Seeing 'Turner' bowing in salute, the court doctor's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.
"This, how is this possible?"
The grey-haired court doctor pointed at 'Turner' and stuttered, and the hand that pointed to 'Turner' trembled even more.
Because, it is incredible!
As a doctor in Warren Palace, the old doctor is very familiar with Turner, who has old injuries.
It was precisely because of this familiarity that he could see that the Turner in front of him was the 'Turner' in his memory, with the same face and expression, and even a slightly awkward walk due to injury, which ordinary people would not pay attention to. The same goes for posture.
If he hadn't just examined Turner's body, he would have thought he had encountered the real Turner.
The next moment, the court doctor looked at Qin Ran.
how did you do that
There was doubt in the court doctor's eyes.
Similarly, Mary was also looking at Qin Ran.
However, unlike the court doctor, the eyes of the underage princess were full of brilliance.
Qin Ran never let her down.
Not before.
Not this time either.
He always does his best.
Taking a deep breath, Mary's hands landed on the palms above her head, and she held it in her hands, not letting go.
Perikna on the side remained silent.
But no one could tell that the female leader of the Snake Sect was suffering a considerable blow at this moment. She first looked at 'Turner' and then at Qin Ran.
That gaze seemed to see the most incredible thing in the world.
"Extraordinary powers of observation."
"Different from previous tracking techniques."
"A disguise that is indistinguishable from the real."
"What a natural scout, or..."
"assassin!"
Thinking of something, Perikna's eyes lit up, but then dimmed.
What good is even a born assassin
Her branch has already declined, and she is the only one left.
What's more, with the opponent's strength...
Apart from Yuan Snake, what else can make the other party tempted
And the opponent is already the established first crow!
Perikna is very clear about what the recorder in the Crow School will do. It is true that the other party is ambitious, but he does not have the ability and character to match his ambition.
Even, at some point, it can be said to be weak and incompetent.
Facing such a recorder, if the person in front of him raises his hand, the other person will be wiped out, right
As for the rest of the Crows
Maybe rebel.
But will the end result change
Won't.
"It's already the first crow."
"If..."
The female leader of the Snake Sect sighed.
It's just that, in the bottom of her heart that she didn't know about, a small seed was planted just like that.
And, soon, it will sprout.
Ignoring the gazes of the three people present, Kieran gave instructions directly to the high-ranking evil spirit.
"give it to you."
"Yes, my lord."
The high-level evil spirit [Bloody Mary] who turned into 'Turner' saluted again, then walked towards the door and knocked on it several times.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Come in."
Adal didn't have any aristocratic airs. Following the knock on the door, he stood up and opened the door for 'Turner'. When he saw 'Turner', the old earl was taken aback for a moment, and then gave 'Turner' Turner' a hug.
"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist coming."
"Twenty years, your character hasn't changed at all!"
Adaler hugged 'Turner' and said.
But the old earl looked at the corridor.
He saw Qin Ran, Mary, Perikna and the court doctor.
Then, with a more natural smile, he walked into the room with 'Turner' in his arms.
The door closed slowly.
"Has Lord Turner found anything?"
"He shouldn't have known about Mr. Turner's death."
Mary asked uncertainly.
"A man who can live in Wilshire for twenty years, even if he is a fool at first, will become a wise man with twenty years of hard work."
"Smart people who are vigilant and skeptical about everything."
As Qin Ran spoke, he walked to one side.
There is a small tea room in Warren Palace.
The room is not big, so naturally it cannot be used for a dance party, but it is very suitable for receiving guests.
Celty and Maxim, who were sitting side by side, were silent.
But unlike Maxim who was sitting still, Celti did not forget to taste the pastries and tea brought by the waiter in silence, and also gave comments.
“The pastries are really average.”
"The flour is not carefully selected, the eggs are not broken enough, and the fermentation after mixing is not done yet. The most annoying thing is that only a little bit of sugar is added!"
"Can a non-sweet pastry be called a pastry?"
"And the tea here!"
"It has obviously been placed for a long time. Even if it is wrapped in silver foil, it is still damp, and it tastes more bitter and astringent."
"At first, I was looking forward to it. After all, it is a royal palace."
"It's realistic... Alas!"
Celty let out a long sigh.
"His Majesty James VIII is not a fool who indulges his desires. He is honest and upright. If it were not for Jane James, Warren would be richer and more powerful than everyone imagined."
Facing his friend's sigh, Maxim shook his head.
As the recorder of the Crows, he knows too many secret information that ordinary people don't know.
These messages are priceless.
If he wanted to be a rich man, selling these news would be enough for him to live his whole life, but unfortunately...
He also has an unrealistic ideal.
It is precisely because of this ideal that he keeps running around.
It also made him more hesitant.
He saw the target close at hand.
It's exactly what he wanted it to be.
He only needs to take one step forward, and he can fulfill his long-cherished wish.
but…
Someone is more suitable and appropriate than him!
That person seemed to be born for this position.
Strong, calm, cautious, sharp, stick to the bottom line.
Each one is rare and precious.
That person has it all.
He wants to ignore it.
But when he thought of everything he faced after reaching that position, Maxim hesitated again in his heart.
Maxim himself knew that such hesitation made him miss a lot.
But it couldn't be corrected.
He always thinks too much at the most critical moment, and hesitates when he thinks too much.
Unconsciously, Maxim also let out a sigh.
Hearing Maxim's sigh, Celty shrugged.
He knows what his friends think.
But there is no persuasion.
Because, he knew that such persuasion would only make his friend hesitate more.
Of course, Celty didn't do nothing.
"You'd better think about how to explain to that person for a while."
"That person is not easy to fool."
"If one is not good, the two of us will have to be killed."
"I've never doubted the attitude of the one who treats malicious people."
Celty diverted her friend's attention.
"yes."
"The one who treats the enemy is more ruthless than the cold wind of Winter God."
"But who can remain indifferent to the 'saying of the virtuous king'?"
Maxim smiled wryly and sighed again.
"The story of a virtuous king?"
Suddenly, there was a sound in the small tea room.
A black figure stepped out from the shadows.