Entering the city, d'Artagnan and Aramis did not descend from the sky and continued to fly towards the Palace of Versailles, causing the Parisian citizens to exclaim.

"It's the King's Musketeers! His horse is so cool! Dad, uncle, when I grow up, I also want to join the Musketeers and ride such a beautiful horse!" A little boy on the side of the road raised his head and shouted excitedly.

"No problem, your dream will definitely come true!" the little boy's father said, touching his head.

"My dear, you are right." The man next to him, called uncle, echoed softly.

Immediately, the two men looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

Let's not mention how the little boy's "second father" was replaced by his "uncle", let us continue to follow the footsteps of the protagonist D'Artagnan... What? You said you want to know more about the story from Chapter 20 than the plot.

What exactly happened in this little boy's family up to now? Do you even mind if the author writes dozens of chapters about it?

Please, this is not that kind of book, and the author never misses the word count.

I hope readers know that the author is a serious person.

Closer to home, d'Artagnan and Aramis arrived at the square in front of the Palace of Versailles very smoothly without encountering any obstacles.

They originally thought that there would be another wave of ambush in the city, and had already made preparations to break out of the siege. The two of them were not worried that things would get too big and out of hand. In fact, among the nobles in Paris, none of the nobles in Paris knew that the king was on top of his head.

The crown is painted with gold paint on top of green?

Even the king himself knew it clearly.

After all, in the chaotic France of the original work, finding a noble lady without a lover or an elegant gentleman without a mistress is even harder than finding the treasure of the Count of Monte Cristo and the wisdom left behind by King Solomon.

.The nobles have long been accustomed to this kind of sanctimonious life, and everyone tacitly plays the game of "superior people".

The king hopes to have evidence of the queen's affair and use it as a trap, while Bishop Richelieu wants to be the fisherman who manipulates the snipe and the clam to fight. This mission does not involve the superficial royal family ethics at all, but a cover-up.

Political struggles and power games under the wind and snow.

D'Artagnan rode the dragon stallion and descended outside the side entrance of the palace. The queen's maid, Madame Bonacier, had already been waiting for him there as agreed.

D'Artagnan, who had been receiving enthusiastic compliments such as "his horse is so cool" and "his horse is so handsome", has already swelled up. Now that he sees his landlady and mistress looking up at him lovingly, he can't wait to be proud of himself.

The horse's hooves galloped.

He turned over and dismounted, and hugged Madam Bonacier warmly. After a moment, she gently pushed him away and urged in a sweet voice: "Where is the brooch?"

Aramis, who was looking at the two of them with amusement, heard this and stepped forward. Just as he was about to take out the queen's treasure, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

A mixed-race girl with burgundy glasses and black hair was sneaking around behind a streetlight a few meters away and peeping here.

It's that bitch!

Aramis's eyes widened with anger, and he recognized at once the woman pretending to be Mrs. Tracy's niece.

After confessing his secret skills, Aramis was released from the French Supernatural Power Administration. He immediately went to ask Mrs. Tracy why she betrayed him and the method she used to disappear.

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As a result, the other party came up with an alibi with a lot of snot and tears. Combined with the strange situation at the time, Aramis, who was kicked out of the house by his mistress, quickly came to the conclusion that the so-called "niece" had the ability to create illusions or

Dummy’s abilities!

This ability can only last for about ten minutes, fifteen minutes at most, otherwise the other party would not leave so quickly and could continue to delay her for a while. And the scope of her ability is probably not that far away.

Whether it's to trick him out of his skills or to lure him away from the battlefield, the other party is deliberately plotting against him!

Aramis, of course, told these speculations to his two friends, wanting to clarify that he did not abandon his comrades at the critical moment, but that the enemy's methods were actually strange and insidious.

Porthos only thought that he was making excuses, while Athos smiled and remained indifferent.

Aramis couldn't help but become angry, especially when he saw that the two were very amiable to their new friend d'Artagnan, as if an old father took care of his own son, which was completely different from his subtle indifference towards himself, which made him even more alienated.

Since that "niece" is now hiding on the side again, this beautiful queen's maid must also be fake!

It's really cunning enough to arrange a fake maid here to take over the queen's token. We will think that the task has been completed, but in fact, the queen did not get her spirit stone brooch at all and could not wear the brooch to the ball!

Aramis thought he had seen through everything, and then remembered the intimate interaction between d'Artagnan and the fake maid, and he felt very funny in his heart.

It's up to me to help this kid wake up too.

He quickly approached Mrs. Bonacier, but instead of picking out his pocket, he drew out his sword and slashed at the poor woman with a frightened face.

D'Artagnan reacted very quickly, but it was too late to draw the sword again and grabbed Aramis' sword blade with his bare hands.

Blood spilled into the sky.

Madam Bonaciere wailed in pain and collapsed weakly on the ground, her shoulders bleeding profusely. D'Artagnan was unprepared after all. Even if he risked his life to grab the sword with his hands, he would not be able to completely block someone of the same level as him.

Aramis.

Fortunately, as a B-level transcendent, his bones were hard enough and would not be broken by Aramis's sword. At least, his mistress was prevented from being seriously injured.

"You beast, are you crazy!" D'Artagnan didn't care about the injuries on his hands which were covered in blood, he raised his sword and roared at Aramis.

"It didn't disappear..." Aramis looked at the injured Madame Bonacieux, frowning, then turned to look at where Lin Yin was hiding, and found that she had already fled.

Realizing that he had been induced by the enemy and killed the real queen's maid by mistake, he gritted his teeth and said: "How dare you plot against me... Don't even think about escaping again this time!"

Aramis ignored d'Artagnan and threw the jewelry box containing the queen's brooch to Madame Bonacieux who was lying on the ground. He jumped into the air and chased Lin Yin at full speed in the direction of her escape.

Although d'Artagnan was furious, he still understood what was more important to him. He did not chase after Aramis to fight for his life, and quickly checked Madame Bonacieux's injury.
Chapter completed!