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Chapter 689 Chapter 688 Not Much Better

"Your Highness, after you stood on the bed that day, you were suddenly teleported to the vicinity of Yogland?"

"That's right, teacher."

Learning from what her father called the astrologer, Isabel recalled: "The maid cut her wrist, and after the blood dripped onto the bed, strange patterns appeared."

"Me, Jinmian, and her, the three of us were sent out of the palace together!"

"Teleportation Array..."

The astrologer murmured: "It's unbelievable that there is such a thing in the world."

"Teacher, can you imitate and create more teleportation arrays?" Her Royal Highness asked expectantly.

"Your Highness, this is very, very difficult."

"Don't we have a sample? With that bed, you have led the masters of mysticism from the first institution to study together for several years, but still can't figure out the principle?"

"Your Highness, we don't know anything about this advanced technology. We have nothing but a bed with strange patterns."

"In this case, let alone a few years, even if you study for decades, you may not be able to get started."

"and......"

The astrologer said in a deep voice: "I once performed a divination. If I conduct a thorough study of that bed, it will bring bad luck to the kingdom in the future."

"Bad luck?" Isabel was taken aback.

"Well, Your Royal Highness, that bed was probably deliberately left for us by the other party. It's good that the Kingdom didn't research anything. If we really figured out something and understood it with a little knowledge, we might be misled by the other party."

"Once there is a problem with the general direction, what we have spent countless energy researching may be detrimental to the kingdom."

"It's so dangerous, then, teacher, you should destroy that bed."

Isabel looked very unwilling: "Damn it, you are obviously an upstart, why do you have such powerful technology in your hands!"

"Your Highness, this subordinate thinks that Marquis Yog has teamed up with a certain powerful force."

Nobu Hiraoka, the new head of the Seventh Agency, tried to show his face in front of the future queen: "It's not something that can be done in a year or two to plant a nail in the palace. At that time, Marquis Yog hadn't made a fortune yet."

"Oh, then you're telling me which big power she has teamed up with?"

Seeing that Her Royal Highness's tone was not quite right, Shinobu Hiraoka said nervously: "The Seventh Agency is doing its best to investigate."

"Hehe, how long has it been and there is still no result?"

Isabel said coldly: "Bach is a waste, he didn't even realize that the palace was infiltrated by other forces. You, who succeeded Bach, are not much better!"

With a "plop", Shinobu Hiraoka quickly fell to his knees.

His face was pale, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"..."

After waiting for a while, seeing no sophistry from him, Isabel said lightly: "The attitude is not bad, there is no reason to mess with me."

"Go on, use more snacks when doing things in the future."

"Subordinate, this subordinate will leave."

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The enthronement ceremony is still in preparation, but as the heavyweight nobles arrive in the capital one after another, a grand welcome banquet has already been held.

"Is that the heir of the Griffin family? This time he will attend on behalf of the Duke."

"The Momedi family is also the heir of the family representing the Duke, and there are many young people."

"Look, there's Miss Gillian and Master Alf of the Grahams."

"There are so many young people at such a high-level banquet, haha, I feel old all of a sudden."

"It is a symbol of the vitality of the kingdom!"

The civil war is over, and the nobles who came to the banquet are in a good mood.

Especially after seeing those young people, they are full of hope for the future of the kingdom.

"Marquis Yog, haven't you arrived yet?"

"Duke William hasn't come either."

"I heard that those two came together... they didn't enter the capital immediately, but went directly to the southern army's barracks."

"..."

"Hahaha, drink and drink, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!"

"Cecil, this is the first time I have attended such a high-level banquet."

Mary's face was flushed, and she asked in a low voice, "Is there anything wrong with my attire?"

"Mary, you are the most beautiful girl at the banquet today."

"Nonsense, Her Royal Highness is the one."

Cecil was a little confused for a while, should he deny it at this time?

But directly saying that Her Royal Highness is not as beautiful as her own Mary, seems to be a bit of a problem.

"Look, the princess is coming!"

At this time, there was a commotion among the crowd.

"Mary, I'll go first."

After Cecil and Mary exchanged glances, they walked directly to Her Highness the Princess.Strangely, Mary, who is his wife, did not follow along.

"your Highness!"

"It's Cecil, isn't the Duke of Salem here this time?"

