Rawls' eyes stayed on the back of the tall guard who left, and the corner of his mouth curled up. Could it be such a coincidence?
These two guards are either Sequence 6 or Sequence 7. In a small country like Ma Xi, the only people who are qualified to be equipped with such guards are members of the royal family Gonzalez and a few big nobles.
But the latter would probably not visit Countess Dorothy Lovelace when she is not at home, and the former is exactly the same, that is, the third heir to the Marcin throne, Rawls's cousin
Carl Gonzalez.
Carl and Jamil are only four years apart. They both lived in the Wende Palace when they were young and were mentored by Dorothy.
As for the possibility that these two guards belong to the Lovelace family, it is too low. With Romit's stone golem that is comparable to a demigod, these guards are of no use at all. Moreover, the concierge is in awe of these two guards.
Color, obviously the latter is external.
After the tall guard came in to report, the short guard looked at Rawls with a scrutinizing gaze. A trace of doubt came to his mind and he asked tentatively:
"Are you from Loen?"
Yes, but I am now sure that you are not a "reader"... Rawls smiled and seemed to be about to nod. He shook his head under the surprised look of the short guard:
"I'm from Lemberg."
"Lundberg?" The short guard frowned, "You don't have Lundberg's accent?"
"Are there any necessary connections between the two?"
Rawls shrugged his shoulders and his eyes wandered into the distance. Jamil had already run over excitedly, waving his arms:
"Hi……"
Just when he was about to call out Rawls's name, he seemed to suddenly remember something and immediately closed his mouth, stopped moving his feet, and almost fell to the ground.
"Long time no see, Jamil!"
Ignoring the short guard, Rawls walked directly in through the door opened by the concierge.
We haven't seen each other for a few months. Jamil has obviously grown up and is taller than Rolls' chin. There is uncontrollable joy in his gray-blue eyes.
"Yeah..." Jamil nodded subconsciously, then immediately came to his side and whispered, "Karl is in there now, you..."
"It doesn't matter, we always have to meet."
Rawls shook his head. Although he wanted Viscount Derian and Crown Prince Maxi to complete the identity separation and then change their appearance, he could not use it to the king, grandfather Orff, who already knew his identity.
He went to meet him with another face. As for his cousin, do you know his identity?
"As long as you don't mention that I'm from Loen."
"Oh well."
Thinking of the two people who were about to meet, the joy in Jamil's heart that his friends were reunited had already been shocked and almost dissipated.
Under the leadership of Jamil, as soon as he stepped into the living room, Rawls saw the handsome young man standing there.
Carl Gonzalez is nineteen years old, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with dark hair, gray-blue eyes, and a warm smile on his face. He wears a carefully modified black shirt similar to Intis style,
Paired with a bright purple vest and a dark purple suit jacket, no accessories were worn.
He took a few steps forward, and the tall guard behind him quickly followed.
"Jemiel? This is..."
"Oh, let me introduce, this is Jeffrey Lister, my friend."
Compared with the last time he ran away from home, Jamil had obviously matured a lot, but his expression was still a little unnatural. He quickly avoided Karl's gaze, turned to Rawls and said:
"Karl, my mother's student."
He didn't mention Karl's identity, and Karl didn't seem to care very much and said with a smile:
"Good morning, Mr. Lister."
"Good morning." Rawls nodded, ignoring the expressions of the guards standing behind Karl.
However, Karl seemed to notice something. He turned to look at his guards, then smiled and sat down with Rawls and Jamil.
The tall guard lowered his head and left the living room area.
Next, the three of them chatted for nearly an hour, and Karl politely said goodbye and left. During the exchange, he did not ask questions about the history of Jamil and Rawls, or their origins. He only talked about his experience of studying with Jamil, and about Ma Xi.
Recent news and some academic issues were discussed.
It has to be said that even if he is the heir of a small country, his training in relevant aspects is not worse than that of Rune. At least Hibbert Hall is not as good as Karl in this aspect.
