[Congressman Donnell reported the smuggling of only children, causing an uproar and being praised by thousands of people...]

"Damn!!!"

With a 'pop', the latest issue of the "Daily Mail" was thrown heavily on the table. Not satisfied with this, the second prince grabbed the teacup and dinner plate on the table and smashed them. It took a while to regain his composure.

The plan was ruined.

Not only did the plan fail, but he also made a wedding dress for someone else, causing Councilor Donnell to lose his prestige!

The second prince couldn't swallow this breath!

"Your Highness, calm down." Ma Wei, who was sitting at the dining table, calmly ate eggs: "Anger cannot solve the problem."

"I don't have that big a belly!"

The second prince said angrily: "How can I not be angry! I finally found the evidence of smuggling by Pat Pharmacy Company, and I am reporting it to the Minister of Taxation. We are only one step away from defining this matter! Then we will use the newspapers to find out."

Propaganda, Donal will be completely finished!"

"But what now? Nicholas, look at it! Not only did Donal not step down because of this, but his support rate soared! Many people said they would give him all their votes!"

Ma Wei came to Kensington Palace early in the morning, not to listen to the second prince's complaints, and of course, not to get a meal.

In recent days, he has been in closer contact with the second prince than before, and there are vague signs of becoming the second prince's think tank. If anything happens, the second prince will think of him immediately and discuss it with him.

Everything was going smoothly at first. Under the guidance of Ma Wei, the second prince successfully discovered the dark history of opium smuggling by Pat Pharmaceutical Company. As soon as he found the evidence, it was resolved by Donal before he could submit it!

In this game, the second prince and others lost. Not only did they lose, they also pushed their opponents, making the already unclear situation even more confusing.

In this regard, Ma Wei acted very calmly. Who is Donal?

The congressman who won the general election three times in a row!

Member of Parliament for London!

People like him have undoubted abilities and a very sensitive sense of smell, making them difficult to deal with.

No one is at fault for this defeat. We can only blame Donal for being so cruel that he cut off his arm to survive and did not hesitate to report his own son to keep his position.

Most people don't have such courage as him.

The second prince also knew that it was not his fault, but he just couldn't swallow this breath!

"Since he is so difficult to deal with, why not..."

With a fierce light flashing in his eyes, the second prince turned his palms downward and said viciously: "Kill him, Nicholas, what do you think?"

"Your Highness, if there is no Donnell, there will be Bernal and Gainard... The key to the problem is to increase one's own support rate, rather than killing the MPs whose support rate is higher than one's own..."

While eating breakfast, Ma Wei said: "To forge iron, you need to be hard and soft. No matter how many people are killed, it is useless."

"That's true..."

The second prince sat down frustrated and sighed: "But now Donal's support rate is higher than before. This is bad news for us. If this continues, we will definitely lose the election."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I have arranged everything."

"What arrangements have you made?" the second prince asked curiously.

"The herbs in Beaconsfield Town have been planted, and I have recently been studying the church's growth potion." Ma Wei said: "The growth potion can shorten the crop growth cycle, and it also has a certain effect on extraordinary herbs. The growth cycle is

The very short borggrass now matures in a week, and in two days the freshly picked herbs are ready for the market.”

The small town of Beaconsfield is the pilot chosen by Mawei. Many people are paying attention to it. As a new outlet, everyone wants to get a share of the pie. So here comes the problem...

Who can create more benefits for them?

Is it Mavi, or Councilor Donnell?

The support rate is a wonderful thing. It should be said that the support rate reflects the basic rules of society. Most of the people living in Lambeth are businessmen, elites and skilled workers. As long as their needs are grasped, the support rate will naturally soar.

"Oh!" The second prince suddenly realized: "You are still waiting for the opportunity!"

"Yes."

“Who runs the town of Beckensfield?”

"Felix, he is now an earl and the lord of the town. Of course he is responsible for this matter."

While talking, Ma Wei suddenly remembered something: "Miss Helena sent an invitation last night, inviting Felix to attend the equestrian meeting next week. I think this is what the eldest prince meant."

"Can Felix handle it?"

The second prince couldn't help but feel a little worried. He had seen Helena several times. She was indeed a very rare beauty. Even he was a little moved. Such a moment that tested his concentration...

I'm really afraid that Felix will be obsessed with beauty and ruin things.

"Believe him." Ma Wei said without hesitation: "I know Felix. Don't look at his usual idleness, but when it comes to serious matters, he will never let his guard down."

"Felix is ​​really reliable at critical moments." Recalling Levin when he faced Anatole, the second prince nodded: "Then I'll be relieved."

After breakfast, Ma Wei took Yunia back to Flower Street in a carriage. It happened to be 9 o'clock in the morning, and it was time to open for business. When he opened the door, Ma Wei was stunned for a moment when he saw the figure standing behind the counter.

"Ed... Yannick? Are you back? When did you come back?"

"Just arrived."

