Chapter 1894

Looking at the flustered ministers, Chama guessed their purpose before they asked questions.

But Chama didn't say anything, but looked at these courtiers knowingly, his eyes were as cold as frost.

"General, what is the current situation of the king? We are so anxious to wait!"

"Yeah, we wanted to go in and visit several times, but we were stopped by the general's men. This... what is this for?!"

"General, is the king seriously ill and that's why we're not allowed to visit?"

"That's right, that's right, I heard that it was the horrible Duke Goode who injured the king? Wait, if he makes a comeback, what should we do?"

Facing the inquiries from the ministers, Chama straightened his back and said in a strong voice, "The king was only slightly injured, so don't make wild guesses. As for Duke Gude, the king has already ordered us to continue. Excavate the royal tomb and find the magic weapon that can restrain that demon as soon as possible."

Hearing what Chama said so firmly, although the officials were still puzzled, no one dared to ask any questions.

"In that case, general, please hurry up and discover the royal tomb! The safety of all of us depends on you!"

"Yes, General, since the king is only slightly injured, we can retreat with confidence."

"I also ask the general to speed up the excavation progress and find the magic weapon that can restrain that demon as soon as possible."

The ministers said some compliments again, and then they dispersed.

Chama watched them leave, and was about to leave with them, but saw that Locke, the clerk in charge of the royal library, did not leave.

Locke didn't ask Chama like those courtiers just now, but just stood silently aside.

It wasn't until those courtiers left that he fixed his gaze on Chama and said softly, "The king is seriously injured, isn't he?"

Chama has a rough and resolute personality, is bold and free and easy in dealing with people, and has a sturdy and mighty personality.

Only in front of Locke, he always felt that he could not be full of energy.

Every time Locke's fox-like eyes looked at him, Chama felt that he had nothing to hide, as if all his thoughts had been seen through by Locke.

Just like this time, too.

Chama tried to put off the courtiers, saying that King Dalbe was only slightly injured.

But when he saw Locke's clear star-like eyes, the lies he had just casually slurred in his throat suddenly.

"Uh……"

"Don't hesitate, you know, I'm different from them." Locke took two steps closer to Chama, and the originally tall man was half a head shorter when he arrived in front of Chama.

Obviously Locke was far less tall than himself, but Chama felt that his aura suddenly fell short.

He turned his head away with some guilt, not looking at Locke's bright eyes, "Fortunately, I was just injured and need time to recuperate."

Locke pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of understanding, "Chama, I think you need to go somewhere with me. There is someone who can wake up the king."

Seeing Locke smiling like a fox, Chama still felt a little weak, "Where...where?"

"Great General Chama, are you still afraid that I, a powerless clerk, won't succeed?" Roquerone laughed, "Go to see my mentor, he is the one who asked me to invite you over."

Chama calmed down with some embarrassment. He knew Locke's master Abbott.

Abt is a well-known wizard in country P, but he has retired for many years, and has long been out of the world.

Chama just didn't expect that Abt would be Locke's master.

"Is he your master?" Chama had a straightforward personality, thinking of this in his heart, and asked immediately.

Locke nodded with a smile, "This can't be faked, let's go, General Chama."

Looking at Locke, who is clearly behaving in a graceful manner, Chama always feels like he has been tricked.

Especially when he saw Locke's bright smiling face, it always reminded him of a bad fox who got his way.

Chama hesitated for a while, thinking that Locke's character is well-known throughout the country, and he didn't need to be afraid at all, so he simply agreed, "Okay!"

Locke nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to signal Chama to stand side by side with him, "This way."

Chama did not follow immediately, but staggered half a step away from Locke.

This Locke, who is clearly powerless, always makes him a little resistant.

Although he himself couldn't figure out where this resistance came from.

The weak clerk Locke and the mighty general Chama left the palace one after the other.

Locke's private car was parked outside the palace gate, a royal blue convertible sports car.

Locke opened the door, "General, please."

Chama looked at the elegant convertible with some distaste. He was driving a Hummer with a rough style. He really doubted whether this elegant car would be overwhelmed by him.

He frowned slightly, thinking that King Dalbe was still in a coma, and now was not the time to worry about it, so he had to bite the bullet and sit on it.

Locke waited for Chama to sit still, then started the car and drove off.

Although he looked frail, he drove extremely fiercely, his speed was as fast as lightning, and he quickly disappeared into the boundless night with Chama.

The palace, which was left far behind by the car, was still brightly lit and silent.

The night was getting darker and darker, but Lu Hui'er was still not sleepy at all, holding Dalbe's hand persistently, silently waiting for him to wake up.

Thick clouds are shrouded in the northwest wind of the palace, and no one knows when it will sweep over...

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The night in country F is also as quiet as the sea, with sparse stars inlaid beside the crooked moon, sprinkled with sparse silver light.

In the Lu family's villa, Angela had already fallen asleep, but she was obviously restless and tossing and turning.

Lu Shaohua, who had always been a light sleeper, was woken up, subconsciously embraced Angela, and muttered, "Hey, I'm here, have a good dream."

If it was changed to before, as long as Lu Shaohua's voice sounded, Angela would fall into a deep sleep.

However, it was obviously different tonight. Lu Shaohua's embrace did not make Angela sleep peacefully. Instead, her brows became more and more wrinkled, and the expression on her face became more and more sad.

"Hui'er! Hui'er!"

Angela waved her hands and broke free from Lu Shaohua's embrace. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was having a nightmare.

Lu Shaohua sat up and asked with concern, "What? Did you have a nightmare?"

Angela's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and she nodded with lingering fear, "Yes, I dreamed of Hui'er. She was walking on the edge of the cliff with her big belly, and she ignored me no matter how I called her."

"It's okay, it's just a dream, it's the opposite." Lu Shaohua quickly took out a tissue to wipe Angela's sweat, and comforted her in a low voice, "You must be missing Hui'er, why don't I take you to see her some other day, okay?" ?”