When he came out of the room, Bamila had already changed into a long dress, which was brought by the undead demon rat.

She hurried past the crowd and asked around who were.

Finally, she came to Rasher.

"Are you surprised? Mr. Raschel." The Baroness said to Raschel in a calm tone: "You missed the best opportunity. I think you noticed that I changed my clothes."

"Oh, yes." Raschel nodded.

"Someone asked me to bring you a word."

"Please speak, madam."

"You are a hound with a very keen intuition. You can see everything others cannot see, and no matter how many means you use, you cannot resist your sensitive sense of smell."

"That's true, ma'am."

"But dogs can't solve cases by relying on their noses alone."

“That’s right.”

"So he asked me to tell you, he was waiting for you and see who could laugh to the end...he said you know what this sentence means."

After saying this, the Baroness looked at Rasher coldly and said, "I added the following words myself. If you dare to attack me or my family, I swear you will die ugly!"

Raschel was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry, madam, but I promise not to have another next time. You have completed the mission I have given you to your family. As your friend said, this temptation only satisfies my personal curiosity and confirms that my doubts are in the right direction. But unfortunately, it doesn't make any sense for the overall situation. I missed the good opportunity to seize him... Oh, I hope that the dress did not hurt you too much."

The Baroness glared at Raschel fiercely and turned to leave.

She wanted to say that it was not a hurt, but a wonderful feeling, but in the end she said nothing.

There was a red-clothed boy wearing a mask next to Rasher, who was Danny Dalimore from the Alchemy Family: "It's amazing, how did Shuiglair do it? I'm not surprised that he broke the magic circle, but it's not easy to escape the alarm trap I set up."

"I guessed something," Raschel smiled and said, "Sometimes, there is no need to use technical means to solve some problems."

"You mean..." The boy in red thought a little.

"Stop thinking about those things." Rasher patted the boy on the shoulder: "You know I didn't plan to catch him so easily. The point is that I've determined what I want to be sure of, and that's enough."

"I don't understand what you're sure of? Chaklay is the inner-comer? You've only confirmed this one."

"There's another one." Raschel raised a finger: "Don't you find it interesting? Even if Shuiglare received the notice, how could he appear here so quickly and remove the dress you arranged? You must know that this is the Royal Garden!"

"I don't understand. Maybe he's nearby, and he has other ways to get in."

"Maybe he's already here before."

Raschel murmured to himself.

"So what's next?"

"As planned, don't worry, it's growing tonight, my little one." Raschel said slowly.

The dance party has finally officially begun.

The Prince Franck finally took off his mask and accepted everyone's welcome.

As the master, Avril warmly introduced to everyone the guests from foreign countries.

The scene looks lively.

After the dance began, Avril and Prince Richard danced a dance, and it seemed that they had no interest in getting in touch with each other.

Avril's eyes wandered, as if looking for something. He hurriedly lowered his head until he saw Xiu Yi among the crowd.

The resentful eyes made Xiu Yi feel ache.

After coming out of the room, Shuyi has been thinking about the huge threat that Sorasher brought to him.

There is no doubt that Rasher will notice that he has resolved the crisis too quickly and must find a way to solve this problem immediately.

But this is not the point, the point is that Raschel must have other tricks.

Just as Rasher understood Shuyi more and more, Shuyi also began to understand Rasher more and more.

This old fox has been dormant for so long and finally took action once, so he could not have found his true colors, but he would never have the only one move.

The problem is that he is not sure what his opponent will do next.

But no matter what, the Harden family must be given a guarantee. If Raschel firmly insists on harming the Harden family, even if he helps them escape today, what next time? What next time? He may not care about his life, but he must not care about the Harden family, especially the Baroness's life.

For some reason, after just now, after contacting the Baroness, the childhood memories that he had gradually forgotten suddenly came to his mind.

We must find a way to do it once and for all.

Maybe... Avril can help?

After the dance ended, Avril retreated, and on the pretext that he was too tired, he refused the invitation from others.

Xiu Yi walked over quickly.

"Your Highness the Princess."

"Are you here to invite me to dance?" Avril asked him with his big eyes flashing.

Xiuyi replied: "I'm sorry Your Highness, the princess, in fact, I've been thinking about your questions after you said those words to me before."

"You mean you have a way to solve my troubles?"

"Not yet, but I have a recommendation."

"Recommended?" The little princess looked around and waved her hand: "You all stay away from me."

Everyone walked away one after another.

"Say it, Siser Dardanell, I hope you can give me a satisfactory reply."

"There is something about that substitute..." Xiu Yi carefully said: "I suddenly felt that it might not be a very bad idea."

"Is that true?"

"Just make her like a real princess, a real princess who can replace you."

Avril lowered her head: "In fact, she doesn't look very much like me."

The development of the situation is sometimes so strange. When Xiuyi didn't help her, Avril could think of any idea and expect it to be feasible, but when Xiuyi told her that this idea was feasible, she herself felt it was completely unfeasible.

"No need for an elephant, you are you, she is her, and there may not be only one princess in the Lance Empire." Xiuyi replied.

Avril was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"The essence of political marriage is politics, not marriage, marriage means, and politics are the goal. So as long as the political needs are met, it doesn't matter who we marry." Xiu Yi replied: "What the Franck Empire needs is just a decent way to cede the land. To put it bluntly, it is to give them dignity and face. Since this is the case, His Majesty the Emperor may not have to marry his biological daughter, and he can also be a goddaughter, as long as he is a princess. Anyway, the betrothal gifts of the Franck people are fixed."

"I'm afraid the Francks may not be able to accept such conditions. After all, my existence is also part of the Lance Empire's sincerity in proof of peace."

"Your existence is not a guarantee of peace. No princess can bring peace to a weak country. If His Majesty Strick can bear to marry you, then you will be even less able to stop the two countries from going to war in the future. The Francks understand this and just need to give them some benefits and they will agree."

“What kind of benefits?”

"I am not sure about this yet, and I need further contact and understanding. I need to know what they need and what we can give them." Xiu Yi answered honestly.

"What about the other aspects?"

"You also need to do some training for that stand-in. She must act like a real princess anyway."

“How to train?”

"I can introduce you to a good royal etiquette teacher. He happened to be unhappy with his original boss recently."

"Okay, there's no problem with this. But there is a Frank Empire..."

"I will do my best, Your Highness."

"It's better to have a specific plan."

"Then I need some information, information about the Franks. Only by understanding the opponent can you control the opponent, do you think so?"

“When should I do it?”

Xiuyi looked up at the dance and said, "I'm not interested in dancing. If you can give me a quiet environment and let me check the information quietly, then you can do it now."

Avril clapped his hands and the nanny appeared.

"Mum, prepare a room for Cisser Dardanell, and send him all the information about the Francks. No one is allowed to disturb him. Do it now."

"yes."

Xiuyi thought about it and said to Avril seriously: "No matter what, I will do my best to make your wish come true, my princess."

As he said that, he bowed and stepped back.

My wish is fulfilled? Avril smiled bitterly.

Who knows my wishes?

Shuiglair, do you know what my wish is? Where are you...?

Royal's efficiency is indeed very high.

The little princess's nanny quickly prepared a vacant room for Xiuyi and sent a lot of information about the Francks.

"Although I don't think you can help His Highness, I sincerely wish you a way to make the Francks nod. One thing you are right is that the substitute cannot hide it from the Francks' eyes unless they are willing to accept it themselves. So, what else is needed?"

"Clean." Xiu Yi replied: "Absolute purity. When I think, I don't want to be disturbed by anyone."
To be continued...