Alien Paradise.

Chapter 419 Old Colleagues
The royal capital is Saint-Germain.

After finishing his work for the day and closing the door of his detective agency, Farrell went to Gill's Candy Store on Phoenix Street as usual to buy two fruit breads and then returned home. This bread was prepared for his son and daughter. Although his wife always said that children should eat less sweets to avoid tooth decay when they grow up, he knew that as long as he brought two snacks, he could immediately pull the children's hearts back to him.

It's his fault for not returning home for so many years.

Unexpectedly, after the change of the kingdom's ruler, he suddenly felt relaxed. In recent months, apart from personally going to the detective agency to solve some shady problems, he had all the rest of his time at his disposal. He would drink and chat with friends, inquire about the news of the East Paradise Church, and give the rest to his family... Although his career was stagnant, Farelan found that this relaxed and somewhat boring life was not that difficult to endure.

The only pity was that Dann had never seen him again, except once by secret letter.

The secret letter was not intended to reminisce about the past, but to hope that he would use his connections to get the Longjiu family to release Editor-in-Chief Qiu Ji.

He knew that his old partner was still hiding in this kind of city, quietly watching everything with sharp eyes.

"I'm back. Were Will and Shanshan good today?"

Farellan pushed open the door and shouted while changing his shoes.

The living room was quiet, without a sound at all.

If it were any other time, the children would have run out happily to greet me.

He also noticed that there was no sound of firewood burning in the kitchen - it was almost six in the evening, and his wife would usually be lighting a fire to cook.

A bad premonition came over me.

"Ailan! Will! Shanshan!"

Fallan dropped the bread bag and rushed into the house, calling out his wife and children's names while searching from house to house. When he rushed into the yard, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief... He saw his wife and children were there, the two children were playing with new toys... a stuffed bear that could crawl on the ground, and his wife was chatting with a man.

When he saw the man's profile, Farelan's mind trembled slightly.

The opponent turned out to be the former royal guard, Makefa, the Sword of Flowers!

"Were you calling me just now, dear?" His wife Ailan also noticed Farelan, "Excuse me, you guys chat, I'll go make you some tea."

"You're very polite, ma'am. We're going out to eat later anyway, so why don't you take a break."

"It's okay. Lord Shenjian comes to visit our house, how can we not even have a cup of tea?" Ailan went back into the house with a smile.

"Long time no see, Mr. Farelan." Makefa nodded at him.

"You guys go in too. Dad has work to discuss." Fareland pretended to be calm and pushed the children back home. Then he looked at Makefa, "What are you doing here? The war is over!"

As a member of the eldest prince's advisory group, he certainly knew Mekfa. Or rather... few people in the royal city who were well-known didn't know the name of the Flower Sword. Even his wife recognized his face, so she let him into her home. From a certain perspective, the members of the Royal Guard were all his colleagues.

But that was before.

Now the Kingdom Army has been replaced by Wilson's family troops, and the Royal Guards have either died or fled. Their former status as the respected leader of the people is long gone. "Since we have worked together before, I would like to ask you for a favor." Someone behind him said.

Fallan turned his head sharply and found another royal guard standing at the exit of the courtyard. He recognized this man, whose name was Moses, a knight appointed by the second prince.

It seemed that even if he didn't go into the house to look for someone, he would probably be blocked by them. Farilan spread his hands and shrugged as if he accepted his fate, "Please, my Lords, do you still think that I am the advisor favored by the eldest prince in the past? Now the palace has a new group of people. What you can't do, I can't do either."

"Our situations are different..." Makefa shook his head. "If I were standing in front of Wilson Longjiu now, either he or I would lose my head. But if you were standing in front of him, you two could get along in peace. That's the difference. I don't want to be polite with you. You still run your own detective agency, occasionally drink and play with the nobles in the royal city, and even have access to the outer palace. How can you look like you've fallen on hard times?"

Farelland did not respond.

Apparently there were still people in the royal city working for the kingdom's army. Even if they were completely defeated, those spies continued to carry out their tasks like gyroscopes.

"Now in this city, more than 70% of the nobles and more than 60% of the officials are the continuation of the era under the rule of His Majesty William. The Longjiu family did not completely overthrow Saintsia, so people like you can still live well." Makefa walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder. "I know that everyone will forget the glory of the laurel, because they are heartless and always put interests first. But you are different... The eldest prince has never owed you anything, so if there is an opportunity to repay the favor, you will definitely do your best."

How could I be that kind of person...

Farelan smiled bitterly in his heart.

He did know someone like this, who was always loyal to himself and his beliefs. If he was like this, the golden partnership of the royal city would not have broken up.

"Tell me first, what do you want me to help you with?" Farilan said after a moment of silence, "If it will harm me or my family, then I can only choose to refuse. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has indeed helped me a lot in my career, but you and I both know that the era of the Laurel Family is over."

"Yes, the future will belong to a new dynasty." Unexpectedly, the other party readily agreed, "But before that dynasty comes, the old blood debt will not be written off. And don't worry, this matter is not a problem for you at all. We noticed that Duke Longjiu will attend a press conference to promote new products, and you just need to help us get a spot in it."

Press conference?
Farilan remembered that there was such a news recently. To be more precise, it was an industry conference held by Gaofeng Company, which was said to be held every year in the future. It did not only promote its own products, but also any products related to new technologies could be promoted at the conference.

Apparently many nobles and merchants were attending the conference, so it was not difficult to get a spot.

But the question is, what is the use of one quota? Send a royal guard in as an assassin? Wilson Longjiu also has master-level warriors around him, and many fully armed steel guards. It is almost impossible to get close to him. Moreover, you have to wear formal clothes and cannot carry any weapons to such a place. Trying to cause trouble at the conference is no different from committing suicide.

Farelan couldn't understand.

But he knew that the other party would not answer even if he asked.

"Is Mr. Ryan also in the capital?"

If I could get in touch with him, maybe I could ask him a few more questions.

"He... stayed behind." When mentioning Ryan, Makefa hesitated briefly.

Perhaps it was a good thing to stay behind. At this point, Fallan had nothing more to say - it was impossible to refuse. They chose to show up at home instead of blocking him on the road, which in itself showed the attitude of the Royal Guards. He might be able to escape alone, but he couldn't disappear quietly with his wife and two children.

"I understand." Farelan sighed, "I'll help you get it."

(End of this chapter)