In the largest theater in the Kingdom in the West District of Lumang City, Elizabeth was bored and accompanied her father and mother to watch the play in the second-floor box facing the theater stage.

Although the theater has not been emptied of people, there are only 100 VIPs in the theater that can accommodate 3,000 people tonight, which is fewer than the staff in the theater.

In the king's private box, in addition to the three members of the royal family, there were two guards at the door dressed as knights wearing full plate armor.

The whole body of the plate armor is painted black, with only two holes left for the eyes. There are no decorative patterns at all, giving people a cold feeling.

Elizabeth used to think that after the invention of kinetic weapons with gunpowder as propellant, it was still necessary for these plate armored knights to exist.

Now take a closer look at these knights. They only breathe once a minute, and they look like normal people wearing dozens of pounds of plate armor.

"Extraordinary? And a high-level one?"

Elizabeth was thinking, and the Queen seemed to notice that she was distracted.

"What's wrong, my little sweetheart? Isn't this "Tea Girl" good to watch?"

Elizabeth responded and said: "Oh, Mother, it's okay, I'm just thinking about something?"

The queen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your father and I are not the same pedantic aristocrats as in "Tea Girl". We will support your free love. It's just that you always like to go to places like the East District recently.

It worries us."

Is the scope of free love limited to nobles and big businessmen? Elizabeth heard what her mother meant.

"No, no, mother, I just want to see the lives of the wider, grassroots people in the kingdom."

When Charles II heard this, he turned his head and asked with no emotion on his face: "What do you think the meaning of this is? Our royal family wants to control everyone, rather than put ourselves on behalf of a certain group of people and have empathy with them.

On the other side of the sea, eighty years ago, those broad, grassroots guys you mentioned rose up and burned down Luke's palace, and Louis VIII was beheaded. Speaking of which, this was the first king whose head was beheaded by civilians.

Or your great-uncle."

Elizabeth was just about to argue.

"Dong dong dong." "Dong dong dong."

The door to the room was knocked hurriedly, and the knocking continued to echo in the box, as if this was not a box exclusive to the royal family but a small vendor.

Charles II frowned, and with an unhappy tone, he said, "This is the box of the current King of Bruges, Charles II, and his relatives. You can enter now."

After a crunching sound, an elderly man with a flushed face and disheveled hair walked in with a piece of red paper in his hand.

Baron Morgan? This old gentleman has always been the chamberlain of the royal palace. He is famous for being steady and low-key in everything he does. It is hard to imagine that he would break his father's elegance like this.

"Your Majesty, a top-secret urgent telegram from Eggsburg."

Baron Morgan's words made Charles II's ugly face change, and Charles II's eyebrows were raised.

"Eggsburg? Why is there a collective rebellion in the Kelange area? Theoretically, our throne is inherited from the Kelange Kingdom. This group of people should not rebel. Close the door, Elizabeth, come and read the telegram."

Elizabeth was a little hesitant. In theory, this kind of royal red telegram could only be opened by the king himself.

Hesitantly, Elizabeth took the telegram from Baron Morgan.

"His Majesty the King personally declares:"

"At 7 o'clock this afternoon, the Duke of Beidao was assassinated. Fortunately, he was not injured. The murderer was the deputy of Tuda, the pirate tyrant who overran the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. He was injured and is now being hunted."

"The Black Shadow of the Special Operations Department, the Speaker of the Kelanger District, Bishop, and the Commander of the City Defense Force, Granger, jointly presented the memorial."

After hearing this, Charles II's fingers trembled slightly, and then he said calmly.

"Knight, destroy the telegram."

A black knight guarding the door raised his hand slightly.

"bass!"

The telegram in Elizabeth's hand suddenly burst into flames, and Elizabeth was so frightened that she quickly threw the telegram into the trash can in the box.

Charles II stood up, lowered his head and kissed the Queen on the cheek, "Queen, I cannot accompany you to the end of tonight's drama."

"Your Majesty, it's an important matter. You go ahead and do your work. Elizabeth, follow your father and see if you can help. Anyway, you are absent-minded here."

The queen's words were beyond Elizabeth's expectations, and Elizabeth stood up, ready to take a look at her father's attitude before deciding on the next step.

"Let's go, the chicks have to learn to fly. Knight, leave one here, Baron Morgan. I need you to inform several cabinet members and leaders of the upper and lower houses now, and convene an impromptu meeting in the Notre Dame Palace in an hour.

The Supreme Special Session, this time with the addition of the Minister of Foreign Affairs.”

After hearing the king's instructions, Baron Morgan was stunned for a moment, and then tried to answer: "Tonight? I think some adults are already ready to sleep."

"Baron Morgan, have you forgotten the meaning of the red telegram? Or is it that the king of the Kingdom of Bruguet has no right to convene a temporary supreme meeting."

Baron Morgan wiped the sweat from his head, which was even more sweaty than before.

"As you wish, Your Majesty, I will make arrangements immediately."

Elizabeth followed her father's footsteps and got into the royal carriage. Eight white horses pulled the four-wheeled luxury gold-plated carriage smoothly through the streets of the capital's West District. There were no potholes, no stench, and even no traffic jams.

After all, there were four police carriages clearing the way ahead.

Elizabeth sat down facing her father and tried to use her own ability to see his father's expression.

Charles II was seen sitting upright, with his eyes closed tightly, and his two mustaches neatly trimmed. There was no expression on his face, which made Elizabeth's abilities useless.

"Elizabeth, when did you wake up?"

Charles II's words were like thunder exploding at noon in the daytime. Elizabeth had no choice but to reply: "Father, how did you find out?"

"It's too deliberate. Every time you go to various cocktail parties, you must be deliberately using your observation skills to look at the various people in the venue."

Elizabeth stuck out her tongue, "Is that all? Aren't these just a girl's curiosity?"

"Also, the internal guards of the royal family reported to me that you showed no fear when facing those hooligans in the East District, and seemed to want to fight. Tell me, how can a teenage girl have the confidence to defeat two people?

Thirty little hooligans.”

Charles II's words left Elizabeth with no excuse to refute, so Elizabeth could only say coquettishly:

"Then, my respected Majesty the King, is there any punishment for your daughter?"

"There is no punishment. There is nothing wrong with dreaming of becoming extraordinary, but you have to learn to use your abilities in a low-key manner. Do you think the group of high-ranking nobles you are observing are all ordinary people?"
Chapter completed!