The success rate of doing this is very high. If things go wrong, the one who dies that day will not be Constantine, but her, the Silver Dragon Queen.

But now it's over. Constantine's head has been chopped off by Leon and hung on the border of the Silver Dragon's territory.

Since the isolated and helpless undercover agent is the only one left in the tribe, what do the couple have to fear?

It just requires a little more thought and a classic scene of catching a turtle in a jar.

When it comes to catching turtles in a jar, the couple are quite good at it.

After all, usually it's either the husband catching the wife or the wife catching the husband, they are very familiar with each other~

After a little teasing, Rossweisse asked,

"Then do you have any way to catch this undercover?"

Leon's eyes moved slightly, and after thinking for a while, he did not answer Rossweisse directly. Instead, he asked with a confident smile, "If I say that I already know who the undercover is, and all I need is for her to admit her undercover identity, do you believe it?"

The queen frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "Is it true?"

"Really, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Ha, you lied to me less often?"

"Dragon, you have to distinguish between a white lie and—"

Rossweisse waved her hands, not wanting to listen to his excuses. "Okay, okay, okay. I'm willing to live in your white lie. Okay? Come on, tell me, who do you think the undercover is?"

Chapter 208: 16 Still the fishing enforcement

Late at night, Silver Dragon Temple, maid rest area.

Shirley flipped in through the window with great agility and landed silently.

After entering the corridor, Shirley bent down and looked at both sides of the corridor vigilantly.

After making sure she had avoided the guards' patrol hours, she tiptoed deeper into the maids' rest area.

She was wearing a tight nightgown tonight, revealing her graceful figure, and her long brown ponytail swayed back and forth in the moonlight.

Shirley is the best forward scout of the Silver Dragon Clan trained by the Queen, so such infiltration is a piece of cake for her.

With the faint moonlight outside the window, Shirley looked at the names on the doors one by one in the maids' lounge.

Finally, at the door of a room, Shirley found the name she wanted:

Maureen.

An unknown little maid in the maid group.

Shirley's relationship with her wasn't very good, but it wasn't very bad either. They were just colleagues who were acquaintances.

Normally Maureen would call her Sister Shirley.

It can be considered as respecting the predecessors.

Standing at Maureen's door, Shirley confirmed again that there was no one around before she raised her hand and knocked gently on the door.

There was a muffled sound in the room, and it was obvious that Maureen was still awake.

But she didn't respond immediately. Instead, she waited for a few seconds before cautiously asking, "Who is it?"

Shirley lowered her voice, "It's me, Shirley."

There were soft footsteps coming from inside the door.

pat-

The door lock clicked and opened inwards.

But it only opened a crack, revealing one side of Maureen's face.

She was not very pretty, just ordinary looking, and her expression looked a little nervous, not like she had just woken up from sleep.

Maureen glanced at Shirley's face quickly, then lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Sister Shirley, what do you want to talk to me about so late at night?"

Shirley held her hands on her chest, her eyes were cold, and her tone was even colder, "Constantine is dead, there is no point for us to stay here any longer, while there are not many guards patrolling tonight, let's run away quickly."

Maureen's body stiffened slightly, obviously frightened by Shirley's sudden words.

She quickly turned her head away and replied softly, "Sister Shirley, what are you talking about? I...I don't understand."

Shirley snorted and laughed, "Didn't Constantine tell you? Ha, but he didn't have the chance to say it anymore. Do you really think this old guy will only send you to collect intelligence from the Silver Dragon Clan? If you are discovered, you will be killed."

Hearing this, Maureen bit her lower lip tightly, and her hand holding the hem of her skirt clenched into a fist unconsciously.

After struggling for a while, she finally gathered up her courage and looked up at Shirley. "Sister Shirley, I really don't understand what you are saying. I won't tell anyone what you said to me tonight. You can go back. I...I want to go to bed."

After saying that, Maureen was about to close the door.

But Shirley was quick and slapped the door with her hand.

There was a snap, which startled Maureen.

She shrank back, her voice trembling, "Sister Shirley..."

"I got the news that Rossweisse and Leon are about to conduct a thorough investigation of the Silver Dragon Clan from top to bottom. You and I both know what the consequences are of being discovered as an undercover spy in the Dragon Law. If we don't leave now, we will never have another chance."

"I...I..." Maureen was hesitant, her eyes filled with panic.

"Tomorrow, early tomorrow morning, Anna will worry about all the maids and silver dragon guards, and then interrogate and investigate them one by one." V

"Maureen, are you sure that you didn't leave any clues when you passed on information over the years? Are you sure that no one would find out?"

Shirley pressed on, speaking faster, "Even I can't guarantee it, so I thought about running away tonight."

"If you run away, you still have a chance of survival. But if you stay here, once you are discovered, you will be dead. Don't you understand, Maureen?"

"I know you might be hoping for a lucky break, or that you might be willing to spare your life after being discovered, but we can't leave our lives to so-called luck or to the hands of others."

"Our lives...are most reliable when they are in our own hands."

Shirley finished speaking, raised her hand, and firmly pressed it on Maureen's shoulder.

"I will wait for you at the back hill of the temple. You have ten minutes to think about it. If I don't see you after ten minutes, I will leave on my own. It's up to you to decide whether to live or die."