Edward turned around, and his skin was no different from the last time they met. After a month of exposure to wind and sun, his skin was still fair, as if time could not leave its proper traces on it.

After closing the shop door, Ma Wei decided to open the business later: "Just come back. Where are the Fourth Prince and the others?"

"They are all back. They should be home by now." After estimating the time, Edward said: "The negotiations went very smoothly. With the help of the fourth prince, most of the nobles in the West Island and the north of the kingdom agreed to let the Bracken Demon

Pharmaceutical companies entered the market and signed a long-term contract."

Ma Wei, who was not surprised, continued to ask: "So why did you take Evelin away?"

Edward raised his eyes and glanced over. The topic changed so quickly that it almost didn't react.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When the black tide came, the church saint Evelyn was seriously injured and was taken away by Edward when she was about to die. Edward then went to the north of the kingdom and did not return to London until today.

Ma Wei has wanted to ask it for a long time. Evelin is just a church saint. Edward only fought with her once, so there is no grudge. There must be a reason for taking away Evelin who was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

"I took Evelin away because she was treated unfairly in the church. She dedicated everything to the church, even burning her soul to stop the water beast. Isn't this kind of merit worth saving?"

"I'm asking you why you saved her." Ma Wei said, "She is a member of the church. You must have a reason to stand up for her."

Edward was silent for a while: "I felt a familiar feeling in Evelin's body."

"Familiar feeling? Because of the health goddess Wilder?"

"At first, I thought it was because of the health goddess Wilder, but the last time we met, I felt the same aura in her..." Edward cast a calm gaze: "She is a vampire."

"Strigoi?" Ma Wei frowned: "Are you sure? She is a church saint! How could she be a vampire?"

"She has a human body, but her soul is definitely related to the vampires." Edward said firmly: "In the month after leaving London, I took her to the Black Castle... Forget it, I can't explain it verbally, let the goddess unfold it

Let me take you to the mithril realm."

As the Lord of the Blood Tribe, Edward can summon the Black Castle to come anytime and anywhere. Similarly, it can also enter the Black Castle with its consciousness.

The mithril realm unfolded, and Edward raised his hand to push open the door to the kitchen. Behind the door was not a kitchen, but deep darkness.

After walking in the dark for a while, a dim corridor suddenly appeared in front of me. Fluorescent stones were inlaid on both sides of the corridor to illuminate the way forward.

Around the corner, a group of children holding windmills came running screaming and laughing. Just as Ma Wei was about to dodge, he saw the children passing through Edward's transparent and illusory spirit body.

"Ordinary humans can't see what we look like now." Edward said: "Humans with high soul strength can activate spiritual vision. They can see things that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye. This is also the most common method for selecting saints. Come with me."

Passing through the slender spiral staircase of the Black Castle, all the way down, we arrived at the bottom of the Black Castle. There are no traces of human activities here. As early as when humans were allowed to enter the Black Castle, Edward set the rule that only the upper half of the Black Castle was allowed to enter.

The lower part is open to humans, the lower half is the activity area of ​​​​the vampires, and the lowest level, even the vampires rarely come.

Here is Edward's bedroom.

Gently waving his arms, the door made of black stone made a loud noise and opened to both sides. An extremely tall stone platform appeared in front of Ma Wei. Gulls flowing with red liquid were all over the room, swimming upward against gravity and merging into the room.

Crystal coffin on the stone platform.

Mawei had been here before and knew that this was a place where Edward used to heal his injuries. It was rarely used unless he was seriously injured. For so long, Edward only came here to recuperate after escaping from Seokula's pursuit.

The red liquid filled the crystal coffin, and the viscous liquid surface surged, making it difficult for people to see the existence inhabiting the coffin.

Edward lifted his finger from the air, and the crystal coffin suddenly opened. The lid of the coffin floated into the air. The scarlet liquid surging in the coffin quickly decreased and flowed away along the ravine on the inner wall of the coffin...

A woman's naked body was revealed.

Evelin lay quietly at the bottom of the coffin, eyes closed, breathing evenly, her eyelashes swaying slightly with her body, as peacefully as a sleeping baby.

"Her injuries are almost healed." Edward looked at Evelin lying in the coffin and said: "She hasn't woken up yet because the injury to her soul is more serious than the injury to her body..."

Slender white fingers touched Evelin's soft face, and Edward said quietly: "I have tried my best to save her, but I still can't repair her damaged soul. She sacrificed herself for the church and forcibly borrowed the goddess of health.

Wilder’s power, this is the way to die.”

"Is she a vampire?"

"The soul is a vampire. During the month of healing her, I have already felt the beating of her soul."

Edward was a little confused and said: "I don't know why it is like this. A soul belonging to the vampire family actually inhabits the body of a human being. Not only that, she also gives me an extremely familiar feeling, just like... just like several

Thousands of years ago, we hugged each other tightly."

"Is she your mate?"
To be continued...