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Wang nodded and naturally put the cowhide tube into his dimensional bag: "Then this is my trophy! Even if it's not a magic prop, it will be nice to display it in my study in the future."
The two princes were shocked. How could someone just open the spoils of war like this? But since this was the master's decision, they naturally didn't dare to say anything.
Rhett Butler comforted the two: "Don't worry, the wizard in my team has checked this flag. It is just a flag. There is no magic aura. Otherwise, the orcs would not just put it in the big tent and not use it.
"There is no record of seeing this flag on the battlefield during any of the orc invasions in history."
Eowyn nodded. "Master, you can take whatever you want. After this incident, I guess Monrovia's treasure house will be completely open for you to choose from."
Wang: "Of course. But you should not complain. This is to support the great cause of saving the world. When we save the world in the future, Monrovia will be credited with this achievement! Okay, let's return to the court!"
Chapter 138: Of course, there is a little palace drama at the end
Rosalie was tired of the endless social etiquette.
In fact, during the ball, the nobles gradually received news and realized that this banquet was an act of deceiving the enemy.
But no one left. In fact, after knowing that this was an act of deceiving the enemy, the nobles worked even harder to gather intelligence.
Of course, the noble dandies didn't care about the orcs approaching. They only cared about whether Rosalie planned to change her fiancé after her fiancé ran away.
And if the rain stops later, do you plan to play hide-and-seek in the yard?
Mrs. Williams has a courtyard that is as beautiful as any other noble one, and naturally there is an elaborately designed maze inside. During the normal course of the ball, boys and girls will play hide-and-seek in this maze.
The young masters and young ladies love this game very much, not because they still have a childish nature, but because they can do things in the maze where no one will disturb them.
Every time after playing hide-and-seek, the boys and girls’ clothes would become less tidy. They would say that they were caught by branches sticking out from the side while chasing each other in the maze.
However, how could there be such a thing as uncut branches in a labyrinth that was carefully maintained by the craftsman and other servants?
The nobles turned a blind eye to such things. Perhaps it was on such occasions when they first learned the mystery of life when they were young.
Rosalie never played hide-and-seek. She would just stand on the terrace and watch who got together with whom, who was faster, and which seemingly quiet lady was actually unsatisfied and playing with several people at the same time.
Of course, it's playing hide and seek.
Now, facing the young masters' blunt and explicit questions, Rosalie really had the urge to slap them in the face.
So she did it.
The one being whipped was Bildford, grandson of the Duke of Connaught. He covered his face with his hands and looked frightened.
Rosalie shouted loudly: "My current identity is Monrovia's special envoy to participate in the salvation mission! After the battle tonight is over, I will set off with the team! If the team fails, the whole world will be doomed!
"And I might die in this adventure!"
Bilford said tremblingly: "Well... then it's a good opportunity to experience it! No regrets!"
He looked as if he wanted to look down, but didn't dare.
Rosalie: "Humph! Even if I want to find someone who won't leave any regrets, I won't find someone like you! The captain of the Savior Team, the wizard with the single name Wang, is both wise and brave, and is from a famous family. The key is that he is more handsome than you, a jerk! Look at his height and muscles, and then look at you!
"Where do you get the confidence to recommend yourself to me? I have heard comments about you from my best friend, saying that you are 'small and cute'."
Bilford broke down and ran to the adults crying, only to find that his grandfather, the Duke of Connaught, was not there - of course the Duke was also involved in the organization and scheduling of the night, so how could he be here?
So the "little brother" ran out of the dance hall crying.
Rosalie was still not satisfied, pointing at the group of noble young masters and yelling: "Look at you! The king is only eighteen years old, at most nineteen! He has killed an emperor, killed a lich, and killed Lamashtu's messenger. His experience is enough to write three bards' ballads!
"Tonight is the fourth song! Look at you guys, you look so well dressed, but you have nothing to do with your clothes!
"And you, my dear girlfriends, listen to what you usually say, can you have some insight?
"The wives of nobles in the legendary stories are all top conspirators, the de facto spymasters behind the nobles! And what about you? If you were asked to come up with a plan, you would be lucky enough to come up with a plan to blow up a dung heap!"
One of the noble ladies exclaimed, "Exploding a dung heap? Hoo-ho-ho-ho-ho-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
This person probably thought that blowing up the dung heap was a joke.
However, this is not the case. This plane currently does not have a systematic technology to deal with feces, so the feces are just piled up in a pit, whether in the countryside or in the city.
The piles of manure would produce something like methane gas, which would literally explode.
In the history of Monrovia, as many as 10 nobles were killed by dung heap explosions.
Rosalie looked at the man who was laughing wildly in silence, and couldn't help but lower her head to support her forehead, but she adjusted herself immediately.
"In short, I finally understand now. Looking at you, I finally understand that as long as I embark on this journey, I can completely free myself from the disgusting and disgusting social scene!
"At first, I was very disgusted with the mission given by my father, but when I thought about it carefully, wouldn't it be a good thing to be pregnant with such an outstanding wizard's child? Isn't it better to sleep in the bed of a hero than sleeping in the bed of some unknown cowardly noble?
"I'm going on a long journey and saying goodbye to this cage forever!"
After finishing a speech that made no sense, Rosalie was out of breath, and at this moment, the door opened.
A messenger hurried to the emperor, who shouted, "Just say it! Louder!"
The messenger immediately stopped and shouted, "Report! The observation post on the city wall saw a fire in the direction of the orc camp!"
