President White Moonlight

The palace where Yeld lived was expanded with space magic, and it has its own hot spring garden.

Su Zhi now lives in the second bedroom on the right side of the master bedroom. She has resisted countless times, saying that her health is almost healed, and she can live in the side hall, but all of them were rejected by Yeld.

I saw the man with an indifferent face, and his eyes were full of gloom: "You have come here to ask for help. As your master, I naturally have to protect you well."

Su Yu thought to himself, if you didn't grit your teeth when you said this, I would have almost believed it.

Yield had a very bad temper during this period, and it was rumored that he was like this because his only apprentice was injured. But Su Zhi knew, no, that anger...it seemed...it was aimed at her.

Especially when changing the dressing, looking at the scar, the man's eyes are very scary.

It seemed like it was going to explode in a second.

Su Zhe pretended to be innocent and pitiful, weak and weak, like a white lotus flower that was not stained with dust, and provoked Yeld in every possible way, implying that he was a man from Angus who attacked him.

Then she would see Yeld's dead fish face: "Hehehe."

As if to say - you continue to make up, I listen.

The number of times was so many that Su Yu couldn't help but secretly speculated whether the other party had discovered his plan.

Tsk!

so troublesome.

She gritted her teeth silently. The pope played a very important role in the whole plan.

Su Hu secretly scolded the cheap master in his heart, if he hadn't killed everyone, then her injury was really Angus' masterpiece, and the current crisis of being exposed would have disappeared.

"Master Yui, the medicine has been changed."

The believers who specially waited on the pope walked into the room in white robes, holding things to use in their hands.

With a soft 'hmm' sound, Su Zhi unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of the clothes, and the white bandage revealed a touch of green, and the medicine penetrated through.

The believers quickly removed the bandages round after round.

Su Zhe looked around, Yield wasn't there?

She wondered, "Where's the master?"

"The Pope has gone to the palace."

"Oh."

You don't need to guess, it must be because of her injury. King Lasilis wanted to negotiate so that he would stop pursuing this matter and let Prince Angus go. For this, various compensations must be necessary. At this time, it depends on how much she is worth in his heart.

Just be sure to cook it longer.

Let Princess Catherine establish authority.

Just when Su Bing was thinking about how to go next, a strange voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"You are Mr. Ichii, right?"

"Huh? Are you?"

Su Bao raised his head, only to realize that at some point, a strange man and woman had appeared at the door. They were both wearing white robes that symbolized the Holy See. Huya.

"I'm Ling, and this is Nick. Both of us, like you, have S-level talent in the light department."

Su Yu responded with his eyes, so what? What are you here for?

"Today is the holiday. We heard that you are here, Mr. Yiyi, so we came here to pay a special visit." Ling bowed slightly to show respect.

"Well. Hello, I'm Jiyi Calder."

All the bandages on the shoulders were removed, revealing the hideous scars underneath, which were shocking on the snow-white skin.

"My God! This must be very painful." Ling ran over quickly, covered her mouth, her eyes were full of pity, "The people of the empire are too hateful, knowing your identity, Mr. Yi Yi, dare to kill you .”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Seeing her performance, Su Shi, who had always been distant, softened slightly.

"It's so big, how can it not hurt?"

"The master lit the requiem lamp in the room, and the wound didn't feel at all." Su Bao recalled the scene at that time in his mind, with a face that smelled bad, showing great dissatisfaction, and his words were yin and yang, but his body was very weak. Honestly help her calm the wound and relieve the pain.

The requiem lamp is made of a very precious herbal medicine, and the effect after being lit is somewhat similar to modern drugs, which can make people feel soothed and happy.

But without any side effects.

As expected of the world of magic, everything is possible.

"Ah, is that so?" Ling lowered her brows and couldn't see her expression clearly, "It seems that His Majesty really loves Lord Luyi very much, that's great!"

Su Yu didn't know how to react.

Fortunately, soon, the girl raised her head, showed a bright smile again, and sat beside her very enthusiastically, talking in a chattering voice. Su Bao responded politely, but all he thought about was the situation in the palace.

The imperial palace, the side hall of King Lasilis.

In order to show respect for the Pope, King Lasilis did not sit on his precious throne, but asked his servants to bring a chair and sit opposite the Pope. The steam from the hot black tea engulfed each other's brows and eyes.

