Proof of the Sun King

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"I immediately called the Knights of the Holy Grail, first locked Fiona and Matthew Bard for interrogation, and then sent the Prophet of the Lake God to Berleon to interrogate!" Morgiana said almost instinctively, she looked very angry, standing Get up and go out.

"Wait! My Highness." Ryan watched her rush out and quickly grabbed her wrist.

The champion of God's Choice was still a little weak, and he was a little unsteady in the vicinity of Morgiana. The witch of the lake **** quickly supported him: "Be careful, your injury is not healed yet, I will handle this matter."

"No, my highness, you must understand one thing. First of all, eavesdropping cannot be used as evidence. Second, if there is no way to get the stolen goods, we cannot convict His Excellency Theodoric. Volume 9 Whether the book really existed, and whether it was really lost in the night of blood, we don't have a conclusion yet, we can't act rashly like this." Ryan quickly persuaded: "I overheard all these news, whether it is true or false can't be true. confirm."

"Well, I see." Morgiana helped Ryan to sit down on the chair. The Lake God Witch was also a smart person, and she immediately understood what Ryan meant.

Considering the political influence, it is impossible for the witch of the lake **** to convict a duke rashly, nor to use the eavesdropping Ryan as evidence to ask him to come out and confront Fiona. From the physical evidence, the nine volumes are already lost. Now, if Theodoric refuses to admit it, Morgiana cannot forcibly detain and interrogate the duke himself. The witch of the lake **** has great power, but she cannot ignore the king and many great nobles in the country, and The rules set by the fairy in the lake will arouse the disgust and resistance of almost all the dukes.

"Your Excellency Theodoric is not yet a Holy Grail Knight, he did not swear allegiance to you." Ryan shook his head in distress: "We still don't know if this is true, so we must be careful, my highness, the blood What happened to you in the night was a bit strange, we finally found a little clue, but we can't..."

Morgiana nodded slowly, and the witch of the lake **** sat down: "Eat first, let's analyze this matter in detail after eating."

"it is good."

The Eucharist belonging to the fairies of the lake is as rich as ever, in silver and cutlery and candles: "Whether it is the night of blood in Berleon, or the battle of the Curona Plain, they have one thing in common, and that is Matthew Bud is all around."

"Yes, whether or not Nagash's nine volumes really exist, or whether Mahubad really stole it, he is quite suspicious, because he was quite suspicious during the Night of Blood and the Battle of Curona Plains. All present." Ryan nodded again and again, and he raised his own question: "I don't seem to have seen the family crest of the yellow lion on a black background?"

"I haven't seen it either." Morgiana stood up: "Wait, I'll get the information."

Sure enough, Morgiana took out all the family coats of arms from barons to dukes in the Duchy of Connecticut. There are many family coats of arms that are very close to Matthew Bard's coat of arms, but none of them are Exactly the same, but at first glance the coat of arms would suggest that he was indeed a ranger knight from the Duchy of Connecticut.

Lane concluded that Matthewbard, or those behind Matthewbard, were well versed in heraldry.

"I have a question, My Highness, in this case, how did Mathubard successfully sign up for the Knights Conference?" Ryan continued.

"Obviously, there are traitors in the upper echelons of our kingdom!" Morgiana paced under the moonlight, her long skirt moving gently: "Mashubard either bribed or found a great noble who has been corrupted. , he managed to make a name for himself."

"That's why I don't recommend your Highness Morgiana to act immediately." Ryan shook his head slowly: "Perhaps your order has just gone down, and Matthew Bard has already received the news."

Morgiana nodded slowly, and the lake **** witch walked gently in front of Ryan and said to Ryan, "As expected of a lady's champion."

"Hey, if I can, I really want to find a chance to arrest Matthew Bard alone." Ryan shook his head repeatedly: "But my Highness, we can't do that, Matthew Bard... It's a knight's meeting. If the runner-up is arrested rashly, the impact will be extremely bad, and it will also damage the reputation of the lady."

"That's all it is now. I'll send someone to the Principality of Berleon to investigate, and then find a way to find a reason to put Matthew Bard under house arrest." Morgiana's long blond hair was draped over her shoulders. Bi-colored eyes stared at Ryan, his face softened rarely, and at the same time there was some indescribable strange taste: "You look tired, François definitely didn't take you out because he wanted to be with you. Going out for a walk, but because of the Marquis Surya, am I right?"

"That's right." Ryan didn't intend to lie about this, he answered directly.

"Because you and Marquis Surya were dating in the windmill, you overheard the conversation between Mathubad and Fiona." Morgiana continued: "Lane, you haven't recovered yet, so you can't wait?"

