The red moon returns

Chapter 504 Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.

Is there a mosquito flying around your ear?
How is it possible with so many people?

Lynch hadn't reacted yet and looked around in confusion.

The corridor was full of people, including hotel security personnel, hotel waiters, state guests and their entourage, and church guards. Everyone was doing their own thing and there was nothing unusual to see.

"What did you find?"

The rumor of Lynch's quick inspiration had already spread throughout the Rhine, and Trinless did not dare to take any reaction of his lightly.

"Nothing, I seem to have forgotten something."

Lin Qi felt that he had some impression of the mosquito's call. It seemed that he had heard someone mention it recently, but the impression was not deep and he couldn't remember it for the moment.

That shouldn't be a big deal.

But this scratching feeling in his heart made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. Lynch stopped and pressed his forehead with a frown, but the more anxious he was, the less he could remember.

The archbishop knew something was wrong and waved to the people behind him. The entourage stopped immediately. Several knights spread out to both sides, guarding the corners of the corridor and implicitly protecting the area.

However, the next moment, Lynch felt a collision behind him.

Someone bumped into his back, and the touch of the soft bulge and the smell of perfume he had smelled once made him immediately realize who the attacker was.

Lynch's train of thought was interrupted on the spot, and the first reaction in his mind was: Hiss, why don't you have martial ethics? It is a foul to hit someone while dribbling the ball.

"Hey, young gentleman Rand, don't stop so suddenly. I didn't even have time to stop. I see, you wanted me to bump into you on purpose, didn't you?"

I don't believe you, you are a very bad woman.

But before Lynch could respond, a warm body was already beside him. The Pope of Joy, Ms. Selina, came up to him and whispered in his ear jokingly, "What are you worried about, young gentleman? You look so charming when you're thinking."

The fragrant breath penetrated into his nose and the charming voice lingered in his ears. As a senior magician in his previous life, Lynch suspected that he was about to lose his composure.

Shit, even if the people of Friedman are open-minded, they wouldn't be this open, right? Or are the followers of the Happy Girl more... huh? Wait?
Lynch turned around suddenly and met a pair of passionate blue eyes. The long eyelashes fluttered and the curious gaze was fixed on his face.

"Friedman?"

"Ok?"

The Pope bit her lips lightly and hummed questions through her nose. She looked pretty and seemed full of expectations. She didn't notice that Lynch was staring at her with empty eyes and had fallen into a trance.

By the way, Friedman, this should be the key point, Friedman, what's the problem? Something is hanging around, it's really annoying.

Lynch subconsciously pushed it away and continued with his thoughts, but immediately realized that the noisy environment suddenly became quiet. When he came to his senses, he found that everyone was looking at him with admiration.

Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.

When Lynch turned around again, he saw Ms. Selina, the Pope of Joy Girl Mika, who was pushed against the wall. She was looking at him in surprise with her red lips slightly open.

He really didn't do anything. He just ignored the ambiguity of a passionate lady with a beauty score of at least 90 points, and then almost overthrew one of the twelve most respected people under God.

It's really not a big deal, but it made Lin Qi vaguely feel the high temperature of the stake. Is it too late to explain now? Waiting online, urgent.

"Hmph, man." Fortunately, Ms. Serena had no interest in barbecue. Seeing that Lynch had come to his senses and looked embarrassed, she tied her hair up and glared at Lynch charmingly before leaving the wall. "When you hugged me this morning, your body reacted so honestly. Now that you see so many people around, your attitude changes drastically. You hypocritical guys should never be happy again."

By the way, Friedman, your attitude has changed drastically. I remember that Prince Louis mentioned the sound of insects flapping around King Carlos VII of Friedman.

He had frequent contacts with the Shadow Alliance, and his attitude towards everything changed drastically, as if he had become a different person. The most important thing was that the sound of insects flapping their wings was often lingering around him.

Is that the one I just heard?
So, someone from the Shadow League is nearby?

It was the few circles I made just now that successfully attracted their attention. Are they coming for me?
No, the means used on the King of the Friedman Kingdom and the senior officials of Rand should be quite secretive. They are not cheap stuff that can be found everywhere on the streets. It is unlikely that they can be dispatched here in half an hour. The probability of such a person passing by is too low. Therefore, the thing that made the sound should have been here before I came. His target should not be me, at least not before.

Who could that be?

For a moment, all kinds of possibilities emerged in Lynch's mind.

From the perspective of the Shadow Alliance, the preparations for the plague have been completed. Although there is still the tail of the Light of Miracle, it should be centered around my goal and should not have turned here inexplicably. Therefore, the most likely possibility is that the buzzing sound has nothing to do with the plague, but is for the next stage of the goal.

War, famine and death. The Shadow Alliance has shown several tugs of war now, and its goal seems to be to provoke a war. So, can the buzzing sound that appears here also be tentatively determined to be for the purpose of provoking a war?
There are representatives from various countries here, and if something happens it will indeed have an international impact, but they are not formal diplomatic envoys, nor are they important figures. They cannot represent the national system, and it is far from enough to say that they can trigger a war.

No, there is an important person.

A light bulb went off in Lynch's mind, and at this moment, all his questions came together.

Why would Carlos VII send a member of the royal family as a representative to visit Rand at this time? Or the little prince who is most likely to become the crown prince?
Did Carlos VII really not know about his son and mother's suspicions and plots? If he knew, why did he send him out and let him follow Princess Sofia north to Nolan?
Maybe this kid is the target of that thing.

Everything was clarified in the blink of an eye. Lynch no longer cared about apologizing or explaining. He pulled Archbishop Trinless over and...did not dare to touch Ms. Serena. He just moved closer to her and whispered, "Where is Prince Louis?"

"Ok?"

"I suspect someone is trying to harm him and use this method to provoke an all-out war between Rand and Friedman."

The pope put away the teasing expression on her face, looked at Trinlais, frowned slightly, and shook her head, saying, "It's unlikely. A full-scale war is not a local dispute. It won't break out so easily, even if Louis dies here."

"So what if the person who attacked appears to be an important figure in Rand?"

The faces of the Pope and the Archbishop changed.

"You." Lady Selina immediately pointed to a guard knight of the Joyful Church. He was one of the two persons in charge of security for the Friedmans. He was also a church knight of the Joyful Girls and was responsible for the safety of the Pope's throne tonight. "Where is His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"Your Highness, His Highness is in his room and has gone to bed."

"Which bedroom is it tonight? I suspect someone is trying to assassinate your highness. Take us there immediately."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. Four knights and twelve royal guards are guarding Your Highness's room without sleep." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the knight held his head high and chest high, his voice full of confidence, "I guarantee with my honor and life that they are the most professional and loyal warriors, and will never let any suspicious person get close to Your Highness's door..."

"Ah~~~"

At the stairs, a scream from a hotel maid brought the knight's words to an abrupt halt.

(End of this chapter)