The well-built king took the initiative to ask: "How is Luyi's wound now?"

"No big problem." Yield responded calmly.

"That's good. It would be a great loss to the empire if we lost this lovely noble lady." King Lasilis laughed boldly, rubbing his fingers against the warm cup wall, his brown eyes full of tears. Deep meaning, "I heard, Yeld, you have found conclusive evidence?"

"Ok."

The silver-haired pope nodded, his expression was as flat as ever, making it hard to see the depth.

The man cursed the old fox secretly in his heart: "Can you reveal the identity of the murderer?"

"After a while, let's talk about it after we catch him." Yield said meaningfully, with a fierce light in his golden eyes, which made King Lasilis terrified.

"I also found something here. If you don't mind, why don't the two of us work together to make it faster." King Lasilis said righteously: "Those who hurt the nobles of the empire must not be let go."

"Huh? Really?"

"of course."

Yield put down the teacup, propped his chin with one hand, and said with a half-smile: "Forget it, Lu Yi is my disciple, so naturally I should give her justice, we'd better separate and investigate separately. "

Sure enough, it's not that simple!

King Lasilis sighed secretly, suffering from a headache.

The murderer is not only being investigated by the Holy See, but also by the Empire.

Through clues, King Lasilis discovered that Angus was most likely the one who did the attack. If he wants to fight with Catherine internally, it doesn't matter what the quarrel is, but if he gets involved with foreign forces, it will be two different concepts.

Unanimity is the choice of the empire.

Therefore, King Lasilis secretly asked people to destroy a lot of evidence, but unexpectedly, the Holy See still got hold of it.

While the two were practicing Tai Chi with each other, the guard who guarded the door suddenly knocked on the door and entered, knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty, Princess Catherine begs to see you."

"Tell her that I am discussing things with the Pope and let her come back someday."

Come to this point, as long as you are not stupid, you will understand what she is for. King Lasilis didn't want to increase the pressure for nothing.

"Let her come in, it doesn't matter, anyway, we have already discussed it." Yeld said slowly, pretending to be beautiful, fairy-like, with the holy light of God on his body, compassionate and compassionate.

King Lasilis: "..."

Even more headaches.

Catherine didn't wear a formal court dress today. The fiery red knight outfit can better highlight her fiery figure. The sharp accessories around her waist make her aura even sharper, like a sharp knife, which may stab her at any time. hurt others.

She bowed to the two people with a graceful posture, and she did it gracefully, making it impossible for people to find fault.

"Catherine, what are you doing here?"

"Yes, Father." She took a sheepskin scroll from the space bracelet, "This is a contract I found during my recent investigation. As long as the three dark mages kill Luyi, they will get a lot of money." Huge wealth, of course, they also paid a third of the deposit in advance. There are not many people who can come up with so much gold coins, and the murderer can be identified with only a short difference."

King Lasiris trembled his fingers and praised without conscience: "Well done."

"This is what I should do. It is my duty to serve the empire." Catherine said with awe-inspiring justice.

King Lasilis: "..."

That's really a big thank you.

"Show me the contract." Yeld stretched out his hand.

"Yes, His Excellency the Pope." Catherine showed what was in her hand respectfully, "Excuse me, do you want this, is it useful?"

Yield said: "You don't need to go one by one, it's so troublesome, if you cast a tracking magic, you will naturally know who the murderer is." on parchment paper.

King Lasilis' heart jumped when he saw it, and he clenched his hands subconsciously.

Catherine was beaming with joy and full of anticipation.

"Let's go, follow the butterfly, and we will find the murderer," he said.

Yeld felt that Luyi had already paid such a high price, it would be pitiful if Angus hadn't been knocked down, the apprentice was disobedient, he closed the door and taught himself a lesson, after all, he couldn't let outsiders bully him.

The golden butterfly flew over the garden, the palace, and came to a luxurious noble mansion.

"Is this the Jackson family?" Catherine asked.

Yield frowned slightly: "Who is that?"

"One of the dukes of the empire." Catherine thought for a while, and added: "Their heir, Phil Jackson, is Luyi's ex-fiancé." Carefully observing Yeld's expression, she inserted the knife silently : "A scumbag who abandoned Luyi and made her feel sad."

