[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

"It's playing music..."

"The queen is coming!"

……

The loud and clear trumpets were played in unison, and the noisy crowd was silent, only sporadic conversations could be heard.

The melodious music became louder and louder, and the people who were in social activities stopped chatting at the same time. They went to their respective positions tacitly, waiting in turn on the side of the road decorated with beautiful flowers, looking expectantly at the end of the carpet, the gate of the banquet hall .

Under the leadership of the attendants, Drake walked to the area reserved for the governors. There were quite a few people waiting here. In addition to the governors and envoys from all over the world, there were also envoys from other countries.

Except for the natives of noble origin, many guests have completely different customs and dresses, and the excessively dazzling colors are incompatible with the elegant and shining hall.

Undoubtedly, Drake, who is all in black, is also one of the elements of this discord - even if his dress is made of the most fashionable fabrics and cuts, the effect presented is very different from other aristocratic men.

Today's mainstream aesthetics of the aristocracy can be summarized as white and gentle, and this standard is gender-neutral.For women, a beauty must be soft and lovely, with a slender waist, and skin as white as snow; for men, this standard becomes thin and fair, gentle and gentle, and it is of course good to be tall and strong, but too strong will be judged as rude.

In general, the less one looks like a person engaged in manual labor, the more noble one appears.

Drake deeply felt that this set of aesthetics was flawed, and he did not decide to abide by it. He immediately rejected the retro plan of spraying perfume, powder and wearing wigs, and forced the tailor to remove all the cumbersome patterns on the dress. A funeral-style black suit is considered ready.

Drake is comfortable, but the tailor who was "invited" by the force and served as a staff officer fell into painful torture.

He stared dumbfounded at the newly promoted earl, especially his bronzed skin, sharp and gloomy facial features, and his burly and aggressive body that couldn't even be concealed by the pure black dress.

The poor tailor almost knocked against the wall at that time, and he thought, don’t tell me that this dress was made by me when you go out—I didn’t dare to say it, but I could only look at the employer in front of me in horror, as if I saw a man dressed in human skin the beast.

The tailor's expression well interpreted his heart, so the Earl's evil henchmen caught him, and the oldest of them pressed his shoulder: "Mr. Tailor, I remember that there are executives among your guests." Minister, the name is... oh, that Parcival, isn’t he? Isn’t his hair dressed up like a dog? Why do you give us a head? Your Excellency’s dress is like this? Is it because your craftsmanship is not good enough?”

The professional field was washed away, and the tailor couldn't help it: "It's not a matter of tailoring at all! Your Excellency Parcival is indeed too strong, but he has always followed my advice in dress design and never removed any decorations, and he The perfume he wears is very elegant, and his etiquette and demeanor are praised by others—but just like this, he is always criticized by the ladies for being rough and reckless. You see, his lovers (from the rumors in the capital) are all courtesans or the daughters of merchants. There are noble ladies who favor him!"

In other words, Drake, who is much rougher than Percival, is hopeless in the aesthetics of the nobles of the royal capital.

The sailors looked at each other: "..."

In the end, it was Drake who rescued the innocent tailor. He warned the subordinates who stayed in the mansion not to make trouble, and went to the banquet frankly.

As a matter of course, since Drake walked into the gate of the palace, he has been receiving veiled looks from many sides. Fortunately, the disgust of decent people is also decent. In the smile, it was never exposed on the bright side.

And when the sea monster arrived at the main venue of the spring banquet, the silent repulsion reached its peak, and a vacuum area appeared around him, and no one wanted to approach him—this allowed the nobles present to escape a disaster by luck.

Not even the most vicious pirates dare to make eye contact with Drake, let alone ordinary people!What's more, this group of nobles living in Nordnore are weaker than the flowers in the greenhouse. If they really reveal their malice in front of the sea monster, they are likely to suffer severe mental damage.

This is not Drake's subjective and deliberate revenge, but the instinct he honed in the fight.

In fact, Miao Xuan also had this stage, but his spiritual power has been restrained to the peak, and that is the real mastery.

Back at the ball, the queen was about to arrive, all the dignitaries gathered around the aisle, and Drake stood quietly at the end.

He has no malice towards the royal family, but he doesn't have any good feelings either. This position suits him best.

A governor of aristocratic background thought he was secretly looking at Drake, lowered his voice, and said to the people around him: "Look at that dirty black skin, is it the curse of coal and the scorching sun? The fishy smell engraved in the bones, and the clothes... Hmph, extremely barbaric."

