[The Chronicles of Narnia] Sin

"There is no such move in our plan." La Manzhuo and Tai Luo questioned as soon as they played against each other.

Tai Luo just waved his two knives fiercely, and lowered his voice: "Since the stage and the audience are all assembled, we might as well put on a good show." The blade in his right hand slashed to Ramanjo's shoulder, and was stopped by the man with an axe , and quickly used his left arm to make up his armpit. "We were visiting Narnia at the same time, and the two little boys must have had their doubts; they would only believe we had nothing to do with it if they fought so hard."

La Manzhuo was almost stabbed by Taro on the part of his body that was not covered by armor. He was a little annoyed. Hearing what he said, he let go of his hands and feet: "Then don't blame me for showing the Calormene's sturdy tradition."

The ax firmly held by the two knives in his hand suddenly broke through the encirclement, and struck fiercely at Tai Luo's forehead.Tai Luo underestimated his true strength, miscalculated the attack speed, and his helmet was slashed by him and flew to the ground.

The two did not suspend the competition to give Taro time to put on the helmet again, but instead fought more vigorously.The Supreme King and Justice King, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that their eyes were red, and they were surprised and relieved.

With a "bang", Lamanzhuo's helmet was also knocked to the ground by Taylor.

"I didn't expect that such a tiny island as Dorne could produce heroes." While the two of them were dealing with each other, Lamanzhuo raised his voice and shouted.

Tai Luo panted and responded to him: "The prince is really wrong. You should pay the price for looking down on us Dorne."

The two sang together, making the atmosphere of incompatibility even more acute.In the end, the Supreme King, who was afraid of a bloody disaster in Cair Paravel, had to stop the two: "Calm down, two." His long sword was in the middle of the two, "I think it is enough to hit now .”

King Justice looked at the chaos of the three, and became suspicious for no reason—Taylor and Laman were at odds with each other, and he and Peter were happier, which is true; but their disagreement was too obvious and too clean It's a bit clear, without the slightest feeling of heroism or affection, but it seems to be deliberately created.But on second thought, what can Dorne do for Calormen?There are no interests at all in two areas that are out of reach.Thinking of this, he took off his armor, bid farewell to the other three, and returned to his residence to take a shower.

·

Edith had been hiding in the Beaver Dam for less than two weeks before she was found by a private escort sent by Queen Lucy.Although she firmly insisted that she was a peach tree spirit like Melinda, but because she couldn't turn her fingers into branches, she was spotted in minutes.

"Edith Onassis, former intelligence agency executive 'Compass', right?" The tauren captain with a loud voice stood in front of her.

"My name is Artisia, and Mr. Erwin next door can testify."

Mr. Squirrel was disturbed by the sudden visit of the Narnia guards to take a nap, and rubbed his eyes to come to Melinda's house: "Her name is indeed Editia." Erwin said, "but Edith sounds like A nickname for the name."

The tauren captain folded his arms and looked at Edith questioningly.Edith was blind and couldn't see anything, so she simply continued to play dumb: "It's just a coincidence, I've never heard of a 'compass'."

"What color clothes am I wearing?" the tauren asked again, knowing that he was looking for a blind man.

Edith's hearing has become more sensitive these days in the woods, and her eyes have recovered a little.But no matter how you say it, she can't tell the color of the clothes.

"...red." She decided to take a gamble; the Castle Guards usually wore uniforms of this color.But unfortunately, she missed a very important link - the escort soldiers who went deep into the civilian search would certainly not make a big fuss, and all wore their own plain clothes.

"His Majesty the King of Justice and His Majesty the Queen of Valor are looking for you." Seeing her wrong answer, the captain confirmed her identity, "We have no right to tie you back, but we hope that you can return before His Majesty comes in person, I heard You are a very important person."

"I know that you will report everything truthfully when you go back," Edith said helplessly, "but please tell me something—Your Majesties don't have to come to me in person. When the time comes, I will take the initiative to return to the castle."

·

Prince Ramandra of Calormene stayed in Narnia for more than half a month, and finally left in the middle of July.The ones who breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, besides the four monarchs in Cair Paravel, were Edith who was far away in the forest.The fact that she ran away for a month was not only due to her timidity with herself, but more to avoid the limelight of Calormen.

