Quadruple split

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Game time AM08:17

Violet Empire, Royal Capital Salamun, Mercury Garden

Cassie and Levin were sitting under the long eaves of the main room, with a little uneasiness on their faces. Although they didn't even know why they were uneasy, these two high-ranking officials of the Fire Claw Territory felt a little uneasy for no reason. Panic.

If there is a reason, it might be because the orange-haired girl not far away who has become the backbone of everyone has been standing in the middle of the courtyard with a frown on her face for almost two hours...

He didn’t say hello sarcastically, he didn’t go to the Magician’s Guild to relax, he didn’t even do such willful things as “go to the third stall from the left on the main road in the old city and buy me half a catty of fire fruit and peel it.” Using excuses to order others to run errands is not at all like Miss Futaba’s style! !

Perhaps because of this, both Cassie and Levin were a little flustered.

one minute later

"snort!"

Futaba snorted lightly without looking back, startled the brothers who were exchanging glances with sad faces not far away, and then said coldly: "Can you two stop sitting there with such dead expressions on your face?" Staring at me over there? Also, Cassie, are you a little too relaxed? "

Before LeVine could realize the meaning of the second half of his sentence, he saw Cassie sitting next to him shake his body, turn around suddenly and throw out a short knife!

A mage's eye hidden behind the two people was penetrated with a 'pop'.

"When did you..."

Cassie turned her head to look at Futaba in shock, her slightly hoarse tone full of disbelief: "Although I'm not on high alert now, even so, it's impossible to miss such an obvious surveillance magic!"

"Nothing is impossible." The girl shook her head gently, and lit a warm flame beside herself without any casting process: "When you maintain a high level of vigilance, there will be something like this every once in a while. When you are not very focused for a few seconds, and when you are in a normal state, there will be a few seconds that can be called 'relaxed' every once in a while. That mage eye is what I use to summon at that moment. Of course, this requires a certain understanding of you as a person. Without this period of time together, I probably wouldn’t be able to grasp this gap... So, don’t be too inferior~"

Cassie looked at Futaba silently for a while, then suddenly leaned over and saluted: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Futaba didn't even ask why the other person was thanking him, but just raised his eyebrows slightly: "So why did you two look so sad just now? To be able to show that kind of expression, it must be at least the level of a direct relative's death, right?"

Cassie knew that her wording skills were too weak, so she simply didn't speak.

On the other hand, Lewen, the housekeeper of the Fire Claw Territory, smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I don't know, Cassie. I felt that you were a little abnormal... uh, or maybe you were uneasy, so I felt depressed for no reason. Get up, it’s not as extreme as you said.”

"Oh~ your intuition is so sharp."

Futaba looked at Lewen with a smile and asked with interest: "Did you be a sissy with a broken wing in your last life?"

Although he didn't quite understand what the girl meant, Lewen knew very well that it was definitely not a good thing, so he just laughed twice and didn't answer the question.

But Cassie shook her head and said something fair: "Your performance is too obvious."

"Oh, you're right. I have become very emotional recently... no, I have become very emotional since a long time ago." Futaba did not refute Cassie's words, but just sighed softly: "It's a pity that until today I I just realized that, so I became more and more restless..."

Levin was stunned for a moment, and then asked cautiously and tentatively: "What do you mean?"

"Just ask if you don't understand. Don't act as if you have already guessed what's going on." Futaba rolled her eyes at him and frowned slightly: "I mean, when it comes to dealing with the Marshall family, It seems that I thought too little before."

【Not enough! ? 】

Lewen looked at the girl in front of him in confusion. He couldn't imagine where the so-called "young" was! In order to trick Buffy Marshall into coming to the imperial capital, she did not hesitate to put together all the lords, including the emperor. She even memorized all the files left by Ned in a short period of time in order to kill him with one blow. In order to block the news, she even He made more than five plans to force the opponent to stay in the Red Garden! In order to advance the situation to the current situation, she even made unscrupulous demands to the emperor repeatedly, and even offended several grand dukes with rude words, in the land of the Violet Empire!

All Futaba did was to bring dominance and rhythm into her own hands, and the facts proved that she had indeed done it. At this moment, the Grand Duke of Marshall and all his entourage were all confined to the Red Garden, and were jointly established by all the lords. The investigation team rushed to Mercury City on the second day of the meeting in the Purple Nine Hall. All the nobles, including the emperor, were watching the development of the situation tacitly. At least at this stage, no one was openly talking about it. Or extend a helping hand to Marshall secretly, everything develops in the most ideal form as predicted by Futaba, and the result...

As a result, she actually said that she had thought too little! !

Lewin, who couldn't understand it at all, could only cough dryly: "You can't be serious, are you?"

"Is it fun to tease you?"

Futaba passed Lewen and said calmly as he walked into the main house: "I did think less, even though there are almost no flaws and hidden dangers in the layout and implementation, even though I have already given the Marshall family room to turn over. Compressed to infinitely close to zero, even though I relied on deception and inducement to reveal the trump card he used to communicate with the family internally, even though I got the upper hand with mental arithmetic and unintentional, and was fully prepared, this not enough……"

Levine and Cassie followed Futaba into the room. The former looked at the girl curled up on the chair playing with her hair in confusion, and shook his head in confusion: "I don't understand."

Although Cassie didn't speak, his eyes also flashed with the light of 'I don't understand +1'.

