Reincarnation Paradise

The three tower guards promised to investigate the matter and mobilized their efforts to find Amu's location, asking Su Xiao to wait for an hour.

In less than half an hour, a tower guard hurried over and whispered something to a tower guard wearing a white bloated hood.

"Mr. Bai Ye, your friend is in the Desolate Swamp. We are following his traces and will give you an explanation before tomorrow morning."

The tower guards were very reliable. It only took them half an hour to confirm that Amu was in the "Desolate Swamp" hundreds of kilometers away from the royal capital.

Walking out of the teleportation tower, noisy sounds could be heard, and the scene was a street full of pedestrians. Occasionally, a carriage drove by, with family crests of different colors printed on the carriages.

There are various stalls on both sides of the street. The cries of vendors are endless, and the aroma of food wafts up. The royal capital of Tallinn has arrived.

Qifu was most familiar with the Royal Capital. After recalling for a moment, he walked towards the east side of the Royal Capital. Ten minutes later, he stopped in front of the gate of a three-story house. The area where the house was located was very quiet, and the Yonglu Road It is flanked by two rows of trees.

"This is the clan leader's property, Mr. Liu, you have the key..."

Bang.

Before Qi Fu finished speaking, the two-meter-high iron gate was kicked open by Su Xiao. The broken door had long been rusted to death.

"It seems like there is no need for a key."

Liu tightened the robe she wore tightly, which was given to her by the tower guardian. She only needed a bulky hood to disguise herself as a tower guardian.

Opening the door the old way, Su Xiao walked into the first floor of the house, and a pungent gray smell wafted over. The house was very spacious, and there were no other houses nearby, so it was suitable for installing early warning devices or laying landmines.

As soon as he arrived in the capital, he was ambushed by an unknown enemy. Su Xiao had a general understanding of the current situation here. Now he needed someone who knew everything to understand the specific situation in the capital.

"Qi Fu, do you have any friends in the capital? It is best to be an official of the capital, with a low position, who knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and is greedy enough."

"I seem to... recognize one. His name is Dijia. He is a very greedy guy."

"Very well, take this and find him."

Su Xiao took out a small piece of gold and placed it on the table.

"What's the reason? Dijiga is greedy, but he is also very cautious."

"Tell him bluntly that we want to bribe him, three pieces of gold when the deal is done."

Su Xiao lit a cigarette. He was ready to carry out continuous assassinations. This seizure of power was different from any previous one. It didn't take a lot of thinking, just assassinate one by one. That was the source of the world for a large sum. This kind of The benefits are worth the risk.

"Impossible. Although Dijiga is greedy, he is also very cunning."

"You just do it."

Hearing this, Qifu shook his head and walked out of the room. In his opinion, no one would be willing to participate in such a thing.

Two hours later, they were swept into a spotless room. A short, fat man wearing aristocratic clothes that was about to burst sat across from Su Xiao. This man was about forty years old, with a shiny face and a smiling face. The eyes are squeezed very small.

"Mr. Bai Ye, I basically understand your request. If it were a month ago, I would be happy to help you. Now, the situation is different."

The short and fat man Dicka said with a smile. He is an official of the kingdom, a small tax statistician. It sounds like he is in charge of taxation, but in fact he collects taxes on a monthly basis from various shops in the royal capital. The profit is not small, but No real power.

Su Xiao entrusted Dicka to help purchase a shop, and the price was 5,200 gold pounds, which was 50% higher than the market price.

Su Xiao looked through a store approval document from the kingdom and asked casually: "The situation is different? What happened in the capital?"

"His Majesty announced to the whole country a month ago that in August this year, which is the flower season, the crown will be passed down in just one week. At this time, who dares to be dishonest."

Dijia smiled and shook his head, then took out a small piece of gold from his arms and put it on the table with a face of reluctance. It seemed that he disagreed, but in fact he wanted Su Xiao to add more money.

"Dikga."

Su Xiao spoke with a smile on his face. Hearing Su Xiao call him by his first name, Dicka looked displeased. After all, he was an official of the kingdom.

"This is a meaningless meeting, no need to send it off."

Just as Dicka was about to leave, Chief held his shoulders.

"Dikga, do you know who that is."

Su Xiao's eyes turned to Liu.

"A clean-looking young man, so, what do you want to say?"

"Her name is Adri Bev. You should address her as Your Highness."

"!"

The fat on Dicka's face trembled, and he turned his head to look at Chief, who shrugged.

"It has been 10 minutes and 24 seconds since you entered this room. You drank three cups of black tea, ate two plates of snacks, and stepped on the 50 gold pounds I left on the floor. You haven't left because you didn't want to. Let’s pick it up somehow.”

"Haha, hahaha, I'm here to collect taxes, right?"

Despair showed in Dijiga's smile, and he began to lie to himself.

"How many people do you think want to kill her? As the first official to welcome the return of the royal family, you are very loyal. What do you think the other heirs to the throne will do to you? Invite you to meet and listen to your explanation slowly? Or let you Die in a stinking ditch tonight? I guess it’s the latter, it’s faster.”

After hearing what Su Xiao said, Dicka's whole body softened and his face was ashen. If it weren't for Chief holding him, he would have slipped from the seat to under the table.

"You bastards!!"

After a desperate wailing, Dijiga shed tears of 'happiness'. He felt that he was finished. As long as he had anything to do with the fight for the throne, he would be dead. Yesterday, the left minister of the kingdom died. For a man, apart from the King, one of the two most powerful men in the kingdom of Tallinn, to be involved in such a thing in his capacity as a tax collector, there would be no other outcome than death on the spot.

"You don't have to be too moved, although this is an opportunity to rise."

Baha spoke to comfort Dicka, who sat there as if he was rusty, laughing from time to time.

"Boss, this guy seems to be in shock. Do you want to change him?"

"No need," Su Xiao looked at Dijia with a smile and said, "Diejia, you are a person who is unwilling to be ordinary."

"I'm not. Ordinary is good."

"Since you are unwilling to be ordinary, then seize the opportunity."

"I didn't. I'm fine the way I am. What on earth are you talking about? Are you really talking to me?"

"Well, I feel your determination. It's a pleasure to work with you."

Su Xiao stretched out her hand. Just as Dijia was about to get angry, he suddenly remembered a very important thing. This guy in front of him brought the royal family to seize power. Can he really afford to offend such a person?

"You have to keep me safe!"

Dijia held Su Xiao's hand firmly and showed Su Xiao the expression of laughing uglier than crying.

"Since we are all our own people, let's talk about it. How many people are seizing power now?"

"Hey~"

Dicka sighed, sniffed and said:

"There were originally 86 heirs to the throne, but now... there are only 6 left."

"Ahem, cough, cough~, what did you say?"

After Lyu, who choked on her black tea, calmed down, she looked directly at Dijiga. Now she felt a little bit what Dijiga felt just now.

"Please don't be surprised. Your Majesty's direct descendants add up to more than 300. His Majesty has 725 queens. There are only 267 direct descendants of the royal family who were born in the world. There are 137 who have lived past the age of five, and 118 who have survived to adulthood. A month ago, of the 118 princes and princesses, only 86 actually arrived in the royal capital, and now, there are still 6."

After saying this, Dijia wanted to cry a little. He just heard some rumors and was so frightened that he trembled. What kind of terrifying scene would it be in the whirlpool at the center of power?

This is no longer a normal struggle for royal power, but a killing ground for the royal family. There is no hypocrisy or coercion, only hostility and assassination. Only the person who survives to the end can kneel on one knee in front of the old king and let the old king take care of him. Put on the crown and be crowned king.