The knight king of the otherworldly moon

"Astolfo, your belief is useless.

The evidence we need."

Another general stood up. This... mustache general was named Ganiron.

"Are you also doubting Bradamante, Ganilon."

Ah Fu continued to maintain his friend.

"Of course I don't want to doubt the loyalty of the White Feather Knight.

However, just like what Namo said, the previous events, plus the handwriting of the letter was the same as hers, so we had to doubt.

No one wants to be careful behind their backs when they are on the battlefield, all I want is a result."

Ganilon said a question that everyone was worried about.

On the battlefield itself is very dangerous, if you also consider the dark arrows from behind you, it is almost equal to death.

Nobody wants to die.

"I really don't know what that letter is about, and I haven't seen it before."

Bradamante didn't know what to say at this point.

She's not good at this kind of rhetoric.

"Is it really"

Namo's eyes were still suspicious.

"That's it."

"That's right, that's right! Besides, isn't it just a letter.

It's nothing, it's not a letter written by Bradamante, maybe it's something that someone deliberately left in her room.

us......"

A Fu said at this time that the problem is the key.

It is true that the letter was found in Bradamante's room, but the problem is that it was written by the other party.

In this way, Bradamante's suspicion will be much less.

However, just when Ah Fu and everyone thought so, a soldier's report continued to come from outside the door.

"Report to the marshal, found a letter in Bradamante's."

The moment this voice appeared, the scene, fell into a mysterious silence.

The words are also completely mute.

When the soldiers brought the letter, Charlemagne did not, but opened it on the spot.

This time, it was a letter written by Bradamante to the other party, and the recipient's signature was Caesar.

The letter stated that Bradamante had missed a shot, and that he would continue to work hard to kill one or two of the twelve knights.

Most importantly, the handwriting on the letter belonged to Bradamante.

Everyone looked at the letter and fell into complete silence, and Bradamante looked at the letter in astonishment.

It was her handwriting that was correct, but she was sure she hadn't written such a thing.

The atmosphere at the scene became: very oppressive, and for a time everyone seemed to have suspicious eyes.

Except for one person.

"A false accusation! This letter is a trap, by which Rome will weaken our strength.

We can't be fooled."

Archbishop Richelieu stood up, and he directly pointed out the problem.

The reason why he didn't stand up just now was because he believed that such trivial matters Charlemagne could finally handle and make the doubts disappear.

But now it seems that if he doesn't... stand up, the problem will ferment and become: serious.

At that time, even in order to give everyone an explanation, Charlemagne could only send Bradamante down.

"What about the handwriting?"

Ganilon continued to ask.

"Handwriting can be imitated."

"Imitate! Do you know what that means, Mr. Archbishop.

If it's really imitating, it means we have a high-ranking spy so that the letters can be put in her room.

At the same time, that person is very familiar with her and can imitate her handwriting."

Ganilon continued.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he expanded the problem a lot.

There is a contradiction in sight.

If Bradamante is not an insider, it proves that there is another insider between them.

This person may also be an acquaintance of the crowd.

Otherwise it doesn't make sense.

For a while, the way people looked at each other also changed.

Suspicion spreads in people's hearts.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Richelieu felt that the situation was not good.

When Ganilon said these words, it meant that an inner ghost had to be 'stand up', otherwise this matter would never end.

Compared with other people who don't know, the people present want to put this crime on the ready-made people. This is human nature.

"Let's talk about handwriting first.

In order to prevent handwriting from being imitated, those of us who have magic powers usually leave their own magic powers in themselves and in the handwriting.

Everyone's magic fluctuations are different, and this cannot be imitated.

But neither of these letters has this magical imprint.

Suffice it to say, they're just fakes."

"His Excellency Archbishop, you are really leisurely.

But have you forgotten that Bradamante is not a magician."

Ganilon continued sarcastically.

"I don't know if I'm leisurely, but Lord Ganiron, are you being too targeted at the White Feather Knight?"

"Target! I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just stating a fact.

Since I stepped into the battlefield, I have long been ready to die for the country, and I am not afraid of death.

Even if you get stabbed from behind.

I'm just an ordinary general, and it doesn't matter if I die.

But the twelve knights are different, and the front line depends on them.

If there are heavy casualties among them, and France is defeated, who will bear the result?"

Ganilon's seemingly righteous words won the favor of most of the people present.

After all, a righteous knight like now can be used as an example.

Especially now that he is still thinking of other people, but also for the sake of the country.

But his words were also caught by Richelieu.

"That's right, the Twelve Knights are an important fighting force that cannot be lost.

Therefore, we should not blame Bradamante when this situation is unclear.

Otherwise, we will only lose combat power."

"If you keep her, you won't lose your combat power"

Ganilon immediately asked back.

no.313 The way to not be handsome

At this time, Namo, who admired Ganiron very much, also stood up and continued to speak.

"His Excellency, I would like to ask you something.

Are you serious about saying these words now?

You can guarantee that she will not point her sword at her fellow man afterward."

That's the biggest problem right now.

If Bradamante can't be trusted, others won't feel comfortable going out with her.

Maybe the letter is a small problem, but she has also attacked her comrades before.

"Bradamante wouldn't do such a vile thing."

Ah Fu continued to firmly support his friends.

"It's not your turn to promise, Astolfo."

"What do you mean"

"You all know what I mean.

I can't give her my back, that's what I mean.

Speaking of which, it suddenly occurred to me that her ancestors have British and Roman blood, and it is entirely possible to betray her now."

Namo talked and contacted the bloodline.

"Nonsense! According to you, I also have British blood, am I a betrayal too?"

"I don't rule out the possibility."

Seeing that Namo and A'Fu exchanged fire again, Dion couldn't stand it anymore.

"Your Excellency Namo, what you said is too much."

He took the initiative to speak.

"You think I'm too much"

"Yes! The identities of the two of them are decided by the king. Your actions now are equal to doubting the king's decision."

"you......"

Before we knew it, the premonition of division began to appear in this conference room.

Richelieu looked at everything in front of him and felt a little bad.

But the problem is that his prestige is not enough... to suppress these arrogant soldiers, he can only look at Charlemagne.

In fact, Charlemagne was also thinking about the current problem.

What happened in front of me clearly represented that there was an insider in the meeting.

But he didn't know who that person was.

In order to make the war go smoothly, he decided to find a way to find this inner ghost.

But before that, save Bradamante.

"Everyone! Please be quiet, this time things are a bit complicated.

It involves the Twelve Knights.

Although I am a prince, I have no right to deal with the twelve knights.

Therefore, I decided to let Bradamante return to the royal city to explain the reason to the king.

During this time, we temporarily reduced the offensive, focused on defense, and waited until there was a response from the father and then began to act."