"People's attention is now focused on the war in Pengeo's homeland. This is the best time for us to leave!"

In the cloakroom, the Minister of War put on those slightly sour clothes with the help of a servant. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his own image.

No one, including himself, can connect him now with the inherent impression of the Minister of War.

The butler was on hand to help him handle some details. At this time, the Minister of War acted as the gardener of his own manor.

Looks like he's doing a pretty good job of disguising himself!

"After I leave, things here will be more troublesome for you to keep an eye on. I will contact you immediately when I get there..."

The Minister of War shifted his gaze from himself in the mirror to the butler.

"At that time, you can leave again."

The butler bowed slightly and said, "I know how to do it, sir."

Butlers, especially those in large aristocratic families, actually have family blood.

For example, the chief steward of the royal family is the brother of the former emperor.

The butler in the Minister of War's family is one of his cousins.

Nearly ten years older than him, he was the housekeeper chosen by his father.

Because the housekeeper will be responsible for many private matters of the family, no one can trust it if it is completely left to an outsider who is not related by blood.

In most cultures around the world, recognition and loyalty to bloodline are considered a mainstream view.

In this way, the housekeeper has a lot of power, but will not do anything that harms the family.

The Minister of War was still a little relaxed at this time, "Have you been contacted yet?"

The butler nodded in agreement, "We will leave by boat at eleven o'clock tonight."

"Is there any accident?", he asked again.

In fact, I have repeatedly confirmed several times in the past few days that the servant who left before has left safely.

But he still wanted to confirm again and again. He didn't seem worried at all, but in fact he was still a little scared inside.

After all, as long as he leaves the island, he cannot be sure of his safety.

He has to take responsibility for himself.

The butler answered in the affirmative again, which made the Minister of War breathe a heavy sigh of relief, "Then let's arrange it according to the plan!"

In the evening, at dinner, the eldest son of the War Secretary was slightly worried that the War Secretary had not returned.

After the Queen fled the island, the situation on the island deteriorated instantly.

To use a more popular explanation nowadays, the Queen is no longer controlled by these traitors, and they no longer need to be careful.

Moreover, the Secretary of War also talked about leaving, but he did not show up today, which will inevitably make people feel a little surprised.

"Where has he gone?"

After eating, the eldest son couldn't help but ask, "Didn't we originally plan to leave together tonight?"

The butler who was standing against the wall of the restaurant bowed slightly and said, "You leave tonight. The master will not leave until you are safe."

The children actually didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but their parents understood it.

The eldest son's expression changed slightly, and he clenched his fists subconsciously, "Did something happen?"

The butler shook his head slightly and said, "Nothing happened, please don't worry."

The eldest son wanted to call the Minister of War, but was stopped by the housekeeper. He hesitated and gave up the idea.

In the evening, the whole family was packing their belongings.

The Secretary of War has previously advised that the simpler, the better.

At around nine o'clock, a quarrel broke out in the room in the west corridor on the second floor.

The door was not closed, and the sound of quarrels spread. It probably meant that the wife of the eldest son of the Minister of War wanted to take all her jewelry with her.

Some of those things were purchased by her husband, and some were brought over from her own family, which are of great value.

And many of them are custom-made or antique jewelry. Once lost, there is no chance to get it back.

Near ten o'clock the eldest son, his wife, and their children appeared before the Minister of War.

The eldest son's wife's face was a little red and swollen, and her eyes were also a little red and swollen. She had obviously been slapped and her eyes were red from crying.

She used a lot of cosmetics, but she still couldn't cover it up well. The Minister of War just glanced at it and looked away.

His current identity is a gardener, and servants should not look directly at women for a long time.

The family in front of them did not notice that the Minister of War was standing next to them in his capacity as a gardener.

There are too many servants in the manor. They don't care about a servant's name or what he looks like. That's not what they need to do.

The family and some servants arrived at the beach in two cars.

The person who made the connection had already arrived, and he was a little dissatisfied with the group of people walking around. But after the butler promised, "The car is for you," his dissatisfied face suddenly turned into a full smile!

"These are the people, right?" The smuggler held up a gas lantern and held it up next to everyone's face.

He carefully observed everyone here, trying to find something.

The woman was very beautiful, but she was slapped, but even so she was still very beautiful, but because of the slap, she looked a little... He couldn't put it into words, and he felt itchy in his heart.

The second man looked a little unconvinced. He was in his thirties and was not the person he was looking for.

The third child, this is not the person I am looking for either.

Then came the next servants.

Before getting close, you can smell the slightly sour smell on their bodies. The weather is getting hotter and the climate in Gefra is very humid.

If you don't change your clothes frequently, they will have a sour smell.

He observed everyone, including the Minister of War, and he had to say that the appearance of the Minister of War was very deceiving.

The snakehead took a few steps back with regret, "Take out all the things you carry with you, I want to check them."

He looked at the butler, "If you have weapons on you, it will be dangerous for me."

The butler nodded. Last time he also checked what those people were carrying.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The woman was a little unhappy, but she still took out the box and opened it.

There weren't many jewels inside, but every piece was of fine quality, which made the snakehead swallow twice in a row.

His greedy eyes lingered on the jeweler for a moment, and then he moved away.

The smuggler was very satisfied. There were no weapons, not even knives, which meant there was no danger. He put the people on the boat.

A very ordinary fishing boat, but it has been modified.

On the surface, it looks like a fishing boat and fish cabin, but in fact, there is a separate space in the fish cabin.

"Put your luggage here and let people in."

The smuggler pointed to the deck where the sailors lived. He did not explain why people and luggage were separated.

After a brief deliberation, everyone still did as he said, and then walked into the cubicle one by one.

The space in the compartment is not large, and it is not even high enough for people to stand up. There is room for about a dozen people.

This time it was just them, no one else, and the space was relatively open.

The eldest son of the Minister of War chose to have his wife and children sit near the door, considering the foul air in the compartment.

The air over there is a little better.

Just when they thought the boat was about to set off, the smuggler suddenly came in.

"I promised the gentleman outside to send you away, and I will definitely send you to the location safely."

"I won't cause trouble for you, but I don't want you to cause trouble for me, so I will sit with you."

As he spoke, he sat down closest to the small door. The eldest son of the Minister of War did not want the child to get too close to him, so he could only let the child sit between the couple.

This also made his wife sit with the smuggler.

He originally wanted to sit on the outside, but the space here is very small. After sitting down, it is basically impossible for adults to adjust the seat. At the same time, considering that he is alone and there are all "his own people" here, after doing a "I'm staring at

"You" expression, this is the default approach.

As the speed of the fishing boat became faster and faster, the small door of the compartment was suddenly closed, supposedly to avoid encountering patrols.

The Pengeo people knew that many people were doing smuggling business. They did catch the smuggling business at first, but with the defeat of the local war, they began to seek benefits.

If they can catch a smuggling ship, they can either extort a sum of money or swallow the contents of the ship themselves. This is the purpose of their patrol.

In order to avoid being discovered by these people, this small door to Tibetans needs to be closed.

When it's closed, you can't even notice there's a small door here.

The small space was pitch dark, with only the starlight from some gaps in the wood and the lights from the ship shining through.

The flickering gas lamp made the light sway continuously in this small space.
To be continued...