Chapter 585

"Your Highness may be overthinking it, Your Highness Albert, or maybe he is really just going to the party."

"Just going to participate? Do you believe what you said?"

Andrew pointed at Orlando and roared, his expression slightly ferocious because of anger:

"He clearly wants to announce to the world that he, the noble eldest prince, is back! He still wants to fight with me!"

"..."

Orlando was silent, unable to refute.

Anyone who is not really hopelessly stupid will understand the significance of the eldest prince showing his face at this time.

"Why? Why! The throne is mine, it's mine! He has cerebral palsy, why should he fight with me! Why?!"

Andrew paced back and forth and murmured very fast:

"No, we can't let him appear there. As long as he appears there, outside the palace, it will be a disaster for me. Those rigid guys who are always talking about the eldest son of the emperor will definitely not give up this opportunity. ,no……"

"What His Highness said is..."

Looking at Andrew who was actively thinking, Orlando curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, then lowered his head and asked sincerely:

"Then...what does Your Highness mean, how should we act?"

"What else can we do? At this point, we can only..."

A trace of ferocity appeared on Andrew's face, and his eyes suddenly flickered and he looked at Orlando.

"You go out first."

"I……"

"Get out! Leave me alone, no one is allowed to disturb me!"

"yes……"

Orlando obediently pushed the wheelchair and left the room.

Everything fell silent, even the lights dimmed.

Orlando closed his eyes for a long time in the darkness, and after making sure that no one would disturb him, he took out an exquisite rattle.

The bronze rattle rang, and its crisp sound penetrated the night.

Then a bird, like a shadow, flew in from the window and landed on his antique bookshelf.

"Your Highness Andrew."

The robin wearing a bow tie saluted gracefully:

"Good evening, I'm calling you. Do you need help with anything?"

"I want to see Mr. White Tiger."

"this……"

"I want to see him!"

"Since it is an order from His Highness Andrew..."

The robin sighed helplessly, waved its wings, and a small and exquisite magic item landed in front of Andrew.

The props were activated, and the extremely clear light curtain stretched in the darkness, and a majestic figure gradually became clear.

It was a white tiger standing upright, shaking a red wine glass in his hand, as if he had anticipated this meeting, and looked calmly towards this side of the light curtain.

"Long time no see, Your Majesty Andrew, I am more happy than anyone else to see that you are still in good health..."

"Without further ado."

Andrew directly interrupted Bai Hu’s greeting:

"You should know why I'm looking for you!"

"……certainly."

White Tiger smiles:

"Now the whole of Belland is staring at you and the eldest prince. Even if I don't want to know, I'm afraid it's not realistic."

"Very good, I agreed to your previous request, but on the contrary, you have to kill Albert!"

Andrew clenched his fist and said word by word:

"Kill him completely, physically and spiritually. I don't want him to appear at that charity party!"

"this……"

As if he didn’t expect Andrew to be so direct, Bai Hu was even stunned for a moment:

"Don't you need to think about it again?"

"There is no need to think about it anymore. I have long been unhappy with the Royal Faction. What Royal Faction? Do they only have eyes for my dying father? There is also Duke Campbell. I will personally send him a mail." I wrote several letters, but they all came to nothing. I’m afraid that bastard is looking down on me too!”

Andrew gritted his teeth. He still showed no trace of his usual magnanimity and calmness, and said in a deep voice:

"I will give you what you deserve, the position and power you deserve, but only if I sit on that position! You understand... I must sit on it!"

"Of course, that's why we support you."

Bai Hu stroked his chest and bowed respectfully:

"Then as you wish, we will do our best to help you solve your troubles. Robin, show that to His Highness."

"clear."

The robin jumped up to Andrew and handed a document into Andrew's hands.

"This is……"

"The plan, everything you need is in it."

"plan……"

Andrew quickly flipped through the so-called assassination plans. He was not very interested in them, because he knew that such so-called rigid plans were of no great use. The situation during the assassination process was ever-changing, and what was important was the ability to adapt to changes.

