011, a scapegoat from the sky

After sitting down and having a serious and in-depth conversation in a small town hotel not far away, everyone finally figured out all the problems.

It turned out that Haimerlin, the first prince of the Bangxiu Empire, who was accidentally knocked down by Yin, actually came to marry. It was not someone else who wanted to marry, but the "Princesss Helen". However, it was rumored that this princess was tough and met the prince who was destined to be lame for the rest of his life. It didn't agree with each other and simply escaped from marriage.

If the king's office is allowed to find her, there is still hope for peace between the two countries. For the thief Jerryman, who claims to "destroy the country", this is certainly not allowed in any case, so she must be captured before the royal army finds the princess.

Yin held the cappuccino and looked like she was about to faint: "So you don't know where you got this painting, and you don't know where to hear that this painting is Princess Helen, so you caught me by mistake?"

"It's wrong. It's not known yet. After all, it's not the princess, it's just your side," Jereman sat on the opposite side and drank hot cocoa with his legs crossed.

Yin put down the cup, held her hands very seriously, and leaned forward: "I'm really sorry to inform you that I'm not Princess Helen. On the contrary, I'm the wild girl who made the prince's feet lame."

Jeriman couldn't help laughing: "This is a new saying. Should I thank you for provoking a new war between the two countries?"

Yin leaned back on the sofa helplessly: "To some extent, yes."

The negotiations between the two could not continue, because there was a fierce noise outside the door. Elatia's soprano stood out, and it could be clearly heard through the door: "Jereman! Get out of here! Otherwise, when I rush in, I will sift you!"

Yin hummed and laughed a few times and squeezed, "Women are not easy to bully."

Jeriman replied with a pun, "For the sake of my legs." I went forward and opened the door.

After Jerryman went out, the noise outside the door gradually weakened. As soon as Yin was about to close her eyes to refresh herself, she felt that the sofa next to her had sunken. When she opened her eyes, the black currant, who had just squatted on the window sill to bask in the sun, suddenly squeezed to her side for some reason.

"What are you doing?" Yin stared at him strangely.

Blackcurrant closed his eyes and leaned back: "Bask in the sun."

A drop of sweat on Yin's head: "Didn't you bask well on the window sill?"

Blackcurrant replied firmly, "The window sill is too hard."

Yin couldn't control the black line and moved to the other side: "Then you continue to bask in the sun. I'll sleep for a while."

Blackcurrant didn't know whether he was asleep or pretended not to hear. In short, there was no reaction. Yin fell on the armrest of the sofa. In a short time, his breathing became very even and he fell asleep.

The morning sun shone warmly into the room, and the window was thrown on the sofa, like a huge cage, which locked the two people in it.

After basking in the sun for a while, Blackcurrant opened his eyes with an unhappy face, pulled up the sleeping Yin, took off her hat and put it on his face, and then put her down on his lap. Then he hugged his arm and fell asleep again with satisfaction.

At noon, Jerryman's men knocked on the door and wanted to ask them to come out for lunch. Suddenly, they heard a roar inside: "Why did my hat run to your face!" Compared with Elatia just now, she couldn't help but feel cold. Thinking about it, she decided not to call them.

In the room, Yin is blowing hair, but the blackcurrant continues to be paralyzed due to lack of sleep: "The sun makes my eyes hurt."

"Then why did I sleep on your lap!" Yin grabbed his scarf and was not afraid of strangulation.

"Let it go after taking off your hat." The black gallon replied calmly.

Yin was hungry and sleepy, and was dizzy by his anger. He didn't even have the strength to quarrel. He angrily grabbed his hat and put it on, and strode out of the room.

Blackcurrant didn't follow. He closed his eyes and continued to sleep. Sure enough, the door opened again soon, and an angry voice came in: "You're eating, you pig!"

In the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel, the members of the thieves' team were scattered at many tables for lunch. Jerryman buckled his finger on the table: "How about eating together?" Yin Ben wanted to refuse politely, but suddenly remembered that he had no money, so he happily dragged the blackcurrant over and rubbed it: "Okay." Suddenly, he found that Elatia was not nearby and asked curiously, "Oh, where's Elder Fedilu?"

"Oh, Elatia's words have already left alone." Jerryman cut the steak gracefully and replied.

Yin curled her lips and looked at him: "Are you angry with him?"

Jeriman smiled, wiped his mouth with a white napkin, and said, "If you have to say so, I won't refute it."

At this time, the door of the restaurant opened, and a man walked straight to their table: "Cir, everything has been deployed." Jerman nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work. Sit down and have lunch together." After Xie, the man sat down on a chair left opposite Yin.

"Eh?! Aren't you..." That Jones, Yin suddenly realized and said contemptuously, "It turns out that the so-called wiregram came from you. That's despicable."

Jones couldn't help laughing: "It's not what you think, miss. The regimental commander asked me to protect her because he was worried about Elatia. Isn't it too much to say something mean?"

Despite what he said, Yin still looked dissatisfied: "So you are still the knight who protects the queen?" After saying this, it suddenly occurred to me that the previous question had not been answered from Elatia. Since the person concerned was in front of him, he asked him the same, so he said, "Well, Mr. Jereman."

Jeriman took a sip of red wine and raised his head: "What's the matter?"

"Why did Elder Fei Dilu leave you and your team? I can see that she doesn't want to be against you. What happened back then - can I ask?

