"What? Say it again?" Duke Fumer looked at his second son in shock. "What did you say just now?"

  "Father, Kahn and the Mingxia Princess's team were hijacked outside the city of Hassan..." Vic looked at Duke Fumer with a sad face, "Kahn was killed, and the Mingxia Princess is missing..."

  "Hijacked?! Killed?! Where are the people? Where are our people?! Where are the people from the Knights?! What are they doing?" Duke Fumel was furious.

  "Three of our people survived..." Vic said sadly, "The robbers were a group of mercenaries from Somier, and all the Knights were killed."

  "Somiller!" Duke Fumer said fiercely, "Everyone knows that the Sommillers can do anything as long as they are paid! Who is behind them? Has no one caught them?"

  "Yes. Father, our people said they are too strong." Vic's voice became smaller and smaller, "Kahn..."

  Duke Fumer still refused to accept the fact that his son had died. "Kahn...Kahn..." he murmured, "How could he die outside Hassan City? No, no, did Mingxia know about this? Mingxia..." His mind was in a mess. All his previous shrewdness was disturbed by the death of his eldest son. "What about Mingxia's princess?" He suddenly seemed to remember something, "She just disappeared, right? Her body was not found, right?"

  "Yes, father," Vic replied.

  Fumer sat in the chair with a moody look on his face. This was a person lost in their Elima territory. If they were to investigate Mingxia, they would definitely be involved. He stood up quickly and said, "I have to go to the Pope's Hall." He looked at Vic, "Come with me."

  Duke Fumer seemed to have never experienced any vicissitudes of life. When everyone in the Pope's Hall was still discussing how to respond to Ming Xia, he suddenly said that I lost a son! He looked at those stunned people, trying hard to suppress the inexplicable anger in his heart, "I understand that the disappearance of the Ming Xia princess will cause irreparable damage to the relationship between our country and Ming Xia, but I hope you know that I lost a son, the son who will inherit my title in the future!"

  Everyone fell silent. It was true that Duke Fumer was telling the truth, but compared to the wrath that might come next summer, what did the son of a duke matter?

  Cesare looked at Duke Fumer in silence. Fate was ridiculous. He thought, two consecutive Mingxia princesses disappeared in the Casfania continent. They were both named Jasmine and were related to Fumer. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about who might have done this. However, after carefully analyzing several groups of people, he had no clue.

  The girl named Jasmine was undoubtedly missing, and the people in charge of escorting his knights were also killed. Cesare was surprised that someone could hide this small group of Somiles in the city of Hassan, in the territory of Elima, without making any noise.

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  Who could it be? The Uliana? The Somier? Or the Mingxia rebels? Or more likely the Dragon Clan, and... the Elima?

  But if they were Elimar, there was really no need to gamble Elimar's future here; although Cesare was not satisfied with the current state of the country, he did not want another war at all. Dragon people? Their only reason might be revenge on Elimar, but their queen was going to marry him soon; Mingxia rebels? According to informants, Mingxia rebels were currently attacking Shannan, how could they have the means to plant people in Hassan City? Somier people? Uliana people? Cesare frowned, he couldn't figure it out.

  The Pope spoke up, and ordered his people to thoroughly investigate the matter, and at the same time, they must find the daughter of Emperor Mingxia, alive or dead. He was instructing everyone about this arrangement with a grim face, when suddenly Norbert handed him a note.

  Bergoli IV took a look at the words on the note and his expression relaxed a little. He looked at Duke Fumel and the bishops who were in a panic.

  "You should be thankful." He waved the note in his hand. "Mingxia's rebels have captured Shannan and are now heading towards Shanbei County with all their might. The Emperor of Mingxia can barely take care of himself, so how can he take care of his daughter?"

  Duke Hazaro returned to the mansion with a gloomy face. Danister came up to him and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

  "A big thing happened in the Fumel family. The child Kahn was killed." He said to Danister, "Duke Fumel was furious in the Pope's Palace today. Alas, he is also pitiful. Poor Mariette, I don't know how she is now." Logically speaking, Kahn is also his nephew, but Hasaro and Fumel were not close. Now that this kind of thing has happened, the Duke and the Duchess said that they should at least go to the Fumel family to take a look.

  "What? Kahn died?" Rebecca took two steps forward upon hearing the news. "Doesn't that mean Vic will inherit the title?" The excitement in her voice made the Duke somewhat unhappy. "Rebecca, Kahn is your brother. You should feel sad."

  Rebecca lowered her head and said, "Yes, father."

  Duke Hasaro suddenly looked at Yinge who was standing aside, "Yinge, what are you doing standing there? Come over here." He waved to Yinge, "Kahn and Yaweni have a good relationship. They went to school together. Where is Yaweni? Where did Yaweni go?"

  "Father, Yavni has gone to Karas City and will not be back until tomorrow." Silver Dove replied.

  "Well...get ready and go with us to Fumer's house." Duke Hazaro said, "Where's Lancer?"

  "Lancer is in the house," Danister said. "He has been feeling a little under the weather lately. I will go get him to come along."

  "What's the matter with him?" asked Prince Hazaro. "Has he caught a cold?"

  "Maybe. You know this kid is getting married soon, so he's a bit busy." Danister said, "He's always out doing things and buying things."

  "Ah..." the Duke sighed, "I hope there won't be any complications."

  At night, the city of Elima was completely quiet.

  Yang Liu sat up and looked at Jia Lu with sleepy eyes, "Why are you up?" The silk quilt on her body slipped off, and her naked chest was full of traces of the lovemaking just now. The man was particularly violent and rough, leaving marks on her body.

  Jia Lu was sitting at the table, looking at something. When he saw Yang Liu wake up, he put the thing back into the drawer. "I suddenly remembered something. I couldn't sleep just now, so I got up and took a look."

  "What's the matter?" Yang Liu was breathing weakly. She snuggled into the man's arms and stroked his strong back, which made her feel particularly at ease.

  "This month's account book." Jia Lu hugged Yang Liu and said softly, "Go to sleep." He lowered his head and kissed the woman's hair, and then the tip of her ear.

  Yang Liu laughed softly at the kiss, and she gently scolded Jia Lu, "It's so itchy...you nasty guy." She was too sleepy, so she turned over and fell asleep again.

  But she did not hear the man's sigh in the dark night, so long. He hugged her to himself again, as if he was afraid of losing her.