Quadruple split

"Standing back and watching..."

Clairvaux nodded noncommittally, his eyes still focused on the page in front of him, and said casually: "Tell me your thoughts, Ribo."

"That's it, father." Ribo turned sideways, using his tall body to block the slightly dazzling sunlight for Clairvaux, and said with a smile: "I personally think that the Marshall family has really done this. Slave hunting and trafficking are actually not important, at least not to us, the Violet Royal Family, so there is no need for us to get involved in this muddy water."

Clairvaux nodded slightly, but did not affirm or deny. He just turned to the next page of the poetry book in his hand: "Continue talking, I am listening."

"For thousands of years, the rule of our Violet family has been moderation and checks and balances, so we have always maintained a transcendent status." Ruibo smiled proudly and looked up at the Violet family emblem on the bell tower in the courtyard: "We have always maintained As the helm of the empire, it is superior to the other eight lords. With all due respect, the royal family is not much stronger than other families in terms of territory, financial resources or military power. However, they all respect us and are willing to unite around the violet flag. , at least on the surface, it will not go against any of our decisions.”

The old emperor smiled: "So you mean, it's the same as always?"

"That's right, my father, as always." Rebo Bresne nodded and shrugged: "Marshall, Crystal Wolf, Baroka, Hussein, Fernand, Dantis, Simon, let's talk about it for the time being. Together with a Fire Claw, these eight surnames have been fighting openly and secretly since the day the empire was founded. Sometimes within the rules of the game, sometimes outside the rules of the game. This has long been commonplace, but this is different from the fact that as a check and balancer Violet has nothing to do with it, everyone knows that the empire will fall apart without us, so they mostly don't give us trouble because the empire must have a 'flag', a flag that stands firm."

Clairvaux's eyes still didn't leave the book of poems: "What's your position?"

"We have no position." Ruibo casually folded a bouquet of violets at his feet and gently picked a petal from it: "Our position is that we have no position, a firm no position. Only in this way will we not let those lords If they become wary or hostile towards the royal family, only in this way can they continue to regard the Violet family as their king with peace of mind. In principle, this is..."

Clairvaux sighed softly and slowly put down the poetry collection in his hand: "You seem to have something in your words."

Ruibo smiled and threw away the petal: "Father is wise, I do have other ideas, but that will happen later. For now, just watching from the sidelines is enough."

"Okay, then this time you will go to the Marshall Islands on behalf of the royal family." The old emperor nodded tiredly, and warned his eldest son like an ordinary father: "Remember to pay attention to safety on the road. .”

"Father, don't worry."

"I will send Zi Jing to protect you secretly. Anyway, there won't be any danger on my side."

"Father, you must not..."

"It's okay. I still have Zijing beside me. Just go and come back quickly."

"yes."

"By the way, where is your brother?"

Ribo's expression froze slightly, but when he looked up at Clairvaux, he already looked dumbfounded: "God knows where that kid Ash has gone. He was still there when we were eating this morning." Come on, the man disappeared as soon as he turned around. Father, do you have anything to do with him?"

"It's okay~" Clairvaux shook his head and touched his nose helplessly: "I originally wanted him to go to the Marshall Islands with the investigation team to get him. You know how lazy Xiao Xiu is usually. My consciousness and sense of responsibility for the royal family are much worse than yours, Ruibo, why did you take the initiative this time to protect him?"

The old emperor's eyes suddenly became suspicious when he looked at his eldest son.

"Ha, Father, you think too much~"

Ruibo laughed dryly, shook his head and said: "I just think it's more appropriate to go with me. If I had known earlier that you planned to let Ashi go... Well, how about I go and capture him now? What did you say before? Just pretend I didn’t say anything?”

"No, let's leave it like this." Clairvaux shook his head, a hint of fondness flashed in his eyes: "Even if the child goes, he probably won't do things seriously. It would be bad if he causes any trouble. He is smart. , it’s just that temper that is really troublesome.”

Ruibo spread his hands: "As Xiu's character, I guess in a few years..."