"Grandpa is in poor health, and he really can't make it through."

Seeing Cecil's sad expression, Isabel was also shocked.

"Very serious?"

"It's quite serious...Your Highness, my family was planning to raise troops to respond, but Grandpa is the Optimus Prime of Momedi's family."

"He has a problem with his body, and all kinds of things in the family are messed up."

"I can't help Her Royal Highness this time, Cecil is ashamed."

"Don't say that, you also have your own difficulties."

Isabel said very generously: "I hope the Duke will get better soon, Cecil, please bring my blessings to your grandfather."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, I hope so..."

Isabel originally suspected that Duke Salem's serious illness was an excuse for the Momedi family not to send troops, but seeing Cecil's appearance, it seemed that this was not the case.

'What's the situation, is it true that the Duke of Salem is going to die? '

"your Highness"

At this time, another young man came over to say hello.

"Andy Griffin, haven't we seen each other for a few years?"

"It's been almost three years. The last time we met, I remember it was at your birthday party."

"Where's your father, why didn't you come here this time?"

"Your Highness, before departure, Andy has officially inherited his father's title."

As soon as these words came out, the nobles around were shocked.

Duke Griffin is in his prime of life, and his body is healthy. How could he step down at this time and let his son inherit the family?

"Hey, then I should call you Duke Griffin."

Her Royal Highness covered her mouth with a fan: "Why so suddenly?"

"Maybe my father saw that I was capable enough, so he wanted to get away early and enjoy the happiness." Andy said in a joking tone.

Chapter 690 Chapter 689 Not Loyal enough

The Griffin family has been weak for a long time, no matter who becomes the head of the house, he must be attached to the royal family.

Besides, Andy Griffin has been kind to himself throughout.

Thinking about it in her heart, Isabel smiled slightly and didn't get to the bottom of it.

Andy felt relieved when Her Royal Highness walked up to Gillian and chatted and laughed with her.

If he had another choice, he didn't want to force his father to step down in a way close to coercion.

only......

The undead army has already appeared in the south, and in the near future, the king of terror will definitely turn the entire kingdom upside down!

In this case, a mediocre Duke Griffin will lead the family into the abyss.

"I made it hard for you"

The old man dressed as a housekeeper walked behind him and said apologetically.

"We had no choice"

Andy sighed: "You said, do we have a chance of winning?"

"The Griffin family alone has no chance of winning, but her enemies are not just us."

Andy frowned: "Gardener, don't forget that she saved Her Royal Highness, and she is kind to the royal family."

After listening, the old man smiled and shook his head.

"Our princess... is not a pedantic person, just wait and see."

"Hahaha, my lord duke, why don't you flatter Her Royal Highness, what are you talking about with an old man in the corner?"

"Marquis Grant"

Andy looked cold: "His Royal Highness has already entered the venue. As a marquis, don't you go to say hello?"

'gumbling'

Fuguera finished a bottle of wine in one gulp, and he said drunkenly, "His Royal Highness is busy talking to the Duke, the future Duke, and the sister of the future Duke. How can you have time to talk to me, a country bumpkin?"

Andy's face changed, this guy's voice was too loud, at this time, many nobles had already looked towards them.

"you're drunk!"

"Hi, am I drunk?"

Fuguera scratched his head: "I'm not drunk, I'm quite sober."

"Why are you talking nonsense when you're not drunk?"

A vague premonition rose in Andy's heart, fearing that this guy would say something shocking to the world again, he turned sideways and wanted to walk away from Fogla.

"Hey, I finally wanted to chat with you, don't go."

Fogg stretched his hand to stop: "You said I was talking nonsense...I, where am I talking nonsense?"

"Your Highness, she, she just looks down on country bumpkins."

"Look down on me, a hillbilly, and those hillbillies in the south!"

"Hehe, it's fine if you look down on me. Those people in the south were the ones who threw their heads and blood for her. Why did she let them hang out outside the city... why don't you pay attention?"

In the end, Fuguera almost yelled at the top of his voice.

Andy's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears.

Why did this big guy who looked big and thick, but was actually extremely cunning, dig his own grave today?

It's impossible to get drunk like this with just a bottle of wine!

"What the hell do you want to do?" Andy growled.