Listening to the little guy''s abacus and looking at the pink diamond necklace, the one who had found his move and was helplessly looking at his little duck, Clarence couldn''t help shaking his head and laughing.


    This silly girl has no confidence in him and doesn''t trust him.


    Thinking, Clarence hung her eyes and pondered.


    But he raised his eyebrows and smiled a little, and immediately bowed down quickly.


    “……！”


    Pretending to sleep, the little guy immediately noticed this guy''s move. He couldn''t help but amazingly opened his soft eyes and fixed his eyes on the face that was close at hand.


    But the next second, she felt that the familiar, rusty smell bloomed again


    But this time, she didn''t change directly as she did during the day.


    But under the cover of the fishy sweet smell, a deep and heavy sleepiness suddenly rose


    Soon, Xiang Xing closed his soft eyes again and directly slept in the past.


    Hearing the steady, even breathing, Clarence relaxed, slowly raised his head and continued to stare at her deeply.


    After looking at it for a long time, I felt relieved.


    "Good night."


    He smiled and kissed her again.


    Get up and leave and disappear into the rich night.


    ……


    On the other side, in King Los'' palace.


    After examining Marbury''s Franka all night, as soon as he returned to his rest room, he suddenly saw a small round and furry shadow standing by the window.


    "Goo ~ goo ~"


    The little hairball cooed a few times, and Franka reacted. She couldn''t help laughing and walked forward.


    "It''s you, York''s little owl."


    The man smiled and took down a thick kraft paper bag from the back of the pure black fat owl.


    "You''ve worked hard. Go back and repay your master."


    After sending the fat owl away, Franka took the paper bag and sat down at his desk quickly and opened it carefully.


    The paper bag contained a stack of parchment filled with words.


    It was the Archbishop of Marbury who followed the words of the cathedral and the gods to brainwash many believers and record the accounts of the illegally collected high "sacrifice money".


    After reading these records, Franka''s eyes brightened, and she couldn''t help laughing.


    Great.


    With these things, he can legitimately convict Marbury and others... And there are good reasons to make the new Los state separate from the theocratic pope!


    Thinking, Franka couldn''t help shaking her hands excitedly.


    Subconsciously looking out of the window, looking at the rich night.


    "You''ve done me another big favor, York."


    He smiled lightly, but he seemed to think of something, and his eyes flashed.


    Speaking of it, when Marbury was interrogated just now, he kept shouting that the "vampire" he wanted to catch seemed to be the Duke of York.


    Of course, he had heard of the legend of the Duke of York.


    Thinking of this, Franka was stunned, but smiled low and shook her head absurdly.


    Although his "ally" who has been hidden in the dark is also called York.


    But it should be just a coincidence.


    There is no vampire in the world.


    Ten thousand steps back, even if there were, the Duke of York was actually a member of the Kape Dynasty. How could he provide him with the most favorable information to help him successfully capture fernander IV and recover Los?