Jeriman did not answer immediately, but was silent for a long time with a goblet before he smiled and said, "It's not that she left us, but that I made a decision that year, and then... threw her alone in the town of Efa and left with others."

Sure enough, he was abandoned, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Although the regimental commander did this very sadly, it was for her good. As an outsider, you probably can't understand this." Jones added with a smile.

"Isn't Elder Feilu, who is the party involved, not understand it?" Yin held her arms and stared at them, "Men are really selfish creatures. They have done too much and blame the other party for their euthanability."

Jeriman laughed and was not angry at all about her accusations: "You're right, but I'm such a selfish person," and then laughed at himself. "I can die myself, my brothers can also die, but she can't die. I'm such a person. Selfish people."

What he said was speechless, and he could only pull the canon in the bowl with a fork. The atmosphere at the table was suddenly a little delicate. Seeing this, Jones quickly smiled and changed the topic: "By the way, he is your lover. You are inseparable all the way."

Yin was sweating in an instant: "No, this guy is my slave."

Jones didn't seem to believe it: "But you have always taken good care of him. How can he be your slave in turn? I saw Dan want to talk to you several times. He was either interrupted by him or was scared to shrink back by him. He thought you were a pair of elopement lovers."

"Ah ha ha ha..." Look at what good things you have done. Yin slanted at him and completely ignored it and buried himself in the blackcurrant.

Wait, Dan? Who is this?

"Huh? Isn't it Dan who helped you set up the tent that day? Why, you've talked so many times, but he didn't tell you his name? Jones asked unexpectedly.

It turned out to be the slender guy. Yin nodded and casually asked, "If Elder Feidulu left like this, everyone in the same team will be separated, right?"

Jones shook his head and said, "Others don't know. Dan said that he wanted to continue to travel with Elatia and learn more, so he went with her."

Just leave. Yin was relieved. Seeing that Jones was also a talkative person, she jokingly said, "It's also the person brought out by Mr. Jerryman. Your strength seems to be much worse than that of Elder Fedilu. No problem, are you?"

Jones happily turned the knife in his hand: "I have only joined this team for less than a year. Of course, I can't compare with Her Majesty, but my strength is definitely not as good as you see. Anyway, I'm a five-star swordsman. But there's nothing we can do. If you want the queen to relax your vigilance, you still have to pretend to be a coward.

Yin hummed, "Men are really terrible creatures."

There is an electric light in his mind. If the person in front of him is clumsy, then the man named Dan may also pretend to be able to barely protect himself. His real strength may be far above Jones and the five-star swordsman, then...

"Xiaohei, what did you mean by saying that Dan was dangerous at that time?" Yin shook the detached blackcurrant beside him vigorously.

The black currant chewed its mouthful of lettuce and replied vaguely, "He is too close to you."

Inexplicably, he swallowed the food in his mouth and added casually: "He is a necromancer."

"What!" Jones immediately widened his eyes and then turned to Jerryman, "Fam!"

Jeriman raised his hand to stop his words behind him: "It doesn't matter. She can handle it." In a word, all the worries of Jones and Yin were pushed back.

Necromancer, one of the three major categories in the category of magicians, is good at manipulating the undead and sacrificing life. Although it is not a shady profession, because the props and conditions needed for magic are relatively inhumane, this profession is prohibited in some countries - the Principality of Seline is Such a country.

Due to restrictions, necromancers are not very common in the whole continent of Somera. In addition, some evil groups seem to prefer to hire necromancers, and everyone is used to looking at this small group with colored glasses.

A necromancer followed Elatia. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he deserved panic, but Jerryman didn't say anything. Just as Elatia's admirer, Yin could not make any suggestions or demands. He could only pray that nothing would happen to her.

"Are you worried about her?"

Because her identity is unknown, Yin is still under the control of the bandits for the time being, so she can't go anywhere after lunch and can only be in a daze in the front yard of the hotel. Blackcurrant leaned against the horse's food trough to take a nap. When he got up, he found that Yin was still sitting restlessly on the wooden fence and looking into the distance, so he stood behind her and asked.

Yin nodded: "I always feel uneasy. There are too many unexpected people in the team of Elder Fedilu. The arrogant teenager, Mr. Jerryman's undercover agent, the two of us, now there is a necromancer... It doesn't feel like a coincidence, but as if someone has arranged it."

Blackcurrant was silent for a moment and asked unexpectedly, "What do you think is the matter with that portrait?"

It's okay not to ask. When asked, it was like a needle piercing into the heart, which made Yin shiver involuntarily.

She doesn't want to think about the strangeness here at all, but she clearly knows in her heart that the truth is absolutely there, even if she doesn't want to face it.

"Xiao Hei, are your parents still alive?" Unexpectedly, I didn't get an answer, and Yin didn't care. She just went on and said, "Only the people in my family know about my runaway. The painting is hanging in my room. If you want to get it, you must have the key to my room, and that kind of thing, except for me and the nanny, is only..."

Only in the hands of father and mother.

So you will become the scapegoat of Princess Helen, and you can probably guess why.

He clearly said that he helped her escape from the house because he didn't want to die. Why did he let her become the object of competition for all kinds of open and secret forces? Jerryman is definitely not the only one who wants to catch himself. Who knows how many imitations of that portrait are still circulating?

Blackcurrant didn't say anything, just stood silently behind her.

"Xiao Hei, take me away."