When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 973 Cheers to our friendship!

Carrie jumped off the carriage and walked towards the mansion of Qianhegu Trading Company, facing the morning sunshine and the curious eyes of the people around her.

The mansion is located in the dock area, not far from the Clock Tower Square.

It is located in a lush area of ​​​​shrubs and heath trees, with a stream flowing into the Para River behind it.

In fact, this is the norm in this era. Even in cities, there are large areas of wasteland, shrubs, farmland and forests.

With her shiny riding boots stepping on the ground, Carrie put her mechanical left hand tightly on her waist, swung her right arm, and strode towards the mansion.

The so-called mansion is actually a four-story building converted from a warehouse, surrounded by a wall, with a sign that reads "Franchan Valley Trading Company" hanging at the door.

Seeing Carrie coming, the surrounding Chekas all stamped their feet together and said, "Pious!"

"Yeah." Carrie nodded at them and walked into the mansion.

At this time, the windows and several doors of the mansion were controlled in advance by the Cheka who had arrived. Carrie heard roars coming from inside before she even reached the door.

"You are insulting the Golden Spike Crown of France!"

"I want to see His Majesty the Saint Sun. You black dogs are destroying the friendship between the Holy Union and Farran!"

Standing in front of the door, Carrie did not go in, but just closed her eyes slightly, and golden light kept shining under her eyelids.

Almost three minutes later, she wiped the blood from her nose with a handkerchief and pushed open the mahogany door.

"what!"

Duke Laban, who was originally fighting with the Cheka, glanced sideways when he saw Carrie arriving, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stamped his feet, rushed forward, and bumped into a Cheka.

Before the Cheka could react, he suddenly somersaulted back, covering his face and wailing.

Carrie ignored the fallen Duke Laban and walked straight to a Cheka commissioner and began to ask what had happened.

Seeing that Carrie ignored him, Duke Labang had to stand up with his elbows on the ground, and approached with a big face with black eye sockets: "Is this the way of hospitality of the Holy League? Let your envoys beat up the guests of Farlan?!"

Facing Laban’s questioning, Carrie remained calm and said, “My search is the way to clear your stain.

Last night, a group of spies from the Flesh and Blood Court tried to kidnap Jinigis and stole a top-secret treasure of our Holy Alliance.

We searched the entire city except you.

Of course I believe you, but you know how outrageous those tabloid reporters are. They might even say that the Flesh and Blood Court spies have hidden in your place."

Duke Laban was stunned. Obviously, this answer was not what he expected.

But it doesn't matter, he had already thought of the process: "Then please search, I am sure that the employees of our Qianhegu Trading Company are all clean."

Even if Qianhegu Trading Company had any intelligence data or stolen information, it has now been burned.

Just as the Cheka were rummaging through the drawers, Duke Laban, with dark circles under his eyes, walked up to Carrie intentionally or unintentionally.

"I will report your search of the mansion to His Majesty the King, no matter what the reason is."

"As you wish."

“Sir Carrie, I remind you that according to what you said, the people who attacked His Highness Jinigis’s convoy were spies from the Flesh and Blood Court.

There is no reason for you to search the Frankish palace, especially the residence of an honorary duke.

We, Fran, were not the ones who destroyed the friendship in this accident.

As for who is the destroyer of friendship, humph, I can’t say. "

Duke Laban knew that he acted very aggressively but was actually weak, and there was even a suspicion that he did not have 300 dinars.

But he wanted to behave like this on purpose, so as to lure this fiery witch into becoming more radical.

If we don't make a big fuss, how can we gain the support of the French middle class?

How to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress those Fran nobles who are colluding with the Holy League?

Carrie did not continue to answer, but just watched the Chekas rush into each room.

They lifted the sheets, opened the drawers, and pried open the floor tiles to look for the precious seed of divine favor.

"You see," said the Duke of Laban, gradually gaining confidence, "our house is innocent."

Carrie ignored her and just looked around at everyone in the room: "I want to search you."

really!

Duke Labang was delighted in his heart, but his face was full of anger: "Please take back what you said, it is too humiliating, this is not a body search, this is simply touching the king's buttocks!
Please understand our identity. We are not from the Thousand River Valley, but from the Franks. This is an infringement on our rights and the king's honor!"

As Labang spoke, the servants in the mansion gathered together and vigilantly picked up vases and canes for defense.

"How can we prove your innocence without a body search?" Carrie took a step forward.

"Searching the house is enough to prove my innocence. Why do you want to search my body?" Rabun raised his head and stopped in front of Carrie. "Could it be that you suspect that I am involved in this matter and deliberately harbor a spy?"

"It's just a normal search." Carrie looked down at him. "Are you suspecting that I'm abusing my power?"

"I guarantee it with my honor and the credit of us Franks. It's impossible!"

"You dare to guarantee this?"

"As long as you don't slander me, I can guarantee it!"

