Diffuse gun smoke and spattering sparks filled the room, and a scream suddenly sounded from the door.

The person who was hit fell back screaming, and his unsuspecting companion was hit by him and fell to the ground as well. After the flash of fire from the gun, the room fell into darkness again.

The few people who suddenly broke into the room were shocked by the sudden change at this moment. They didn't expect that the people in the room would be prepared, and they didn't even understand why there would be muskets in this room.

The dull gunfire was extremely loud in the silent night. At the moment the gunfire sounded, the palace that had been sleeping seemed to be completely awakened in an instant.

"hurry up!"

A man groaned, although he didn't know what happened, but it was obvious that the other party had already known their plan before setting this trap.

At the same time, there were rapid footsteps deep in the corridor.

Several people immediately dragged their groaning companions to the other side of the corridor, but when they had just rushed over a corner, they were shocked to find that someone was waiting for them there.

Victor de Conde stood in front of a row of soldiers holding hard crossbows and axes, with a smile on his face that could be explained as gloating.

Next to him, Uliu stood behind him wittily.

This time undoubtedly belonged to the young French aristocracy, and the Moors knew when not to show off.

Looking at the row of soldiers eager to try, Andrés Rogge reluctantly waved his arms. He knew that these Frenchmen were different from the Navarras. They obviously wanted to do something stupid, and then took the opportunity to kill. Of these people.

More and more Navarranians from behind had chased up, and the torches illuminated the entire corridor, allowing the Navarranans who were about to rush to capture the assassin to see the situation clearly.

"They are the assassins trying to assassinate the messenger of the Duke of Rome Thesia," Victor de Conde, who saw the Navarra, gave orders to the guards. "It's a group of robbers and thieves. Let’s kill it."

"Stop!" Andrés Rogge, who was standing among several people, had to yell, then he turned to look at the Frenchman who was blocking his way. "I'm Andrés Rogge and God The messenger of King Gong!"

The Navarreans looked at each other. They only heard the gunshots. When they heard the sound, they saw the Moorish door open and the guard guarding outside was dead.

It's just that now here suddenly I saw several envoys confronting each other in the corridor, and the Navarranians didn't know what to do for a while.

"Then why are you here to attack my friend?" Conde glanced at Uliu beside him. "We all saw what happened. You killed the guard at the door and tried to rush into the room to assassinate the Duke's imperial officer. This should not be what an emissary should do."

Andres Rogge's expression was terribly gloomy, he knew that he should have fallen into the trap of the other party, but he also knew that it was indeed himself who took the initiative to enter the trap.

The other party had obviously guessed what he was going to do, and then set a trap just waiting for him to jump in.

Another rush of footsteps came from a distance, and the guards of the brigade came from the end of the corridor, surrounded by the Queen Akarina and her wife who had not had time to put on their coats and hurriedly in their pajamas.

"What happened?" Although she knew what happened along the way, the queen still asked, but her gaze only looked at Victor de Condé, to André who stood closer. Rogge didn't take a look.

"Your Majesty, I think a terrible murder happened just now."

Conde’s words caused Andrés Rogge to look angry. He knew that the French would definitely take the opportunity to attack him, but he did not expect that the other party would accuse him of murder even though he did.

"murder?"

Queen Akarina showed proper surprise. Her gaze swept across the three people separately, and then finally fell on the face of the French nobleman: "No matter who you want to accuse, this is extremely serious and terrible, so Have you thought about it, General?"

"Of course, this is related to my honor, so I will not joke with it easily," said Victor de Conde, pointing to Andrés Rogge. "This man tried to murder the messenger of the Duke of Rome Thesia. ."

Andres Rogge had completely calmed down at this time, he looked at the French coldly, and was not angry at his accusation.

Because he knew that since the French didn't order to kill them desperately when they first met, it means that things still have a chance to turn, or that they are also scrupulous.

As for the Navarre, it is even more unlikely that he would completely offend his king just because of such a thing.

Sure enough, Queen Akarina frowned and looked at a few people. She didn't continue to question, but once again looked at everyone with a scrutiny gaze, and finally her eyes fell on Uliu's face.

"Prince, can you tell me what happened?"

Seeing the Queen’s obvious warning gaze, Uliu respectfully saluted: "Your Majesty, I think General Kongdai has made it very clear that someone wants to murder me to prevent Romantesia and Navarre. The friendship that is about to be established between the two, even wants to destroy the sacred marriage contract that may be concluded.

A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and Queen Akalina's eyes were fixed on Uliu's face.

Although knowing that his answer angered the queen, Uliu smiled indifferently, and his white teeth appeared in the darkness.

"Your Majesty, General Conde guessed all this, so I was prepared in my room, otherwise I would have been killed now," Uliu ignored the Queen’s silent warning again, but stood aside. Jean Albre said without opening, "Your Majesty, I believe you will make a fair decision."

Andres Rogge's expression changed in an instant, he looked at Queen Akarina, trying to get help from her.

"This is indeed a very severe accusation..." Jean Albre glanced at the Queen Akarina, and saw that the queen had no expressions from others, but it seemed that her husband who knew her knew what she wanted. , Jean Albre already knew what to do.

"Although regrettable things have indeed happened, I think there may be some misunderstandings, and this is enough to shame us all. An dishonorable murder will put us all to shame."

De Condé looked at Jean Albré with a face. He did not expect Albré’s attitude to suddenly become ambiguous. This change is undoubtedly the meaning of Queen Akarina, which made him think that the Navarre would definitely be The French nobleman on his side was both surprised and annoyed.

Uliu watched this scene interestingly.