"It's very simple. There is never an unbreakable dead end in this world, so there is no foolproof plan." Futaba gently fiddled with his hair and explained calmly: "There are basically no flaws. And hidden dangers do not mean that there are absolutely no loopholes to exploit, and infinitely approaching zero is definitely not equal to zero. An important and key trump card is not necessarily the final trump card. The plan is indeed almost perfect, but the closer it is to perfection, the easier it is. There must be no accidents. Yes, it is an accident. Even a trivial accident may ruin my 'almost' perfect game! Even a flawless satin may be splashed by a pot of water from nowhere. Concentrated sulfuric acid melted into scum!"

Cassie shook her head gloomily: "I can't imagine how Buffy Marshall could make a comeback in this situation."

"It's reasonable that you wouldn't expect it, but what's even more terrifying is that I wouldn't expect it either."

Futaba put her chin on her knees and murmured in a low voice: "You can't prevent or remedy it if you don't expect it. The more perfect you are, the less room for error you have. If that guy knew about it, he would definitely laugh at me, like, 'There is no such thing as anything.'" A stupid move as a back-up measure', 'a rubbish plan that was swallowed up blindly', 'emotional scum of a dead otaku girl' and so on... Damn it... why did I realize it so late..."

This was the first time that Levin saw Futaba so entangled, and he panicked subconsciously, and asked uneasily: "Is the situation really that bad?"

"No, on the contrary, no matter how you analyze it, the situation is very good for us."

Futaba gave a sunny answer with a sad face, and then said in a deep voice: "But this is based on the premise that we have not left ourselves any room for detours. In other words, if any accidents occur, we have almost no room for detours. What a decent way to deal with it.”

Although they did not fully understand what Futaba meant, this did not prevent Cassie and Levine from quickly becoming ugly.

"Of course, you don't have to worry too much. Didn't I say that I have minimized the possibility of any accidents?"

Futaba jumped down from the chair and showed a refreshing and bright smile as if she had changed her face: "And we are not completely without a way out. Although I do have no backup means, I also inadvertently left a hook before."

Lewin, who was so ups and downs that he almost didn't have a heart attack, swallowed his saliva and asked very stiffly: "What's the introduction?"

"The look on Buffy Marshall's face when he was held captive in the Red Court that night."

Futaba narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "I believe that at least at that moment he was really at his wits' end, and everyone present witnessed his ugly face that was a mixture of anger, despair, regret and confusion. Although it only lasted a few seconds, there was actually no difference between the shocked look and a direct confession. I believe that the emperor and other dukes were already a little embarrassed at that time, otherwise they would not be able to do it later. Then cooperate with me, so... even if something happens, their first reaction must be 'Buffy Marshall is probably playing some trick,' rather than me or the Fire Claw leader just trying to slander a duke."

Levin nodded, his expression still uneasy: "But this is just an idea..."

"It's good enough to make others have the subjective impression that 'I'm afraid Marshall does have a problem.'" Futaba interrupted him impatiently and said in a deep voice: "Although I also feel that I am overthinking, but..."

"but what?"

"But why has no one come to us yet at this time..."

at the same time

Violet Empire, Royal Capital Salamun, Crimson Garden

"Did I ask anyone to come in?"

Buffy Marshall in the study raised her head coldly, stared at a young guard who came in with breakfast with bloodshot eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

At this moment, he is no longer the elegant gentleman he was before. Although he is not drunk, disheveled, and frightened like Futaba imagined before, this one of the eight lords at the top of the Violet Power Pyramid looks like He was indeed a bit embarrassed. His beard had obviously not been trimmed properly since that night. Although his hair had been simply taken care of, it was no longer as shiny as before. The handsome aristocratic robes on his body were even more wrinkled. Apparently he spent the last few nights sitting in a chair...

Therefore, although Buffy, who is very strong, will not collapse so easily, she still inevitably loses a small amount of weight, and her complexion is also quite poor...

"A little disappointed~"

The young guard who was in a panic a second ago suddenly laughed, and then sat on the chair opposite Buffy openly. While playing with the silver-gray Marshall family coat of arms on his chest, he said casually: " But at least it’s better than the worst case scenario I expected. If I had just opened the door and seen a drunk holding a barrel... Well, luckily your spirit is still strong."

【What is he saying? 】

【Who is he? 】

[How did he get in? 】

【What is his purpose? ! 】

It took Buffy Marshall about a second and a half to finish thinking, and then he gave the other party a warm smile and stretched out his right hand: "Nice to meet you, my friend."

"oh?"

The guard raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked slowly: "Why are you sure that I am a 'friend'?"

"It's too simple." Archduke Marshall said with an undiminished smile: "If you are my enemy, then you only need to wait for the 'trial' anywhere except here, right?"

The guard nodded, stretched out his right hand and shook the former lightly: "Wise decision, respected Duke Buffy Marshall, my name is Gawen, and I am your undoubted friend."

"It's an honor, then..."

The Archduke of Marshall withdrew his hand and went straight to the point: "What did you bring me? What do you want?"

"Oh?" Gawen raised her eyebrows and smiled, raising her finger to point to her cheek: "I thought you would ask me first, 'Who are you?' or what's going on with the person who really has this face? As far as I know, You know, this young man is extremely loyal to you."

The Grand Duke of Marshall smiled: "Didn't you just say that the identity of 'undoubted friend' is enough. As for the owner of your current appearance... If necessary, I can make him disappear so that Better to vacate this identity.”

"No, he's in the cellar in the backyard. Remember to release him later." Jiawen waved her hand and shook her head: "As for me, you can call me Miss Jiawen or Ms. Jiawen. That's fine. It seems you don't If you’re not surprised, let’s get straight to the point…”

"All ears."

Chapter 301: End