Stray

Clement is undoubtedly a transportation hub, and there are countless teleportation arrays going through it.

After leaving the surroundings of the capital Doru, Ann quickly found the location of the tumbleweed. She pushed the rotten wooden door in front of her carelessly, but the wooden door immediately fell forward, hitting the ground with a bang.

The grey parrot exploded into a ball of fur in an instant, which even shocked Ann herself. The reaction of some of the people in the door was also not much better - except that Jesse was unusually calm, Oliver, who was not used to probing his surroundings at all times, even drew his sword of rest, while Nemo, who was half asleep, raised his right hand solemnly.

The teacup that Adrian put down calmly.

But it's better to have a ceiling than to sleep under a bridge, so Oliver kept doing it, and got a little money from the tumbleweed's team account to cover the largest bedroom in the inn.

One second before the female warrior entered the room in an extremely heroic manner, Nemo was curled up on the sofa, taking a nap in the place where the evening sun could shine. Oliver leaned aside, playing with his lover's black hair.

And Jesse sat at the tea table with her legs crossed, drinking tea with the knight commander happily.

"Here." After the little mess subsided, Jesse proudly handed Ann a speciality from Clement's Cathedral—there was only one biscuit left in the biscuit box.

The sober Nemo couldn't help rolling his eyes. Mr. Dylan shouted about one box per person. An should have had a whole box, but it was already evening when the female warrior arrived at Clement, and Jesse was stealing piece by piece, and the small box soon ran to the bottom.

An glanced at the cookie in the box, which was buried in the biscuits, and the only remaining fruit. Then he looked even more disgustedly at Jesse, who still had cookie crumbs on the corner of his mouth.

"Even if I have no problem with eating leftovers," she hissed, "you have leftovers, let me refuse."

"Oh." Jesse nodded knowingly, and threw the last piece into his mouth in a very indifferent manner.

"I want to talk about that mission, Ann." Oliver cleared his throat, "Mr. Cross explained a little, I can probably understand why you named us through the guild. But I can't figure it out. ."

"Thanks, Cross." Knight Commander Anchong nodded and smashed himself into another sofa, spreading his limbs like a leopard. "Tell me about it, Oliver. What's your question?"

"Why are you going to see Delia Alastair? It's fine if you don't want to say it, but I want to know more. Mr. Dylan gave a prophecy..." Oliver frowned , pause for a moment. "It doesn't sound like a catastrophic disaster that Gallagher Salt will win and Alban will have his first queen."

After asking, Oliver stared straight into Ann's amber eyes. Considering Nemo's identity and the credibility of Dylan's prophecy, he does not intend to reveal the Queen's name now.

"I have a bit of a bad relationship with the Alastair family." Ann looked up at the shabby ceiling and took the topic lightly. "You think it's all right with that little girl being put on the throne? No, she won't sit still. The old diehards can't accept an underage queen, they'll force her to find a man to be regent—she'd be lucky, say no You can marry a guy with a little conscience. The other party is willing to save her life, but she is locked up. Bad luck, she will be quietly killed after giving birth to a few children, and her husband will take the throne righteously. Old fellows, as long as the blood of the Alastair family can flow, the others... whoever has the bigger fist will speak."

Listening to this, Anxiang was convinced that the queen predicted by Jesse was Delia. Oliver and Nemo exchanged glances, then licked dry lips. "You want to see Her Royal Highness Delia... do you want to get her out?"

"Not necessarily, I just want to confirm her situation. Salt is going to launch a rebellion, and the only royal blood that can be used at that time is Delia. I don't think Prince Eldric is stupid enough to see It's not clear - now he has to cherish the reputation and won't give up that weight easily, but it is possible to control her in some way. I have to make sure."

Oliver stared silently at the female warrior in leather armor.

"If she doesn't want to leave, then this matter is left to them. She is old enough to choose her own life, and I will not interfere." An smiled coldly, rubbing her fingers Rub the mud points of the leather armor.

"But if she wants to leave, I'll… die."

Is Ann Savage really Andrea Alastair? Nemo looked at Ann equally quietly.

He did have this idea. But it's also possible that Ann was simply acting on the orders of the surviving princess—using uncommon battle spells, surprising survivability, and more of a soldier than a princess.

According to the records of the Church of the Abyss, most of the female members of the Alban royal family are extremely delicate, and at most they can only master some special spells of the Rad Sect, and it is impossible to come into contact with combat spells. And Princess Andrea was only eleven years old when she "died". Except for a small amount of Radish rituals and spells, as well as regular paintings, rhythms and etiquette, the little princess should know nothing else at all.

Ann was hiding something, Nemo thought, but it didn't matter. In a sense, the female warrior saved Oliver and his own life, and he definitely didn't want to draw the line carefully at such a time.

"Relax, I understand your inconvenience, Nemo. If I really want to get her out, I'll do it myself, and I won't drag you down." Seems to have misunderstood Nemo eyes, An twitched the corners of his mouth. "You just need to help me meet her."

"If you hadn't helped us." Nemo sighed, "Oliver and I would have been packaged by the bounty hunters for Alban's army. Oliver would have been sent to jail, And I... in my stupefied state at the time, I might be directly executed." At that time, most of his abilities had not been awakened, and "this body" could still be destroyed.

