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Chapter 155: Evade framed

Earl Macdonald smiled proudly again, picked up the coffee pot from the table, poured coffee into an empty cup, and said cautiously: "Of course I framed him. This method is fast and effective."

Mrs. Agnes sat on the chair and looked at him curiously, thinking, no one would have thought of this method of framing. Do you think that framing can get rid of the cunning prince? You are so self-righteous.

"Cousin, I know you are thinking, I think I am great." He smiled again, "I have never thought highly of myself, I just think this method is feasible and I will try it. If it can succeed this time, Dak

The Duke will appreciate me more, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't succeed, I will still be a Count."

Agnes heard the sarcasm in his words, and felt even more uncomfortable. She thought to herself, no matter what, I can't let him succeed this time. As long as he fails, my stupidity will not be so obvious.

"Really, then I hope you can succeed~ Just tell me how to do it~" She tried to slow down her tone and tried to restrain her strong jealousy.

Earl Macdonald observed her expression carefully. Although he could still see jealousy, he felt that a little jealousy was okay. After all, she was the daughter of the Duke of Darke and would not do anything excessive.

Maybe it's okay to tell her directly. I'll just listen to my uncle and not let her interfere.

"I just saw some workers building a house on the way to your house. I asked Xium to find out. It turned out that the eldest prince asked them to do this.

So I asked your servants to take the flying elves to the house that was being built. The servants asked the elves to do some damage to the building and push down the piled stone bricks. By chance, I appeared there again and was covered by the stone bricks.

Smashed. In this way, it can be said that it is the fault of the eldest prince. It is all because he found someone to build the house that put me in such danger."

"But your elves don't know my servants at all, how can they listen to them?"

"The elf I brought was too tired and fell asleep in front of the stove in your house, so I had to use your elf. It happens that your elf is very strong and can help."

"But are you sure you can frame him this way?"

"I will also complain to the evildoer first, and immediately go to the king with injuries and witnesses, and add insult to injury by saying that the eldest prince wants to harm me and that there are signs of assassinating the king. When the king is afraid, he will definitely ask his uncle to lead people to kill the king immediately.

If the prince catches him, my uncle will kill him immediately after arriving at Dawn Town without giving him any chance to explain."

"The king must have asked you to take him alive. Will it make the king unhappy if you take his body?"

"There is no need to worry about this. The king already trusted his uncle too much. If my uncle said that he accidentally killed the eldest prince because he tried to kill someone, then the king would also believe it."

"I still have a question. What if the eldest prince goes to the king to explain himself in the meantime?"

"Before we kill him, we won't let him know about it at all. When I get hit later, I will choose a place with few people. Once I am injured, Noli and Xium will separate me and

The passers-by who saw me injured were immediately brought to the king, and those passers-by were witnesses. No one would tell the eldest prince these things, and naturally he would not be able to make any excuses to the king."

"So that's it." Mrs. Agnes rolled her eyes and said, "However, cousin, you are so cruel to yourself that you would rather be hit by a stone brick.

I want to frame the eldest prince even if he is injured. Those rocks are very hard and it hurts just thinking about them. You have to be careful and don’t get hit to death."

"Don't worry, cousin, your servants will be careful, and the flying elves will also be extremely careful."

"Well, I wish you all the best."

In fact, she was thinking in her heart, I want to stop your plan and prevent you from succeeding. Even if you want to get rid of the eldest prince, I should be the one to do it, not you.

Outside the store, Werther and Lina heard their words clearly.

Werther whispered: "In order to silence me in time, he actually thought of such an insidious method."

"However, this framing method is too crude and full of loopholes. How can he be sure that it will succeed?"

"Although it is full of loopholes, he just wants to take advantage of my father's fear of me. If my father treats me like he treats his second brother, then this frame-up method will definitely not work. Coincidentally, my father thinks that I will harm him every day.

This way you can be easily instigated to success."

"That makes sense. I wonder what you plan to do?"

"Let's follow quietly first. I will use magic to try not to hurt Earl Marton. This way he won't be able to frame me."

They waited outside for a while, and after Earl Macdonald and others came out, they followed them.

When they walked to the house under construction, they found a place with few people on the side, where many stone bricks were piled neatly.

Earl Macdonal winked at the servant lying on the roof, suggesting that he could let the flying elves knock down the stone bricks now.

However, he forgot that Aglis was the real master of this flying elf.

