Vol 2 Chapter 221: Nielai's chips

Chapter 221 Niely's Chips
The Earl of Brisbane, who was serious and gray-haired, was sitting at the long table in the General Order Hall of the sword district. His face was sternly asked and he asked, "Are you going to say it again?"
In front of him, a lean and strong middle-aged Northland aristocrat's face was silenced and slightly covered.
This middle-aged aristocrat is dressed in uniform, and between the two moves, he has a military style that is difficult to elute in the cold.
"A small soldier found out," the head of the General Order Office, the chief garrison officer of Wangdu, and the Count of Dresden squinted: "The routine briefing from the Yingling Palace is very strange - the password at the gate is not too good." Correct."
His face was cold, and his eyes shot like a sword-like light: "It seems to have been tampered with, the prime minister."
The Earl of Brisbane frowned.
As the Prime Minister who served for ten years as King Tennessee, and the most trusted vassal of Longyan City, the Count of Brisbane was always the last speaker in the pre-conference meeting, and his words were often fixed.
For example, a resolution passed a month ago, let the tricky star prince come to Exeter.
Beginning with the handing of the ring that symbolizes the authority of the Prime Minister, King Nunn personally, in the decades-long political career, the Count of Brisbane has experienced numerous winds and waves, which is well-informed.
But at the moment, Brisbane feels that everything he has experienced in the past two days is almost worth the first half of his life.
First, the king summoned the Grand Dukes to gather in one room. Brisbane frowned and stood in the hero hall, watching Nunn’s request for a due suicide.
Later, he looked at the king of Noon and became a strong man. He personally killed Pefitel on the spot, revenge for the second son, and deter other big men.
As a result, the long-awaited troop plan of the king and the pre-war meeting will also raise the agenda.
However, the disaster that occurred in the night and Kilika awakened the dreams of almost everyone in Longyan.
Then came the dragon that had not been seen for hundreds of years.
then……
Then Brisbane encountered the biggest problem in his life.
The king is missing.
Brisbane saw the battle of thirty-eight whistle 20 years ago. After the worst dangerous sun and the cold of 16 years ago, he received the bad news that Prince Suril lost in the Battle of White Mountain. The danger of the glacier orcs violently rushing, the headaches of the black sands leading to the tension in the death of the Grand War, facing the dangerous situation of insufficient supply of war with the stars, but none of them can get the situation at the moment - Longyan City All kinds of jealousy made him feel scared and anxious.
"The Yingling Palace? City Gate?" The Prime Minister only felt that there was one more thing in his heart.
But what he seems to have caught vaguely is probably the answer to the question.
Brisbane turned his head: "Your Majesty still can't find it? The White Blade Guard has no news? Nie Lai?"
The Viscount of Dresden heard the words and looked awkward.
"No, there are only a few scattered white-bladed guards who survived the wounds of the disaster. They didn't know anything." Dresden shook his head. "And the rumors in the city are getting more and more prosperous."
The Count of Brisbane nodded and sighed.
"Proverbs." The Prime Minister was stunned.
About the Stars who stabbed the rumors of His Majesty?
how is this possible.
Brisbane frowned.
His Majesty last night clearly cooperated with the prince of the stars and took out the traitors of the big kilometers.
but……
"What about the star prince?"
"And the granddaughter of His Majesty," the Prime Minister of Brisbane looked up and looked at Dresden: "Before you are looking for them, aren't you?"
The Viscount Dresden still shook his head: "Your Majesty handed this task to the darkroom...but I haven't seen Ms. Kashan for a long time."
The blue ribs on the back of the Earl of Brisbane were tight.
"It’s a bad premonition," he said with a deep breath and a serious look: "The Longyan City after the emergence of the dragon is actually a mess."
The Prime Minister looked up: "Is there something unusual?"
"Yes," said the Count of Dresden's eyes: "The number of patrols."
At that moment, the sights of the two senior officials were in line.
"Go on." Earl of Brisbane faintly said.
"The chaos in the city is not over yet, and the martial law around the shield has not been revoked, but," the Viscount Dresden cautiously said: "I have two order officers returning, and they see at least two teams of patrols from the shield. Come out."
"I have sent someone to trace it down." He was solemn.
Brisbane did not speak.
But the clues have been linked together.
"The password for the gate is not so tampering," the Prime Minister frowned. "Recombine this weird intelligence..."
"God." His expression was unchanged, but his tone was full of uneasiness.
The Viscount of Dresden changed his face: "You mean..."
The Prime Minister of Brisbane nodded and looked serious: "The first gate in front of the Yingling Palace, I am afraid something has happened."
The chief garrison pinched his fist.
"No?" The Viscountess spoke in disbelief: "That is a soldier at the gate! Behind the support of the Palace of the Kings..."
Having said that, Dresden's eyebrows are another jump.
"There are four grandfathers in the Palace of the Spirit."
He whispered: "Don't they join hands..."
"No, it’s too early to make a final decision," the Prime Minister’s adult waved, and there was a deep suspicion in his heart: "But only one thing is certain."
"Before we have news, we can't sit here and wait," Brisbane looked up, his eyes sharp: "At least four big men are also to be notified."
Dresden frowned: "If they are really behind the scenes..."
"That's the time for them to show their feet," Brisbane said, clenching his fists. He was confused: "I hope that I will be safe, but once..."
He did not say anything.
But Dresden knows the worries of the Prime Minister.
Once Longyan City has changed, can they still detain and even kill the four Grand Dukes?
I am afraid...
They really became the sinners of Exeter.
"What are you going to do?" The words of the Viscount of Dresden stopped and looked worried: "Without the king's warrant, we cannot directly recruit militia."