"It won't change in a few decades~"

A lazy voice came from not far behind. Clairvaux and Ribo looked back and saw a young man in a white robe shuffling towards this side. It was the person they were talking about. core.

Clairvaux's second son and the second prince of the Violet Empire—Subresne.

He is a young man of about twenty-four or five years old. In his appearance, there is a hint of Clairvaux, but his lines are much softer. He is about half a head shorter than Ribo, and his figure is a little thin. The long pale golden hair is sloppily draped behind his back, coupled with the moon-white robe, making this prince who has no dignity at all look more like a scholar or artist, the kind who is neither high nor low. .

"You two were talking bad about me just now, right?"

Xubresien walked up to the two of them, his sky-blue eyes full of scrutiny and dissatisfaction: "Is there nothing better to talk about?"

"Ahem, Ash, be polite in front of your father." Ruibo glared at the former angrily and scolded him in a low voice.

"Brother, you are too serious~"

Xiu shook his head indifferently, put his arms around his brother's shoulders, and raised his chin at Clairvaux: "Father won't mind this at all~"

Ribo glanced at Clairvaux with a particularly innocent look, and said with a wry smile: "Father, look at his virtue..."

"It doesn't matter." Clairvaux shook his head with a smile, patted his other side, and smiled at Xiu: "Sit here."

The latter, however, casually picked up the book of poetry in Clerval's hand, strolled to the flower bed next to it and sat down: "Let me read this, and you two can continue talking about business."

The old emperor rolled his eyes: "Didn't you already take it away?"

Ruibo rolled his eyes even more: "Besides scolding you, my father and I have nothing to talk about."

"That's it." Xiu Rao sighed, then spread the poetry collection on his knees, stretched out his hands to cover his ears: "Okay, now I can't hear, you can continue."

Ruibo exchanged a helpless look with his father, and then stood up: "Then I will show up to the investigation team first, then go to the Watermark Court to ask Mr. Lewin for a piece of 'evidence', and come back later. Saying goodbye to you."

Clairvaux nodded slightly: "Purple Mirror."

A figure wearing a mirror mask slowly emerged from the air: "Yes."

"Protect Ribo."

"Yes, let's go, Your Highness."

"Then I will take my leave first, father."

"Um."

five minutes later

Only Clairvaux and the second prince Xiu were left in the garden.

"Xiao Xiu, what do you think?"

The old emperor, who had closed his eyes for a while, suddenly asked: "About the Marshall family's capture and trade of slaves."

"I do not know."

Xiu, who was immersed in reading, replied without raising his head.

Clairvaux glared at him angrily and amusedly: "Then what role do you think the royal family should play in this incident?"

"Seriously, Father." The young prince beside the flower bed raised his head reluctantly and said to Clairvaux very seriously: "You should discuss this matter with the emperor."

The old emperor said calmly: "I have already discussed it with him."

The second prince also said calmly: "Oh, then just listen to him and just sit on the sidelines and watch."

"Huh?" Clairvaux was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked his youngest son, "How long have you been here?"

Xiu stood up weakly, hugged his arms and leaned against the flower bed: "I just came. Father, didn't you watch me come in from outside?"

"What about your royal brother's opinion..."

"I just guessed."

Xiu curled his lips and said while flipping through the collection of poems at an almost nonsensical speed: "If you insist on asking me to say a few useless things, that's fine. I think there is something wrong with the Marshall family, but it's not necessary yet. It’s time for us to make a decision, so just let everything take its course.”

Emperor Clairvaux walked slowly to Xiu: "Is this your opinion?"

The latter shrugged: "These are just two useless nonsense words."

Clairvaux continued to ask: "Then when we need to make a decision, what should we do?"

Xiu casually handed the poetry collection back to the other party: "Then we will make a decision, Father."

"This book is given to you..."

"No, I'm done reading~"

"Where are you going?"

"Put on some makeup and go out for a walk~"

…

Game time PM14:14

Royal Capital Salamoun, North Gate

"Hey~ We finally arrived at the station. This journey has really gone by in a blink of an eye~"

A half-elf man dressed as a bard spread his hands exaggeratedly and sighed loudly. Then he was slapped by the tall woman standing next to him and spun around three times.