Before the flying elf took action, he looked at Mrs. Agnes and saw that she was standing behind Earl Marton and Noli, shaking her head desperately at him.

It was lying on the roof at the moment, with its round eyes open, wondering whether to push or not to push.

He raised his head and looked again, and found that the owner was still shaking his head vigorously and waving his hands.

At this time, it had completely determined its owner's intention, so it stopped pushing the stone bricks and began to rest on the roof.

Earl Marton didn't know about Mrs. Agnes delivering the message to the flying elves. He just wondered why the elves were disobedient.

As for Werther and Lina, who hid behind and watched the whole process, they were even more confused and dumbfounded. Werther had planned to use magic to prevent the stone bricks from falling, and they were already accumulating strength, but they saw this

At this scene, he didn't know whether he should be happy or emotional.

"Why is Alice like this?" Lina couldn't help but whisper, "Don't she also want to get rid of you? Why did she stop the elf from pushing the bricks?"

"I don't know either. Could it be that she feels sorry for Earl Macdonald?"

"I think the look in her eyes when she looked at Madonna was very strange. It didn't look like she was in love, but instead she looked like she was filled with hatred."

"I seem to have felt it too. Wait, could it be that she is jealous?"

They continued to peek.

Earl Marton saw that the elf didn't make any move, and they looked very strange standing here. Passers-by cast doubtful looks at them.

At this time, two workers who came to move stone bricks ran over from the other side of the house. They looked at them suspiciously and left carrying the stone bricks.

When there were no more passers-by, they lay on the roof

The servant said: "This elf is probably dead. When someone comes again later, you can use a stick or a wooden board to push down these stone bricks and hurt me heavily. Then I will tell the king that it was the eldest prince who sent someone."

Injure me, but I won’t expose you, and you’d better cover yourself so that passers-by don’t remember your appearance.”

The servant nodded, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and covered the lower half of his face.

Soon another pedestrian passed by, and upon seeing this, the servant immediately used the wooden board at hand to move the pile of stone bricks. When the stone bricks were about to fall, Werther also gathered his strength and was ready to use magic to prevent the stone bricks from falling.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Mrs. Agnes suddenly ran forward, pushed Earl Marton two meters away, and fell to the ground with him.

Her leg was hit by a stone brick. Fortunately, Werther's magic prevented her from being injured.

Earl Marton was a little hurt from the fall. He raised his arms with a grin and turned his head in confusion. Seeing her proud expression, he seemed to understand something.

"Cousin, did you do it on purpose? Just to prevent me from getting rid of the eldest prince?"

"That's right, I can't let you make contributions to my father, otherwise my father will love me even less!"

Count Madoner looked like he suddenly understood something, and asked angrily: "Could it be that you were causing trouble just now because your elf was disobedient?"

Mrs. Agnes didn't want to hide it from him and said directly: "You guessed it right, I did it."

"You are really mentally disturbed!" Earl Marton endured the pain and stood up quickly, his face very ugly. "Which is more important, your feelings, or getting rid of the eldest prince, don't you understand?"

"You can get rid of the eldest prince anytime, there is no need to do it now." Mrs. Agnes also slowly stood up and looked at him angrily, "As long as you give me some time, I can do it without you taking action!"

"Give you some time? Do you think we have a lot of time!" Earl Madonna looked around and saw that there were no passers-by before he approached her and whispered, "We must hurry up, because he got my uncle and me.

We have to get rid of him before he informs the king! Don’t you think this is urgent?”

After hearing this, Mrs. Agnes suddenly realized, and she felt a little bit regretful. She carefully looked at Earl Macdonald's expression that became terrifying due to anger, and sighed guiltily.

At this time, workers on the other side of the house came to the back to get stone bricks. When they saw this, they immediately ran away. They did not stop until they ran behind the empty house opposite.

"Cousin, the stone bricks have been moved away, and today's frame-up of the eldest prince has been ruined. My uncle will definitely be angry with you." Earl Madonna gritted his teeth and said, "I won't do anything to you, but my uncle will.

Your opinion will become even worse. What you did today will not only be bad for you, but will also make him more disappointed in you."

"I know I was wrong, but you never told me you were so anxious about this before!"

"Even if you are not in a hurry, how can you do this? It's too much. You don't seem to have the interests of the Dark family at heart. All you think about is your own interests."

"Oh, it's useless to talk about it now. What should we do next?"

"I can only think of another way. I will stay in your house for the next few days until I get rid of the eldest prince! Humph!" Earl Marton walked back angrily.


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