The three tower keepers promised to investigate the matter and mobilize their efforts to find Amu's location, leaving 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 Deserted Swamp. We are following his traces and will give you an explanation before tomorrow morning."
The tower guards are very reliable. In the "Desolate Swamp" hundreds of kilometers away from the royal capital, it only took them half an hour to confirm that Eminem was there.
Walking out of the teleportation tower, noisy sounds could be heard, and the scene in front of you 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 can be heard constantly. The aroma of food wafts up. The royal capital of Tallinn has arrived.
Qifu was most familiar with the Royal Capital. After recalling it for a moment, he walked towards the east side of the Royal Capital. Ten minutes later, he stopped in front of the door of a three-story house. The area where the house was located was very quiet.
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 I don't need a key anymore."
Liu tightened the robe she wore tightly, which was given to her by the tower guard. She only needed a bulky hood to disguise herself as a tower guard.
Opening the door the old way, Su Xiao walked into the first floor of the house, and a pungent gray smell wafted over her. 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 about it to understand the specific situation in the capital.
"Qifu, do you have any friends in the capital? It's 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 someone. 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. There was no need to think at all. Just assassinate one by one. That was the source of the world. This kind of
The benefits are worth the risk.
"Impossible. Although Dicka is greedy, he is also very cunning."
"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 Dijia 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 already 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 August this year, which is the flower season, will pass on the crown 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 full 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 unhappy. 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?"
"He, 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 shook his shoulders.
"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.
How about picking it up somehow?"
"Haha, hahaha, I'm here to collect taxes, right?"
Dijiga's smile revealed despair, 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
Are you going to die in a stinking ditch tonight? I guess it’s the latter, it’s quicker.”
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.
Anyone, apart from the king, one of the two most powerful people in the Kingdom of Tallinn, who participates in this kind of thing in his capacity as a tax collector, will have no other consequences 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 an ordinary person."
"I'm not. Ordinary is fine."
"Since you are unwilling to be ordinary, then seize the opportunity."
"I didn't. I'm fine the way I am. What are you talking about? Are you really talking to me?"
"Well, I feel your determination. It's a pleasure to cooperate."
Su Xiao stretched out her hand. Just as Dicka 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 smiling, which is uglier than crying.
"Since we are all our own people, let's talk about it. How many people are seizing power now?"
"Hey~"
Dick added a long sigh, 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 Dicka. Now she felt a little bit what Dicka felt just now.
"Please don't be surprised. Your Majesty's direct descendants add up to more than 300. Your Majesty has 725 queens. There are only 267 direct descendants of the royal family who are truly 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 field for the royal family. There is no hypocrisy or compromise, but 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 fight for him.