August is almost here.Although she was skeptical about the prophecy of the Red Island Prophet, the girl's mood became more and more agitated.She realized that she had to stay in the intelligence agency - that was the place most likely to see everything, prevent problems before they happened, and securely guard Narnia.

Just as she packed her luggage and was about to embark on the return journey on a cloudy day with thick clouds, there was a hasty knock on the door outside the wooden house.Melinda happened to go to the stream to bathe, and Edith was alone in the house.She roughly guessed who this impatient unexpected guest was, and slowly went to the door to open it.

"Do you know how to deal with deserters according to the military law?" A slightly unfamiliar breath rushed over the young man, and then he tightly held Edith's cheek with his angry hands.

"I said I'd go back—"

Before Edith could finish complaining, two warm lips suddenly came to her forehead.She didn't expect Wannian Bingshan to take the initiative to do this, and she was a little confused for a while.

"I'm almost exhausted these days," Justice King complained, ending the kiss lightly. "I desperately need someone I can trust."

Edith's face was still squeezed hard by the other party, and it was difficult to speak: "You let me go first..."

King Justice reluctantly put down his hand, and without a moment's rest, he went to rub the fluffy shoulder-length brown hair on top of her head. "We can talk about the confession later," he retreated, "Go back and help me deal with the political situation."

"What?" Edith almost suspected that she had misheard, "Me, politics? I don't think I can be a good politician."

"It's easier to process information." The young man said as he pulled her into the room and closed the door, "Since the incident with Cleo, I'm not at ease in entrusting the most confidential matters to my subordinates." .But it’s really tiring to do everything yourself—especially when you’re doing other work on multiple lines.”

"I was going to go back..." Edith touched the packed luggage on the sofa behind her and shrugged helplessly, "Why can't you wait for this day?"

Edmund brought up her things quickly: "At least you can save yourself walking time. Philip is outside, and I came on horseback."

"But we only have 'one horse.'" Edith puts the emphasis on the singular.

King Justice stared at her like a fool: "Otherwise? Do you think I would be so stupid as to let a blind man ride alone?"

Edith said calmly: "It doesn't have to be, as long as it's smart enough."

Edmund didn't bother to argue with her, so he grabbed her arm and walked out the door: "Whether you like it or not, you have to ride with me today. If all goes well, we can return to Kelpara before dusk Vail—I bet you miss Intelligence Service dinners."

It wasn't until the moment Edith stepped into the intelligence office again that she realized something was wrong—she forgot that she couldn't read.During the month of living at Melinda's house, she did not give up practicing writing, so she was able to arrange each letter smoothly and neatly with a sense of space.But reading?This seems like a fantasy to a blind person.

"How can I help you like this?" Edith slumped blindly on the office seat of King Justice, with a look of despair.

Edmund smacked his lips: "I said, you write—just be a clerk, it's simple enough."

"Anyone can do the job," said her brown eyes, a little lost, "and a sighted person would obviously do a better job than me."

"But there are some things I don't feel comfortable letting them hear—don't you understand?"

Edith seriously suspected that Justice King forcibly fabricated such a position in order to take care of her feelings; or, he wanted to see her every day, but he was too embarrassed to speak out, so he moved out of official business to cover up.But in any case, this is indeed one of the few things she can do.

"Do I need to be here [-]/[-]?" she asks after acquiescing to the assignment.

"No," Edmund replied, "I will deal with information from seven to nine every night, and you can go to training the rest of the time." He knew exactly what Edith was obsessed with, and he didn't want to destroy her this passion.At the same time, he had other purposes for arranging this task related to the political situation for her.If there was a day in the future when Edith had to formally enter the court of Narnia, the necessary political training should be started early.

·

"Sharon is getting engaged." With a smile on her face, the Gentle Queen opened the door and entered the royal dining room.

The Supreme King and the Justice King were busy with government affairs as usual, and the seats were empty.Lucy, who was waiting for the food alone, smiled when she heard this: "Really, so fast? I thought she would still miss Peter."

