He didn't expect that the other party's questioning was actually digging a hole for himself, and the source of this hole was buried when he was writing various books. @Chinese@..
It's just that when ordinary people come into contact with such huge and complex information for the first time, it is extremely difficult to understand, and it is impossible to notice the flaws. As a natural science that studies the nature of everything in the world, it is absolutely incredible that the word magic is not mentioned from beginning to end. .
And Roland himself completely forgot the memory of the fourth prince, except that he consciously imitated the other party during the first month of time travel, and he never thought about it again after that. The minister did not dare to question face to face, and he did not need to conceal himself in front of the witch, and he became more and more reckless.
But Tilly was no ordinary witch.
In addition to being the younger sister of the Fourth Prince, she is also an extraordinary person.
Not only did he read all the books in a short period of time, but he also keenly noticed this irrationality, and the clarity of logical thinking is no less than that of a modern person after universal education. Not only that, she used questions to guide her views, and the two confirmed each other, making her almost indisputable.
big crisis.
Roland's thoughts turned sharply, but he couldn't think of any feasible way to respond. For those who could see this, any far-fetched explanation would only aggravate the other party's doubts, and a lie needs to spend more lies to make up for it. , the vulnerabilities will only increase.
Just when there was an awkward silence, Tilly spoke again, this time her voice was much softer, "You don't have to rush to tell me the answer, it's too late today, I'll go back to the Witch House first, you should rest earlier too, Your Highness."
"Ah... um," Roland stared blankly at the gray-haired woman, wondering what she was thinking about in her flowing pupils, and for a while even forgot to get up and say goodbye.
Tilly stopped when she reached the door of the office and turned to face him, "Can I trust you?"
If it was usual, Roland would definitely pat his chest and say yes without hesitation, but at this time, he found that he couldn't say the promise easily, and finally just nodded slowly.
After the door was closed, Nightingale tutted her tongue in surprise, "She just left like that."
"Why do you look so sorry?" Roland glared at her angrily.
"I feel like I can almost know your true origin," Nightingale stuck out her tongue indifferently, "Why didn't she ask a few more questions?"
"Because she doesn't want to end up having to be friends," the prince sighed.
"What?"
"No... It's nothing," Roland leaned back in the chair, only to feel the slightest coolness behind him. Tilly's performance can be regarded as impeccable. She didn't push herself too much. As an ally of Sleeping Island, Border Town is undoubtedly the most powerful partner. More important than the truth of identity. If the allies break down because of this issue, it will not be good news for the Sleeping Isle witch.
That's why Tilly chose to leave after asking questions, leaving a buffer time for herself, but that didn't mean she didn't need an answer. If she kept dragging on, and the threat of the foreign enemy was lifted, she would also lose the other party's trust. Now that she has put down this pawn, it is her turn to respond.
But it is impossible for Roland to reveal the real news to Tilly, at least not now. Anna and Nightingale are not a big problem. They have known him from the beginning, but Tilly is the fourth prince's sister after all. Before the prince has any thoughts, he must bury this news in his heart.
Shaking his head and putting aside these troublesome things, Roland looked at Nightingale, "You heard the conversation just now. I plan to ask you, Maisie and Lightning to inquire about the situation, how about it?"
"Of course no problem, Your Highness."
"It's not as simple as talking... Honestly, I'm a little worried about you." He slowed down.
"Ah... why can't you let go," Nightingale's voice suddenly became a little jerky, "I-I'm fine, even if I tie her up"
"That's what I can't worry about!" Roland knocked on the table and said, "What do you mean by tying her over, I'm afraid she will tear our hearts away! Listen, you must not mess around this time. Find out about the situation first, and then find an opportunity to meet Speer Passy. It doesn't matter if she refuses, don't threaten her as a witch, she is no stranger to you."
"Uh... that's it?" she said disappointedly.
"That's all there is to do with witches," Roland curled his lips. "Besides, you also need to cooperate with Lightning to record the surrounding environment, city defense facilities, patrols and garrison arrangements of the Falling Dragon Ridge, and then return as soon as possible."
Nightingale grumbled in response.
"In the end, it's the same sentence," he paused. "Pay attention to your own safety, that's the most important thing."
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"Here, another glass of ale!"
"Hey, isn't the porridge hot yet?"
"Come here, wait a long time!"
Otto Losey walked into the tavern called the Underground Trumpeter, and the loud noise suddenly surrounded him. The roaring fire dispelled the chill, and the dull aura mixed with sourness and body odor hit his face, making him feel slightly. frowned. As a nobleman, Otto rarely stepped into cheap folk places, and he was not used to drinking with people. If he hadn't had an appointment with a mouse, he would never have visited this alley pub in the outer city.
According to the rules here, he quickly found the target, a hooded, thin man sitting in a corner of the tavern. There were no candles on the table, and half of his body was hidden in the darkness. In the opponent's hand, there is a small piece of white bone.
Otto walked over to the man and sat down, "Respect Skull Fingers."
"You don't have any wine, so what are you paying for?"
"By the measure of all things." He whispered.
The other party shrugged, "Just call me Hood. I heard you're here to ask for news?"
Otto nodded. During the time when Tifeko did not give an answer for a long time, he did not take time off. Instead, he asked around for information about the betrayal of the king, so that the king could still occupy the Western Territory firmly after he ascended the throne for half a year, and ordered him. Tifeko is helpless, obviously a force that cannot be ignored.
Dealing with mice is the quickest way to get as much information as possible.
This is already the sixth rat he has met. The news that he has received so far has shocked Otto. Roland Wimbledon, the legendary betrayal king and fourth son of Wimbledon III, not only has no signs of decadence , and even challenged the new king, declaring that sooner or later he would take the initiative to pull Timothy off the throne.
And this person didn't just say that, he actually did it. Although Tifeko tried his best to hide the news, Otto was still aware of the strangeness of the collapse of the capital's building. If these news are true, the value of forming an alliance with Tifeko It is very doubtful. He must find out all of this, in order to avoid the trouble of the Kingdom of Dawn.
"That's right," Otto Losey said solemnly, "I want to know what happened to the loud noise and collapse of the Royal Palace three months ago.".
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