"Hey, I didn't use any force just now, okay!" Thalia, no, it should be Ms. Remilia Scarlet, frowning and pulling someone up from the ground, and whispered angrily: " You obviously said you should keep a low profile as much as possible!"

As a result, after Mo Tan stood up, he didn't let go of his paw. Instead, he grabbed the other person's little hand tightly and said affectionately: "I can't help it~"

"Let go." Remilia looked at him coldly, her tone as cold as ice: "Or I'll beat you to death."

[Tch, as expected, this level of stimulation is completely useless...]

Mo Tan murmured in his heart, then suddenly leaned into the other person's ear and sang softly in a soft and magnetic voice: "When you talk about today's troubles~ When you say it's late at night and you can't sleep~ I want to say to you~ But I’m afraid I’ll say it wrong~ I like you so much~ Do you know~?”

Click!

Remilia used a little force with her right hand and directly grabbed 17% of Mo Tan's health: "I don't know."

[Well, if I think she is shy now and then hypnotize myself to achieve my goal, won't it look particularly stupid? 】

Mo Tan put on a smile that was no better than crying, then leaned into the ear of the blood seeker lady in front of him and whispered: "This journey goes so fast."

Click!

Mo Tan's health dropped by another 10%.

"It's all because of you that this journey has been so slow." Remilia glared at Mo Tan fiercely and threatened in a low voice: "If you don't let go, I will..."

"A particularly famous sage with a particularly high hairline once said~"

Mo Tan quickly interrupted the other person, staring into Remilia's eyes with burning eyes, and gently lifted a strand of hair from the other person's forehead with his other hand that was not broken: "If you are with the person you like, Together, then time will pass relatively faster. To be honest, I still have the illusion that I just met you for less than two minutes~"

[If you fail, kneel down and apologize immediately! 】

Mo Tan secretly made up his mind.

Then……

He found that the pressure on his hand suddenly lightened, and then he saw Remilia's pretty face gradually turning red, and the chill in her eyes dissipated, replaced by a daze.

"How about you let go of your hands first..."

The same request, but the tone became completely different from before.

【Oh, I knew it~】

Mo Tan thought proudly that his mentality was completely different from that of a person who was thinking about how to kneel down to look better two seconds ago, and then he quickly let go of the opponent's little hand that almost squeezed him to death, and smiled: "Sorry, I wasted too much~"

"Um?"

"I mean, I was the one who was abrupt~"

Remilia turned her head unnaturally and gently tugged on Mo Tan's sleeves: "Anyway, let's go first. It's too strange to stay here all the time."

"There should be a Liuli Pavilion opened by the Gold Coin Merchant Association in the trade area." Mo Tan blinked, and then put a bag full of gold coins in the other party's hand: "You go and book two rooms first, and I will come find you later."

Remilia subconsciously picked up the bag of gold coins, and then asked blankly: "What about you?"

"I still have some things to do~"

Mo Tan half-knelt on the ground and adjusted the hem of the former's skirt skillfully, then raised his head and smiled: "Remember to order the most expensive one for yourself, and the cheapest one for the other one, and then you can go shopping nearby. Go shopping, those people probably won’t chase you here.”

Remilia hesitated: "But I..."

"Don't save me any money~"

Mo Tan said a line that was extremely fashionable.

Remilia flattened her mouth as if she was a little unhappy, then let go of Mo Tan's sleeves, and asked hesitantly: "Then what are you going to do...can you tell me?"

"Of course~"

Mo Tan grinned, then poured himself a bottle of life potion with a high alcohol content, and wiped his mouth: "I want to find my old sweetheart here."

The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a few seconds...

Then Mo Tan was whipped out by a slap while spinning.

"farewell."

Remilia, whose temperament returned to 'normal', said with a sneer.

【Today’s test was also very successful~】

Mo Tan, who was lying on the ground in a large font, also showed a pleasant smile.

Chapter 268: End