Prince Henry's head was placed on the table and held in a silver tray.

Next to it was an ordinary tray, on which was a lump of black and foul-smelling things;

"It's cow dung," said Mr. Bader.

"Cow dung?" Karen asked.

"It came out of the mouth of Prince Henry."

Karen looked at Prince Henry's face again, only a little pale.

"I've already cleaned up on him." Bede explained.

"Isn't this destroying evidence?" Karen asked.

"Ah..." Bede hesitated for a moment, then replied, "This is the etiquette among nobles."

"etiquette?"

"In short, even if you are about to starve to death, when you see a table of food, you have to make an expression of disgusting that the tableware is not silver."

"Ah."

"How did you get here?" Karen asked.

"The head was tied to the saddle and the horse, which happened to be a gift from our family to the royal family a few years ago, instinctively took Prince Henry's head and came home."

"So, is this framed?"

"Father is already calling the palace, but it seems a bit too low-level to frame him, and the price is too high."

"I'm not referring to the royal family themselves," Karen explained.

"I understand what you mean, young master, but they shouldn't do this, because the reason why the Gloria family can always sit firmly on the Venn throne is because they won't mess around outside, and they can concentrate on staying at home...cough, Be at ease in being a well-behaved mascot.

Therefore, even if Prince Henry died, it would be difficult to provoke the confrontation between the royal family and the Allen family. They would not be overwhelmed by emotions, because their emotions were used in other aspects. "

Karen remembered that Pu'er also said the same thing as Mr. Bader.

"So, you don't think this is planting?"

"Yes, I don't think so. Maybe the murderer just wanted to wait for an opportunity. It just happened that Prince Henry drank and left the palace. After killing him, it happened that this horse came from our Allen's stable. This head happened to be Into Allen Manor."

"There are so many 'just right'."

"Well, but I think that's how it should be."

At this time, old Anderson rushed in and said to Karen:

"Master Karen, I have already spoken with the official at the palace. The queen was deeply saddened when she heard the news of Prince Henry's death, but she asked the official to convey to us that she thought it was a matter of provoking the royal family and the Ellen family. relational conspiracy attitude."

"Well, it seems that Her Majesty the Queen is still very wise."

"Yes, master, what do you think?" Old Anderson asked.

"I don't know." Karen said honestly, "but you can listen to Mr. Bader's opinion."

Old Anderson looked at his youngest son helplessly and perfunctorily, and asked:

"Then, tell me what you think."

Mr. Bede glanced at Prince Henry's head on the table, shrank his neck in fright, shook his head and said:

"I don't know anything."

"Oh." Old Anderson sighed.

At this time, a servant came to report: "Master, there is another call from the palace, asking you to come over."

"Okay, I'm here." Old Anderson looked at Karen, "Master, I..."

"You deal with this matter first."

"Okay, the attitude and actions of the palace, I will immediately inform you, young master." Old Anderson went out to answer the phone.

Karen covered his nose and walked out. Mr. Bede and Karen went out together.

When I went outside, the air after the rain blew by, and I felt a lot fresher.

There are no servants here, Karen turned to look at Mr. Bede standing beside him, and asked:

"Didn't you do it?"

Mr. Bede also looked at Karen, and said with a smile, "I always thought you did it, young master."

"Really?"

"Really?"

The two nodded to each other, it seems that it is really not.

"I thought it was because he always came to harass Eunice, so you, as a father, let him go..."

Karen made a movement of sliding the knife in his hand, which kind of corresponds to the "image" of Prince Henry at this time.

"Master, I remember confessing to you yesterday that I really don't know how to fight. Besides, Eunice is now your fiancee, Master, and Prince Henry should be the most reason for you to go..."

Mr. Bader did the same thing as Karen.

"How could I do such a thing." Karen shrugged, "It's ridiculous."

