"Dangling"

The magical fetters clasped on the ankles gave a crisp collision sound under the small movement of Old Davidson, making the corner of his mouth lightly.

Not to mention anything else, the difference in treatment alone is too great, right? The prince was only placed under house arrest, and at least the right to small-scale actions was given. Why did he go to jail directly?

But ... well! At least the royal prison space in the Norwegian palace is quite large, and as long as he speaks, people can send food for him to eat at any time, at least there is no need to worry about eating and drinking here.

But until now, this old bishop has not been able to relish it.

"Speaking of ... my plan can bring the whole of Europe into chaos?" He sat on the hard bed in this prison, leaning against the cold wall and wondering, "Really? So to say ... ... that the plan really succeeded? "

As soon as he thought of the strategy he had come up with, he was affirmed by a prophet. Although he was caught before he implemented it, he was still a little excited.

It can be said that the old Davidson is actually very contradictory.

He had ambitions and dared to leave the magic world with impulse; he was patient and could lurk in the Muggle world for many years, just waiting for the opportunity to show his skills; he was more visionary, back in the period when Voldemort called for pure blood to rag It was already foreseen that Muggle and the wizard would reunite.

But at the same time, he was also timid. When faced with a major decision concerning his life, he always subconsciously withdraws, so that he pushes himself to an end.

If he had decided to meet Maca when he saw it, he would not be frustrated again and again between Haierbo and Maca.

"Clang!"

Thinking of this, the annoyed emotion washed away the excitement just now. He plucked the chain between his feet again, and then gave a helpless sigh.

...

In a room deep in the Norwegian Royal Palace, heavy thick cloth curtains blocked the outside light, and there was no light in the room. There was only a half-open and half-closed doorway, and a little light came in, so that it would not be so dark that there were no fingers.

In the innermost part of the room, a vaguely visible bed was covered by a black veil, making it impossible to tell whether there was anyone on the bed.

The room was a little scary and quiet.

At this moment, the sound of overlapping footsteps gradually sounded from the outer corridor, and the pace of approaching came closer and closer. Then, with the slight sound of the door being pushed open, more light poured into the room, making it seem a bit brighter.

"Everyone wait here for a moment."

After such a sentence, the footsteps suddenly stopped outside the door, and then only one person walked in slowly from the outside.

It's her, the mask girl in the square before.

After seeing her stepping into the dim room, she quickly walked to the bed covered by the veil, and then said softly:

"Usula, it's done, and nothing happened."

As soon as the voice fell, another girl's voice came out of the tent, and it didn't sound much different from the other party, just as gentle and calm.

"I see, Safina ... you worked hard."

"No hard work, who made you my sister?"

Safina said, subconsciously supporting the mask, seemingly chuckled. But after that, she heard her say again:

"But Ursula, although I do not agree with the idea of ​​radical killings in the organization, but let me say, lock up the British prince together ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Why not? Since He is very likely to cause scourge. Isn't it dangerous to let him be outside? We send someone to stare, and there is no way to guarantee that there is absolutely no omission ... "

"But I have promised the Queen of England, and she also sent her son over according to our requirements. Now that she has kept her promise, we can't go against it. If you lose your integrity, fate will leave us."

In the tent, her prophet sister said something like this, and then turned to:

"Safina, call them all in!"

Although Safina often questioned her sister Ursula's decision, as long as the other party insisted, as a sister, she would eventually obey her sister's arrangements.

Because Ursula was not a prophet before, she was used to her sister's brilliant wisdom. Not to mention that Ursula has now awakened the prophet's blood, and there are obviously not many people in the world who are qualified to refute her.

So when Ursula on the bed said she could call someone in, Safina put the matter down for a while and went to the door to call everyone in.

At this time, it can be seen that the crown prince entered first. He was followed by his father, the current king of the Kingdom of Norway.

Unexpectedly, the king came here to meet Ursula himself!

"The Prophet ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Soon, the King of Norway also came to the bed with the black gauze tent, and took the initiative to say," It's done, shouldn't you ... also go? "

"Of course not," Ursula heard, saying, "Your Majesty, I know you don't want to be held back like this. But to be honest, if that Haierbo came here, you would definitely need our help. Therefore, I Don't think about you and drive us away. When we are still alive here, you are at least safe. "

Ursula's words made the Norwegian king very unhappy. Unfortunately, what the other party said was indeed the current reality. If the black robe wizards they had left were gone, it would surely be his Norwegian royal family who would suffer.

"I know," the King shook his head. "So, how long are you going to stay here?"

To be honest, he can't get these wizards, especially these are members of the Black Wizards organization larger than the Ministry of Magic of Norway.

And the other party came to the palace and asked him to cooperate, it still had a little coercion.

On the other side, Ursula on the bed heard him ask, when even calmly said:

"When someone comes back, I will naturally leave."

"Do you mean ... that Maca McLean?"

The Norwegian prince on the side was obviously more familiar with the magic world. When he heard Ursula's answer like this, he immediately remembered the Maca that was often mentioned in front of him during this time.

Sure enough, Ursula immediately affirmed:

"Is such that."