After Karl left, Jamil no longer used a pseudonym when calling Rawls. He scratched his head and said:
"Rolls, Karl is actually very good. He was forced to come here by his mother, otherwise..."
"I can see..." Rawls winked at Jamil, "Don't forget, I'm a 'lawyer'!"
Rawls had never been worried about the throne of the Kingdom of Marsi. He was only worried about the constraints from Karl, his mother Daisy Lei and others. After all, his identity was still slightly embarrassing in Marsi.
However, after becoming interested in the throne of Loen, especially after Lundborg and his party had just visited Albert Mendoza, the Pope of the Church of Knowledge, the position of Crown Prince Maxi became less important.
It is not safe to use the identity of Crown Prince Ma Xi and son-in-law of Loen to promote Delina to become the queen. At least Lundborg and Segar must be dragged into the water together, so the chance will be greater.
After all, in Maxi, Lemburg, and Sehgal, religious power is greater than royal power. Only the three countries standing on the same front are qualified to bargain with a big country like Loen. And such an opportunity will appear after the war, Fenebot thought.
To get back its own territory, it will take the initiative to attack three small countries.
War is a crisis but also an opportunity.
"That's good."
Seeing that what he was worried about did not happen, Jamil immediately pulled Rawls into the depths of the villa excitedly:
"After I came back last time, my mother transformed Romit again..."
…
Backlund, North District, the reorganized Backlund University of Technology and Technology.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Regarding the mechanical turtle, your report can only be regarded as average, but although the final product is somewhat amazing, it is not realistic..."
In the laboratory, Dorothy held up the mechanical turtle and scolded the two people in front of her mercilessly.
"Your report stated that this thing was made with reference to the steam-powered vehicle, and the goal was to transform the steam chariot based on it. But you abandoned the wheels, and also gave up the tracks and tracks envisioned by Emperor Russell. The gun barrel, which serves as the main energy, chose to imitate the movement of the limbs of a turtle. It used the reserved peephole on the turtle shell to arrange a six-barreled machine gun and a steam high-pressure rifle as weapons...
Are you really sure that this mechanical turtle can still fulfill your vision after it is enlarged to a certain extent? Do you want it to be slower than walking? Such a thing will only become a living target on the battlefield!"
"Haha, Dorothy, don't worry too much, it's just a student's idea..."
The tall old man with a ruddy face on the side used a loud voice to stop the countess's unfinished admonishment. He touched his thick but already white hair and looked away from the report:
"I also don't think that the steam-powered car tycoon can produce what Emperor Russell envisioned. After all, the manuscript has been lost too much."
He is Portland Moment, the president of Backlund University of Technology and Technology. Because he has invented several special alloys, he is responsible for selecting suitable metal armor for steam tanks assigned by the Ministry of Defense.
This was also the first project after the relocation of his laboratory, so he also assigned some tasks to the two newly added experimental assistants.
"Neither Melissa nor Wendy have been exposed to weapons design, nor have they been exposed to war. These omissions are normal. However, I am very curious about why they chose the turtle. Whether the steam tank was designed by the Ministry of Defense or In Emperor Russell's vision, fast movement is the key point, how could you give up on this?"
Wendy, who was tall and had some uneven teeth, touched her head and showed an honest smile.
Knowing that this was not his idea, Dorothy and Portland looked at the girl who was clearly less than twenty years old but dressed very old-fashionedly:
"Melissa?"
"Ah?" Melissa slowly raised her head, her eyes a little red, "I have designed a similar thing before, so..."
It's just that the first thing she designed was a mechanical doll, and that idiot thought it was a turtle.
Portland was stunned for a moment and stopped asking further questions. He motioned to Dorothy, a lady, to persuade her, but found that her eyes had become dark and hollow, and she had lost her spirit.
So he quickly said:
"Okay, let's go back and rest for a few days. We will be busy with other things after that!"
…
"Good morning, ma'am."
As soon as he was pulled into the underground laboratory by Jamil, Rawls, who noticed the changes in the spiritual fluctuations on the stone golem's blue-gray body, waved at him.
