A day later, when Ella came out to meet the groom, the groom was lying on the chair wrapped in a loose bathrobe, savoring expensive wine in a small silver wine glass. His hair was clean and shiny, with a scent of grass, and his eyes were filled with a unique laziness. Seeing Ella coming, he stretched out his hand from the bathrobe, patted the armrest of the chair frivolously, and said with a smile: "Come, come here to sit."

Ella couldn't help but turn her head to look at Amy behind her: "Didn't it mean it's a groom? Did you break his head?"

"No!" Amy defended, "I received him as his Majesty said, but he seemed to have misunderstood something, and it turned out like this."

"Hurry up, come here to sit here!" The groom patted the armrest of the chair even harder, "You tied me up, this is a big deal! Don't say that you are just servants of the Duke of Aquitaine, even if the Duke of Aquitaine comes in person, you dare not... dare not tie me up like this! Come here to sit and make me happy. I can say a few good things to you when I go back, otherwise, I will wait to go back and be dealt with by your master!"

Ella pulled out the sword of her follower, threw it, and hit the back of the chair behind the groom. The groom trembled all over, but saw Ella coming over, lifting one foot, stepping directly on the armrest of his chair, and leaning over with the upper body. The eyes stared at his tongue with awesomeness and licking his lips like a beast:

"That's so hard to coax? Then, if you do it here, no one will find my head."

"She is worthy of being a pirate king."

Amy applauded expressionlessly behind her. She had given up correcting Ella's behavioral style.

"Sea...Pirate King?"

The groom slid down from the chair on the spot and kowtowed repeatedly on the ground.

"Uncle, please spare your life... no, aunt... no, elder sister... no, elder sister, please spare your life!"

"You can spare your life, but you have to exchange it for something."

Ella slapped the groom's face bag with a dagger.

"You are the groom of the Count of Ile-de-France, are you? Send his horse over and put you back."

"The consul's horse? This...this is really impossible."

"Then do you want to die?"

"I don't want to die...but the consul's horse has been out of the stable for a long time!"

Ella and Amy looked at each other.

"His horse is not in the stable? That means he's out? Tell me, what's going on?"

The groom realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Don't be afraid." Ella slashed the groom's neck back and forth with the tip of the dagger. "You're just talking about the maintenance of the horse, and it has nothing to do with the consul. As for what we inferred, what does it have to do with you, right?"

"I...yes, I'm just a horse for the consul. I'm just talking about the situation of the horse I raise... I have two horses in total, one for the consul, and the other for his sister Miss Mary, all of which are ponies from Ireland..."

"Pony?" Amy interrupted the groom, "Why is it a pony?"

"The consul is shorter, about the same height as Miss Mary, so he likes to ride a poncho, which is more convenient..."

"As about Mary?" Ella compared the height of Mary in her memory, "Isn't that a little taller than me?"

"Yes, the consul is just a shorter one... No, I am a groom, I don't know about the consul. I only talk about the situation of the horse... The consul's short horse has been in the stable for a long time. It's not my dereliction of duty, and no one blames me, and I don't know where I went. That's the situation."

A horse-raising man disappeared, but said "it was not my negligence" and "no one blamed him". The meaning was already obvious - this horse was ridden by the Count of Ile de France.

"How long has the horse not been around? Of course, I just asked about the horse's situation."

"It's almost three months. Of course, I'm just talking about the situation of the horse."

Ella took her feet off the chair and waved her hand to signal the groom to leave.

"It's been three months." Amy thought, "No wonder when we arrived in Normandy, the Duke said that the Earl of France might not be in Paris... But what is the situation of that decree? The consul is not here, who dares to issue such decree for him?"

"We have to find out the other people in Versailles to find out the situation."

"How to get in touch with people from Versailles is also a difficult problem..."

"What do they do if they care about so much? They always have to come out? Be at the door, and come out and tie the other one out!"

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Amy looked at Ella speechlessly for a while

"Your Majesty, do you know what you just said?"

"Just like that groom, it's not very effective to tie up and serve with delicious food and drink, and then put on a dagger to threaten it? This is called the unity of kindness and power!"

"Your Majesty! I think you may have any misunderstandings about the kindness and power! And will it be too much to tie up the people of Versailles with great fanfare?"

"Then tie it secretly! As long as you continue to kidnap homeless people under the name of Duke Aquitaine with great fanfare, you can cover up the matter of tying people from Versailles!"

"Your Majesty! Is your thinking flying into the sky??"

But things were settled.

So, the streets of Paris began to stage the following scenes day after day:

A convoy of luxurious carriages rushed to the streets, stopped in front of a dark alley, and jumped out of the carriage, a few big men dressed like turkeys, lifted up their sleeves and stuffed the homeless men hiding in the alley into the carriage.

"This woman is in a good appearance! Take it back and honor it to the Duke of Aquitaine!"

"This man is also pretty! Take it back and honor it to the Duke of Aquitaine!"

"This kid is also in a good looks. Take it back and honor it to the Duke of Aquitaine!"

"The duck in this child's hand... is in a good appearance. Take it back and pay filial piety to the Duke of Aquitaine!"

The big men whistled loudly, fearing that passers-by would not hear these words. They said until they stuffed the carriage and then left in the carriage.

Ella and Amy were lying near Versailles with their horses.

"Someone came out again...Is it someone who just entered?"

"No, there is no such person who entered today. He came out of the Palace of Versailles!"

"Okay, keep up!"

After turning a few turns, seeing that the guards of Versailles could not see it, Ella immediately flew onto a horse and rushed towards the locked target.

"Get out of the way! Don't get in the way!"

Ella hula turned a rope, and when the Pegasus brushed past the target, she threw the rope towards the target-

No surprises throwing a blank space.

Amy threw a fireball at the target speechlessly. Ella turned her head and looked at it, and immediately shouted:

"Not good! Someone here is spontaneously igniting in broad daylight!"

As she said that, she stopped the horse, jumped off the horse, grabbed a large wooden board placed on the street and went up to hit:

"Put the fire! Puff the fire! Puff the fire! Don't scream, I'm going to put out the fire for you, what's wrong with the pain? Not good, why are you knocked out?!"

"Then... take it to the doctor?"

"Yes, yes! Get out of the way, someone faints, don't block the way!"
Chapter completed!