The Count of Ile de France was locked in a cave on the back of Mevara Niga. The cave was not deep, and looking towards the entrance, you could see the sea and clouds at the end of your sight.

Their bodies were tied with triple ropes, completely tying their hands and feet. In the first few days, there were four soldiers on duty at the entrance of the cave, but after sailing on the sea for a few days, all four soldiers were removed from their posts, leaving only one soldier to deliver food on time twice a day, and check the situation of the ropes on their bodies.

Such a guard has a symbolic meaning beyond the actual meaning - the rope can only tie up the Black Flat and Princess Navarra, and at most a white bow can't tie up the red sword and the Earl of Ile de France after restoring the magic. As long as these two people break free from the rope, the ropes on the other people will naturally be untied. The removal of the soldiers on duty completely put the "please give me your own care" in front of the Earl of Ile de France and his group.

However, with such a slack defense, the Count of the Ile de France and his party could not escape at all. The reason is very simple. This is the back of Movara Niga, and the surroundings of Movara Niga are vast and vast seas. Escape from the cave does not mean freedom, but rather sleeping in the mountains and forests, and losing the regular supply of two meals a day.

In fact, the living conditions in the cave are pretty good. They can shelter from the wind and rain, and eat a piece of meat for dinner every day. Although they can only be picked from the plate with their mouths, the taste is pretty good. Ella is afraid that they will get sick by mosquitoes, so she even sent a bunch of straw ropes that can repel mosquitoes. Every two days, a doctor named Sivadon checks their physical condition - although she always stares at Hongdao and others with a weird expression, looking like she wants to dig out her heart and see.

"Will this be the last supper?" Before the meal, Princess Navarra would always look at the Count of Ile de France with tears.

Then the Count of Ile-de-France pointed at the food placed under him with his chin: "Impossible, why don't you see what you're giving me? This can be the last supper?"

——Yes, those who enjoy the treatment of the English language do not include the Earl of Ile de France.

The Earl of France didn't understand why these people were so malicious to him alone. Anyway, every time they delivered the meal, the only portion of hay placed in front of him was the horse's ate.

They gathered together several times to discuss the reasons, but they did not discuss any of them. Judging from the actions of these people, from the impersonation of Navarre, they all had deep hatred with the Duke of Brittany, from the impersonation of Navarre, to the port of the Duke of Brittany that directly attacked the Duke of Brittany, no matter how they looked, they had a deep hatred with the Duke of Brittany. Why did the Earl of Ile-France kill the Duke of Brittany, which instead caused their hatred? But if they were to hold hatred for the priests of the Abraham Church, why did they be so good to others besides the Count of Ile-France?

After a few days, the only thing they understood was that this group of people was not demons.

The reason is simple: except for those strange-looking Aztlan warriors, the others who were moving on the back of Mevara Nika were all normal mercenaries. Instead of believing that demons would hire human mercenaries to fight for them, it would be better to believe that humans subdued Mevara Nika as their mount. After all, the Black Flag had long revealed that Mevara Nika was once subdued by Crodith Ptolemy.

So the Earl of France raised a question: "It is possible to conquer the forces of Movara Niga, and this force is also an enemy of the Tianfang Empire. Who do you think it will be?"

After careful inference, the red knife, white bow, and black balance agreed unanimously: this group of people is undoubtedly one of the sword clans living on the island of Antillia.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to rush to escape, wait a little longer." The Earl of Ile-de-France finally made a decision, "The people of the Sword Clan will not do things for no reason, and will definitely come over and talk to me again."

Two days later, the day finally came. A few more soldiers came to deliver lunch. After putting the food on the ground, they did not leave directly as usual, but pulled the Earl of Ile-de-France out and took it away.

Ella sat on a chair by the beach, knocking her fingers on the back of the chair with great impatientness. The soldiers threw the Earl of France in front of her. Without saying a word, she patted the chair hard and shouted loudly: "Baron Mole! Are you guilty?"

"Your Majesty!" Amy poked Ella from behind and whispered, "Stay! Stay!"

"He ruined the plan that I have been prepared for so long. Isn't it okay to yell?"

Ella whispered a little. Then, she calmed herself down and looked at the Count of Ile de France seriously.

"Baron Moray, do you know who I am?"

"I have heard of people from the Sword Clan." The Earl of France replied calmly, "I guess you are the daughter of the Sword Saint, Lily Mistertin nicknamed "Sword of Loki", right?"

"Hahahaha, Amy, listen, he really believes that we are going back to Antilia..."

"Your Majesty! Stay! Hurry up and find me the steadiness you lost at that time!"

"Ahem." Ella cleared her throat and sat upright again. Amy said to her from behind: "This is the Swedish king of the Pirate Kingdom, Ella, Cornelius, and Scipio."

"Era Cornelius Scipio?"

The Count of Ile de France narrowed his eyes. He had heard of this name for a long time, but he had never seen what he looked like. According to rumors, this was a majestic Valkyrie, wearing a three-pointed purple gold crown, a beast-faced and swallowed a chain armor, a slinging lion belt with her armour, a crowbar, and a crowbar. She was known as Fenrier, a horse and Scipio. But she didn't expect it to be such a small guy.

"Barl Melay, we have no hatred. You asked the priests of the Abraham church to deal with me. Although it is hateful, it did not cause any actual losses to me. The killing of the Duke of Brittany has nothing to do with me. The problem is that your killing of the Duke of Brittany indirectly ruined my plan."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ella sat on the chair, organizing the language word by word.

"If I bring you back to Versailles for a meeting, you will definitely die. But I am not a cruel person. I have let you eat the grass for the past few days, which can be considered as a snoring of my anger. Let me tell me first, what kind of hatred do you have with the Duke of Brittany, so that you have to kill him? If the reason can be accepted by me, I cannot let you go here, so as not to suffer when you return to Versailles."

"Versailles? Communicate?"

The Count of Ile de France heard these words in his ears.

"Can you ask first, are you going to take the Duke of Brittany back to Versailles? I also have a few acquaintances in Versailles, and some things may be something for you."

Ella disagreed: "What can you say, a baron, do you do?"

"I am the Baron, but my last name is Carolingen. The consul of the Federation of Almany...he is my relative."

"Relative? Really?" Ella suddenly turned up from the chair. She turned her head and looked at Amy, and what she thought was coincidental. If she could not get Mary's support this time, it would be impossible to ask Baron Moray to help him say a few words.

"Quick! Why are you still standing there? Why don't you bring him a chair! Then bring the best pork! Then bring the best tequila! Then bring the best chili powder! Then bring the best... call Osor over and let him perform an archery for the guests!"

The Count of Ile de France was a little uncomfortable with this sudden change of attitude.

"So...what are you going to Versailles to do?"

"To be honest," Amy said, "Our Pirate Kingdom is here to form an alliance with the Almani Federation and jointly deal with the Tianfang Empire."

"So that's how it is."

The Count of Ile de France shook his head and took the initiative to kneel back to the ground.
Chapter completed!