Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 100, come on.

A few minutes ago, in Ban Milet's main hall.

Although Ban Milet's complexion was still ugly, and there was even unwiped sweat on his face, his eyes had returned to clarity.

Now he is sitting on a chair and thinking about the way out frantically in his mind.

He has already escaped here, and he will never allow anyone to try to deprive him of his freedom or even his life!
Although it is rumored that Shazhi Mosa is not very old, not to mention that he dared to come to this country to make trouble in person, just the three words of nature are enough to prove his threat
If I escape from the palace alone, I will surely die in Memphis!

In this case, excluding the more impossible options, there is only one way for me to survive - to follow the Queen Cleopatra!
Under normal circumstances, in the face of such a large-scale invasion, the most dangerous should be the core of Memphis, and even the entire Heliopolis - the royal family!
But if the opponent's primary target is me, then the royal family with heavy guards is the safest!
At least, I can at least hide from that guy with the help of my guards!
Hope it wasn't for me.
Hey!
"What if, if Mosa contacted other people? Oh, I can't control that much, it's better than running out and being sniped by Mosa, and 100% death comes!"

The back view of Ban Milet's departure is full of desperate madness and determination.

"Get out of here!"

In the city of Memphis, Hillman, who was rushing around to appease the bewildered citizens, suddenly raised his head.

"That's... Nera Olde's voice!"

Damn!

Hillman yelled at the officials beside him with a gloomy expression, his anxiety had already fed his demeanor to the dogs.

"Have you contacted that bastard? Where is he? Why doesn't he show up now? Doesn't he know how tense the situation is now? What exactly does he want to do!? Does he want me to kill him?!"

"My lord, please wait a moment, we have not yet."

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly knocked away, and an official hurried over.

"Master Hillman, we have contacted Lord Dark Gravekeeper!"

"Give me the phone bug!"

Hillman's expression frightened the official who just ran over, and he swore he had never seen Hillman like this.

The clothes were a little messy, the eyes were bloodshot, and the expression on his face became fierce unconsciously. Is this still Mr. Hillman?

But the instinct of his body still made him hand out the phone bug.

"Yes…"

Hillman answered the phone and asked the other party unceremoniously loudly: "Where are you doing?! Come back soon!"

"." The other side of the phone bug was silent.

Just when Hillman was about to get angry, a very magnetic voice came from the opposite side, and the owner of the voice also said unceremoniously, "Hillman, you'd better pay attention to the way you speak."

Hillman was out of breath.

"When did you still care about this?! You, the guardian, were not in the capital when the most critical moment in the capital was attacked?"

The opposite party laughed inexplicably, "When? Hehe."

Perhaps realizing something, this Mr. Dark Gravekeeper suddenly changed the subject, "I'm not in Memphis now, I'm here at the altar."

"What are you doing there?" Hillman finally calmed down a bit, but he also lost his usual sharpness, and was directly taken away by the dark gravekeeper.

"Don't forget, I'm different from you. Although we are both Guardian Sequences, the title of your kind Gravekeeper is just what the citizens of this city who love you call you. Its source is me!"

"I am Heliopolis, the real gravekeeper of this ancient country! It is my duty to guard the altar!"

"Consul Hillman, it is your duty to protect the capital of Memphis!"

Hillman wanted to say something else, but the other party hung up the phone decisively.

click!
click!
The staggered spears suddenly blocked Ban Milet's pace.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Banmilet, Your Highness the Queen and His Highness the Prince won't see any guests during this special period, please leave!" The chief guard said the impolite words with cold eyes, but every movement he made was extremely polite, as if A nobleman who gracefully entertains uninvited guests at a dinner party.In fact, the Chief of Guards is indeed the heir of a certain great nobleman, at least he used to be.

"Okay, please help me tell the queen, as a friend of His Majesty O'Brien, who lives under the protection of the Kingdom of Heliopolis, I hope that at this moment I can give a share to Heliopolis." Repay some of O'Brien's kindness." Bamilet said with a graceful smile.All of this was within his expectations, if the guards let him in casually, then he would have to wonder if something had changed.

Soon after, the second hall of the royal palace, the Hellite Hall.

"The queen invites you to go in." Looking at the head of the guard who had an unsightly expression but politely saluted him, Ban Milet showed a wish-fulfilling smile, and then quickly restrained himself.

It worked!
It depends on whether the other guards are reliable!
"Thank you for your report." Ban Milet gave a slight salute to the guard.

"Please."

"Thank you."

Ban Milet adjusted the long knife on his waist, followed the guards and walked in with his head held high.

The former palace official did not wait for Queen Cleopatra's response.

So even though he couldn't see it from the queen's point of view, he kept the most humble smile and waited half-bowed—he deeply understood that his status was completely tied to the royal family.

Without making him wait for a long time, the queen agreed to his proposal—the sincerity and gentleness of Queen Cleopatra's treatment of others was unanimously approved by the nobles and ministers of the entire kingdom, as well as the citizens of other regions. .

So a group of people moved to the second most powerful hall in the palace, the Hellite Hall.

After everyone settled down and the guards arrived, Queen Cleopatra held the little prince in her arms and spoke softly, with a charming voice:

"Thank you for your hard work, this sandstorm is indeed strange, and it makes people feel uneasy."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, it won't happen anyway." The former palace chief official was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"I swear to protect the safety of the two Highnesses!" The young guard chief in dark golden armor saluted without looking sideways.

The head of the front hall cast a cold glance at this guy who had lost everything and only had loyalty in his heart, and after slandering a bereaved dog, he silently closed his mouth without saying much.

Queen Cleopatra: "That's a lot"

boom!
There was a bursting roar not far away, and then everyone in the hall heard a voice they were extremely familiar with.

"Get out of here!"

The queen frowned, and said slowly in surprise, "Just now, it was Lord Neraold's voice, right?"

(End of this chapter)