Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

"Very well, let me see which one is suitable, well, very good, I found it."

Wang Luo's gaze was fixed on a middle-aged nobleman. This man was obese and had a dazzling golden badge pinned to his chest. According to intelligence, this man was a standard speculator who had just accepted the award from Prince O'Barron. medal.

At this time, the guests were laughing and chatting together in twos and threes. When Miranda appeared, the atmosphere of the whole dinner party reached its peak.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Luo picked up a glass of red wine, walked over to the middle-aged nobleman, and said with a smile, "Lord Harry, it's been a long time. How are you doing?"

"Are you?" The middle-aged nobleman stopped talking with his friend, turned his head to look at Wang Luo in doubt, he really had no memory of it.

"You really have a bad memory. We were riding horses together last week." Wang Luo said with a smile, the ability of [Sharingan] was activated suddenly, and the scarlet Gouyu sped up like a windmill.

The middle-aged aristocrat Harry felt dizzy. After shaking his head, there was an extra memory in his brain that didn't belong to him. He nodded subconsciously and said, "So it's you. Your riding skills are very good."

"Then let's meet again next time, goodbye." Wang Luo said with a smile, clinked glasses with the other party lightly, then drank it all down, and left without hesitation.

Baron Harry's mind became more and more dazed. He was obviously chatting with his friends, but there seemed to be someone whispering in the back of his brain. He shook his head hard, suspecting that he had drunk too much.

After a while, his eyes became extremely indifferent, and when he walked straight to Miranda, he took a knife from the buffet table.

Theoretically speaking, dangerous items such as knives would not appear at the royal banquet, but the strange thing is that the table knife appeared just right, and no one noticed.

"Hi, Baron Harry, nice to meet you here." Miranda said with a smile, seemingly oblivious.

Baron Harry's expression was very ferocious, and he suddenly roared: "You are the source of the disaster, this country has fallen because of people like you, and the only person who can save the great French Empire is Prince O'Barron! Prince O'Barron ,Long live!"

He waved the table knife in his hand and pierced Miranda's neck very fast.

But a person suddenly appeared behind Miranda, and kicked Baron Harry in the stomach with a kick. The force of this kick was so terrifying that the fat man who weighed more than 200 kilograms flew upside down more than ten meters away.

At the same time, the terrifying force shattered Baron Harry's internal organs, so that the rich Baron Harry didn't even have a chance to speak, and directly swallowed his last breath.

Regardless of the country, the act of assassinating a queen is tantamount to treason.

This incident changed the faces of all the guests in the banquet. Fortunately, they were all people of status. When the guards rushed in, they all leaned aside, for fear of being regarded as the assassin's accomplice.

"Who on earth is so courageous to assassinate the queen? Could it really be Prince O'Barron?"

"I don't see it. Have you ever seen any assassin who would take the initiative to reveal his identity before the assassination? The water here is deep."

"Could it be that the royal family made it up by themselves, intending to plant it on Prince O'Barron?"

"Who knows what's going on now?"...

The guests started whispering, and after the guards sent Miranda back to the church, the guests dispersed one after another, spreading the news of the Queen's assassination quickly.

At this time, the Relief Society has already occupied half of the capital, and a large amount of food and supplies have been sent to the poor areas, and many antiques from the old era, some of which even come from museums under the name of the royal family, were all secretly sent out of the French Empire. The person responsible for this matter is the blue ghost.

It's not that no one has pursued this matter, but it's a pity that the assassination of the queen disrupted the deployment and rhythm, and the entire capital of the French Empire suddenly became jittery.

The next day, in the hall of the French Empire Parliament, supporters of Prince Obalon gathered together.

"We have to figure out a solution as soon as possible, and we can't go on like this." An old nobleman said with a gloomy face, looking around at his colleagues. In the riot of the Relief Society, he suffered the greatest loss.

"Then what do you think should be done? Suppress it directly!" A younger noble said dismissively: "If this is useful, the relief will have been resolved long ago."

Then there was some confusion in the hall, with everyone blaming each other and trying to pass the blame on to each other.

Prince O'Baron's face was extremely ugly, his eyebrows were huddled together, and the anger in his eyes could almost set the entire hall on fire. After taking a few deep breaths and forcing himself to calm down, he suddenly slapped the table and said: " enough!"

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became tense. The nobles present and some lords with merchant backgrounds straightened their backs and focused their eyes on Prince O'Baron.

Prince O'Barron pursed his lips, and said with some reluctance: "This place has become a swamp, if we continue to entangle, we will be swallowed up sooner or later.

The soldiers recruited in the capital are completely untrustworthy. There have been large-scale desertions in the past two days. The elite I can completely control now is only three infantry regiments.

So I decided to withdraw from the capital and return to my fief Ellenster to recruit troops capable of conscripting and fighting to completely wipe out the Relief Society! "

A lord stood up excitedly and said, "Your Highness, do you know the consequences of withdrawing from the capital? If we just give up the capital to Maiko, how can our interests be guaranteed?"

Prince O'Barron remained expressionless, almost speaking through his teeth, and said slowly: "Your investment will not be in vain! If you are not an idiot, you should understand that without enough strength to back it up, everything is worthless." nonexistent!

The reason why the Relief Society became difficult was because they had enough guns in their hands and enough instructors to help them, so that these muddy legs quickly turned into soldiers!As long as I have enough soldiers, what should be in my hands will eventually belong to me. "

Louis lowered his head in an inconspicuous corner of the hall, his eyes turned red with resentment. He really didn't expect that the good situation would suddenly become worse because of his sister's intervention. , the current position has also become a little subtle.

Louis is no longer trusted by Prince O'Barron, and it is extremely uncomfortable to be caught in the middle.