Tyra, your ancestors are back!

"Oh, by the way, the big treasure chest.... Our missing person team picked up a group of people who claimed to be descendants of the royal family of Victoria Aslan... eh? A gang of gangsters?"

Looking at the information marked on the terminal, Alice raised her eyebrows in confusion——

Is there any necessary connection between the descendants of the royal family and the gang...? ?

"It doesn't feel as good as... [I am Qin Shihuang V I am 50, and I will make you the general of the town after I return to the country] is more credible..."

Prometheus NO.17 and Miss Patuo issued their own sharp comments——

"But it's unusual to be able to sneak into Rutland City's gangs? It wouldn't hurt to meet... What if it's true?"

Ms. Alice rubbed her chin, and decided to meet this group of "royalties in exile" who obviously wanted to be a gang of street gangsters in the description of Miss Liroy and Mr. Nightblade...

"Sister Alice, do you really believe it - this kind of look is a scam?!"

When she heard that she was really going to see him, Padofelis turned her head strangely, as if she was like a big sister, what's the matter with you——

"It's better to try than to hear a hundred times. Let's give it a try—it won't lose money anyway..."

"If it's true, I can still pick up a strong claim from Victoria and go back to Rhodes Island——wouldn't it be great."

Ms. Alice shrugged and immediately took the lead...

"If you mean Victoria's strong claim...we still have a red dragon that we can capture and use..."

Dr. Mebius raised his eyebrows, with an expression that you don't want to stuff strange people and things on the island...

"Our Lady Tallulah is now determined to be in Ursus, and I am afraid she will not have any feelings for Victoria - the only blood source who can be a link to Victoria passed away not long after she was born... Besides, That Mr. Edward Atrias probably doesn’t have much affection for Victoria anymore.”

Of course, Ms. Alice replied with an expression of [there are too many demons and ghosts in Rhode Island Medicine, this one is not bad]...

"Let's go, let's go - I made an appointment with them to meet at the Discipline Church. I'll let Aponia check whether it's true or not."

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Precept Church

"They are actually from the Aslan tribe..."

Patrophilis looked at the group of people in front of her and walked around them curiously...

"But isn't the gap between the royal family and street gangs a bit big..."

Ignoring a certain white-haired Phillin in this small group who bared his teeth at her and seemed ready to fight with her, Miss Padu raised her own question——

"It's just a better disguise... The throne is empty, and no one will inherit it. Sometimes it's just what some people want..."

"Jumped out without knowing it, claiming that he has the right to inherit the throne of Victoria... In a few days, he should disappear in Victoria... My relatives who were dazzled by power have personally demonstrated this for me It's what you do."

The Aslan girl in the lead twitched the corners of her mouth. The blond girl with a hammer in one hand and a lollipop in the other hand seemed a little decadent—it seemed to be the reason for the long journey.

"I am Alexandrina Vina Victoria, the orthodox successor of the Aslan royal family of the Victoria Empire, everyone of Rhodes Island Medicine——"

"These are my companions, members of the Glasgow Gang. You read that right. Most of them were born in the streets and slums of Victoria... As for how we met..."

Wei Na glanced at Indra next to her...

"Maybe we don't know each other without fighting..."

"You trust us...or maybe you're making a desperate move - you know the sensitivity of your identity, but you still choose to confess..."

Alice raised her eyebrows and exchanged glances with Mebius—it’s rare to see such a guy who comes from a homeless house like this, and if you’re willing to put on a little disguise, it’s not so easy to tell the Aslan royal family from ordinary Filin people ....

Many of the backgrounds of the operators recruited on the island are simply made up, or even just abbreviations... What's more, they are black squares. I don't know, I thought they were encryption protocols... All I know is that they are simple. The black squares; I don’t know what kind of mentality the person involved had in painting so many black squares on the personnel form...

"Frankness is the beginning of a good cooperation - especially for a person with a sensitive identity like me... If I inform you after the fact, it will only increase the suspicion between us."

"Hmm... A very courageous answer... Then you should also know the risks involved in real-name communication... Aren't you afraid that Rhode Island Medicine will package you up and sell you at a good price?"

"You won't—I did a survey on Rhode Island Medicine, and your company is backed by the new Kazdel..."