His companion echoed: "Yes, our beautiful Aydno has fallen into the hands of pirates like this. It's really a pearl with dust, and a beauty in ruins."

Drake: "..."

Probably noticing Drake's gaze, the noble raised his head and smiled at him—he didn't know that even at such a long distance, Drake could still hear the whispered words clearly, so his smile remained the same. Complacent and arrogant.

Now the royal family is silent, many powers that once belonged to the royal family have been assigned to the cabinet, and new classes are infiltrating the country's ruling system.

This trend is very beneficial to Drake, otherwise he would not be able to get the title of "Count". It's something that breaks tradition and surprises people.

Even though he has a prominent status and a large territory in his hands, the new governor does not have a "matching" background. Coupled with his birth that he never concealed, this naturally brought strong dissatisfaction among many people.

In the capital of Nordnore, there are not a few people who have malicious intentions towards the pirate earl. Even officials of civilian origin hide a sense of contempt, not to mention the pretentious nobles.

Drake had encountered so many similar situations that he didn't even bother to warn with his eyes.

The leader of this group is probably the current Minister of State, Ian Parcival. Drake met Parcival in Rusdshire and was very surprised by his unabashed disgust.

It stands to reason that they had worked together to wipe out "Blackbeard", and Percival is not a person who sticks to blood, but he just has a strong hostility towards Drake.

"It's almost as if you stole his wife—if it wasn't for the boss, you never look for a woman, I would really believe it." The old sailor said to his young leader, "No, although this guy is still Not married, but he has a lot of affairs, it is said that he does not find a wife just to mess around, huh, these damned nobles."

Stealing a wife is of course impossible :), and Drake doesn't take this matter very seriously.

Before this overly strong hostility did not touch Drake's bottom line, he would only be surprised instead of troubled or annoyed.

In the end, Parcival is just a minister of administration who has fought for several years, and his divine favor is just a brutal flame, which is nothing to Drake—with the current power of the "sea monster", As long as it is within a limited range, he can find an opportunity to assassinate the cabinet red dragon at any time.

This time the banquet is the same, Drake has long been prepared mentally, he has the mentality of a responsible governor to deal with the royal family and the parliament, and deal with these so-called "colleagues".

— in minimalist gowns, without pretense or attitude.

Percival is nothing, and other people are even more insignificant. Drake will not care about the evaluation of the governor, just as the tsunami passing through the border will not care about the curses of ants. He still stands quietly behind the crowd, watching silently. The wide walkway in the hall.

But even if Drake didn't do anything, the person who came to provoke him was still frightened by him, just like mortals would be afraid of beasts and natural disasters, the moment their eyes met, the governor slammed He shivered, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind were also emptied.

However, his companion didn't look back, so he didn't know what happened, and he was still muttering: "Three months ago, His Royal Highness issued a decree for preferential treatment of Aydno, and he even commended the pirate governor. What a shame!" A pampered Highness, how could he know how dangerous this kind of person is..."

The governor was still in shock, his lips trembling and he couldn't speak.

"His Royal Highness I'm referring to is Prince Ceylon." The companion thought he didn't know, and even explained to him in a low voice, "Don't underestimate this Royal Highness, his status is not low, some of his instructions , even the cabinet ministers must abide by it.”

These words fell into Drake's ears at the same time. Of course, he knew that there was such a prince in the Stuart royal family—it was said that he was crippled by the eagle when he was young, and he was no longer destined for the throne.

However, the prince did not lose his recovery because of this. He did still have considerable power, such as the "carrier pigeons" everywhere.

The empathy from the dream made Drake not disgusted with the Prince of Ceylon, and the royal family’s tolerant attitude to the outside world is respectable. In addition, the prince’s injury came from the persecution of the eagle. In this matter, they are natural alliance.

Like Miao Xuan, Drake didn't believe that Jun Ying was dead, and one of the purposes of his arrival in the capital was to investigate this matter.

At the end of the aisle, the royal attendants appeared holding flowers, and at the end near the gate, the originally quiet crowd suddenly became agitated!

Drake caught many strange sounds:

"Here we come! That's..."

"It's His Majesty—who is that?"

"Lord, he is handsome."

……

The grand music covered the commotion of the crowd, and Drake looked towards the end of the aisle with some surprise. Under the curtain decorated with flowers, he saw the current royal family members.

