"In fact, her political effect here is greater than its practical significance." Paul said lightly.

The three of them were silent for a while.

"Just like you, right, Master Bozdorf?"

Doyle narrowed his eyes: "By the way, did His Highness say that you would also be a candidate for a chamberlain?"

Paul's face turned cold.

"Yes," he whispered, "just like me."

Glover spoke up, interrupting the unpleasant conversation between the two:

"But she is a girl, which is different after all."

D.D shrugged:

"Isn't this just right? Who wants to see that the only one who comes to Star Lake Castle is the stinky man, Sister Valencia?"

"You're saying that it's really inappropriate to allow a girl to frequently come in and out of His Highness's house." Paul tightened the strap on his bow arm. "People will say that His Highness accepted Ms. Arende for the purpose of saying

What he is interested in is... that he is addicted to gentleness and beauty."

Doyle was silent for a while, then hummed:

"Then the question is, who are the 'people'?"

Paul made a move:

"You know what I'm talking about, Doyle, even if you're a Doyle."

D.D took a bite of the apple and smiled: "First of all, I forgive your prejudice against our family. Secondly, do you think that if His Highness doesn't do this, 'people' won't spread other words? Believe me, compared to 'making friends with the powerful,'

'To hook up with places' and 'to indulge in beauty' are more or less good words."

Paul put down his bow and looked at Miranda in the distance.

"But this is not just His Highness's business. They will criticize Ms. Allende, saying that she came to His Highness just to seduce... They will slander her, which is not good for her reputation."

"Then if you are here and say this again for 'people'," D.D shrugged, "won't it be more detrimental to her reputation?"

Paul sighed:

"I'm just worried about Your Highness, and it's also for the girl's good."

"Brother Paul, rumors don't hurt anyone," Doyle threw away the apple stem and looked at Miranda openly, "Talent does."

Miranda noticed something, and her eyes immediately swept over her like a sword.

Paul and Glover turned their heads, but Doyle grinned widely, showing his bright white teeth, and waved vigorously to Miranda.

Miranda was stunned for a moment, but she still frowned and raised her chin at him in disgust in response.

"That's natural." Paul lowered his head and carefully packed the school bow. "It's just that if a girl falls into a crowd of men, I'm afraid the Star Lake Guards will have trouble from now on."

"Ha, is she troublesome, or are we?"

Paul frowned and looked at Doyle with a slightly different look:

"As far as I know, D.D., you're just a stupid idiot?"

D.D, who was taking out the second apple, hesitated and said unhappily:

"As far as I know, are you polite?"

"You two," Glover suddenly said, "do you want to fight?"

These words silenced both of them.

"If so, there are fewer people in the bushes over there." The zombie refused to give up.

Paul shook his head. He looked at Doyle who was not to be outdone for a long time and smiled slightly:

"D.D, I'm very surprised now, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?"

After Paul finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Doyle's reaction.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I'm not stupid at all, okay!"

Looking at Paul's retreating back, D.D whispered sarcastically: "Awesome, a country bumpkin from the Western Wilderness."

On the other hand, Glover was thoughtful:

"It's no accident that that bumpkin from the Western Wilderness will become the Earl of Heroic Soul Castle and the imperial title Earl in the future."

"Thank you, thank you for your unnecessary reminder!"

"So, D.D., are you really stupid?"

"Hey, why are you so bad at zombies..."

"Call me that again..."

"Okay, I was bullied by your words. I can't kill you, nor can I spare you. Are you happy now?"

Beside the carriage, Thales waved to Mallos in the distance, indicating that it was okay, and then handed the handkerchief unhappily to the middle-aged wine merchant in front of him who was dripping with cold sweat and even half of his wig fell off.

"Thank you, I, I'm really sorry, Your Highness," Dagory leaned on the wheel with a look of panic. He took the handkerchief but didn't dare to use it, "But, but I can't... I can't... I have no choice.

…”

"Now you can tell me, what are you here to do, Wang?" Thales refrained from saying the word "Kingdom Secret Science". He warned, "Don't tell me any more nonsense."

I am looking forward to it very much."

The Kingdom's Secret Department didn't tell the whole story to this guy, or at least didn't tell him that I already knew his identity. It seems to have a reason.

not to mention……

[This operation does not require you to be the protagonist. All you need to do is serve as a third party in the Emerald City, as an unbiased weight in the center of the scale, listen, witness, and follow the trend. 】

[The rest will be done by others.]

Others...

Thinking of his beloved father's earnest teachings, Thales couldn't help but snorted secretly.

In this case, it would be better for him to do less than to do more, so he can just watch the secret show quietly.

According to past experience, we will see when you take the blame.

Especially the red-eyed bastard who got dumped by his girlfriend.

"Of course, Your Highness, of course..."

Dagory's small eyes looked at Thales with watery eyes, as if he felt a lot of grievances.

"Actually, I am, I used to work as a helper in a brewery, and then I started a business on my own. When I encountered the bloody years, I lost all my money and had no other options... Then, some investors appeared and they gave me funds.

and support, but I swear, Your Highness, I was just confused for a moment, I really didn’t know at that time..."

"Some investors?"

Dagoli's sad face looked even worse:

"For that, they need some reward from time to time, whether it's monetary or otherwise, small at first, nothing, but then, later..."

"Later on, you became dependent and found it difficult to break free. You became more and more entangled and became a tool of the Kevin Deere family." Thales continued for him. "On the surface, you are a wine merchant in the Central Territory.

But I run errands for them.”

Hearing "Kevin Deere", Dagoli trembled.

He held the prince's handkerchief as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world, and nervously observed Duke Xinghu's expression:

"I was wrong, really wrong. Your Highness, please allow me to ask for your forgiveness... I was forced and refused at first. I didn't know... I lost my mind at that time and owed a lot of debt.

I can't help it, I really don't know what they are..."

but I know.

Thales looked at the cautious Dagory with wan interest.

Not only that.

I also know who you are.

I know you worked secretly for Emerald City before.

And the secret science knows that I know.

I also know that you are now secretly running errands for the Secret Service.

And they know that I know.

Maybe you don't know.

"I know," Thales sighed and had to reassure him, "many times, we can't help ourselves."

Hearing "I can't help myself", Dagoli took a deep breath, bit his lower lip and nodded fiercely.

"Anyway," Dagory said again in fear, "a few days ago, the people from the Kevin Deere family suddenly found me secretly. They said that I was brought from the central government and that I was a wine merchant. There was a good reason.

, my identity is suitable, let me, force me to come close to you..."
To be continued...