After saying this, Shirley said no more. She turned back to the corridor and looked through the window again.

The rustling footsteps gradually faded away. Maureen stood at the door of the room, feeling a chill spreading through her body.

That coldness came from fear.

......

Ten minutes later, behind the temple, Shirley, leaning against a cherry tree, finally saw the delicate figure.

Maureen walked over cautiously, the tip of her tail curled slightly, and her eyes looked around vigilantly.

Only after getting close to Shirley did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Have you thought it through?" Shirley asked with her hands on her chest and tilted her head.

"Yeah, I've thought about it."

Maureen said, "If I stay here and get discovered, I will definitely die... And Constantine promised me before that if I can successfully get rid of Rossweisse, he would give me a part of the silver dragon's territory. But he is dead now, and there is no point for me to stay here."

Her tone was very calm, and there was no fluctuation when she mentioned 'getting rid of Rossweisse'.

It was as if this was an extremely common thing, as common as "Have you had breakfast?"

Shirley raised her eyebrows slightly, "How long have you been following Rossweisse?"

Maureen thought for a moment and said, "More than ten years."

After following a queen who was dedicated and clear about rewards and punishments for more than ten years, he still chose to betray her because of the pie in the sky painted by others.

Shirley didn't think too much about it.

Anyway, her mission for tonight has been completed.

"Let's go quickly, Sister Shirley. We can talk slowly after we leave here." Maureen stepped forward and wanted to take Shirley with her.

But Shirley took a step back and shook off Maureen's outstretched hand.

Maureen was slightly stunned, "Sister Shirley, what are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, the originally dark night sky was instantly illuminated by several clusters of dragon flames.

Immediately afterwards, several people holding torches walked out of the cherry blossom forest.

And among those people was Rossweisse.

Her silver hair and tail, floor-length skirt, cold and indifferent eyes and icy face all reveal her majesty as a queen.

The moment Maureen's mind met those majestic dragon eyes, she went blank.

Cold sweat suddenly covered my whole body and my ears were buzzing.

Dongdong——dongdong——

The heart beating in the chest made a muffled sound, which Maureen could hear clearly.

At this moment, all her senses seemed to be raised to the limit because of tension, surprise, panic and fear.

Even the air she inhaled seemed to become a knife that cut her lips.

"Ross...Weiser..."

xx

The cute war is coming to an end. There are seven chapters in total, and I will slowly return them to you starting from next month.

(Because I need to adjust my mindset in the remaining days of this month...ah)

Chapter 209: 17 Couples in a Row

The chill that penetrated deep into Maureen's soul was like an invisible current, wrapping around and stinging every cell in her body. It was even colder and more bone-biting than the ice flowers on the morning dew.

Facing the Silver Dragon Queen, Maureen couldn't help but feel absolutely powerless and weak.

The queen's eyes seemed to have the power to cut through souls. Even though her silver hair fluttered in the wind, her eyes were as deep as gemstones, their light was still dazzling and sharp, revealing an inviolable dignity and power. She was like a peak covered with ice and snow, meditative, cold, and difficult to climb.

Maureen's efforts to back away made her feel pathetic.

Her knees trembled instinctively, as if announcing that the last bit of resistance was ruthlessly crushed; her dull leather boots rubbed against the gravel, making a subtle but helpless sound.

Her instinct for survival was ruthlessly stifled by the queen's aura, like a fragile snow lotus in the wind, hesitating before the cliff of fate.

At that moment, her body movements were stiff and slow, as if every string was pulled tight, like a puppet in hell. The soul-binding chains seemed to jingle on every joint of her, and the puppet's smile had broken, replaced by only deep sorrow and despair.

With every step closer, the Queen's pressure seemed to freeze the air, making Maureen feel as if she were in a cemetery on a winter night, silent and dead.

The flowers around her had lost their color, and were just gray shadows trembling gently in the wind. The anger in the queen's eyes was like sparks falling from the night sky, terrifying but irresistible.

She fell to her knees with a thud.

If she continued to hold on, the pressure would seem to break her spine.

She supported herself on the ground with her hands, cold sweat dripping down her nose and chin. She was breathing heavily, her eyes full of fear.

She seemed to have foreseen her own end.

No, there is no need to foresee.

Ten minutes ago, when Shirley came to her, she had already told her clearly that the fate of a betrayer is death.

The delicate tips of high heels appeared in Maureen's field of vision.

She didn't dare to look up. The little strength she had left was enough to barely breathe, let alone look up.

The next second, the fabric rubbed against the skin, making a rustling sound, and the queen in front of him slowly squatted down.

She stretched out her slender fingers, lifted Maureen's chin, and forced her to look up at her.

Maureen's teeth were chattering and her pupils were shaking violently as if they were about to shatter.

Although the queen had a blank expression on her face, she could not hide the anger and disappointment in her eyes.

Maureen thought there was some confusion in her eyes.

Being betrayed by the maid she had been with for more than ten years, isn't she curious about the reason behind it?

After a brief moment of self-questioning, Maureen quickly figured out the answer to this question:

There is no need for the Silver Dragon Queen to understand at all.

The truth was revealed, her identity was exposed, and the Queen's attitude towards Maureen was nothing but anger and disappointment.

"You just..."

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