Chapter 1735

"Clang -"

The magic shackles fastened to his wrists made a crisp collision sound under the small action of old Davidson, which made him draw gently from the corners of his mouth.

Not to mention anything else, is the difference in treatment too great? People's princes are just under custody and house arrest. At least they have the right to move in a small range. Why does it directly become imprisonment when they come to him?

But... Okay! At least the Royal prison space in the Norwegian palace is quite large, and as long as he speaks, people can send food for him at any time. At least there is no need to worry about eating, drinking and living here.

But until now, the old bishop has not been able to taste it back.

"Speaking of... My plan can completely throw the whole of Europe into chaos?" he sat on the hard bed in the prison, leaning against the cold wall and pondered, "really? So... Can the plan really succeed?"

At the thought of his desperate strategy, he was affirmed by a prophet. Although he was caught before it was implemented, he was still excited.

It can be said that old Davidson is actually very contradictory.

He was ambitious and dared to leave the magic world on impulse; He is patient and can hide in the Muggle world for many years, just waiting for the opportunity to show his skills; He had more foresight. As early as Voldemort's call for pure blood, he had foreseen that Muggles and wizards would meet again.

But at the same time, he is also very timid. In the face of life-threatening major choices, he always subconsciously retreats, so that he drives himself to a desperate situation.

If he had made up his mind to make friends with Marka when he met her, at least he wouldn't be caught between helbo and Marka again and again.

"Clang!"

Thinking of this, the feeling of chagrin washed away the excitement just now. He pulled the chain between his feet, and then gave a helpless sigh.

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In a room deep in the Norwegian palace, heavy thick cloth curtains cover the external light, and there is no light in the room. Only the half open and half closed door, a little light came in, so that it would not be dark.

In the innermost part of the room, a vaguely visible bed was covered by a black curtain, making it impossible to tell whether there was anyone on the bed.

In the room, it was frighteningly quiet.

At this time, a burst of overlapping footsteps gradually sounded from the outer corridor, and the pace of the visitors was getting closer and closer. Then, with the slight sound of the door being pushed open, more light poured into the room, making the head seem to brighten a little bit again.

"Everyone, wait here for a moment."

Such a sentence rang outside the door, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and then only one person came in slowly from the outside.

It's her, the masked girl in the square.

After stepping into the dark room, she soon walked to the bed covered by a gauze curtain and said softly:

"Ursula, things have been done. Nothing unexpected happened."

As soon as the voice fell, another girl's voice came out of the curtain. It didn't sound much different from the other party. It was the same gentle and calm.

"I see, Safina... It's hard for you."

"It's not hard. Who makes you my sister?"

Safina said, subconsciously holding the mask, and seemed to chuckle. But after that, I heard her say again:

"But Ursula, although I don't agree with the radical ideas of fighting and killing in the organization, do you want me to say that it's not good to lock up the British Prince together? Since he is likely to cause trouble, isn't it very dangerous for him to be outside? We can't guarantee that there are no omissions..."

"But I have promised the queen of England, and she has sent her son as we asked - since she has kept her promise, we can't go back. If we lose our integrity, fate will leave us."

In the curtain, her prophetic sister said this, and then she turned and said:

"Safina, call them all in!"

Although Safina often questioned her sister Ursula's decision, as long as the other party insisted, as a sister, she would eventually listen to her sister's arrangement.

Because before Ursula was not a prophet, she was used to her sister's excellent wisdom. Not to mention that Ursula has awakened the blood of the prophet, and there are obviously few people in the world who are qualified to refute her.

So when Ursula on the bed said she could call people in, Safina put the matter aside and went to the door to call people in.

At this time, it can be seen that the first person to enter the door is the crown prince. He was followed by his father, the current king of the kingdom of Norway.

Unexpectedly, the king came here to see Ursula himself!

"Prophet," soon, the king of Norway came to the bed with a black gauze curtain and said, "it's done. Should you... Go, too?"

"Of course not," Ursula said immediately, "Your Majesty, I know you don't want to be constrained like this. But to be honest, if that halbo comes here, you will certainly need our help. Therefore, I don't think you should try to drive us away. At least you will be safe when we stay here are still alive."

Ursula's words made the king of Norway very unhappy. Unfortunately, what the other party said is indeed the current reality. If the black wizards they brought go, it must be the Norwegian royal family that will suffer in the end.

"I know," the king shook his head, "so how long will you stay here?"

To tell the truth, he has no choice but to take these wizards, especially those who are members of the black wizard organization larger than the Ministry of magic in Norway.

The other party came to the palace and asked him to cooperate, which still meant a little coercion.

On the other side, Ursula on the bed listened to him and said frankly:

"When a person comes back - at that time, I will naturally leave."

"Do you mean... That Marca McLean?"

The prince of Norway was obviously familiar with the magic world. When he heard Ursula's answer, he immediately remembered Maka, which was often mentioned in front of him during this period of time.

Sure enough, Ursula immediately affirmed:

"That's right."