"Uh, mom..."
The excited Jamil lowered his head slowly like a flat tire, not knowing whether he was looking at the ground or his own hands.
"It seems that your trip to Lundborg went well!"
"Your Majesty Mendoza wants to be tolerant of me."
Jamil, who had been discouraged just now, jumped up excitedly and asked in disbelief:
"You met the 'Great Master'? When did it happen? Why didn't you take me there?"
You know, to go from Backlund to Lenburg, you have to pass through Masi first.
Although Albert Mendoza is very active among the angels on earth and often participates in various academic conferences, ordinary people have very few opportunities to meet her, at least for Jamil.
When he was born, Dorothy had already arrived in Ma Xi and had no chance to meet the "Great Teacher".
"Next time!"
Dorothy Lovelace, who had descended upon the stone golem, extinguished Jamil's excitement with one sentence:
"If you want to see the king, you can visit Archbishop Bernhard and he will take you there."
Understanding that the other party did not want Jamil involved, Rawls nodded:
"The 'Grand Master' has agreed to my request, but I'm worried that her order has not yet been conveyed here."
"I still have things to deal with." The stone golem turned his head and said to Jamil, "Stay at home recently and don't go out. I will let Romit tell the outside world that you have experiments and homework to do, and you will refuse all visits."
Although Dorothy had a fanatical belief in knowledge and Emperor Russell, she still had enough love for her only son.
Jamil lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.
Rawls had no choice but to leave and visit the Archbishop of Winston, His Excellency Bernhard.
…
Wende Palace.
Duchess Desiree, wearing a gorgeous dress and sparkling jewelry, was sitting on the sofa. Her black hair was tied up, her eyes were closed, and there were faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and forehead. Sitting beside her was her husband, the Earl of Highfield.
, a middle-aged man with wheat-colored hair and gray-blue eyes.
Carl Gonzalez's tall bodyguard lowered his head and reported what happened at Villa Lovelace to the two big shots in front of him.
When he finished his report, he didn't hear any response, and drops of sweat gathered on the tip of his forehead and nose and were about to drip off.
"Where's Carl?"
Desiree opened her brown eyes, her tone full of dissatisfaction.
"Your Majesty, please go see your Majesty."
"Okay, you go down first." Highfield leaned on the sofa and waved his hand.
"Yes." The tall guard, feeling that he had escaped death, quickly left.
"Sure enough, this matter is still related to Dorothy!"
Desiree's towering chest rose and fell as she suddenly stood up, her previous calmness and calmness all gone.
When the news came that Madeleine had a son and was recognized by the "Grand Mentor" as Crown Prince Ma Xi, apart from the shocked ministers, the one who could not accept it the most was naturally Desiree, the former first-in-line heir.
Before Madeleine disappeared, she had never had any other thoughts about her sister. Even after she became the first heir, she didn't have much thought about the throne. In Ma Xi's history, although there were
More than the queen, but only one or two.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. Yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]
Desiree even once mentioned to her father Orff that she wanted her son to directly inherit the throne, but was rejected due to Karl's age and lack of experience.
But now, a person suddenly appeared and was recognized as the crown prince. How could she accept this?
After many investigations, Dorothy came into Desiree's sight, so she asked her son Carl to visit Jamil repeatedly to try to determine the truth.
"I don't think Dorothy caused this." Hayfield looked at the angry wife and spoke in a gentle tone, "You have to know that this was recognized by the 'Grand Master', even if Dorothy was a demigod, it would not be possible.
Contributing to this incident, perhaps there was another hidden reason behind Madeleine's disappearance."
"But His Majesty Albert didn't give any explanation for this!"
Desiree looked at her husband, thinking of her son who almost completely inherited his character, gritted her teeth and said:
"Karl is also your son, and Ma Xi's throne originally belonged to him. Even if there is a secret behind my sister's disappearance, how could he suddenly have a son after so many years? Ma Xi's law will not recognize it!"
"You and I both know that the king's power is incomparable to that of the 'Great Master'."