Men may not be able to read Sharon's little thoughts about the Supreme King back then, but they will definitely not be able to hide from the same sensitive and delicate ladies.Now she puts everything aside, knows how to look at the overall situation, and learns to use marriage to maintain domestic stability. It can be said that she has made rapid progress and matured day by day.

"The object of her engagement comes from the most wealthy family in Tribinia, and it is said that he is a handsome young man." Susan lifted the cover of the first appetizer and looked at the dishes leisurely, "She invited us to participate in their engagement Rituals—although Narnia is busy now."

"It seems that Pete and Ed are more familiar with her." Lucy said, stirring the vegetable and fruit salad on the plate, "but it is impossible for the two of them to leave Kyle Paravel at the same time."

Susan nodded and began to eat: "Peter and I will go. Ed has just been home for more than a month, it's time for him to 'rest' and taste what it's like to be busy with one head and two big ones!"

"You?" Lucy didn't have any objection to everyone ganging up to bully Edmund, but she was a little puzzled why the two rulers left at the same time with such a big fanfare.

Susan put down the fork in her hand: "Don't mention it, Lord Taylor." She was so worried, "He stayed in Narnia for more than a month, and invited me to do some innocuous leisure activities from time to time. I I believe that if I even ran to Tribenzia, he would have no reason to stay here, so he could return to Dorne as soon as possible."

Only then did Lucy understand Susan's intentions: "This is indeed a good way to see off guests...Let's not talk about you, even people like me who only meet him occasionally are tired of seeing that face."

"He's already 35 years old... and he once married a wife." The gentle queen shook the orange juice in the glass depressedly, "I don't know where he got the confidence to think that I might marry to an isolated island in the ocean!"

"—we'll be away for maybe five days or so, and I think that's enough time for him to go home sensibly."

Lucy nodded while winking at her sister: "I hope so."

·

While helping King Justice to make quick notes, Edith did not give up practicing swordsmanship.She has already been able to draw with Mona, who only uses her left hand, and her progress speed is comparable to that of Friel, who is extremely savvy.The more and more information on the political situation accumulated during her work also allowed her to gradually see a corner of the world.

"Among Calormen's many contenders for the throne, there are three with strong supporters. The second prince Rabadash, the fourth prince Youtus, and the fifth prince Reliz. After the death of Jutus, the courtiers and dignitaries gradually split up. Throck is old enough to turn a blind eye to it, and no one knows which heir he favors."

While sorting out the information sent by Calormen's latent executive "Bai Falcon", Edmund consciously explained the situation in the country to Edith.

"Where is Ramanjo? Who is he loyal to?" Edith asked softly in the dark.

King Justice unfolded the second piece of information: "This is exactly what I have been looking for."

The note was Ramanjo's itinerary after returning to China, and the army training ground was the first stop he arrived at.

"July 21st, Army inspection." Edmund said, and Edith quickly buried herself in the record.

"Follow-up investigations are still ongoing, we can only continue to wait for news. According to previous records, he has contacted both the second prince and the fifth prince, and the frequency is similar."

Edith wished so much that she could see the maps and various charts compiled by the Justice King—this would greatly improve her understanding ability and work efficiency.But what is lost is what is lost, and she has no illusions that she will miraculously regain her sight one day.

After finishing today's work, Edmund told Edith: "Starting tomorrow, for five consecutive days, my work in the intelligence agency will be temporarily suspended. Peter and Susan are going to Tribinia to congratulate Snowman Princess on her engagement."

Edith had also heard about this matter, but she didn't expect the two to leave in such a hurry: "Tomorrow? You and Lucy are going to take over all the affairs of the castle right away?"

"Yes——" the Justice King dragged his voice lazily, "Parliament, finance, documents, international dialogue... Pete left everything to me, and ran away by himself. Think about it, those people who speak slowly Tun's old maester and Chancellor of the Exchequer . . . just a headache."

"My most sincere sympathy." Edith gloated a little, "I can finally devote myself to practicing swords."

Edmund poked her forehead viciously under the broken hair: "You can't be lazy in political studies - I will come to check in five days."

Book VII: Wildfire