The kind old queen came slowly with her cumbersome skirt, her pale hair tied into a magnificent bun, and her attendants surrounded her, beside her were——

It stands to reason that at such a ball, the queen would either appear alone or accompanied by a male companion of similar status, but this time, she was not accompanied by a guard or a certain nobleman, but a young man in a wheelchair.

Short light brown hair, blue eyes, a deep and clear face, a straight back, and that gentle smile as always.

Drake froze, he stared straight at the man, almost lost the ability to think at this moment.

Exactly the same——no, if you only look at the appearance, it is not difficult to find traces of changes on his body. The Highness in the dream still has a bit of tenderness that belongs to a teenager, but the man in front of him has lost all his youthfulness, and he is completely exposed. Showing his true qualities, it's like a well-polished crystal.

Can't go wrong.

How could it go wrong?The moment Drake saw the Prince of Ceylon, he fell into an almost crazy shock and joy.

That was not a wishful dream, let alone a wishful thinking. They were really connected and touched each other's souls...

He is real!Drake's head is full of a flipping thought - he is real!

Even though they never really met each other, the sea monsters drifting in the deep sea have engraved this bird that lost its wings into its soul. There were many nights when he just stared at the feathers of this white dove. , weaving the common memories that never happened, dreaming about the bright future of meeting each other, as if this can make the dream come true, as if this can...

To be able to truly meet him, to be able to accompany him for a long time, to be able to possess him arrogantly.

"Who is he?"

Drake heard a panicked voice, and he wondered who would ask such a question until he realized it was coming from his own throat.

A certain governor next to him seemed to say something, it was a very long sentence, but Drake didn't hear a word, he just stared at the man in the wheelchair, tracing his whole body with his eyes Up and down colors and lines...

At this moment, there is only him in his world.

If the keen Prince of Ceylon sensed something, he raised his eyes and met Drake's eyes—yes, it was these eyes, which were as clear and blue as the winter night sky, which made the monsters in the deep sea dream. Never forget.

I should have smiled, no, maybe I should have bowed, no!Just kneel down on one knee?Is this better?

The upside-down shouting came to an abrupt end, and Drake's mind began to be filled with chaotic thoughts, but his body became the most clumsy thing in the world, and those blue eyes were obviously still so gentle, but But at the same time, it seems to possess petrifying magic power, turning this poor sea monster into a silly sculpture.

Prince Ceylon nodded with a smile, and then he turned his head and looked away——

No, you can't!

At this moment, Drake even instinctively refused, he was so afraid of gaining and losing again, even the diversion of his eyes frightened him...

Immediately afterwards, the man in the wheelchair turned his head again, as if he had heard the secret call hidden in Drake's heart, so the eyes of the two met again, but this time, the calm blue eyes were filled with curiosity and vigilance. and wonder.

Only then did Drake realize that he had left his position, and he stopped immediately, not because he was worried about breaking the rules of the banquet, but because of the way His Highness looked at him.

Just like the beast trainers for the fierce beasts they raised with their own hands, they only need one look, and the sea monsters can stay in place obediently, willingly waiting for any instructions.

The royal entrance continues, of course, until the Queen's slow ascension to the throne, which is exactly the end.

The prince's wheelchair was placed beside her, and both of them had faint smiles on their faces, talking softly like a real mother and child.

"...I didn't expect that His Royal Highness is so outstanding. It's really a pity." The voice of the guest beside him finally reached Drake's ears smoothly, with bright sarcasm, "Your Excellency Brown, you are the first You must have never seen such a character when you first arrived in Nordnor, right?"

Derek stared at the side face of the little prince, and replied absentmindedly: "Yes."

"Then we will have to behave well during the audience." The guest continued his taunt, "Maybe your Majesty and His Highness will still remember you!"

Drake was stunned, and after a while, he turned to the stranger beside him: "You're right."

This time the sea monster did not restrain his strength, the stranger was frightened half to death while being mentally shocked, so he rolled his eyes and fell directly on the servant's arm.

*

Before the official start of the ball, the guests stepped forward to meet the queen one by one. Miao Xuan routinely opened the small map in the spiritual domain and made a rough check.

As usual, the small dots present are either neutral yellow or friendly green, even the governor of Aydnor is pure green - this pirate who makes Ian very vigilant and has amazingly long blue bars The governor actually has kindness towards a lonely royal prince.