"You are the grandson of Master Diss." Mr. Bede reminded, "I believe that my father should be beating drums in his heart at this time, wondering if you did it, maybe after his father finishes answering this call, he will come to attack you .”

"I'm just a servant of God."

"Master Kedis was only a judge for a long time."

Both were silent for a while;

Karen said, "Where are his guards? Oh no, didn't he bring a hundred or so guards with him? Were the guards also killed?"

"That's not the case. The Imperial Guards have already contacted him, and there's nothing wrong."

"Nothing?"

"Because Prince Henry rode out of the palace."

"Well, I know that."

"The Janissaries were also asked to ride with him on horseback."

"Then what?"

"When we first left the urban area and entered the suburbs, more than half of the people were left behind. On the way to the suburbs and continued to the direction of the manor, the remaining half were left behind. In the end, His Royal Highness was very angry and rode his horse into the forest. , when it came out again, there was only one head left."

"What do you mean?" Karen asked puzzled.

"Because the imperial guards of the palace are just to enrich the personal resume, and the number of the imperial guards is sold every year. Usually, businessmen with wealthy families spend money to buy them to add life experience to their children.

So, most of them don't know how to ride horses. "

"In other words, if Prince Henry didn't choose to ride a horse but chose to take a pickup truck, he probably wouldn't have been killed?"

"It should be like this. After all, at least the guards are by his side, so he won't be left alone."

"Then why did he ride?"

"Young people, when they get drunk, they will inevitably do some outrageous things. They want to imitate their ancestors' heroic posture on horses. Although, in most historical periods, the ancestors of Gloria's family were all ridden."

…

"Gloria's little idiot died?" Pu'er asked while eating fried fish.

"Hmm." Karen sat on the sofa, holding a bottle of perfume in his hand, dripping it on the back of his hand, and then gently rubbed it under his nose.

"My God, you actually started to use perfume. Has the life of aristocrats corrupted you so quickly?"

"I was smoked by horse manure, and I don't want to take a bath and change clothes for the time being."

The smell of this perfume is very similar to wind oil, and it can barely be used.

"Well, the smell of horse manure is actually not that bad, especially in my time, before the automobile, everyone used horse-drawn carriages, and we were all used to the smell of horse manure.

So, I still hate the smell of car exhaust, that's heresy! "

"If today's Prince Henry kept up with the times and chose to drive here, he probably wouldn't have died."

"I think what you said meant me."

There is a knock on the bedroom door;

Karen walked over and opened the door. Standing at the door was Borg.

"Master, the royal family is here, led by His Royal Highness Prince of York."

"Okay, I know."

Karen closed the door, and there is no need for him to come forward for the time being.

While chewing the fried fish, Pu'er said, "The Prince of York usually belongs to the crown prince."

"Is the queen 95 years old?"

"Yes, so His Royal Highness is over seventy." Pu'er said, "The newspapers in Ruilan like to tease the age of the Prince of York."

At this time, the sound of a car sounded, but it did not come from the front of the castle, but from the back of the castle.

Karen went to the windowsill, looked down, and saw a motorcade parked there.

Pu'er also jumped onto the window sill at this time, explaining:

"The etiquette of the royal family, when they come to the vassals' fief, they will choose to get off from the rear. According to the ancient tradition, the vassals need to line up in front to protect the royal family, and the royal family dismounts behind the vassals' army. Oh, of course, now I got out of the car.

It has evolved to the present, when the royal team enters the vassal's house, they cannot get off from the front, they have to go around to the back to get off.

Ridiculous isn't it? "

"fine."

At this time, the door of a Santland sedan in the middle was opened, and the red carpet had already been laid in advance.

Immediately afterwards,

An old man in his seventies got out of the car with the help of two servants on the left and right. Seeing his trembling legs and feet, he could not even use a crutch.

Below, the old Anderson led the members of the Allen family to salute the Prince of York, and the old Anderson also stepped forward to greet the Prince of York.

"Looks like they're here for a wedding," Karen said.

