The short man standing next to Alfred almost fell on the road. Even Alfred was shocked: "Is this... Scipio? What did she do on such a high stage?"

"If you don't sit on the stage, your Majesty is worried that she will be snatched to the marriage as the daughter of the Duke of Aquitaine."

Amy's voice came from one side. Alfred followed the sound and saw Amy wearing a civilian outfit, which had been squeezed to him at some point.

"The Hero King deliberately avoided His Majesty's team and arrived half a day later." Amy whispered, "We should not stand here, find another place to talk."

Alfred suddenly realized and gave a hammer: "So that's it. The most dangerous place is the safest place. If you make things so big, you won't be targeted by the Tianfang Church. Such a big event can also provide cover for us. It's worthy of being Scipio, and it's true that it's extremely smart!"

Before he finished speaking, Alfred was kicked by the short man beside him.

"If you like Scipio, how about going to the stage now?" the man whispered, "If you can't go up, I can also use magic to help you."

Alfred smiled awkwardly.

"This is..." Amy hesitated to look at the short man, "Merry?"

Alfred hurriedly made a "shhh" move and nodded at the same time.

Leaving the Knights in place, Alfred and Mellie took Amy around and walked into an unmanned alley. Mellie caught the wind at the entrance of the alley, leaving Alfred and Amy to exchange information.

"This time I visited the Almany Federation in the name of an investigation into the Abraham Orthodox Church, and was welcomed by the local church." Alfred whispered, "According to my observation, the Tianfang Church is already very powerful in the Almany Federation, and many upper-class people have become believers of the church. But strangely, the Archbishop of Cologne, the highest leader of the church in the Almany area, seems to have something wrong and is missing. The believers have not seen him for a long time, and the priests of the church have not mentioned his whereabouts."

"That's a good thing," Amy said. "Where is the consul of the Almany Federation? What's his attitude now?"

"I have not seen him either, although I have visited him three times. There are rumors that he is ill. There are rumors that he is not in Versailles. There are rumors that he is missing, just like the Archbishop of Cologne."

"Is it really missing? We saw the decree he signed in Normandy not long ago."

Alfred shook his head: "I can't be sure. This is a foggy thing, I can't see through it."

"Okay." Amy said, "Your Majesty has come this time to have obtained the support of the Duke of Normandy and other lords. If the consul of the Almany Federation is still in Versailles, he should not dare to refuse to meet."

: "And our support from Britain."

Alfred shook a letter and stuffed it into Amy's hand.

"Whether it is peace or war, it depends on Scipio's next."

Amy put away the letter, then glanced at Mellie who was guarding the entrance of the alley: "There is another thing, Your Majesty wants me to ask Mellie. Can you let her come over?"

"Ain Gail, come here."

Alfred pointed his thumb backwards in Amy's direction, and he took over Meli's class and guarded the entrance of the alley.

The short man came over and a still rough voice sounded from under the wide burqa: "What's the matter? We can't stay on this street for a long time."

Amy took out the bottle of potion and handed it to Mellie. "Do you know this?"

"What is this?" the short man glanced roughly, "Bath water?"

"It is said to be an alchemy potion. It has a powerful effect that can heal no matter how serious the injury is, and it seems to be energy-generating."

"I'm not an alchemist." The short man threw the bottle back to Amy. "Your Majesty doesn't know, and I'm even more unlikely to know. There's nothing else to ask, so I'll leave."

"The raw material may be dragons."

"Long? Is your Majesty healthy now? Or have you had any nightmare?"

"Your Majesty? She didn't drink this potion. She had a contract with Drague, and she had a super healing ability. There was no need to drink this potion."

"I'm not asking this - forget it, there's no need to ask. Anyway, it seems Draguè is fine now."

The short man shook his head and pointed at himself again:

"Draguès is fine, and I am fine. You said the raw materials are dragons, so where do they get the raw materials?"

"You mean," Amy asked cautiously, "Is there only your family of dragons in this world?"

"It depends on what the 'darco' you mean. In the earliest times, we were called 'darco'. This word can refer to our dragons, but it can also refer to some huge snakes and some other monsters. Tiamat is darco, Leviathan is darco, Yumengand is darco, and Hydra Hydra is draco. But they look completely different from us. Moreover, under the attack of the enemy prophets and the antichrist, they are all dead."

"All dead? Isn't there anyone who survived?"

"What do you think of the Antichrist and the Anti-Prophet as? That is a natural enemy. Even if you survive, you can only be their slaves. No, then there is another guy who, although he was severely injured by the Anti-Prophet, I did not confirm whether it was really dead. With its power... Maybe it is really possible to survive until now."

Amy hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

"Kur, the dragon worshipped by the Sumerians in ancient times, is probably the earliest dragon ever. Its name means 'the underworld' and is said to have the power to control life and death - but I don't think it will be related to the bottle of bath water you hold. What's more, you said this thing can be mass-produced."

"Why?"

"Because this is stupid. The exchange of body fluids is the way we sign a contract with people. Only by signing a contract with us can people have a strong recovery ability like a dragon. But this does not mean that as long as I have my body fluids, I can sign a contract with me. Without my consent, even if you drink all my blood, there is no possibility of 'whoever drinks it will take effect on whoever drinks it'. Unless Coul has a broken brain or it doesn't want to live anymore. In short, I don't think your potion will be related to dragons. Maybe it's just an alchemist lying to increase the value of the drug."

As he said that, the short man waved his robe and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a moment……"

"What else?"

"Actually, I have a private matter that I want to ask you..."

Amy touched her nose with a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!