The emperor waved his hand: "Let's go, we got it!"
After the messenger ran away, the entire ballroom fell silent.
The musicians in the orchestra pit and the bard standing behind the sound equipment did not dare to speak, and stared at Rosalie eagerly.
Rosalie took a few deep breaths. At this time, a noble lady came up to comfort her: "I know you are unhappy about being ordered to marry an adventurer..."
Rosalie stared at the girl in surprise: "How did you know that I was upset with the king? He has a problem with his brain, but he is smart and knowledgeable. Just talking about all kinds of knowledge will never make people bored.
"I could listen to him for three days and three nights!"
Noble lady: "But, adventures require sleeping outdoors, right? It must be very hard, right?"
"Maybe, but I see Elizabeth, who has been adventuring with them for a while - the future princess of Kosania - is in great shape. She is beautiful and her skin is whiter than mine!
"Even if I have to risk sleeping in the open, it's better than listening to the ignorant dandies talking in the salon! It's a thousand times better!
"I wasn't looking forward to the adventure, but now I'm at the ball looking at these things!"
Rosalie pointed at the young masters who were huddled together tremblingly.
"I think adventure is great! At least on the way there won't be people like this staring at me! Look at them, they don't even dare to look at me, but the king is staring at me openly! He even reaches out to touch me!"
One young master said aggrievedly: "Is it wrong for us not to watch it?"
At this time, the gate opened again, and the messenger shouted: "Urgent news!"
Bernard, who was just watching the show, waved his hand and said, "Talk!"
Messenger: "The fire has spread! The flames of the orc camp have illuminated half of the sky even in such a heavy rain! It is a magical or alchemical flame!"
Fires created by magic or alchemy cannot be extinguished with water. Some professional alchemists even add ingredients that can make water burn to the fire glue. The more water is poured on the fire, the more intense the fire will burn.
Bernal: "Are there any movements in other orc camps?"
Messenger: "There are a few fires in some camps. It is speculated that there is a small-scale battle."
Bernal: "Well, it's the Shadow Thieves and the Necromancers fighting each other."
He turned to the nobles: "Don't worry, everything is under control. Let's continue watching my daughter's performance. Lord Villefort, why are you sweating so much?"
Duke Villefort wiped his sweat with a wet towel, but it was completely useless because the towel was probably wetter than his forehead.
Villefort: "Beep, beep, your majesty! The orcs... the orcs are very cunning, they... they..."
Bernard: "Would they forge a letter of surrender from loyal nobles of the Empire in order to alienate the Emperor and his subjects?"
Villefort: "Yes! Oh no! No no! How could an orc have such an IQ? Hahahaha..."
Bernard smiled and said, "Yes. But don't worry, in such a chaotic situation, any letters would have been burned long ago. Don't worry."
As he spoke, he patted the Duke's shoulder gently and adjusted the ribbon on the Duke's dress uniform that was used to hang their family's ancestral medal.
After saying this, Bernard turned around and said to Rosalie, "I'm glad you figured it out, my daughter. But it was me who ordered you to have the Master's child. I was already mad. However, under the Master's guidance, I got better in no time.
"No, my daughter, you don't have to rush to get pregnant with the Master's child. After all, I have heard about the Master's weird standards for love. Your mission is to have a real love affair with him, a love that meets his standards.
"The information I got is that the master will upgrade his love interest to help her gain eternity."
All the nobles present, especially those with gray hair, widened their eyes when they heard the word "eternity".
Bernard ignored the nobles and looked at his daughter: "My daughter, go and get eternity."
Rosalie pinched the hem of her skirt, lifted it up gently, and saluted her father: "I will follow your holy will."
At this time, the door opened again: "Report!"
This time the messenger seemed to be one of the ones who had come to report in the previous times. He shouted directly: "The prince used the sound transmission stone to report that the orc overlord is dead and the orc alliance has collapsed! Our army has won a great victory!"
At this time, there were two kinds of reactions from people in the field.
The young people were cheering. Even though they had just been scolded by Rosalie, this did not stop them from being happy about the news.
The situation with the adults is more delicate.
Many people, like Duke Villefort, began to sweat profusely.
Bernal looked at these people and sneered: "It seems that you all have some little secrets. Do you want to share them with me?"
The great nobles looked at each other.
Then Bernal turned to the ladies and snapped his fingers at Mrs. Williams.
Mrs. Williams nodded and looked at her husband.
The big businessman Williams immediately raised his hand and clapped three times.
All the doors of the ballroom opened at the same time, and the Chamber of Commerce's private soldiers rushed in fully armed, with the shining crossbows in their hands aimed at the nobles present.
"What does this mean, sire?" said the Duke of Villefort, trembling.
Bernard: "Did you notice that none of my trusted nobles came tonight? Huh? You have such big heads that you can't even notice this detail?"
Villefort said angrily: "To take back the title, the Imperial Parliament must approve it!"
Bernal took out a voice stone and said, "Rhett Butler, tell us what you found."
Rhett Butler's voice came from the sound transmission stone: "Your Majesty, you can't imagine how big my discovery is. Two hundred letters of treason, two hundred. Are there two hundred nobles above the rank of marquis in the empire?"
Bernard: "Come back quickly, change into clean clothes, and come to Mrs. Williams. A big show is about to begin."
"As you command, Your Majesty," replied Rhett Butler.
Bernard put away the sound stone, glanced at the dukes, then turned to Mr. Williams and said, "Thank you for your assistance. You will get what you want after the reward."