The Black Duke of the Pirate

The Three Earls of Budamegas seen in Versailles just now was a scene created by Reinhardt's implantation into the scene.

This was used to confuse Versailles to the point of confusing the real with the fake.

It is not difficult for Reinhardt Co., Ltd. to capture Redding with powerful force. However, Redding is a World Government franchise country located in the New World, which is fundamentally different from the franchise countries in the four seas.

, the world government attaches completely different importance to it. To be on the safe side, Reinhard came up with a strategy, which was to set a trap for Redding to secretly collude with the revolutionary army.

If they are charged with rebelling against the World Government and the evidence is conclusive, no one can save the Redding royal family.

"Someone is coming." Reinhard's ears twitched and he felt a slight sound of footsteps outside the hall. "It should be the Third Earl of Budamegas. Let's retreat first."

Reinhard thought for a while, then said to Lightning, the deputy commander of the Revolutionary Army in front of him.

Lightning nodded, then took out a pair of scissors in his hand, hid in a remote corner and cut a hole in the wall. Everyone immediately left the hall, and soon the cut wall was completely restored to its original state.

"Brother, the World Government will come to the nearest concert, and Saint Charles..."

In the hall, a hoarse voice rang out.

"Do a good job in setting up defenses and arrest everyone who can. No accidents can happen." The man called Big Brother was nearly four meters tall and was carrying a huge ring. He thought for a while and then

He continued: "Dom, I have taught you this."

"Don't worry, Brother Arpad, I will dig out the heart of anyone who dares to cause trouble." The man called Dom showed a cruel smile.

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Lightning said goodbye to Reinhard and others, and walked alone outside the city of Buda. The streets were quiet late at night, and the surrounding royal soldiers were patrolling closely. But for Lightning, Reinhard and others, this kind of

Defense is just a fictitious thing.

"Brother, when are we going to take action?" Mozer asked on the splendid Palace Street at night.

Reinhard didn't speak, but Meister next to him was the first to answer: "Redding's annual music event will be held soon. It's best to wait until Reading's music event is over before taking action."

"Not only will people from all over the world come to Reading's music event, but also world government officials." At this point, Meister paused slightly, "I heard that the Celestial Dragons will also come this time."

Musical event... Reinhard thought to himself.

"Is it the same as your concert at Seven Islands of Water?" Reinhardt asked Meister.

Meester shook his head: "It's completely different. Reading's music event is a national event with a larger scale and receives tens of thousands of tourists."

"My music is insignificant compared to it."

Meister sighed slightly, with an infinite longing in his eyes. After scanning the stars in the night sky for a few times, he seemed to be lost in memories and murmured: "I have been thinking about it since I was very young.

I dream of being able to stand on the highest stage in Reading, I hope to join the Bartobella Philharmonic Orchestra, and I hope to become their top conductor."

"Once...my mother's biggest wish...was to watch a concert I conducted at the Royal Music Hall in Buda, America..."

Mestre sighed slightly and recovered from the memory.

Seeing Meister's lonely expression, Mozer was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes around a few times, walked over and patted his shoulder: "It will happen soon..."

"What I promised you will definitely come true. Although the plan to destroy Redding has changed, Redding will belong to you in the future."

Reinhardt took a step forward, walked to Meister and whispered, "Your wish is the wish of Reinhardt Works!"

"I guarantee that the name of the top conductor and piano soloist in this concert must be Mestre!"

Meister was startled for a moment, then reacted and showed a relieved smile: "I no longer have this obsession. There is no need to force music, dreams, or life."

"No, Mester." Reinhardt shook his head, "This is the promise I made to you. If I can't do it, I'm not qualified to be your BOSS!"

Meister was stunned for a long time. Under the night, his eyes gradually brightened. Then he turned to look at Reinhard, revealing a smile that released all pressure.

"Thank you, boss!"

This is the first time that Meister has addressed Reinhardt with such an affectionate name, which indicates that Meister has completely integrated into Reinhardt's work company and into Reinhardt's core team.

"Wait for your appearance, Mestre. Next is your performance."

"Of course the protagonist must appear on the stage in the most gorgeous manner."

Reinhard laughed softly and cast his gaze on the Royal Concert Hall building in the distance.

Dong dong dong... Violent drumming rang in Budamegas. Countless people gathered from the four ports of Retin, all heading towards the capital Budamegas. Among the tourists were a large number of nobles and wealthy businessmen.

Officials and young girls entered Buda Megas in groups.

The Royal Palace Street in Buda Megas is crowded with people. The center of the street is paved with a red carpet. The carpet starts from the city gate and leads to roads in all directions, extending to the entrance of the Royal Palace.

Thousands of tourists roared crazily on both sides of the road, just to welcome this annual music event.

At this time, thousands of brilliant fireworks appeared in the sky, and then music began to play on the top of the palace in the distance.

At this time, a group of gorgeous motorcades appeared from Palace Street, flanked by a band of more than a hundred people, headed by a gorgeous mechanical carriage.

The music sounded, the symphony of musical instruments gathered into a stunning torrent, and a roaring sound suddenly erupted from the crowd around...

"King János!"

"King János!"

"King János!"

Under this sound, the top cover of the mechanical carriage was opened, and the half-aged King Adair VI-Janos stood up. He waved to the citizens in all directions and gave the superior's smile.

The band entered the venue, and at the same time, huge waves of sound erupted from all directions again, like uniform shouts.

"Victor!"

"Victor!"

"Victor!"

Bertolt Victor, two meters tall, wearing a gorgeous evening dress, holding a baton in his hand and a lily on his chest, is a musician from Reading, the capital of music, and also the lover of Bartolomeo.

The top conductor of the orchestra has an unparalleled reputation in Reading.

He stood there bathing in the mountain call, as if he were a king receiving obeisance.

In the distance, the flashlights of countless reporters taking pictures also rang at the same time.