"That is the country that I least want and will not have anything to do with the forces that are now ruling Londinium."

Wei Na showed a serious expression - she was indeed betting that there was no quarrel between the current Princess Kazdel and the Prince Regent in Londinium, and she did have a back hand to escape from here. ...

Chapter 318 “It” can even be an all-metal folding stool, my friend

"Well... it's indeed a good bet - and you have a backup plan... Call out the lion hiding in the grass outside the church... With such a thick tail, I don't think I can see it. Arrive..."

Alice, who shook her head, looked at a certain bush outside the church door... After the latter screamed, a big golden lion sprang out...

"Ah... looks like you've been through more than those little birds who didn't slip..."

Alice looked at the trembling branches and leaves in front of her, and raised her eyebrows at the beast owner who stared silently at her side...

"The birds that haven't slipped away...it seems that they have a pretty good life..."

"Perhaps one day I will be like them, find a warm lawn, lie down on it, and spend a carefree afternoon - long time no see, ladies."

The big lion, who narrowed his eyes slightly, gave a hache and nodded to the people in front of him...

"Long time no see, um, I think you should have a name of your own?"

"Gowin... at least that's what they call me, ma'am."

"Teacher, do you know each other?"

Seeing the two groups greet each other familiarly, it's Wei Na's turn to be a little confused...

"Ah...Of course, Wei Na—the ones standing in front of you are not members of Rhode Island Medicine at all...they are the monarchs of that era that has passed."

"Your luck does amaze me sometimes..."

Gao Wen stuck out his tongue slightly, it was indeed a pleasant surprise to bump into these ladies here...

"The monarch of the bygone era...?"

The Aslan girl murmured this word again in her mouth...

"Okay, young Aslan girl, our story is long, long, and even endless... so let's talk about you now - what do you hope to achieve in Rhodes Island ?”

Clapping her hands, Alice regained the consciousness of the girl who was distracted...

"Well... gain strength, pull out the legendary Sword of King Selection, become the supreme king of the Victoria Empire, live up to the name "Victoria", and create a new era?"

"Or is it to escape from the endless pressure from Victoria and have a short rest, so that the little guy who is confused about the future can take a breath?"

"..."

The girl who was questioned fell silent, she looked at Gao Wen who was beside her...

"I respect your choice, Wei Na - no one can force you to do something, if you feel tired or lost, it's okay to take a break before setting off..."

Gawain shook his head after being asked for advice by Vina's eyes.

"I...I think maybe I should take a breath..."

Wei Na took a deep breath and made a decision...

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"Well, it must be difficult for a prince who is still confused to teach such a child - besides, the Aslan royal family should be considered in exile?"

Looking at Wei Na's group who were temporarily arranged to rest in the church's lounge, Alice shrugged and looked at Gao Wen who was aside.

"It's not surprising... ma'am - her father's death didn't hit her so hard..."

Gawain shook his head——

"The people pushed the king to the gallows, and a country lost its "king".... According to the common development of the story, the country that lost its leader will soon fall apart, or give birth to a new ruler. Or the system.”

"But Victoria didn't... Victoria, which has lost its royal power, is still Victoria—it is still an old power on the mainland, and it even maintains peace."

"As if the fall of the ruler on the throne is nothing to this country—"

"It's really an interesting development...."

Alice nodded—even Kazdel, who had been destroyed more than 3000 times, the devil has always existed, so Sarkaz was able to continuously gather Sarkaz to rebuild the country...

"But at the end of the day there is no external force to push this seemingly solid framework...Young little guy is blinded by the status quo - thinking that leaders are irrelevant to a political entity...?"

"Or maybe she has seen through it, but doesn't understand how to make 'leader' important again in Victoria?"

"For the latter, the status quo is indeed a rare spectacle... But it's still the same sentence - a strong external force can destroy the seemingly stable framework..."

"And she just needs to wait for the opportunity, or take the initiative to create -"

Looking at the church, Alice, who was puzzled as to why Aponia herself was not there, replied casually——

"Ah... She was really confused about this, and once put her hope on the influence and symbolic power of the national sword..."

"Oh? ...the so-called "Sword in the Stone" of Victoria?"