Or do you want to recruit your own strength? Or can we write in person and call the count outside the city?

Brisbane did not speak.
In the case of the disappearance of the king, an earl and a viscount took the troops privately—even calling on the vassals to lead the troops and enter the kingdom.
Both people know what this decision means.
"Do not."

This is neither formal nor time consuming.

The Earl of Brisbane stood up and shook his head. "I have the feeling that it will be too late until then."
"Abandon the usual means of communication, release the crow, contact the Palace of the Spirit - see the reaction of the Grand Dukes."
His pupils shrank slightly: "In addition, directly gather the strength of the General Order Office and gather the existing patrols."
"We took the existing troops and rushed directly to the gate."
"Look at who is playing the ghost."
Whether it is the coward of the stars.
Still someone else,
The Prime Minister of Brisbane thought secretly.

Nimale frowned with a serious expression.
Kashan re-emerged with a gentle smile.
Tyres was puzzled.
In the next second, the red witch gently leaned forward to Nile's ear and said something.
"That... weird..."
The sound is too small - Tyres frowned: the red witch was talking with the air, he could not hear.
But this did not prevent him from seeing Nicholas’s back suddenly.
"His...make sure... is it?" Kashan's voice was intermittent.
Taylors only felt that there were countless ants crawling in the heart - this can only be heard half of the feeling...
Really annoying!
Nilailai was stiff for a moment.
Then the comet sighed and leaned over to the red witch's ear, and also said a word with anger.
"He still... blood..."
Tyres sighed.
He still didn't hear anything.
The people standing in the distance between the two were compared with the thief who could eavesdrop, and there was another anxiety in their hearts: they were anxious in their hearts and did not dare to act rashly.
"Do they want to drink alcohol?" Cohen raised his eyebrows and taunted.
But his voice just fell, the dark room and the owner of the white blade ended the conversation.
Nie Lai turned around and walked absently to other people.
The red witch raised her head and smiled at them.
Then she glanced and turned and left the hole.
Looking at the separation of the two, Tyres had a difficult question in his heart.
what happened?
The White Blade Guard and the Darkroom, what exactly do they...
At that moment, whether it was Raphael, Miranda, Cohen, Wyatt, Rolf, and other white-bladed guards, they looked at the comet with a puzzled look.
But Nilailai just looked stunned.
Such a comet is rare - Tyres thinks in his heart.
"What happened?" Tyres couldn't help but say: "Do they want to trap us here?"
Nie Lai suddenly came back to God.
"Let's go," the comet looked up and swept everyone: "We are safe."
"The darkroom has been evacuated," he said dullly and eloquently: "And the people who led the black sand, don't know why, did not appear."
Rafael brows and walks forward.
"Why did she go?" The youngsters of the Peruvian cautiously watched the surroundings and secretly held the hilt: "What about Kaslan?"
Nie Lai sneered unconsciously.
"She let us go."
The comet shook his head: "As for Kaslan... I don't know."
Taylors glimpsed.
Let us go?
He looked at the empty hole and blinked, and he didn't seem to believe it.
how is this possible?
Cohen slaps his head and looks serious: "Oh, she let us go..."
But in the next moment, the alert officer changed his look.
"What!" He opened his mouth and exaggerated his expression: "Let us let go?"
Cohen's eyes widened: "What have you done?"
Nie Lei looked up and barely pulled out a disdainful smile.
"Give her a look at my handsome face," he looked at Cohen's face and sneered coldly: "She is soft."
Cohen blinked at the same time, and asked for help to see Miranda and Rafael.
Miranda raised his eyebrows.
"You don't tell jokes, Lord Lord,"
Miranda sighed: "You don't have to force yourself."
Nie Laisong smiled and snorted.
Tyres smirked. He looked at Rafael's thoughtful look and asked, "What did you say to her?"
Nie Lei looked up and looked out of the hole and looked at the sky to the north.
He exhaled breathlessly.
The complexion is subtle and complex.
"Transaction," the comet slowly said: "We made a deal."
"I paid a bargain," he whispered, "in exchange for our freedom in the darkroom."
Taylors was shocked.
Chips?
"What chip?"
He - what did Niely say to the Red Witch?
What kind of price can make the dark room give up the heirs of the stars and give up the heirs of the northern border...
Give up the blood of Walton in Longyan City?
But Niely just shook his head: "a big chip."
One does not know whether it is a good or bad chip.
Niely thinks confusedly.
Taylors and other people face each other and look dumb.
Yesterday, I overthrew the next volume of the plot outline...
How to arrange the next volume, it’s a headache...
Well, let's talk about it. Can I skip the fourth volume and start writing from the fifth volume?
The fourth volume directly writes "Please fill your own brain according to the context", OK?
In this case, it is faster to finish the book, right?
(I really think it is a genius!)
(End of this chapter)