Miao Xuan looked in the direction of Mr. Pirate in some surprise, but saw a fainted nobleman being carried out of the hall.

Miao Xuan: ...

Who is this, so false.

However, the small map is a product based on Miao Xuan's spiritual power after all, and it also has the possibility of error, especially in the small world where Miao Xuan is restricted. Therefore, no matter how the small map is evaluated, the real camp still depends on the individual's actions. Judge by what you do.

For example, in the last world, Miao Xuan never used a small map to detect Bai Shu and Cang Qi—when he did not import the spiritual power of the main body, the powerful spiritual power of the detection object would cause huge interference, and it would be easy to Let him be uncertain.

The situation is the same this time, the governor of Idno is quite powerful, his blue bar is twice that of Miao Xuan's modeling this time, not only that, his blood bar is also quite thick, far surpassing Miao Xuan, only Second to Ian, this comprehensive data is on par with the goal of a few years ago.

This kind of situation is quite rare in the previous world, but a person has such a powerful force but is not the target. Is it because Drake Brown is not at the core of the world context?

But with such a powerful force, why didn't he affect the course of this world?You must know that in many cases, powerful power itself is an interference item, even if the owner does not have this will, his existence will lead to changes in history.

Miao Xuan asked the small system to collect and register, and when he came back to his senses, the big green dot had already entered the line of guests, and he was still looking at him with that kind of look—yes, that kind of look, It didn't stop from the moment he entered the door, sticking directly to his body.

Miao Xuan couldn't tell what it was like, until the little system slandered in a low voice: [Why is it like a dog staring at meat... No, it's a bit like a wolf that has been starving for a long time. 】

Miao Xuan: ...

The guests met at a very fast pace, and finally it was Drake's turn. After the noble couple in the front row finished complimenting the Queen, he couldn't wait to step forward, and even stared at Miao Xuan when he bent down to salute , so that this etiquette action is very irregular.

But at this time, Drake didn't think of this at all. He didn't even look at the Queen, but only looked at Miao Xuan, and shouted stiffly: "Your Highness."

Miao Xuan thought this was some common routine and compliment - after all, tonight was his first public appearance, and the general public who had an audience with the Queen would basically say a few words like this.

So while waiting for the cliché, he nodded and responded: "Yes?"

However, it was this response that broke all hesitation, and for the sea monsters with few rational minds left, it was equivalent to permission to a certain extent——

Drake suddenly took a step forward, and he simply crossed the customary etiquette distance, almost sticking to the throne!

Normally, Nightingale's attendants had politely stopped him, but at this time they didn't respond, some kind of force blocked their guards, allowing the Governor's actions to succeed.

Miao Xuan was startled, and pulled the puppet behind him to block the queen. He did not forget that this person's divine favor was related to the spiritual realm, so besides holding the dagger, he was also prepared for mental protection.

However, Drake's target was not the queen at all. He simply stopped in front of the little prince's wheelchair, his scorching eyes wandering lingeringly, only to hear a muffled sound, and the Governor suddenly knelt down on one knee and held it without any explanation. He took Miao Xuan's hand that was clasped in the wheelchair, leaned over and kissed it!

This series of actions was really too fast, but the governor still had a serious face, as if this was not the scene of a political dinner, but a wedding hall witnessed by a priest.

Thinking it was an attack, Miao Xuan pulled out the dagger and shoved it back in embarrassment:? ? ?

The nightingales finally came to their senses:? ? !

The queen who was still confused and pinched her reading glasses at a loss: ...?

Under the throne, the confused guests: ...?

Of course, there is a hand kiss in this era, but it can only be applied to women, and it must be a married lady, the more solemn the attitude, the better.

Hand kissing will inevitably have a frivolous meaning for unmarried women. It is common in young couples playing with the same sex, but it appears on formal occasions, and it is still for unmarried men... To be honest, there has never been such a precedent.

At this moment, Miao Xuan didn't know whether this person really didn't understand etiquette, or if he gave him this on purpose to embarrass everyone in the audience.

But to be honest, Miao Xuan didn't feel offended, because the governor looked very solemn at the moment, and he made this kiss as if he was taking an oath, so he just pressed his lips against him so lightly. The hot and moist breath brushed against the back of his hand, making Miao Xuan's arms tense unconsciously.

"Your Highness..."

