Working Prophet

Little Ear wanted to make a few more quibbles, but Edward II had already spoken, "Come on, hold him down there!"

Then two imperial guards stepped forward and pushed the intelligence dealer to the ground without any explanation.

Little Ear's body was completely frozen as if someone had cast a restraining spell on him. It wasn't until his cheek fell heavily to the ground and he took a mouthful of dirt that he came back to his senses.

However, this was not a good thing, because then he saw a tall, muscular knight walking towards him.

In his hand, he was also holding a long whip that was three fingers thick and covered with barbs.

"Don't worry, think on the bright side, at least you won't be in pain for too long." The wandering knight said.

Unfortunately, his comfort was not very effective. His little ears had shrunk into a ball and his whole body was trembling.

Although he is a half-orc, he has been selling information for a living. He has never practiced any martial arts. His body type is considered thin among half-orcs, and he is not even much stronger than humans.

If he really received a hundred lashes, he would almost certainly die.

And as if to confirm his thoughts, the next moment, the whip fell on his back, directly piercing his clothes and splitting his flesh.

Little Ear let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and almost fainted.

Then came the second whip, and the little ear felt that not only the flesh and blood, but even the bones were about to be broken.

He was even drawn out of hallucinations, thinking that he was dead.

And then the third lash, the fourth lash... After ten lashes, the little ear has lost half of its life, and has become as angry as gossamer.

Miss Rabbit stood aside with her hands on her hips, and couldn't help but praise when she saw this, "I really didn't expect that this guy is still a tough guy. He really didn't brag before. He is indeed the best intelligence dealer in the city. It's more important than your own life."

"I think he might simply have forgotten." Ruby whispered.

"Huh? No way." The female lord scratched her head, "You can avoid being flogged by being forgiven by the person being slandered. Everyone in the empire knows this. Besides, he is also an information dealer."

"But I see him as if he was completely frightened when he came up, and it's not impossible to forget."

"Oh, then Orwell, stop and let me ask him."

After Ilea said that, the wandering knight put away his whip, and the female lord came closer again, glanced at Little Ear's bloody back, and then leaned into the latter's ear and said, "Who asked you to report me? "

Little Ear didn't answer.

When Miss Rabbit saw this, she couldn't help but be in awe. She was about to ask Orwell to increase his efforts when she suddenly remembered something. She squatted down and opened Little Ear's eyes and found that he had passed out.

After pouring a bucket of water on his head, his little ears woke up slowly, and then whimpered again in pain.

The female lord repeated the question again, and then said, "You can continue to resist, but..."

"I said, I said, it was Earl Clyde, it was Earl Clyde who instigated me to do this!" Little Ear said hurriedly, "Don't hit me again, please, I have realized my mistake. .”

"Clyde? Who is that then?" Miss Rabbit frowned, this was a name that made her feel very strange.

"The Earl of Clyde is the head of the Wendell family."

Torres has been in the capital for a long time, and he still knows the big shots here.

"The Wendell family, I shouldn't have offended them." After the answer was revealed, Ilea became more and more confused.

"Besides, Clyde is also the swordsmanship teacher of His Royal Highness." Torres lowered his voice.

"Ah?! Why is the eldest prince involved again?" Rabbit thought to himself what kind of luck he had. He had only been in the royal capital for a few days and he had almost met all the important royal members.

The question is why does the eldest prince want to kick her out of the tournament so much?

Could it be that he has put all his wealth on the Earth Bear, and wants to make a fortune by relying on it, so he must eliminate all unstable factors.

But the question is that as a prince of Gars, as the heir of Edward II and the next emperor of the empire, does it need to be as concerned about making money as she is?

Just as he was thinking about it, His Majesty the Emperor was already urging him from the stands, "Sir Ilea, have you found the person who designed to frame you? Feel free to say his name boldly.

"That information dealer was right about one thing. This is my city and my empire. As long as I'm still on that chair, I can guarantee that no one will dare to lay a finger on you."

After hearing this, Miss Rabbit didn't think any more and truthfully reported the name of Earl Clyde.

As a result, the female lord saw Edward II fall into silence.

The face of the eldest prince Garth also became a little ugly. He approached the emperor and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Edward II waving his hand.

"I understand, Ilea, please feel free to compete first. I can assure you that this kind of thing will never happen again. As for Earl Clyde, I will also send someone to investigate. I will definitely give you an answer when the time comes. I will not let you You were wronged."

Miss Rabbit was quite satisfied with the result. As long as she could finish the martial arts competition with peace of mind, she could return to the West with the reward. As for whether Earl Clyde checked or not, she didn't really care.

Although she has only stayed in this city for a few days, the female lord has already learned the methods of the nobles here, and their relationship with each other is too complicated. Ilea does not want to go into this muddy water, especially with Troubled waters surrounding the royal family.

She handed the little ears to the garrison, and the crow was taken away for investigation, while Ilea continued to participate in the competition.

After easily defeating another opponent, she has successfully advanced to the top sixteen, which means that there will be four more rounds of competition to determine the champion of this tournament.

After that, Ilea got another good news. Her opponent in the next round was too seriously injured because he was hit by a sword in the waist in the just-concluded competition and could no longer continue fighting, so he voluntarily withdrew.

In other words, the female lord can go straight to the top eight without having to fight.

And that's not the only good news. Edward II also returned the bribe she took the initiative to hand over.

I guess His Majesty the Emperor looked down upon this little money, but Miss Rabbit never cared about the money, and this Thousand Gold Lion was picked up for nothing.

Even the three thousand on the IOU is probably not going to come back. It's a pity, and the female lord doesn't force it. After all, the crow is already in dire straits, and the Royal Knights probably can't stay any longer.

If Ilea went to him to ask for money again at this time, it would be too much salt on the wound.