However, when he read the entire plan, his pupils could not help but shrink, and he said in shock:

"Are Albert's travel methods and routes here true?"

"of course it's true."

Bai Hu stretched out three fingers and said with a smile:

"A week later, the eldest prince has three ways to go to the lower city. One is to ride in a carriage with Marquis Angus in his original capacity.

The second is to dress up as a royal musician and leave with the royal orchestra.

The third is to hide them secretly in a convoy going out for shopping.

but……"

Bai Hu retracted these three fingers at the same time: "These three methods are actually deception. The eldest prince wants to use these smoke bombs to interfere with our actions, and then use the help of outsiders to secretly leave the palace and go to the Lower City."

"Why do you even know this? Could it be that..."

After listening to Bai Hu's detailed account, Andrew found that all the roads of the eldest prince were blocked by the previous plan, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

"That's right, we can know in such detail, naturally the eldest prince has my insider."

"Internal response..."

Andrew's eyes narrowed: "My brother is so smart, shouldn't he be able to find out?"

"Don't worry, I can assure you."

Bai Hu showed a mysterious smile:

"The existence of internal intelligence will never be discovered by the eldest prince."

…

"Your Highness, I have given all the instructions according to your arrangements."

The maid Lauvini walked into the room silently, and gently placed her hands on Albert's temples and kneaded them to relieve his fatigue after working hard all day:

"When the time comes, we can set off."

"Thanks a lot."

"This is what I should do."

"Fortunately, you are by my side."

Albert gently grabbed Lavini's hand and asked with a smile:

"There may be some danger next, but even so, will you still stay with me?"

Faced with Albert's sudden question, Lawini was stunned for a moment.

But then she curled her lips, leaned over and held Albert's palm behind her back, leaned into his ear, and whispered:

"Of course, I will always be with you, Your Highness."

131. Before the storm

"Yelour, how are you preparing?"

In a remote building, birds flew down from the night and landed on a bird stand specially prepared for parrots.

It's just that this building has just been temporarily transformed into a research institute. There are no parrots settled in yet, and there are not even a few researchers. The robin overlooks the entire space, and finally sees the cocked one among the messy precision instruments. Old man taking a nap with his legs.

The robin was stunned, and a flash of anger immediately flashed in his eyes:

"Jerul!!"

"Um……"

Yale muttered twice and slowly woke up, also looking very impatient:

"Who, I told you, don't disturb me at night, who is so ungrateful, be careful of me...it's Mr. Robin!"

After seeing the gloomy black bird not far away, Yale finally stopped complaining and stood up slowly.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming so I could welcome you?"

Although his words were quite respectful, there was no awe in Yale's face. He picked up the coffee cup on the side, glanced at it, and yawned unhurriedly.

"In the middle of the night, sleep is very important for the elderly."

"Where do I go, do I still need to report to you?"

Robin replied with a smile, then jumped to the pile of messy documents on the table beside him, and picked through them.

"How are the things I asked you to prepare?"

"what?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid!"

"Oh, don't be angry. As people get older, their memory gets worse. What's more, the assistants I was used to using suddenly disappeared. It's normal to forget some things occasionally."

Yale still poured the cold coffee slowly.

"Most of it is already done."

"Just... most of it?"

Robin tilted his head and looked at Yale, a cold light flashed in his dark eyes.

"Yale, you should understand that the Council's tolerance for you is limited..."

"Oh, oh, oh, listen to what I have to say. Don't be so anxious. It's not good for your heart."

Yale interrupted the robin, put down the coffee cup, carefully raised his legs and stepped over the clutter on the ground that looked like they had not been sorted for a long time, and arrived at the end of the research room.

"Although it's still not perfect, it should be able to meet your requirements."

Yale snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

The magic stone lit up, and bright light instantly illuminated in front of him.