The dissatisfaction of the young De Condé made her very interesting in his eyes, and the sudden change in Jean Albre's attitude did not make him unhappy.

Uliu never thought that the Navarra would really be on his side.

Just as they hated the Aragonese, the Navarranians also resent the French. Even though Jean Albre is not only a prominent French family, but also a cousin of Louis XII, he will still have his own when it comes to power. Considerations.

Navarre is eager to get rid of Aragon, but he does not want to be taken advantage of by the French.

Uliu dared to break into the palace after considering these.

For Uliu, destroying the union between Navarre and Aragorn would allow his master to obtain sufficient benefits.

In the eyes of Queen Akarina and his wife, France and Aragon, which are full of contradictions, can allow them to survive in the cracks.

And if possible, they don't care about involving Rometesia.

When Jean Albre said those words, Andres Rogge's gloomy face finally showed a smile.

He bowed slightly to the queen in tribute, and then asked in a deliberate tone:

"So, nothing unexpected happened tonight, Your Majesty?"

"Obviously not, do you think something happened?"

The queen said, first looking at the French, then at Uliu.

"Of course, nothing happened." Uliu nodded wittily, and did not forget to glance at the Frenchman next to him.

Victor de Condé looked at these people in front of him with a gloomy expression, he couldn't get used to this kind of scene that was almost blind with his eyes open for a while.

Especially right next to him, the hapless guy who had been hit by the musket was lying on the ground with a silent moan of pain.

But those few people didn't seem to see or hear them at all, even if the blood smell on those people was so strong on this hot night.

"Then, we can all do our own thing," said the queen finally glanced at the Aragonese who was lying not far away because of excessive blood loss, and then frowned at peace. Dries Rogge said, "Maybe you should control your subordinates a little bit, so that they don't run around, at least I don't want to be interrupted to rest another night."

With that said, the Queen glanced at Uliu, who looked respectful and respectful all the time.

Somehow, although Uliu has always been humble and polite, Queen Akarina always felt that the Moor seemed to look at her with an uncomfortable look.

On this hot night, the farce staged in the Pamplona Palace ended silently.

It's just that when Andres Rogge looked at the two people across from him when he left, he seemed to say, "This matter is endless."

Similarly, Queen Akarina, who had left, was also sank after returning to the room.

She walked to the open window and stared at the dark city outside, and did not move motionless for a long time.

Finally, Jean Albre sighed.

"Everything will pass, yes, everything will pass," Albré seemed to his wife, as if to cheer himself up. "Ferdinand is not doing well now. The Sicilian defeated Gonza in Seville. Low, this must be a disaster for him, and the Castilians do not completely obey him."

Queen Akarina slowly turned to look at her husband. She knew that Albrey was right. This was indeed an exciting thing. When she heard the news, she had been so happy and a little gaffe.

It's just that she couldn't realize that joyful mood.

"Those people, they actually use the palace of Navarre as a battlefield where they slaughtered each other."

The queen began to walk back and forth in anger. Sometimes she walked a few steps quickly, and then stopped to twist the handkerchief in her hands tightly, as if she was about to crush all her anger.

"We have to get out of this situation, don't we," Queen Akalina stopped and looked at her husband. "That Moor..."

"Do you believe in that Moor," Jean Albre frowned. "I think that man is more like a liar. I am not talking about his identity, but about his words. God knows how much of his words are true. , And this may also completely offend Ferdinand."

"But at least the future navarre throne will not fall into the hands of Ferdinand so easily."

"But the Duke of Rometesia may also become the King of Castile, so the result will be the same." Albre said grimly.

"It's just a marriage contract," Queen Akarina suddenly interrupted Jean Albre. Seeing that her husband didn't seem to understand, she went on to say "We all know this is just an excuse for alliance, and you don't think that Moore Are people actually very smart?"

"What?" Jean Albreda was taken aback.

"I mean he proposed the marriage, it was the daughter of the Grand Duke of Wallachia," the queen accelerated her pace again, while whispering constantly in her mouth, "Whether what he said is true or false, or purely for sabotage Ferdinand’s plan, don’t you think this is actually a good marriage?"

Jean Albrey's originally somewhat helpless and resentful face slowly showed a contemplative expression. He closed his mouth again when he wanted to say something, but then opened it again, but in the end there was no sound.

"I'm a little bit expecting this to be true now," Queen Akarina seems to get more excited as she thinks about it. "The Grand Duke of Wallachia is said to be a Roman princess, but this is not important. The real key is that although she is The monarch of Laguia, but she is not related to any royal family."

Jean Albre's eyes lit up instantly, and he already knew the meaning of his wife's words.

Although the Grand Duke of Wallachia was crowned the throne because of the Battle of Bucharest and inherited the Principality~lightnovelpub.net~, she is undoubtedly very shallow in both blood and foundation.

Or at least lonely.

If you want to be recognized by other monarchs, you must integrate into the intricate relations of Europe, like the intertwined aristocracy.

To do this, marriage is undoubtedly the best way.

"That Moor, I like him a little bit," Queen Akarina glanced at her husband. "Or, no matter whether his words are true or false, I think it is necessary to respond to the Duke of Rome Thesia. Maybe this idea is very good. Crazy, but what if it comes true?"

Listening to the queen's words, Jean Albre couldn't help nodding silently.

He felt that what his wife said was really reasonable.

At the same time, in another room rearranged by the Navarranians, Uliu was staring at the dark night outside the window in a daze.

It's just that if someone is nearby, you will hear the Moors groaning in a low voice: "What can I do, what can I do, the lord will hang me."