The forces in Victoria were complicated. Some cooperated with the royalists, while others cooperated with the new aristocracy.
Zhou Jinru usually comes into contact with puppets a lot, so he is quite familiar with the various characteristics of the Scarlet Troupe. The agent who fell on the ground was hidden in the curtains. His emotions can be detected, but he cannot see it with the naked eye. In addition, he has two special short knives. , whose identity is about to come out.
Since he wanted to commit suicide, there was no reason why Zhou Jinru couldn't do it.
"Do you know where he's from?"
"The Scarlet Troupe, a secret organization in Victoria, specializes in training these guys who are good at hiding in the shadows."
Zhou Jinru casually picked up a nearby curtain and wiped his hands, feeling disgusted.
Since he had the active attack ability of mental shock, he rarely encountered enemies whose effects were effective for more than five seconds. Either their racial resistance was too high, or they had received professional training, and most of the time they had a fixed stun time of one second.
Sylvia didn't ask any questions. She held her short gun vigilantly and walked half a body in front of Zhou Jinru.
"Go this way, we need to speed up, more enemies will come soon."
The structure of the front hall of Londinium Palace is not complicated. To be precise, it is similar to that of a slightly larger villa. Zhou Jinru quickly followed Sylvia through it and came to the atrium.
"Have you been here many times?"
"I was once the spearmanship instructor of a member of the royal family. At that time, I often appeared at the royal family's horse farm."
The magnificent palace was empty. Except for the precious paintings hanging on the walls, there was no one there, and no source of emotion could be found within the range of emotional perception.
Sylvia raised her head and glanced at the door number and said, "Follow me, we're almost there. In front is the king's living area, where most of the royal family members also hang out."
A few minutes later, they arrived at their destination. Facing the corridor was a portrait of a little girl in a dress. Judging from her racial characteristics, she was Aslan.
"What are you looking at?"
Sylvia noticed that Zhou Jinru's steps had slowed down, and she followed his gaze and explained: "That's a portrait of Her Royal Highness Vina. She looked so ugly when she was three years old. Haha, Your Highness has asked her more than once. I complained."
Was Wei Na so ugly when she was a child?
This is a big secret.
Zhou Jinru thought secretly in his heart.
He withdrew his gaze at the right time, followed Sylvia into a room, glanced around the simple and clear furniture, and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"If something unexpected happens to the royal family, my student will leave a signal for me. The only person he can trust is me."
The dragon knight walked to the sofa next to the coffee table and stabbed it with the short spear in her hand. She only heard a pop. The tip of the spear pierced the outer surface of the sofa, and white cotton wool leaked out from the hole. She reached out and touched it. Seconds later, he pulled out a notebook with a black cover.
Zhou Jinru suddenly realized that there are usually mezzanines at the joints of sofas. People sitting on the sofa occasionally accidentally drop some small things, such as mobile phones, into the mezzanine. Later, they couldn't find it no matter how hard they looked for it, so they had to call and use ringtones to remind them. , I couldn’t laugh or cry when I finally found it.
Hiding a notebook in the mezzanine of the sofa is really something you can't do without a little bit of imagination.
"What's written in the notebook?"
Zhou Jinru asked curiously.
However, her emotional perception sensed General Dragon Rider's fiery temper. She was now very angry, a little hesitant, and even panicked.
"What’s wrong with you?!"
Snapped.
The notebook was closed heavily. Sylvia's face was livid, and her palms were clutching the notebook tightly. She raised her head, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm down.
"We need to get out of here."
Her cold words seemed to freeze the air into ice.
Zhou Jinru was about to speak when he suddenly noticed that many unfamiliar emotional sources were approaching, the number was considerable, and the intensity was not low.
"We're in trouble."
boom!
The door to the room was blasted open from the outside, and several guards in red uniforms holding sharp knives broke in. A white-haired old man wearing a straight formal suit walked in slowly.
The moment she opened the door, Sylvia stuffed the notebook into the armor. Except for Zhou Jinru who was present, no one else saw the notebook.
The meticulous old man with silver-white hair held his cane tightly, his eyes moved from Zhou Jinru to Sylvia's face, and said lightly: "Ms. Sylvia, long time no see."
The dragoon general suppressed his anger: "Sir Baldwin, why do you appear in the palace, His Majesty the King?"
"His Majesty the King is in a safe place, but as the commander-in-chief of Londinium's special defense force, you killed your colleagues and broke into the palace. Do you want to overthrow His Majesty the King?!"
By this moment, Sylvia had calmed down, with contemptuous eyes: "Sir Baldwin, I know very well what you have done, and you also know very well what I am doing. No need to say more nonsense, don't think that these people you brought here You can stop me!"
"No, we don't need to be so tense. Ms. Sylvia, I'm just talking about a possibility. No one here will really hold you accountable. Listen, our country is suffering from a man-made disaster. Our enemies We are watching with eager eyes, but some people are still obsessed with fighting among themselves. We must put an end to this meaningless consumption."
"you?"
"us."
Sir Baldwin chuckled and said: "His Majesty the King has too much power. His wanton actions have caused this country to accelerate towards hell. You know what he has done. He wants to force legislation through Parliament and remove powers that do not belong to him." Hold it in your hand."
Sylvia was silent.
"We're just correcting his mistakes."
Sylvia remained silent.
Her actions became acquiescence and compromise in Sir Baldwin's eyes, and the smile on the old man's face was strong.
"I think we have reached an agreement, Ms. Sylvia, it is too cold, let me buy you a drink, and this companion of yours, who is he? Who are you?"
Sir Baldwin said the latter sentence to Zhou Jinru.
But at this moment, Sylvia spoke: "Victoria's successive monarchs expanded its territory, and their gentle decrees made this land prosperous and powerful, so the nobles everywhere became more powerful. This is the reason for Victoria's strength. Basics, right?”
"Yes, ma'am, you are right, without us, this country would not be standing at the top of this land."
She asked again: "Sir Baldwin, to whom are you loyal?"
"I'm loyal to Victoria, that's normal."
"No!"
The Dragoon General raised her voice, and she took a step forward. The guards surrounding Sir Baldwin couldn't help but take a big step back!
"You are only loyal to yourself!"
