Black Knight From Blue Star

It's not that Hardy doesn't want to save, it's that Hardy can't save.

It was too far away, at least twenty meters away, and the assassin was about half a meter away from the old king.

Hardy doesn't know the outrageous prophecy magic of 'reflecting cause and effect', and there are not many people in this magic society.

It can be said that in this situation, Hardy cannot be saved, and neither can anyone else.

Abdul wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped aside, and began to direct the scene.

Hardy and two women watched quietly from the side.

Not long after, the eldest prince Kamasi also came. He rushed in with a group of soldiers, his eyes were red.

"Why did such a thing happen!" Kamasi grabbed his brother Abdul's clothes: "You are responsible for the people in the Guards, why did you get involved as a spy!"

Abdul's expression was ugly. He did not refute, but just lowered his head.

Kamasi stared at his brother bitterly for a while, and then roared: "Lock down the whole city and implement a curfew. No one is allowed to leave the city until the murderer is found. No one is allowed in or out."

The soldiers and guards immediately took action.

Kamas walked up to Hardy, his eyes were full of scrutiny, and finally turned calm: "I'll let you see the joke."

"Condolences."

"I hope your Excellency can stay here for a few days, at least to attend my father's funeral."

"OK."

"Thank you so much."

After Kamasi said these words, he left.

"Stay here for now." Hardy shrugged helplessly.

"We are leaving and they can't stop us." Karijina whispered, "He is actually doubting you."

Hardy nodded: "I know, it's just suspicion... He is doubting everything. But the problem is, he is also under suspicion."

Petola is very good at this kind of political drama. She started her career by scheming, and then eventually became the queen of the desert kingdom: "These two people are actually very suspicious, but both of them have controlled their emotions very well. For the time being, I I can’t tell who the murderer is.”

"So you are more inclined to fight with blood relatives?"

"Yes." There was sarcasm on Petola's sullen face: "From my point of view, the possibility of internal fighting is much higher than external conspiracy."

Karijina raised her eyebrows and tutted: "You can't tell, her acting skills are pretty good."

"Let's find a hotel to rest first."

"good!"

In the next few days, the entire city of New York fell into an atmosphere of dark clouds.

A large number of soldiers and guards came in and out of different courtyards.

Groups of people were hanged, groups of people were imprisoned, and groups of people were exiled.

In comparison, Hardy lived a relatively happy life, staying in the hotel and playing poker with two beautiful girls every day.

It wasn't until the ninth day that someone finally came to the door.

"Your Excellency Hardy, I'm sorry to disturb you." The ceremony officer said politely: "His Majesty the King's funeral will be held tomorrow morning. The eldest prince hopes that you can attend."

"Well, I'll be there tomorrow."

The etiquette officer bowed respectfully and left.

Hardy reentered the room.

Karijana lay on the bed with her body completely naked. She smiled and said: "Finally, we have waited for this day. After attending the funeral, we can leave."

"You can leave anytime, but I would rather stay a few more days to watch the show." Hardy smiled and sat on the edge of the bed: "I am very curious about who the new king is and who assassinated the old king. After all, Amicon borders our Ruisian Group, and the character and ability of the new king will affect our relationship. "

"Okay, then just stay here." Karijina sat up and stuck behind Hardy: "It won't be boring anyway, right!"

"Let's eat something first." Petola, who was wearing a pajamas, brought some light food: "After eating, go outside for a walk. I just looked at the window and there were many people starting to set up stalls outside. Things are being sold, it seems the lockdown has ended.”

Hardy took the tray and said, "How about the three of us go for a walk later." "That's okay." Karijina laughed.

She now feels that it is indeed a good thing that she came out of Dragon Island.

The more she saw Hardy, the more she liked him.

Either way, I like it.

After eating something, the three of them wandered down the street together.

The identities of the three of them are all extraordinary, but occasionally walking on the street like ordinary men and women is actually quite a novel feeling.

While strolling around, Hardy looked back.

There was a man standing there. His temperament was completely different from that of ordinary civilians, and he stood out from the crowd.

Seeing Hardy looking at him, he smiled to show his kindness, then pointed to the alley next to him and walked in.

"Follow me." Hardy also walked in with the two women.

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The three of them quickly entered the alley and saw the man from before already waiting.

The man in the alley had a beard that almost covered his face.

"What do you want from me?"

The man saluted respectfully: "Sir Hardy, thank you very much for accepting my invitation. I am Sibuk Arnold! A wanderer."

"Hello." Hardy said with a smile, "If you have something to say, just tell me."

"My master hopes that Mr. Hardy can leave here and not attend tomorrow's funeral."

"Why?"

"Leave the Rommel family's private affairs to be resolved by themselves."

Hadi nodded: "So your master is Prince Abdul?"

The man's expression changed immediately.

He didn't expect that his master would be exposed with just one sentence.

"Your Excellency Hardy is really interested." The man said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Can you accept this proposal? Our master has said that he will give you sufficient compensation after things settle down."

"I really don't want to get involved in Rommel's family affairs."

"That's great..."

Hadi stretched out his hand to interrupt the other party: "But I will be present at King Ariana's funeral. The two princes can do whatever they want, don't worry about me."

After that, Hardy turned and left.

The man took a deep breath, but did not dare to say anything more.

Hadi is a great lord, with noble status and strong strength.

If he can listen to you, he has already given you face. If you don't know what is good and what is bad, then that's your problem.

After leaving the alley, Petola smiled and said: "There will be a good show tomorrow."

Hardy nodded: "The throne is always more attractive."

"But it seems that you are not very interested." Petola smiled and said: "Actually, if you want to be King France, it is not difficult. Just ask, Queen Sissi will definitely give up her position to you."

"That's not necessary."

Karijina was a little surprised: "You actually have a queen lover? The one who is devoted to you?"

"Almost." Petola smiled.

"It's not that exaggerated." Hardy waved his hand.

Petola smiled and said: "Because I was once a queen, but now I am willing to work as an aide by your side. I believe Queen Sissi will do the same." (End of Chapter)