Facing the pressing question of Prince Richard''s implied threat, abbot Melda changed his face slightly and said:


    "Wise Prince Richard, I remind you that the North County monastery has suppressed the ancient evil for more than 400 years, which is older than the history of the lion heart empire."


    Seeing that Richard was noncommittal, Dean Melda continued to speak generously: "for 400 years, every generation of the monastery has been guarding evil so that it can''t step into the world. You should believe that our generation of nuns can also suppress evil!"


    Prince Richard smiled and said, "really? Melda, your memory may not be very good. I remind you of a name. Farga, do you remember?"


    Dean Melda''s face changed suddenly. The name is a taboo in her heart.


    Prince Richard said leisurely, "Farga, stole the evil soul stone from the North County monastery and successfully took it out of the North County! With such a big problem, you still have the courage to say that you have the ability to suppress evil?"


    "Farga... Has been publicly executed," said Dean Melda, not very confident.


    "Are you still sophisticating?" Prince Richard looked at Gloria: "it happened that the former Knight head of our royal family was in charge of this case. Gloria, tell me the specific situation."


    "Yes, your highness."


    Without expression, Gloria ignored the expectation of dean Melda and said calmly: "although Farga died, the evil soul stone was not recovered, but fell into the hands of an ''outsider''. Because the cross-border teleport has been used, I can''t chase the outsider into his world, and the task failed."


    Prince Richard sighed, "the poison is endless. Farga has been executed, and Gloria has been deprived of the honor of the head of the imperial knight. They all paid a price. However, the outflow of the evil soul stone is rooted in the poor care of the North County monastery! Dean Melda, what else do you have to say?"


    Melda''s lips moved, but she couldn''t say a word.


    "So, I ask you to open the seal of the mausoleum, let us enter the mausoleum and confirm the integrity of the seal... What''s the problem?" Prince Richard pressed step by step.


    Melda said in a deep voice, "as I said before, if your highness wants to enter the mausoleum, you can, but you have to wait until half a month later."


    "Ridiculous! It''s urgent to check the seal. Where can you push and block? To be honest, has the seal been destroyed?"


    Prince Richard slapped the table heavily and said in a harsh voice, "Melda, don''t think that giving you half a month can hide people''s eyes and ears and confuse the public!"


    "No! The seal left by the Lord of light is still intact!"


    Melda said loudly: "Your Royal Highness, the mausoleum has been contaminated by evil energy for many years. It has become an extremely dangerous place and a paradise for all kinds of dead creatures... If you want to go in, you can only ensure your safety when the sealing power is the strongest and the evil energy is extremely weak... That is, half a month later."


    "Joke," Prince Richard snorted and stood up proudly, "are all the strong people in this room furnishings? If you are afraid, I''ll take two guards and go to check the seal together with Gloria!"


    All the leaders in the room turned pale.


    Lord galantis said lightly, "Your Royal Highness, you should know that no one here dares to take this risk and let the direct blood of the tibron royal family die in the north."


    "So you should support me, Lord galantis," said Prince Richard.


    Galantis snorted: "no, I agree with Dean Melda. The Great Mausoleum is there and will not disappear in vain. What does it matter if we wait half a month? The rebels have robbed the capital of the north and are slaughtering nobles loyal to the Empire and causing bloodshed! Every minute of delay will lead to several innocent lives."


    Galantis continued, "since Prince Richard has an army, why not recover the North County? It is not difficult to gather all our strength to recover the North County."


    Prince Richard smiled: "we imperial people have a proverb: only fools will sacrifice for the interests of others."


    Galantis''s beautiful face was covered with frost: "Prince Richard, your words are too chilling for the allies of the Empire. Moreover, I remind you that recovering the north county is not a move of no benefit to you - not to mention the help to the Empire''s strategic level. Just the merit of recovering the capital of the north is enough to make you write a strong sum in your Majesty''s heart and take a solid step in your position as a prince!"


    Prince Richard shook his head: "Lord galantis, when I came to the north this time, my secret task is to investigate the seal of the North County monastery... For me, this is my job. Since I have come here, I must finish this task and then consider other things."


    Prince Richard''s words are also well understood. The emperor of the lion heart Empire sent him to the North County monastery, just like the teacher assigned a topic. Only after completing the task of investigating and sealing can he be considered as qualified and have enough margin to consider other extra points - such as recovering North County.


    In the final analysis, the North County was lost in Arenas''s hands. It belongs to the fief of galantis. It''s also these two who are worried. What does it have to do with him, Richard tibron?


    After knowing this, galantis finally changed her attitude.


    "OK. I hope you can keep your promise, your highness. After completing the task of investigating the seal, go to North County!"


    "So I need your... And the assistance of Lord Carlisle," Prince Richard nodded slightly.


    "As far as we can... We''ll do our best. I''ve made a decision for you, sir Carlisle," said Gladys.


    Behind her, the sword Saint Carlisle, dressed in coarse cloth and slightly closed his eyes, opened his eyes: "my blade is willing to serve you, madam."


    "Dean Melda, it seems that you have no choice now." Prince Richard smiled.


    Standing on the left side of the hall, the solemn imperial guards took a step forward.


    Under the sign of galantis, the seven or eight palace guards of the North Palace on the right side of the hall also took a step forward. Suddenly, the feeling of deterrence was ready to come out.


    Dean Melda was silent for a few seconds.


    "Since your highness insists and has the support of the Lord of the north, I really have no other way to choose. Please follow me."


    Melda turned and walked away. Behind her, the stout aunt sister closely followed.


    Richard and his two leader level personal guards looked at each other, and a strong excitement could be seen in his eyes.