Alice raised her eyebrows.

"Almost...Victorians call it the "Breath of Kings"....In the past, before the mobile city appeared, some kings used it to split the natural disaster...The glory of Victoria is thus Never be dusted."

Gao Wen shook his head - he was interrupted by a voice when he was about to say something...

"Huh? Splitting the natural disasters? That's it? That's it?! I can't do it too? Are you right, Indestructible—we can approve ten of them in one go!"

It seems that a certain magic sword worn by Lady Alice was inspired by Gawain's description to have some strange competitiveness...

"Shut up... Draconian... Comparing these boring things with other swords, it's not ashamed to embarrass - and you can chop ten more... What are you doing to chop watermelons?"

As a matter of course, after being hit by Miss Alice's magic sword, she immediately fell silent——

"That sword is just a symbol, it doesn't refer to anything, Gawain—"

After sending away the magic sword, Alice looked again at the golden lion beside her...

"The reason why the national sword is the national sword is because it is the sword of the king of a country-if the king uses a lance, a warhammer, or even a metal brick, then it is the national gun, the national hammer, and the national brick. ...."

""It" can even be a full metal folding stool - and the legend carried on it only belongs to the former owner, not a successor who pulled it out."

"For her, even if she pulls out the so-called "sword in the stone"...it's just a sword—it can't refer to anything."

"And the legend needs to be written by herself - if you ask me, she might as well use her own hammer... at least it will be easier to beat the opponents."

Obviously, Ms. Alice scoffed at the so-called "whoever pulls out this sword is the king of Britain"... Can your national sword be a mind control device?Cohesion and happiness +9999 on the spot?

"Well, that's the reason... ma'am—I think she'll understand when she actually draws that sword..."

Gawain just shook his head helplessly in response...

"She's still young, isn't she? Ma'am."

"And the "external force" you are referring to is coming soon to Victoria..."

Chapter 319: Can I eat you all? I’m not the mop head from the royal court next door.

Rutland Foreign Service Guest House

Envoys from various continental countries and city-states are arranged here, and they are divided according to the relationship between countries and city-states... For example, the rooms of the envoys of Ursus and the Eastern Kingdom are not on the same floor, and the envoys of Colombia and Bolivar One is on the second floor and the other is on the top floor...

Although the representatives of the above-mentioned countries may not care about the contradictions-but the indifference of a single party is of no use. In order to avoid the guests who dislike each other before the meeting, they will get into a ball Rutland has done his best.

However, if there are people who don't like each other, it means that the relationship is not bad, or there is no contact on weekdays. The grand banquet hall on the first floor has become a place for these diplomats to get acquainted with each other, or to talk...

But at this moment, two strange scenes are appearing in the banquet hall——

Miss Maharaja Sarkaz, who has no one around, and the royal family of Yan Kingdom and Grand Duke Ursus who are about to stick together...

"I remember that one is the messenger of New Kazdel... I heard that it is a Sarkaz Maharaja?"

Looking at the low air pressure from the goblet in the distance, as if it was Miss Virgil who was sitting here in a dungeon, the envoys between the nearby city-states and countries began to whisper...

"That's right, I heard it's the Lord of the Balrog, but didn't the rumors say that Sarkaz's lineage of the Balrog has perished?"

A female diplomat who was wearing what seemed to be the gorgeous attire of her city-state clicked...and then showed a curious expression.

"And it seems that the Maharaja of Sarkaz is not in a good mood...?"

"I guess it's because the ethnic group is withering, and the people in Kazdel's royal court are soft-spoken? They were squeezed out by Sarkaz's royal court to participate in this meeting...?"

Another emissary in a suit makes a bold guess—and is quickly dismissed by others...

"What are you guessing about? Don't risk your life - if that king hears it, I won't even be able to go back home..."

The voice of the other diplomat was very low, and he whispered a warning to the foreign diplomat who dared to say anything... It seems that the relationship between the two is not bad, and others would probably be happy to see some Potential rivals or hostile emissaries woe....

"It doesn't matter if you can't go back-Maharaja Sarkaz can appear in the holy city of Sakota, it can only show that Lateran and Kazdel have made concessions to each other and sold each other's face... That majesty will not do anything to a small envoy..."