"My Highness, we really didn't do anything." Ryan said a little embarrassedly: "We just..."

"Just what?" Morgiana continued to ask, her eyes were serious and even dangerous: "Tell me."

This topic went on for a long time until the middle of the month.

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"Hu~hu~" A young ranger knight was running wildly in the dark night, riding a half-blooded elf warhorse, galloping on the plains of Curona.

It's Matthew Bard.

The young ranger knight immediately reacted that something was wrong after Fiona's questioning today. It happened that because of his rude behavior in the windmill, the girl felt that she had lost face, so she told him to get out in a rage and didn't want to see him again.

Matthew Bard immediately misinterpreted Fiona's meaning as asking him to get out, so the young ranger knight, who felt bad, rode his warhorse and brought his own luggage, leaving Fiona with a girl who didn't want to see him. When he received his message that he continued to travel, he hurriedly left Curona and headed towards the Arden Forest in the south.

After spending a day traversing the fields and lands near Curona, the sun was slowly setting, and Matthew Bard came to the Marquis of Glasgow.

Just in the distance, a huge castle appeared in front of Matthew Bard. The young Ranger knight sneered a few times, urged the horse, and quickened his pace. The sun was about to go down, and he had to hurry up.

Since the death of the Marquis of Anxi-Desmond, the Marquis of Glasgow has been in a state of chaos. This territory is not large, and most of the territories of the Marquis are located in the Arden Forest, which is really in the marquis. The territory under control is actually only a part of the land near the castle of the Marquis of Glasgow and the castle, and the actual control land is equivalent to the size of two barons.

After the death of the Marquis of Anxi, since he had no legal heir, King Richard ordered the Count of Argel Roselle, the uncle of the Marquis of Anxi, to temporarily manage the land, which led to the chaos of the castle, and countless merchants and adventurers. , wandering knights and many escaped serfs gathered near the castle, most of them want to explore the Arden Forest.

It is not without reason that these people choose to explore the Arden Forest. There used to be villages and settlements in the Arden Forest, and some robbers, nobles and even elves in ancient times hid treasures in the depths of the Arden Forest, so After Wan Magic Rock was destroyed, the Beastmen tribe could only hide in the depths of the Arden Forest, so many adventurers and wandering knights hoped to explore the Arden Forest, hoping to find treasures.

Matthew Bard quickened his pace, and he passed through the towering castle and headed for the depths of Arden Forest.

There was a fire in the young knight's heart, a fire of resentment. He held the long sword around his waist in his hand, and there was a sound from the sword.

The championship of the Cavaliers Conference, he was bound to win, because this championship is too important to him and his godfather's plans after that, it is really too important.

Although it is not too bad to get the runner-up now, Matthew Bard still feels a deep shame.

Intense hatred haunts Matthew Bard, his face is covered with haze, one day, this kingdom built on lies and hypocrisy will be completely destroyed, one day, he will destroy this rotten And the fallen nation, he swears.

Along the narrow jungle, Mathubad checked the mysterious signs.

During the several hours of marching, Mathubad grabbed a passing hunter, knocked him unconscious, tied him up, and tied him behind the horse.

According to the mark left by the godfather, Matthew Bard bent down and entered the dark, deep, damp cave~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a lot of noise in the cave, and a mature female voice shouted hysterically: "Give My blood! I want blood!"

"Oh, be quiet, Madam Archbishop of Mercy, it's not doing you any good to shout like that, on the contrary, it will intensify your thirst and make you doubly miserable," said a shriveled voice, who continued gracefully. He said, "It makes me feel bad for you to be in such pain, really."

"Undead, I curse you!"

"It's an honor to be cursed by you, ma'am."

Matthew Barra threw the fainted hunter aside: "Blood is coming!"

In the dark cave, only the turquoise fire was burning, it was the cursed fire, which Matthew Bard had believed so strongly in his youth, until his godfather told him the truth about the fairies in the lake.

So he embraced the fire and the power, only the godfather told him it wasn't time yet - he needed to do more on his own.

The archbishop of the Goddess of Mercy has lost her original dignity and grace at this time, as well as the expression that always carries a loving smile, her hair that was carefully combed is now messy and full of silt, and her dress looks like a long time. No washing, all dirty.

When she saw the source of blood, she screamed, and immediately subconsciously gnawed on the neck of the knocked-out hunter, gulps of human blood.

And in the process, the archbishop of the goddess of mercy will be gradually transformed into a real vampire, just like Arkhan has always done, this time the arrest operation is relatively smooth.

"The scattered puzzles are being assembled piece by piece, my godson." Arkhan looked up, the cyan flame in his eyes and the flame on his staff were so daunting: "But we encountered a little accident... My godson, you have let me down."