Chapter 616 Gray Hat
Chapter 616 Gray Hat
Mandela walked slowly along the garden path of the Duke of Cumberland's Palace.
She was in a bad mood.
"It's all that bastard Qi Yan's fault for causing such a big commotion. Now that I've rescued the people, I can't run away even if I want to."
Muttering to himself, Mandela gently kicked a stone in front of his feet.
Watching the stone fly out, then roll on the ground and finally stop at someone's feet, Mandela immediately regained his usual composure.
"Huh, isn't this our great Highness Vina?"
Mandela didn't want Vina to discover her emotions, so she stubbornly challenged him, "It seems that the great Princess Vina has finished preaching the great dream of restoring the country to her subjects, and she has begun to tour her manor in a happy mood."
"Whatever you say."
Vina didn't get angry with Mandela.
She knew the identity of Mandela Deep Pool, and she knew even more clearly that the leader of Deep Pool was a red dragon.
It was understandable that Mandela disliked him.
Vina wasn't in a very good mood at the moment.
The situation was clearly moving in a positive direction, the Self-Rescue Army was cooperating happily with Rhodes Island, and she was about to set out to search for the Breath of Kings.
By then, relying on the legendary power of the Breath of Kings that can split the storm, as well as the efforts of the self-rescue army and everyone in Rhodes Island, and Qi Yan, a powerful force walking in the battlefield, Vina saw the dawn of victory so clearly for the first time.
"But why do I feel a little confused and...timid?" Vina murmured in a low voice.
"what?"
Mandra tilted her head and made the sound of Liberi.
Vina smiled and looked at the silly girl in front of her. Even though she knew that she was in a different camp from her own, she still couldn't feel disgusted with Mandela.
"Mandela, your Deep Pool's leader, Ms. Abrana, what kind of person is she?" Vina suddenly asked.
"Do you want to learn some information from me?"
Mandela stepped back cautiously: "Don't even think about it. The leader is the most powerful and perfect person I have ever seen. You will never be her opponent!"
Vina didn't take Mandela's attitude to heart.
She glanced around at the garden that seemed to have been untended for some time, and said slowly:
"Yes, she is very powerful. I heard from everyone who came back from Xiaoqiu County that she is an ambitious and decisive leader, and her methods should not be underestimated."
"That is!"
When Mandela heard someone praising Aibrana, she was even happier than if she were praised herself, and her furry tail began to wag behind her.
She gradually let down her guard and was easily opened up:
"Let me tell you, the leader is much stronger than you. I am not bragging about the leader on purpose. I am speaking with facts. While you were still hiding, the leader had already won over his own faction and controlled his own troops..."
Just as Mandela proudly listed Abrana's achievements, Vina's eyes suddenly focused and she rushed towards Mandela.
"Meow?!"
Mandela was frightened: "What are you going to do..."
"Get out of here!"
Vina rushed to Mandela, kicked Mandela in the back, and protected Mandela behind her.
Mandela reacted only then, turned her head, and was shocked to find that a man in a dark gray suit had appeared behind her without her noticing.
Vina kicked the dagger in the opponent's hand away, but she did not bother to argue too much. She easily made way for him, put away the dagger, and elegantly steadied the dark gray hat on her head.
The dark grey hat obscured the man's face, making it impossible to see his specific features, but the sight that shone through the shadow under the brim of the hat seemed sharp enough to see through everything.
A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mandela's back.
The opponent's methods were too strange. He could actually touch her back silently. If Vina hadn't been standing opposite her, she would have definitely fallen in a pool of blood at this moment.
After she realized what was happening, she held down Vina who was trying to chase her and reminded her in a deep voice:
"Be careful, I know this guy. He is a lackey of the Duke of Caister and belongs to an organization called 'Grey Hat'."
When Vina learned the other party's identity, her brows immediately furrowed.
"Alexandrina Vina Victoria, Your Highness, the Grey Hat is here to see you on behalf of the Duke of Castor."
Gray Hat saluted gracefully to Vina.
Vina's face was gloomy, and she was secretly shocked that the other party knew her identity.
She did not show any abnormality, but just asked:
"You attacked my companion. Is this what you call an audience?"
"She is from Shen Chi and your enemy, Your Highness. I am just helping you get rid of some trouble." The Gray Hat said as a matter of course.
Vina protected Mandela firmly behind her, without saying anything more about this issue, and began to think quickly in her mind.
The other party must have his own confidence to dare to appear suddenly, but Vina is not afraid of anything either.
Now, everyone from Rhodes Island is in the Duke of Cumberland's mansion. As long as Vina makes some noise, the man in the gray hat will know what the four cornerstones of Rhodes Island are and what it means that my Chi Xiao and I are from Da Yan.
Thinking of this, Vina said calmly: "I believe that Duke Caister asked you to come here not just to kill an insignificant kitten."
Mandela:?
The man in the gray hat chuckled and said generously:
“Your Highness is right. The Duke ordered me to come here to see him in order to show my loyalty.
The Duke of Caister is different from other dukes. We are absolutely loyal to Victoria. As long as Your Highness gives an order, we will follow you to the death."
Vina narrowed her eyes slightly.
She didn't believe a word of Gray Hat's nonsense.
Vina knew clearly that the Duke of Caister was definitely not a loyal person, but rather a man full of ambition.
"Okay, since Duke Caister is willing to do so..."
Vina's lips curled up slightly. "Please go back and tell her to gather the army and come to join forces with me to take Londinium back from the Sarkaz in one fell swoop."
To Vina's surprise, Gray Hat readily agreed:
"Of course, no problem. As long as Your Highness gives the order, the Duke will immediately take action."
This made Vina a little silent, and for a moment she couldn't figure out what the other party was up to.
Seeing that Vina was silent, the gray hat continued:
"Now the situation in Londinium has changed drastically because of Qi Yan. All the dukes have realized that Qi Yan has a clear purpose against the Sarkaz.
Your Highness, now is the best opportunity. Let's join hands and kill the Sarkaz in one fell swoop and take back Londinium. Your Excellency the Duke will fully support you in returning to the throne."
"I see."
Vina finally understood the other person's thoughts: "You are not here to see me, you are here to see Qi Yan. I am afraid I will disappoint you. Qi Yan is not my man."
The man in the grey hat chuckled and shook his head, and said kindly:
"Your Highness, there is no need to speak in anger. Qi Yan's emphasis on his companions is obvious to all on this earth. Your Excellency the Duke..."
Before he could finish his words, the communicator in his arms suddenly vibrated, interrupting him.
The man in the gray hat raised his hand to cut off the communication and prepared to continue his lobbying mission.
But the communicator seemed to be looking for trouble. It was quiet for less than a second before it started vibrating again as if to threaten someone's life.
"Sorry, I need to answer a call."
The man in the gray hat bowed to Vina reluctantly and apologized, then picked up the communicator and answered the call.
As the information from his companions on the communicator fell into his ears, his body seemed to have turned on vibration mode, shaking continuously.
"Qi Yan established Kazdel outside the city?!"
"Qi Yan was once a demon king?!"
“Qi Yan came to the Duke of Cumberland’s mansion… Damn, why didn’t you say this first thing!”
The series of explosive news broke out, and Gray Hat was so upset that he burst into swearing.
Without any hesitation, the man in the gray hat turned around and wanted to say something to Vina, but found that Vina and Mandela were staring at his back.
The man in the gray hat felt his hair stand on end and turned his head stiffly to look behind him.
In his sight, at the end of this not-so-lush garden, a white-haired Rupert was staring at him from afar with golden eyes, and was running towards him with its mouth wide open like a husky on break free.
(late)
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