"Anyway, the person is already dead." Pu'er was not surprised, "Dead people are of course not as important as the etiquette of the living."

"Is he really here to investigate?" Karen asked.

"I came to express my opinion." Pu'er said directly, "On behalf of the royal family, I came to express my opinion to the Allen family: the royal family believes that the death of Prince Henry has nothing to do with the Allen family.

In addition, this involves another royal family tradition, that is, if a member of the royal family dies abnormally in another place, his funeral must be held in that place, and the body cannot be transported back to the palace.

Originally, the implication was to open up the era. Members of the royal family who died in battle had to fight back and hold funerals in the enemy's territory. Now, it has become the only remaining form. "

"So, the funeral for Prince Henry is going to be held at Allen Manor?"

"Yes, this is another reason why the Prince of York wants to come in person."

Pu'er stretched out his paw and pressed Karen's arm: "It's your professional field."

Karen took Pu'er's claws off, patted his arm again, and reminded:

"Next time, if you don't wash your hands after eating dried fish, don't touch me."

…

"Master, this is a negotiated report." After the meeting with Prince York, old Anderson immediately wrote the report and handed it to Karen for reading.

Very simple three:

The first is that the royal family and the Allen family will jointly issue a statement condemning the assassination of Prince Henry;

The second is that Prince Henry's funeral will be held at Allen Manor, and the date is undecided. After all, the part below Prince Henry's head must be recovered;

The third is that the Allen family will donate all the expenses of the funeral.

"The third, is it a tradition?" Karen asked.

"Yes, young master, it is the honor of the former vassals to donate to the royal family for funerals or celebrations. Now, it is worthwhile to just spend a million reals to turn things around."

"Hmm." Karen knew that the Allen family had no shortage of worldly wealth.

"Is there any clue about the body?"

"Not yet. People from the royal family, people from the local police station, and servants of Allen's family have already sent out many people, and they are still searching."

"Okay, got it."

"Oh, by the way, young master, there is another item that is not written here, that is, in the afternoon, Prince York will pay homage to the ancestral tomb of Allen's family."

"Worshiping the ancestral tomb of the Allen family?"

"Well." Old Anderson considered his words, "Because of a certain ancestor, both parties believe that there may be some blood ties between the Allen family and the Gloria royal family."

"Is it because of Earl Recar?"

"The young master has a deep understanding of the history of the Allen family."

Karen pointed to the painting on the study wall and said with a smile;

"It's you who have always been ostentatious."

Your ancestors dared to draw like this, and your descendants dare to continue to hang like this;

Of course, this is indeed a very honorable thing, look, our ancestors dared to sleep with Her Majesty the Queen!

"Because Gloria IV, who inherited the throne of Gloria III, was born after the queen was thirty, and at that time, there was some relationship between the queen and her ancestors.

It's just that this is still uncertain for the time being, because the queen's husband, Prince Siko, was actually still alive at the time. "

"Okay, I know."

"Then I'll go down and make arrangements. If you feel bored, young master, you can take a walk around and take a look around. Just take it as admiring the customs of other places. After all, the Ruilan royal family has never had a sense of existence."

The Ruilan royal family has been reduced to making money by endorsing various luxury goods, so there is no sense of ceremony and airs left.

"Okay, I know."

"But you still don't want to leave the manor, because you know, the murderer may still be around, if you want to go out for a breath, you can tell me in advance, I will let Mike go..."

"I did not kill Prince Henry."

"Ah...uh...um...young master, you misunderstood, how could I think so, ha ha."

Immediately, old Anderson asked in a low voice;

"real?"

Karen nodded and said, "Really."

"Huh..." Old Anderson let out a sigh of relief, "I see."

"Go ahead, Mr. Anderson."

"Okay, master."

Old Anderson left the study, and Karen stood up and stretched his muscles.

