This would be a fairly formal diplomatic visit.

Ella sent diplomatic documents to Paris in advance, and then a team moved towards Paris with great fanfare. The three spacious and luxurious carriages were carried by three important men from Sweden, Britain, and the Abraham Orthodox Church. After that, several slightly narrower but still luxurious carriages were still called luxury carriages, carrying the lords of Bohemia, Mainz, Normandy and other places. Hundreds of well-equipped knights were arranged on both sides of the carriages to protect the safety of the convoy. Then a group of soldiers drove away a large number of pack horses, filled with dazzling gifts.

Originally, Ella, with a group of rebels composed entirely of poor peasants, rushed to fight with the Duke of Aquitaine in a hurry. She was very short of money and could not get these things. The current show was thanks to the little lords of Almani. When they learned that Ella was going to visit Paris, but there was no carriage, they immediately flocked to them, rushing to lend their carriage to Ella, and the gifts were also brought to Ella when they visited before. Not only that, this huge team continued to attract nearby lords along the way, and each lord brought generous gifts, and the scale of this team became larger and larger.

"It seems that the alliance with you two countries is what everyone hopes for the Almany Federation."

While resting halfway, the priest in red smiled: "This battle with the Duke of Aquitaine has also brought your might. This is very good. After converting to the Orthodox Church of Abraham, you will be brothers and sisters."

"After all, the most xenophobic thing in the Federation is the faction of the Duke of Aquitaine, and this entire faction has been eliminated by us." Amy laughed aside, "The only problem is Crodis."

"If you don't say it, I don't know that Crodis has caused trouble for you." said the priest in red. "It is obviously a problem that can be solved by missionary work, but he insists on using force. But don't worry, since you have decided to convert, you are the people of our Cross Sect. With me here, no matter how brave he is, he will not come to touch you!"

Amy smiled and nodded again: "Then I'll bother Cardinal."

"But I don't quite understand one thing." The priest in red looked back at the carriages parked by the road. "Isn't it a formal diplomatic visit? Why didn't the Swedish king and the Knight King come, but let you and a leader of the peasant uprising army replace you? Ah, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to look down on you-I just think this is a bit strange."

"Of course they have to go to Paris, but not now." Amy replied, "After all, Almani and the Pirate Kingdom have never had a good relationship with Britain. The negotiations have not been successful now, and Almani's consul's attitude is still unknown. They are too uncautionary to go directly."

"Oh... So that's it. You go to negotiate first and get things done. They go over and sign in person, right?"

"That's it. But to the outside world, we still claim that the Knights and the Swedish king are in this carriage, so don't reveal it." Amy reminded, "In this way, we can also test whether the consul of Almani is hostile."

"You are still too cautious. The Almani Federation has long been a vassal state of the Tianfang Empire. Now you have converted to the Church of Abraham. Can he be hostile to you again? If he dares to attack you, the King of Kings will come here to remove his skin!"

Amy just smiled aside and said nothing.

After all, this team is just a bait. The real Ella and Alfred have long been rushing to Paris with light horses.

Ramre of the Knight King and Porias of Ella run side by side in the night, no matter how good or bad it is.

"Since we know we are heading towards Paris, they will certainly choose to wait for us in Paris. In fact, this limits their movements." Ella immediately explained to Alfred, "using this time difference, we can find out what happened in Paris!"

Alfred nodded silently on the horse's back. No matter how smart the enemy was, he would not have expected that those who fell behind slowly were only subordinates, and those who were in the forefront of the investigation of information were the most important kings of the two countries. But if you think carefully, you can understand the rationality of this arrangement - their position is safe, and the dangerous one is Amy's side. But Amy is already a magician at the level of the elf, and the bishop in the red, even if the apostle goes to cause trouble, they can deal with it.

When they were still one day away from Paris, they got off their horses, changed into common clothes, and began to hike towards Paris. In this way, even if the incident of their horse riding near Paris was discovered, the other party could not pull them out at once.

The outskirts of Paris were a mess after the war. There were sandbags piled up on the moat that had not been cleaned, and arrows inserted on the ground and on the trees could be seen at any time.

When passing by the guards at the city gate, Alfred subconsciously pulled his hood down.

"How do we go and inquire about information?" he asked in a low voice.

He is the king of Britain, and he usually leaves things to his subordinates to do in secret information.

"High your chest and raise your head, it's easy for you to arouse suspicion." Ella whispered to Alfred.

She is the king of Sweden, but infiltrating the investigation of intelligence and other things has long since become her swordsmanship.

"I've had someone say hello to Dust. Let's meet him first."

In an inconspicuous tavern in Paris, a dancer was dancing a thrilling dance. Several big men sat in their seats, facing big pieces of meat and wine.

Ella and Alfred found a remote location against the wall and sat down. Not long after they sat down, a wine pot "clanged" and threw it to their position. Then, a drunk man sat down with his back against them.

"Please give me a bar!" he said drunk, "My wine pot is empty, come and fill it up!"

Ella stared at him and said, "Master, why are you drinking while you are on a mission again?"

The sound of "Master" made Dust shudder. When he turned his head and saw Ella's face, he woke up most of the wine:

"The King of Sweden...why are you? I heard that someone is going to meet me here...why are you here in person?"

"Isn't someone doing the intelligence work inadequately?" Ella looked at him with a little blame, "What does it mean to write a 'Consul Triumph'? What exactly happened? The most important thing is, how is Crodisius? Is he dead or alive?"
Chapter completed!