As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"As long as the other party doesn't obstruct me, I won't be troublesome... But I think you should know who the murderer is."

After she finished speaking, she didn't make another sound, and started walking again.

Who?

Egwene didn't understand her at first.

But later, a hideous face like a skeleton gradually emerged in her mind.

……

……

That night, a violent fire broke out in the palace.

The fire caused no casualties, but it burned down two warehouses and an uninhabited side hall.

Surprisingly, no one was affected by the king's wrath in this incident, only two palace guards were deducted a little salary, and not much.

The ministers were also silent about this.

No one proposed to pursue responsibility for the fire, or arrest the arsonist, and the attitudes of the upper nobles were surprisingly consistent.

The next day, the silver-haired girl was going to the goblin lair to check on Vanessa's situation when an unexpected visitor came to her home.

"Master Prime Minister?"

She frowned at the uninvited guest, showing no intention of welcoming him at all.

"Someone asked me to come here to negotiate."

The old prime minister, Christopher, seemed to have aged a lot overnight, and his expression was somewhat depressed.

He took off his hat with trembling hands, and greeted the silver-haired girl slightly.

——If others see this scene, they will be so surprised that their eyes will drop:

As the mainstay of the kingdom and an important minister of the two dynasties, when did Christopher salute anyone other than the king?

"What about that person?"

Seeing such a white-haired old man bowing his head to her, Ai Wen couldn't show his face:

"She didn't come with you?"

"I am here."

A charming voice came from behind her.

I saw Wang Hao's white arm stretched out from the window on the second floor, waved it lightly, and then retracted.

"When did she come in?"

The silver-haired girl's complexion became extremely ugly:

I have arranged several magic barriers around me, but they can't stop the opponent at all.

"Miss Jian Ji, the defense of your home is too poor."

Upstairs, Janet sat on the sofa with a dilapidated bear and said with a smile:

"At first, I thought it would take a lot of effort... Who knew that those barriers would be broken with a light touch. It's really surprising how fragile it is."

Chapter 97 The Witch's Gift

"I'm not a magician."

The silver-haired girl said angrily:

"There's no need to learn this kind of stuff."

After speaking, she sat down on the sofa.

"It seems that Barry's level is still too bad, and the things he made are so weak."

She sighed and thought:

"And it cost me a lot of gold coins... I'd better ask Angelina to help me next time."

When the old prime minister took his seat on the other side, a three-party meeting was formed in the room.

The atmosphere suddenly became quite strange.

But unexpectedly, the talks went very smoothly.

Originally, Aiwen thought that the old prime minister who was good at negotiating would make many harsh demands, but the other party didn't mention a word.

The witch Janet also appeared to be very well-behaved, without any excessive performance.

In the end, in a dull and uninteresting way, the three of them hastily ended the negotiation that determined the fate of the kingdom.

"I have a question for you."

Before leaving, the old prime minister turned around and asked the silver-haired girl:

"Why did you choose to give such a precious treasure to me?"

He was talking about the meteorite, apparently:

"Your strength is already so strong, coupled with your special status...even I can't easily take away your things by force."

"I heard a trustworthy person comment on you."

Egwene replied:

"That's what the other party said—he is one of the very few people in this country who really has a heart of loyalty."

"So, I believe that you did not take that meteorite for yourself."

She looked into the eyes of the old prime minister:

"The facts also prove it."

"yes."

The old prime minister turned his head and said in a low voice:

"thanks……"

Then he got into the carriage, and never said another word.

Is it finally over.

Watching the carriage leave, the silver-haired girl let out a long sigh of relief.

Back to the living room, only to find that the witch has no intention of leaving.

"Anything else?"

She didn't have a good look at this one:

"You have become the biggest winner, why are you still here?"

"I have something to ask you."

The witch fiddled with the little bear doll in her hand, and said casually:

"What is the relationship between you and Angelina?"

"relation?"

The silver-haired girl wondered:

"Of course it's the tutor and the student, what else can it be?"

"Really, I always think she is too kind to you."

The witch stood up:

"Maybe you don't know, although she is gentle and amiable on the surface, she is actually a difficult person to get along with."

She hugged the little bear, walked to Egwene, and whispered in her ear:

"I've attacked her so many times...she dodged it in the end, which is really annoying."

"Your witch assembly should be a very united organization, but you actually allow attacks on your companions?"

The silver-haired girl moved her head slightly to prevent the other party from speaking into her ear.

If the other party is just an ordinary beautiful woman, she doesn't mind this kind of intimacy.

However, this witch is still a dangerous enemy in her eyes, but she has temporarily compromised with her because of her interests.

"Hehe... It seems that you are really a pure little guy."

The witch let out a cheerful laugh.

She pulled her head back, her eyes flashed with an inexplicable light:

"In this case, maybe I will be one step ahead of her."

"What did you say?"

Egwene watched in bewilderment as she left the room.

"It's really inexplicable to take the first step."

Someone muttered in his heart.

"Mr. Angelina, you can come out now."

After confirming at the window that the other party was really far away, she knocked on the door next door.

——In order to avoid accidents, she still called the strongest helper at present.

"You did very well."

The female instructor said happily:

"This should be the most ideal ending. No innocent people died because of this, and no obvious hidden dangers were left."

"But...Mr. Angelina, what did she mean by the attack?"

Aiwen asked curiously: