Chapter 3168 The final storm (one hundred and ten)
Chapter 3168 The Final Storm (One Hundred and Ten)
After listening to Elaine's words, the other party showed a "why do you say that too" expression, a little bored, but more of a sad one.
"Does even my elder brother persuade me to do this?" Little Prince Cloval whispered: "But, I can't promise you. This is not [something within my power], and this wish is invalid."
"Why? If you just run away, escape to Great Britain..."
"It's useless. No one can escape." Cloval was obviously just a child, but he showed a mature expression as if he had seen through the world: "In this torrent of history, everyone is helpless. When my father died on the battlefield,
, the fate of Orleans has long been decided. My two brothers and I are too young, and my uncles have been greedily coveting the land and treasures of Orleans. Even now, my brothers and I have regained the support of the people and led the army to fight with our uncles.
Even if they compete with each other, they cannot win. The nobles who hold a large amount of military power and war resources have long been biased towards their two uncles.
You are right, big brother. It is only a matter of time before Orleans is destroyed and my uncle comes to kill me and my brothers. But I cannot escape. If I escape to Great Britain, it will only bring the war to Great Britain and cause them trouble. As long as I have one day
If I am still the heir to the throne of Orleans, my uncles will not stop hunting me. My uncles have always been such cruel people."
This child is obviously just a child, but his thoughts are much deeper than Elaine's.
"What's more, my mother has agreed to remarry Uncle Clotier on the condition that my uncle will not take action against me and my brothers. We also signed a treaty and promised Uncle Hildebert that we would give up the inheritance rights of the Kingdom of Orleans. What we can do
We've already done it. If we just run away now, won't it give our uncles an excuse to hunt us down?"
"They are still chasing you. Weren't there assassins just now?"
"I know. But no one can prove that they were assassins sent by my uncles. Maybe they were Burgundians. Anyway, my uncles will definitely not admit that they sent assassins to kill me."
Elaine fell silent.
"I'm fine, big brother. Really, don't worry about me." Cloval continued: "These things can't be solved by just worrying. Big brother just needs to play with me."
"But this is... too..." Elaine choked and couldn't speak.
Why, such a huge despair, did not crush such a few-year-old child. Does he really understand? All the tragic experiences he is about to face? Why, he still looks at it with those innocent eyes
Elaine. As if all the injustice and misfortune imposed on him by God were just a joke?
Elaine collapsed and tears kept pouring out.
"Don't cry, big brother." On the contrary, the child came over and hugged the white lion boy, touched his head and comforted him: "Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine."
"No... nothing will be fine... you just grit your teeth... and endure it." Elaine whispered: "It's always been the case."
"Then we can only endure it and live in harmony with despair." The little prince smiled.
Half an hour later, when the landboat [Flying Frenchman] started to start its engine and set sail, Elaine also returned to her room feeling lost.
"It's great playing with you. Let's play together next time, big brother." Cloval's voice still echoed in Elaine's mind.
Originally, if it was the former Elaine, she might have snatched the child away at all costs and tried to place the little prince in a safe place to avoid the assassination of Paris and King Soissons. But now Elaine also
I have become more mature, or more rational, and I know that this impulsive approach cannot solve the problem, but will only make everything worse.
What's more, he is going to Atlantis to "die", which is very likely to be a journey without return. Whether he takes the child to Great Britain and then abandons him irresponsibly;
Or taking the child directly to Greenland is not suitable.
Elaine can't even take care of herself, so how can she help others?
Boom. The ship set off. The time was 12 noon, two hours earlier than scheduled. The French have a good characteristic, except for appointments, they are very punctual in other situations. Maybe it is because they are so punctual.
All the passengers had boarded in advance, so the ship would have departed early. Or maybe it was because there were not many passengers taking this ship to Bordeaux in the first place - Montpellier was originally a cargo port and slave market, not something
A particularly famous tourist attraction.
Having said that, why would the third prince of the Kingdom of Orleans come to a city like this? This is obviously not the territory of Orleans, but the territory of the Kingdom of Metz? What’s more, a little further west here is the territory of the Kingdom of Soissons.
This is the territory of Cloval's evil-hearted uncle Clotier. Clotier was able to send assassins to assassinate Cloval so blatantly because it was very close to his territory. Cloval specializes in this kind of territory.
Why do we come here to take risks?
The more Elaine thought about it, the less she understood, and she stumbled back to her room. In the box, Queeg was eating bread with gusto, and a few crumbs fell on the floor.
"You're a dirty, dirty cat." Elaine expressed dissatisfaction when she saw it: "The crew members have all told me not to make the box dirty. This is the condition for me to pack the food back for you. Why are you
You can still eat it, but you are so dirty?"
"Sorry." Leopard finished his lunch quickly: "Clean up now."
"Hurry up, if you are seen, they will drive you off the boat." Elaine threatened Queeg.