"So no inconvenience, I'm always happy to help." Nemo's tone was serious.

Ann bit her lower lip and smiled gratefully at him.

"I think so too. But as the head of Tumbleweed, I have a condition." Oliver continued.

The room was very quiet for a while.

"I spent a lot of money in the public account while you were away." Oliver continued cautiously, "You...don't be angry."

Ann slapped Oliver on the head with a slap: "Okay, okay, I was afraid that you would mess around without a plan, waste all the money, and make the whole team unable to act. Be clear, the head of the regiment was originally you... Now it seems that I can rest assured."

"Where there is fun, there is me." Jesse put down the cookie box and announced happily. "Such a fun thing, but don't exclude me."

Adrian simply nodded without speaking.

"Thank you." An Zheng said, bowing his head sincerely. "Then let me tell you the information I got."

"The Albans will have a big ball the day after tomorrow. It is said that all the royals will be in attendance - this 'all', including Etram and Delia."

"Wait, stop." Nemo hurriedly stopped, his expression a little terrified. "Didn't Etram just die?"

—Anyway, most people don’t know about it yet, and Eldric absolutely blocked the news.”

"Why?"

"In order to label the Salt family as a rebel." The female warrior sneered, showing her teeth. "The corpse can last for a few months at most. If Gallagher doesn't move, Eldric can take advantage of the fact that the forces in the court are completely reshuffled. And once Gallagher moves...the emperor is still 'alive', he is a pure rebel. , it's more convenient to handle. According to the usual style of that mad dog marshal, he will definitely move, that's all."

After talking a lot in one breath, Ann picked up the teapot and poured herself a few sips of herbal tea, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

"But that's none of our business—just sneak into the dance and we can get in touch with Delia."

"But if you do take Delia away," Nemo held up again, "Without the royal blood that Gallagher can support, wouldn't he lose?"

"Who knows?" An Man said nonchalantly, "If he dares to oppose, he must have the confidence to oppose. You can just say that this is the illegitimate son of the late emperor, and you can pull out one from your own family tree. A little bit of royal blood is enough. Anyway, as long as he succeeds in killing Eldric, he has room to maneuver. Anyway, according to his style, this war will not drag on for too long. It makes no difference."

The female warrior didn't mean to intervene in this struggle at all, maybe because she thought too much, Nemo shook her head.

"Get into the ball..." Oliver frowned, "The palace ball shouldn't be so easy to get."

"It's not difficult." Ann gave a wicked smile, "Your faces are qualified, even if you pretend to be the lover of a nobleman. You really need to pay attention to what Clos says, you guys are ready-made. Little white face."

Oliver and Nemo's expressions became quite complicated in an instant, and Jessie flipped her hair and wrote "Thank you for the compliment" on her face.

"In short, I have a way to wrap it around me. You guys can keep it like this, there's nothing wrong." The female warrior patted her chest, "I just need to deal with Cross and the rest will be fine. Done."

"But in case..." Oliver opened his mouth when Nemo forcibly covered it.

"Just do it. Please, Ann." Nemo said solemnly, pressing Oliver's mouth tightly to prevent any bad negative prophecy from leaking out.

Ann moved quickly.

The tumbleweed arrived near Doru, the capital of Alban, the next day. The female warriors planned a very hidden route in advance-they did not teleport directly to Doru, but in Doru A nearby town settled down.

"Delia will be guarded by a lot of soldiers that night, but that's not the point. The guards guarding her are easy to handle, the problem is this girl." Ann picked up a color portrait, fingertips Tap tap. "Rosa. The illegitimate daughter of the Duke of Earley, Delia's half-sister. This girl is a real courtesan, pure and lively, and very clingy to her sister. She will probably be messing around with Delia by then. Run, we can't predict her actions at all - Prince Eldric has given them countless magical jewelry, and it is estimated that he intends to use this girl as a mobile alarm."

"Just talking to Delia shouldn't do anything, but this girl... any kind of spell we use on her could alert Eldric. That's why I need you , whichever one will do, if she's going to run to Delia's side, keep her under control in a natural way. What's your expression, Oliver? And you're not tempted - this girl is very talkative, Just chat. Talk nonsense, pretend to be mysterious, you two can improvise. Anyway, hold her down, get us the guards, and spend time alone with Delia."

“I… let’s try.”

"You can just remember this information, not much, this is the identity we are about to sneak in. I have stolen their guest list."

"When did you change it?!"

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, the four of you will enter as lovers of Duke William Helms."

"Duke William Helms? Who is this Andre Helms?" Nemo flipped the parchment inside.

"The duke is from Garland and is distantly related to the Albans royal family. The guy usually likes to travel and never participates in high society public events. The ghost knows where he has gone now. The royal family usually sends him an invitation symbolically to show an attitude."

An shook the parchment indifferently and answered without hesitation.

"Andre doesn't exist, I lied to a distant relative of a duke. Alban's aristocratic circle doesn't know much about Garland, and it's not easy to reveal the truth...Hey , don't you think that the absurdity of 'the duke himself did not come, only sent a few lovers to eat and drink for free' is bought? There must be a nominal 'noble'."

"Where are we going to find such a—"

"Oh, this." An scratches her ears, "I'll just come."

“…Andre is a male name.”

"I know."