructive power."

"It's strange..." said Rotia. The luster on the bottle flowed, but for some reason it made her feel uneasy. "That's right, someone also sent me a letter today."

"A letter?" The little girl's eyes moved away from the vase and looked at Rotia.

"Yes, a letter," Rotia replied. "It was a strange letter, written to me, but I told me."

"Tell me?" the little girl looked puzzled.

"Tell it to you and Ashrufate." Rotia said. "It was also an appointment for a time. I originally thought it was just a meaningless joke, but it was the same as this note... the time."

The little girl was even more confused. If you had something to look for the queen, you should be able to directly make an appointment. Why should you be so sneaky?

"From the situation, there should be one person... or two people who plan to meet you and Ash Rufate respectively. The time is not much different. And these mysterious people hope to have a private meeting, at least not let the third person know."

"Ashu Rufate? Why does this matter have anything to do with him?"

"Yes, but it's a little strange." Rotia looked at the vase. "The news for Ashrufate is that there is time and place, but there is only time and no place for you. Maybe," she looked at the wonderful luster on the vase. "It has something to do with the vase."

"Did it be that time that something will appear here in the vase?" the little girl asked curiously. She also looked at the vase again. The church's magician had already guaranteed her the safety of the vase. Although the vase carries magic, its magic is not constant and will disappear at most in one month. In addition, it can also be sure that there is no destructive power or lethal component in the magic.

...

"Ash Rufate, this is really strange!" Ajin said. However, in Ash Rufate's opinion, Ajin was not at all uneasy, but was excited. "You said, is someone willing to pay such unjust money?"

Ajin held a stack of banknotes in his hand. These were all true Jin Oli.

"Someone asked you to send a message just to let me attend a private meeting?" Ashu Rufat asked back. He knew Ajin very well, so it was really surprising to understand that this matter. Do someone need to see him? Is it necessary to give Ajin a few thousand Jin Oli to him and send him a message?

"Yes, and what's more amazing is that the other party only asked me to bring the words. As for whether you agree or whether you go or not, that's not my business." Ajin shook Jin Oli in his hand. "I really can't imagine that there are such a good deal in this world."

Asu Rufat was also surprised. He had seen the letter from Aunt Mary, but it was obvious that the mysterious sender was worried that there might be something unexpected about a separate letter, so he specially arranged for Ajin to come and make a second notice.

"A Jin, do you think these thousands of gold Oli are normal? By your honest businessman's standards?"
Chapter completed!