"Yeah." Leopard really believed it and started to wipe the floor stained with bread crumbs with paper towels. In fact, he didn't make the floor very dirty, it was just Elaine who was deliberately picky.
The white lion boy looked at the bed again and found a large puddle of water on the bed.
"Did you wet the bed?" He complained.
"Huh?" The cloud-patterned leopard moved its ears in confusion.
"What's with that puddle of water on the sheets?" Elaine added, afraid that Queeg wouldn't understand.
"Your sweat." Leopard replied: "You are unconscious and sweating. I will help you wipe the sweat. But the sheets are still wet."
Elaine's face turned red: "My...huh?"
"What should I do?" Queeg asked again: "Take the sheets for washing? Give them to the crew and apologize?"
"Why do you have to apologize to the crew? I was just sick and sweating..."
"But I sweat a lot." Leopard showed a slightly mocking expression: "It's like wetting the bed."
"Stop, stop talking!" Elaine blushed in shame: "I'll take it, just take it and wash it!"
"Hehe." Queeg smiled evilly: "The young master who wets the bed is very cute."
"You're the one who wets the bed! You're the one who's cute!" Elaine cursed angrily, rolled up the sheets and ran out. This guy Queeg seems to be taking pleasure in teasing Elaine recently, which is really annoying.
When the Yanglu ship was used as a passenger ship, the living facilities were quite complete. In addition to the shower room, there was also a coin-operated laundry room. Of course, most passengers went to the laundry room to wash clothes, like Elaine, who washed bed sheets.
It is true that it is rare. The white lion boy was very worried about being seen washing the sheets - after all, if he came to wash the sheets in broad daylight, he would either wet the bed or wet the bed. If he was seen, he would be unable to argue. So he crept in and found a person in the laundry room.
He quickly stuffed the dirty sheets into a hidden corner and put in a copper coin. Amidst the roaring sound of the washing machine, he breathed a sigh of relief. After that, he only had to wait for the sheets to be washed and dried, and he could quickly wash them.
He took the sheets back and spread them out. Without anyone noticing, no one knew that he had wet the bed - no, it wasn't bedwetting, he just soiled the sheets with sweat.
Tired. He sat on the bench in the corner and wanted to rest for a while. He felt a little sleepy as soon as he sat down. There was a washing machine in the position where he was sitting to block his view. People coming in from the door could not see his figure, which was a precaution.
It's an awkward position. Why don't you just take a nap here and wait for the sheets to be washed?
While he was thinking this, there was a noise outside.
"Can't you just let us handle it? You don't have to do this yourself." A woman's voice seemed to be saying.
"No, those are my underwear, why do I need you to wash them?" a child's voice said, which sounded a bit familiar.
Elaine frowned and couldn't figure out what was going on. At this time, there were footsteps outside and someone came in.
There was the sound of the lid of the washing machine being opened, the sound of coins being inserted, and then the sound of the washing machine rumbling. It was strange that someone was washing clothes at such a time.
"It's all my fault...I drank so much juice..." someone muttered.
When Elaine heard the voice, she poked her head out of the corner and took a look in confusion. The first thing she saw was...a fox tail?
"Ah, brother Elaine." The child also noticed Elaine's presence and turned around and said, "Why are you in the laundry room too? Could it be..."
He glanced at the contents of another washing machine that was running: "Are those sheets?"
"This, this..." Elaine blushed and explained: "No, this is not the situation you imagined. There are very... very complicated reasons for this."
"I understand, the eldest brother did not wet the bed, hehehe." Cloval stuck out his tongue and smiled.
Elaine covered his face. As expected, there was no point in explaining anything. He would definitely continue to be misunderstood.
"Speaking of which, is that thing on the back of your ass...a fox tail?" he asked in a low voice, frustrated.
The kid was stunned for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened and he rushed over to cover Elaine's mouth: "Shh!——"
"Huh?" Elaine didn't understand what was going on and was stunned for a moment.
"Keep your voice down, big brother! If the big sisters outside hear it, they may kill you and silence you!" The child explained in a low voice: "Ahhhhh... I was also careless. Did this reveal my secret? Originally, it was okay.
I thought I could relax a bit when no one is around..."
He turned around and rubbed his butt, and the fox tail disappeared in an instant.
In fact, it didn't disappear. Elaine seemed to be able to feel the existence of the tail. It was just "ignored", that is, it should be visible but could not be seen.
"Illusion?" Elaine felt very strange when she saw this scene, so she asked in a low voice: "...You can't be...not human at all, right?"
"Since you know it, I will confess it honestly." Cloval rubbed his face, and soon his prototype was revealed.
It was a fox man, and it was a blue fox with a very rare fur color. The little fox narrowed one eye and looked at Elaine, showing a naughty smile.
The third prince of the Kingdom of Orleans is actually a fox boy?!