King Lasilis: "..."

Yield took back the steps that were about to walk away, and the expression on his face made people shudder: "Hehehe!"

I don't know why, but I'm so angry.

Since Su Zhi's biggest enemy should be Prince Angus, Yeld had already made up his mind before he came, and he must find a reason to kill him today. And now...he felt that his goal could be temporarily changed.

With a few words from Catherine, she successfully kept the competitor and deceived the opponent's subordinates.

The golden butterfly had disappeared without a trace. With the permission of the two kings, Catherine knocked on the gate herself. Under the astonished gazes of the guards and maids, she quickly stepped into the mansion and followed Yeld's footsteps. Walking inside.

"Quick! Go and inform the Duke that His Majesty, His Majesty the Pope, and Princess Catherine are visiting."

"yes."

When Earl Jackson arrived, Yeld and the others happened to find Fair in the garden.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the ground is covered with snowflakes, and when one's feet step on it, a black mark will be left. In the small domed European-style tea pavilion in the back garden, Fei Er and his fiancée were curiously looking at the golden butterflies flying in front of them.

"What is this? Have you seen it?" Phil asked.

"I don't know." Ling Nuo shook his head.

Fair has been under a lot of pressure recently. Although Angus gave the order, he was the one who found the killer. If something is found out in the end, he will definitely be pushed out to take the blame. Fortunately, the Jackson family has already found a substitute for the dead ghost in advance. Of course, whether the plan can be successful is another matter.

To be honest, Fer didn't want to kill Chiuyi if he could.

For this ex-fiancee, he always has a subtle feeling in his heart.

It's just that, as the heir, he must give priority to family interests. It has nothing to do with love, this is his responsibility, and when he shoulders it, he must try his best to do his best, even if he dies because of it in the future, he will have no complaints.

Ling Lu seemed to be aware of his thoughts, silently looking up at the sky.

are the same as each other.

For her family, she can give her soul.

"Okay! It turns out that you were the one who was assassinated." Catherine's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, followed by a sharp sword, "Phil Jackson, Lingbo Priss, What do you two have to say?"

"what?"

Before the two of them could react, Catherine took off the murderer's hat first, raised her eyes, and the three people who appeared after that made their bodies tremble suddenly, and their voices were sharp: "Your Majesty!"

Yield raised his finger: "You two, stand apart."

"yes."

I haven't figured out what happened yet, but my body obeyed the order subconsciously.

It was obviously a cold winter, but thinking about what Catherine had just said, Fer's back was already wet with cold sweat, and the strong wind blew past, carrying the cold that could make people suffer from frostbite. He lowered his head respectfully, and suddenly felt something touching the top of his head.

When I touched it with my hand, I saw something golden fluttering down.

This is... the butterfly just now?

etc! Butterfly?

Feier raised his head abruptly, staring blankly at the silver-haired pope opposite him, his heart was beating fast, making a thumping sound. He heard the man's voice, accompanied by the footsteps of everyone in the family, so clearly.

"Phil Jackson. You hired killers to hurt people in the Holy See. This is a provocation to the Holy See. Here, you and your family are given the death penalty."

A few light words, without any weight, can turn the entire Duke's mansion into a sea of ​​blood.

"No! Your Majesty, it's all my fault. I'm so despicable. Please avoid my family." Feier knelt down with trembling lips, humble posture, "You are the incarnation of the God of Light, a symbol of God , please be merciful, please."

Now that the pope has come, there must be evidence in his hand.

King Lasilis didn't refute his words, obviously acquiescing, and there is no point in sophistry at this time.

Fair did not hesitate to take all the blame for the crimes. He was obviously scared to death, but he still threw high hats at Yield one after another, as if he would be a murderous executioner if he didn't let the Jackson family go.

"To kill or not to kill, is there any room for you to speak?"

Yeld looked condescendingly at the kneeling young man, his golden eyes were extremely cold, under the gaze of these eyes, it seemed that people had become smaller, Feier shuddered, and his heart kept sinking.

Ling Lu stared blankly at this scene, and wanted to say something, but under the tremendous pressure, he couldn't even move his fingers.

"His Majesty."

Feier set his begging eyes on King Lasilis, full of expectation.