Since I entered Allen Manor, I have never left. Even riding a horse with Eunice is still within the scope of the manor. Old Anderson suddenly asked himself this way before, in fact, as Bede said earlier, in order to test whether it was him kill people.

Karen went to the window and opened it for some air.

At this moment, the sound of climbing came from below.

Karen leaned forward a little, looked down, and found that a little girl about ten years old was climbing the wall. The little girl was wearing a red dress and her hair was exquisitely styled. Most importantly, she wore Wearing several jewels.

It's this kind of thieves' behavior of climbing the wall, which is really inconsistent with her style of dressing and painting.

Karen took two steps back, and by this time the girl had already climbed onto the windowsill.

Suddenly, blue silk threads appeared in the originally opened window and swept towards the girl.

When he entered this study for the first time, Karen asked Alfred, and Alfred scanned with the succubus eyes and confirmed that talking here would not be heard by the outside.

This kind of closure is naturally not due to a simple bell on the desk, but because of the formation in the study.

Anyone who does not walk in from the door of the study and wants to come in from other positions will be repelled by the formation.

However, just when the girl was about to be ejected by the formation barrier, a blue light of the same color was released from her body, which instantly merged with the formation. He fell face down on the study floor in front of Karen.

Karen was stunned. After the purification, he could "see" more things. He found that the light on the girl's body before and the light from the previous window formation were not only the same in color, but also...the attributes were the same.

The two forces of the same attribute did not repel, but showed a kind of affinity.

The attributes of the formations in the Allen family all adhere to the family belief system. After all, those who maintain and repair from generation to generation are members of their own family, and it is impossible to borrow the hands of others, so they are basically two kinds of water and fire.

"Oh...you pull me up!"

The girl held out her hand.

Karen hesitated for a moment, but walked over to grab the girl's hand, and the girl stood up with Karen's strength.

After getting up, the girl patted her clothes and complained: "Oh, I wanted grandpa to tell Anderson to let us go into the study of Allen's house to see the portrait, but grandpa thought it was a shame for us Gloria, so he didn't want to.

Alas, there is no way, I can only climb up the wall by myself, hehe, I knew the formation here would not hurt me. "

Karen stood by and listened to her. The girl should be a member of the royal family, and the grandfather she was talking about should be the Prince of York who came at noon.

The girl looked at Karen, blinked, and said, "Are you the servant in charge of cleaning the study?"

"I…"

"No, you are wearing clothes that cannot be worn by a manservant. Oh, are you from the Allen family? What's your name, handsome little brother?"

"My name is Karen, Karen Allen."

"My name is Judea."

The girl raised her skirts to salute Karen.

"Hello, Your Highness?"

"Little brother, just call me by my name."

With that said, Judea walked to the middle of the study and began to admire the portraits, and finally, she walked to the portrait of Count Recar.

"Hey, I just want to see this painting."

Judea lifted up her skirt in the same way and bowed to the portrait of Count Recar:

"The family belief system awakened in me is not Gloria but the Allen family's, so you are indeed my ancestor."

Karen looked at Judeya and thought: She really came to recognize her relatives.

"Oh, by the way, I'm hungry, handsome little brother, do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes." Karen turned around and picked up his pastry on the desk, but when he was about to deliver the pastry to Judea standing in front of the portrait, he stopped in his tracks.

Because he saw Judea standing in front of the portrait, holding a human hand, gnawing on it like a chicken claw.

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With blood on her mouth, Judea turned to look at Karen, waved her half-eaten palm,

laughed:

"I forgot, I had food with me, and it was my brother Henry's.

My family wanted him to mate with me to breed a new generation who would inherit the belief system of the Allen family, but he actually disagreed, and kept shouting that he could marry Miss Eunice of the Allen family to complete the family’s mission. . "

"Boer!"

Judeya took a bite of her fingers, and the flesh was all in the mouth, leaving only the bones. While chewing, she shook her head and said:

"Hmph, bad brother, you actually despise your own sister."

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