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Chapter 372 Prime Minister

The hazy moon halo was passing through the floating clouds, and the bright pure white magic lamp lit up the quiet streets under the night. Except for the city guards that occasionally patrol by, there was no sound around this wide street with ten horses parallel.

The Luxen neighborhood, named after the "Duke of Luxen", is naturally owned by the Prime Minister's residence of the Kingdom of Freya. The powerful Prime Minister Doyle likes a quiet environment, so it is hard to find traces of frogs, birds, or insects singing at night. The expensive magical facilities drive away the noisy creatures, but it is inevitable that it makes the place lifeless.

The Prime Minister's residence is located on the north side of Evening Primrose Avenue in the west of Shangcheng District, just opposite the Duke of Frost Leaf Manor located on Xiyan Flower Avenue in the east of Shangcheng District, as if it also suggests a very different political views and ideas between Prime Minister Doyle and Duke Locke.

Compared with the exquisite manor of Duke Shuangye’s Mansion, the Prime Minister’s Mansion can be described as “shrimp” from the appearance.

A simple three-story building is not even as luxurious and luxurious as some wealthy noble houses in the city. The low stone walls enclose a small courtyard, with neatly decorated lawns and a small flower bed. More places around the mansion are full of free-growing green trees, just as if the land owned by the prime minister's family is only as small as a courtyard area.

Under the night sky, only a dim magic street lamp illuminates a corner of the courtyard, and most parts of the prime minister's mansion are completely immersed in the deep and quiet night.

But almost no one knows that deep underground in this inconspicuous courtyard, there is a unique world.

The brilliant lights will reflect the walls and columns decorated with pure gold, as bright as day, and use the softest fluff of the rabbit human race on the northern plateau to cover every corner of the place.

Priceless paintings are hung on the wall like ordinary decorations; on the sophisticated tapestry produced in the Sophilim Federation, the extraordinary weaving technology tells the distant epic of the Qilan Continent; a huge coral tree from the depths of the Eastern sea stands in the corner of the wall, full of huge and dazzling gems...

The tall stone brick walls and exquisitely carved decorations are as luxurious as the dragon's den that a giant dragon guards the treasure. It is hard to imagine that this is actually built fifty meters underground in Ostia!

What's strange is that in such a magnificent palace, there are very few servants. Occasionally, one or two figures in uniform pass by, but they just greet each other with their eyes, and then hurriedly leave.

"Does go!"

A sudden shout broke the silence in the palace. Before the servant who had just greeted his companions could react, he was pushed to the wall heavily.

"Bang!"

The servant, who was unknown, rubbed the bridge of his nose that had intimate contact with the wall and subconsciously looked at the person who was pushing him. However, the short and fat figure that just flashed through his eyes made him silent and had to lower his head deeply in a hurry to avoid angering the young master who had been increasingly moody recently.

Gaberid walked quickly with a gloomy face, without even looking at the poor servant. He didn't think anything was wrong with his behavior just now. The servants in the prime minister's residence were originally their private property. Not to mention pushing him, even if he was beaten to death, he would not violate any kingdom laws.

Soon, Gaberid came straight to a closed door. He was about to reach out to push the door, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and then retracted his hand and pinched his waist hard.

"Hiss--" The severe pain made tears involuntarily fill his eyes. Before Gaberid could see how heavy he was, he knocked open the door in front of him.

"Sir Father..." The world inside the door was pitch black, and the lights from behind could barely reflect the long-haired carpet woven with golden silk, and Gaberid, who was sobbing with tears.

"What's the matter? Gaberid?" The air was silent for a moment, and a sound full of energy came from the deepest darkness.

"Then... that guy is back..." Gaberid accidentally hit the nose when he hit the door. Now he just got into a perfect crying voice: "I don't know what conspiracy she used, but... he actually made your excellent son lose the election!"

"Are you talking about the girl from the Mykonos family?" Another man's voice came from the darkness. It was obvious that Prime Minister Doyle was not the only one in the room.

"Yes, Mr. Axel." Gaberid was not unfamiliar with the owner of the voice, as if the one who appeared beside his father was taken for granted: "My father, you must think of a solution for me... If you let that guy bully me like this, I... I have no shame to go to school!"

"Well, I understand." Prime Minister Doyle's voice sounded again, but he did not directly agree to Gaberid's request.

"Father...Master Father?" Gaberid couldn't believe it. His father, who had always loved him, did not directly issue orders to help him as usual. He couldn't help but raise his head in disbelief and look into the depths of the darkness - even if he could see nothing except darkness.

"You go out first." The prime minister ordered, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

"This..." Gaberid subconsciously clenched his fists, and the answer he received from his father made him unwilling to accept it at all.

Thinking of the fact that after going to school tomorrow, he would face those devilish purple pupils and the faint sarcasm of his classmates when he looked at him, it seemed as if there were a thousand needles dancing wildly in his heart.

Gaberid bit his lip and was about to say something again, but Mr. Axel's voice came at this moment: "Don't worry, Gaberid. Prime Minister will not abandon you. You have been tired of school for a day, so go back and rest first."

Hearing this, Gaberid's clenched fist relaxed again, and he bowed deeply into the darkness: "I've caused you trouble, Lord Father."

After saying that, the sturdy little boy stepped back out of the dark room and gently closed the gorgeous wooden door. When his face appeared under the soft light again, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed through the narrow little eyes, but no one saw this...

"What a polite child..." Axel exclaimed in the darkness that returned to silence.

"What do you think about this?" Prime Minister Doyle said leisurely.

The reason why this room is pitch black is that when thinking about problems, the Prime Minister prefers to turn off all lights and put himself in darkness - he believes that blocking the interference between vision and hearing can make the brain calm and calm.

"This matter... I have some immature views." Axel replied: "Although the Continental Young Magician Grand Prix is ​​not an important event, it is also an opportunity for the Kingdom to make its mark on the entire mainland stage. I heard that the third lady from the Duke of Shuojin was also selected for this team."

"Then..." Speaking of this, Axel in the dark seemed to frown: "Not only about the two sons of Duke Chiyan, one of them plays in the army, the other one is not a great man, and he has grown up. Among the other three dukes, two of their direct descendants have gone to represent the kingdom to participate, but Gaberid was defeated..."
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