Carrie stared at Labang, and Labang stared back at Carrie with his dark eyes. The scene suddenly became quiet.

The Chekas dared not move, and neither did the employees of the Thousand Valley Company. The two sides stared at each other for seven or eight seconds. Carrie smiled and said, "Since you guarantee it with your personal honor and the credit of the Kingdom of France, I will not search you."

Just when Labang was surprised and disappointed, Carrie said, "But you don't have to search me. We have made special arrangements for the top-secret drug.

It uses the same technology as the pious banknote, with fluorescent ink added. After opening, it needs to be mixed on site to remove the ink before it can be taken.

Since you have a clear conscience, I will let our wizards develop the fluorescent ink."

"Please do as you wish." Labang snorted coldly, but he felt lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, he called Dipree lost, otherwise he would have been discovered by now.

However, Labang did not notice that Dipree's face in the corner turned pale.

"Little Robert, light magic!"

The young wizard stretched out his hands, poured some water of light into his palms, and his pupils glowed with a faint light.

In an instant, a ball of strange light that was not dazzling condensed in the palm of his hand, like mercury wrapped in orange-white light.

"Please have your guys come forward one by one."

Dozens of waiters and employees lined up and walked forward one by one, passing in front of the ball of light.

As for the Duke of Laban, he still stood up and confronted Carrie: "I hope you understand that your actions are still destroying the friendship between the Holy League and Fran, as well as the honor of His Royal Highness Charles."

Carrie still didn't say anything, just watched the employees walk by one by one, and suddenly she shouted, "Stop!"

Dipre's whole body tensed up under the ball of light, and the Duke's heart also skipped a beat.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Dipre?"

Carrie glanced at him and gave him a charming smile. She immediately said to Diprep, "Random inspection. Open your arms and turn around in front of the light ball."

Dipre stood there in a daze, motionless as if he was frightened.

Duke Laban sensed something was wrong.

"Didn't you hear me?" A Cheka raised the butt of his rifle and stepped forward. "Your Highness told you to turn around!"

Without waiting for the Cheka to get closer, Diprep suddenly crouched down, crouched on the ground like a wild animal, and passed under the man's armpit.

"catch him!"

Even before Carrie could finish her words, six iron-clad rods were already hitting Deepleap from all directions and at different angles.

"Ah!" Dipre fell to the ground and howled in pain.

Suddenly someone screamed, "Hey, look, Dipree's pants are glowing."

Like a dead dog, Dipre was dragged back to the ball of light.

Immediately, a faint green light appeared between his crotch.

Dipre was pressed roughly on a chair, and two Chekas ripped open his pants with a loud noise.

A faint green light burst out from the crack of the buttocks, like a fan in the flying dust and shadows in the air, and imprinted on the wall like rippling water.

The hall immediately became quiet.

The green light illuminated everyone's faces and also made Duke Laban dizzy.

He stared in disbelief at the hint of green in the crack of Dipree's butt.

How dare this beast?
How could such an idiot exist? How did he become a French spy?
He actually ignored the order, did not throw away the bottle of potion, and even hid it in his butt!
Is this unique skill supposed to be used here?

At this moment, he wished he could cut this clever spy into pieces!

However, he couldn't take care of this matter for the time being, as he had a bigger trouble at the moment.

"Is this what you meant by the Kingdom of France not interfering in this matter?"

Duke Labang rushed forward, kicked Diprep, pointed at him and cursed: "Diprep, you are a traitor. How could our Qianhe Valley Company lack you? How dare you join the vampires?!"

Then, he rubbed his hands awkwardly and came to Carrie: "...We have so many employees, there are always bad apples. I really didn't know it in advance."

"Oh? Don't you guarantee it with your honor and the credit of the French?" Carrie immediately retorted. She was not one to suffer any loss.

I don't know if the Duke of Laban's face was green because of the light, or if it was originally green. "Well, if I knew he was a spy, why would I use something as important as French credit and friendship as a guarantee?"

"Then I don't care. Let's look at the evidence." Carrie walked to Dipree and poked his butt with her cane. "The evidence is that your little firefly hid our top-secret potion in the leather swallow."

"But I really don't know." Labang lowered his voice, "I hope you can keep this matter secret for the sake of the friendship between our two countries."

A French spy hides a top-secret potion up his butt, and it turns out to glow.

Green light in the crack of the buttocks...

I don’t know how long this joke will make the citizens of Huaqiu City laugh, especially since he is in the background.

So shameful, so shameful!
Carrie laughed: "Your behavior is to destroy friendship, how can you keep it secret?"

The Duke of Laban froze, and began to pace back and forth in front of Carrie, opening his mouth several times to speak, but stopping himself.

Finally, he pulled a chair over dejectedly and sat on it: "Please believe that in the next negotiations, Fran will show her precious and noble friendship and has no intention of destroying it."

Carrie picked up a glass of wine, raised it to him with a smile and said, "Cheers to our friendship!"

(End of this chapter)