After the kiss was over, the man raised his head and called out again with a sigh, and then he lowered his eyes again, and put his side face on the back of Miao Xuan's hand, so the paleness and bronze were distinct, this strong and soft His posture reminds people of some kind of submissive beast.

The pair of pupils temporarily hidden under the eyelids are pure black without any variegation, impermeable to any light, pure and clean, but with a beast-like ferocity.

For a moment, Miao Xuan felt that these eyes seemed familiar, where...is it in this world?Or did it come from past memories, or was it really just his illusion?

"rude!"

The furious voice interrupted the brief silence, and Miao Xuan woke up from the trance. He immediately withdrew his hand and looked at the source of the voice—it was indeed Ian. He was so emotional that he couldn't even restrain his nerves. En strength, the temperature in the surrounding air has risen a lot.

The nightingales also surrounded him belatedly, trying to politely shoo away the impolite guys. For the group of late guards, Drake didn't resist, he followed the nightingale's movements and stood up.

Until this moment, the shocked crowd finally regained their strength. Everyone looked at the throne with a state of shock and eating melons. The trivial conversation spread like an infection. Soon, the hall of the Spring Banquet was occupied by noisy voices.

The queen was at a loss: "This, this is..."

"I was the one to be rude." Derek lowered his head towards Miao Xuan, as if obediently leaving, "Please forgive me."

The apology seemed respectful, but he did not explain his behavior, not to mention his physique was perfectly displayed after standing up straight, Miao Xuan only felt that the light in front of him was covered.

"This..." The Queen looked at Drake who was standing upright, and then at her eldest nephew, both weird and confused, "Mona, what's going on?"

"It's nothing." Miao Xuan was silent for a moment, pressed the back of his hand, and said as calmly as possible, "Mr. Governor, before the next meeting, please learn the etiquette first."

Drake lowered his head, with a straight face, and replied softly: "Well, I'll listen to you."

Miao Xuan: ...?

What's going on with this guy? Is it an illusion? Could it be that he's - shy?

The nightingales couldn't bear it long ago, and pulled this guy away forcefully, but before passively leaving, Drake still didn't forget to look sideways at the queen—but he didn't look at the queen, but gave a stern glance to block the The puppet in front of the queen.

This look, how should I put it, is a bit like jealousy.

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan thought, it shouldn't be his illusion this time, right?

*

Except for the unlucky guy who was sent to the doctor because of fainting, and the rude person who was thrown out during the interview stage, the spring feast did not have any accidents related to personnel, and it ended smoothly.

Miao Xuan returned to the bedroom, and the pigeons sent complete information—everything about Drake Brown.

With a lot of information, Miao Xuan rummaged through it from beginning to end, but he didn't find anything strange from this decisive and iron-blooded life experience. He even began to doubt the "Drey" he saw today. "Governor K" is fake, but the data on the blood and blue bars can't lie.

On the other hand, the small system is terrified in his brother's sea of ​​consciousness - think about it, a person who is a fighter, has been on the road for many years, is not married at 27, does not love women or money, and kisses him when they first meet The hand of a strange man.

It has that familiar smell.

At this moment, the carrier pigeon's messenger hurriedly knocked on the door. After the puppet opened the door, she grabbed the door frame and reported: "Your Highness! That guy has found Christine—"

Christine is the name of the theater where Miao Xuan lives in seclusion every day. This mansion from his mother is not only the headquarters of the carrier pigeon, but also his real home in this world.

Miao Xuan frowned: "He found it so soon?"

The courier dressed as a female official: "We don't know how he found it, but right after he was thrown out of the palace, he immediately rushed to the theater, booked the night show outside, drove away all ordinary people, and then he... At once……"

Miao Xuan sneered: "What did he do? Destroy my theater?"

The theater is a relic from my mother, and Miao Xuan will not tolerate any faux pas.

The messenger wiped his face: "No, Your Highness, he is transporting things to the theater, you should go and have a look, we can't stop it."

Miao Xuan: ...?

*

Miao Xuan left the palace and rushed to his lair overnight. When he pushed open the outer door for business, he almost didn't recognize this place.

His small theater was originally not a high-end place, just a house hidden in a busy city. The most common consumer group is the middle class, so the management staff only pursued decent layout of the outside.

However, at this moment, his decent stage and auditorium have completely changed their appearance. They look like some kind of dragon's cave, and all kinds of precious treasures are randomly piled on the ground. These things are not the most common ones. Gold and silver, each of them has a value far exceeding that of precious metals.

