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Clovis' hands were trembling slightly: "Jule, what happened? Why did things develop like this? Why did someone go into Pisanello's study and plant a bomb? Why? Raphael, this world even The whole world has done wrong, and he will never be one of them. What happened? The princess and the prime minister are here, and this matter must not be hidden."

Jules didn't answer, and he didn't go back to the house. He came out and saw Vinicz, who was covered in dust. With his cuffs rolled up, he directed his servants to set up a tent and arrange the wounded one by one. Just wrap it up first.

Just now, before the bomb exploded, Pisanello had an intuition that he didn't know where it came from. He was injured and the knife edge was poisonous, but he still grabbed Jules and escaped together. The aftermath of the explosion was too strong, and they were ejected. The speed was so fast that he only vaguely felt Pisanello pushing him hard.

After the roar, he opened his eyes. Pisanello was crushed under a pillar, and his leg was probably broken. He looked at Jules and said, "The seal is on my chest, give it to Raphael."

When Mali and the others arrived, Pisanello was already unconscious, and a man next to him covered in blood, with tears and dust on his face, did not move the pillar, but kept sucking Pisanello's arm and spat it out. It was a mouthful of black blood.

When Mali pulled him away, he was still struggling desperately, trying to jump over, and Mali slapped him in desperation.

The slap woke him up, and he said, "Give the seal to Raphael, Pisanello said."

Raphael didn't follow up. When the explosion happened, several waiters suddenly rushed to him. He immediately used his strength to push down a shaking pillar, which happened to be caught in the large collapse of the second floor, and then Clovis and Kerry First go upstairs to check, Vinitz evacuates the crowd, Richard rescues the crowd at the scene, and the prime minister retreats with the princess, while he himself stops the killers who are obviously bound to win, while doing his best to prevent the continuous collapse accidents, so that more people can escape.

The mansion was in chaos, and no one noticed that Jules was gone.There was an invisible, bitter smile on Jules' face.

The sky was still cloudy, so Jules let go of the rein and let the horse walk slowly. He walked to the entrance of the alley and saw a horse, the horse that Raphael often used.

As if he was not surprised, he got off his horse and stood still.

In front stood Raphael with no expression and Richard with a smirk.

Richaroo whistled: "Our little spy has come out." He looked at Raphael: "I said earlier that this person is suspicious, and now you believe it."

"Go away!" Raphael said coldly.

Richard laughed loudly: "Life is a lie, and the one who can lie to the end is the strong one." He walked away, and he could still hear his singing vaguely.

Jules raised his eyes to look at Raphael. Since the day the plan was laid out, he had thought about how to face Raphael countless times, but he didn't expect it to be like this—quiet.

"You were injured, did you do it yourself?"

"Of course, otherwise how could I hide it from you."

"You are with me... everything is fake?"

It took a long time for Jules to say: "It's despicable, isn't it?" He couldn't help but think of Raphael's appearance ten years ago, when he was still a teenager, and his face was still immature, just the expression of condescending and condescending. It's not fake. "But it works, doesn't it?"

Raphael was silent for a while, before he could say a word: "Why me?"

Jules also seemed to have thought for a long time: "You are the only one who went to study abroad."

Raphael smiled, polite but cold as frost: "You really know me, it's worth our acquaintance."

He looked at the flowerbed beside him, the flowers were in full bloom.

He asked, "Which city-state do you want to stay in?"

Jules looked up, without saying a word.

Raphael then made his own decision: "That's Hetalia. I'll give you a city paper, and you go back, and you can no longer appear in any other city-state. As for Pisanello, if anyone dares to move his mind, no matter what Whoever he is, I will never show mercy."

If it was someone else, maybe he could take his words as a joke, but Jules knew that Raphael was a person who never joked.

So he just doesn't talk.

Raphael smiled miserably, turned around, and left with his head held high. His back, just like his past, was proud and lonely.When he walked out of the alley, a gust of cool wind blew by, and he felt chills all over his body, but his chest was hot, and he gritted his teeth, but a fishy smell came out.He wiped the corners of his mouth and looked forward. The road ahead was very confusing, but he still firmly went back in the direction he came from.

The cold wind blew on Jules' face, and after a while, he seemed to feel very cold, so cold that it penetrated to the marrow of his bones. He squatted down, curled himself up, and curled up for a long time.