The cheapest among them is probably the colorful finely ground ore, followed by rare and exotic toys from all over the world, and the most precious is the natural product with special effects-Miao Xuan once used a black pearl to cast the eyes of a puppet, That pearl was one such treasure.

Miao Xuan realized belatedly that he was hit with money.

This felt so weird, he recalled the last time he was thrown money... Unless he went to the system's record book, he really couldn't remember.

Small system: ...

When Miao Xuan heard the correspondent behind him gasp with no ambition, he had no choice but to let the puppet push the wheelchair instead of her, and put him directly in the center of the stage.

The governor of Aydeno was waiting under the stage, standing upright—Miao Xuan waited for a long time but failed to get his opening remarks. The purpose of this person standing here seemed to be to look at him. First said: "Although it is very presumptuous to ask, can I ask you to get these things back?"

Drake was shocked, and asked cautiously: "You...don't like them?"

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan: "Sorry, it's not a question of whether I like it or not. They are very valuable, so I can't just accept them like this. What is your purpose?"

Drake, still in his dreamlike atmosphere, stated the truth confidently: "I just want to give them to you, I can't think of any other way—"

I can't think of any other way to please you.

Of course, Miao Xuan couldn't understand Drake's thoughts, and he refused again: "Before today, we didn't know each other, and we won't get rewarded for nothing, please take them back."

Drake finally realized Miao Xuan's confusion, so he temporarily returned to the logic of normal people, and then replied: "Then this is my apology—for my rudeness."

system:……

The system finally confirmed something, he sat down tiredly on the golden sea of ​​consciousness, and sighed melancholy.

The system didn't say anything, so it was even more impossible for Miao Xuan to comprehend it on his own. He thought he had found the truth keenly - the governor must have other intentions. The opportunity for him to contact.

Although there are many flaws in thinking this way, because it is easy for him to visit, but Miao Xuan really can't find a reasonable reason, so he can only speculate like this for the time being.

"It's just inappropriate etiquette, that's nothing." Miao Xuan continued to refuse, "But since you have found this place, you must have requested something, right? Please be honest, otherwise my answer will not change. "

Drake: ...

Drake stood blankly for a while, obviously still expressionless, but it just gave people a feeling of grievance, he slowly lowered his head: "I am for the belonging of Ayidenor... and 'Eagle'."

The relaxed mood in Miao Xuan's heart disappeared immediately, and he knocked on the wheelchair: "I see, please follow me."

There are loopholes in the carrier pigeon's intelligence, and this pirate governor is related to target one!Pirates——What did the eagle do in this vast ocean, and how many forces did it infiltrate?

Once this connection is made, many things have to be reconsidered.

Miao Xuan took Drake to his innermost study room, but according to the customs of this era, only the study room is the place for serious discussions, and this is the room he has arranged most carefully. Guaranteed to suppress Drake.

However, the governor was a little distracted after he entered the study. He looked at the surrounding layout in a daze, and said softly: "It turns out that this place... and I... have nothing different."

Miao Xuan was taken aback: "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what are you talking about?"

Drake snapped back to himself: "Nothing—it's fine here."

Miao Xuan: "...Please sit down."

The voice fell, and before Miao Xuan asked the puppet to move the stool, Drake had already sat down in the only area that had changed. He took a deep look at the puppet standing by the door, then looked at Miao Xuan, and said seriously: "Next time, please let me do these things."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan didn't know what to say, and helplessness came to his heart again. Just as he was about to get down to business, he suddenly noticed a new guest in the small theater.

It's Ian, he's also in the theater, is there something urgent?

Miao Xuan immediately opened the passage for him, and just as Ian was rushing over, Drake also felt it and looked up to the door.

The door of the study room opened again, and a tall man still in a tuxedo hurried into the room, with an angry expression on his face: "Your Highness, there is something wrong with the governor of Nordnor, his fleet has something strange tonight. movement, they moved—"

Ian's voice stopped abruptly, and only then did he see that hateful, familiar face, this impolite pirate, disgusting savage was sitting in the seat that should belong to him, even still wearing that suit Ridiculous so-called dress, had a long talk with his highness.

What's more terrible is that Drake also showed a defensive look, he even subconsciously made a movement to block in front of the prince - as if this is the lair of this sea monster, and he is the only guardian .

Ian:  …