The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

As a noble prince who returned from studying in France, Boguslav is indeed a person who enjoys and exquisite life. When Cheerchen and Fatima arrived at his temporary residence, the prince’s men had already set up tables and chairs on a flat open space. Boguslav was sitting on a long-backed chair with a black wig. Behind him stood a French boy in red and green. The boy was holding a mirror in his hand. The function of this mirror was So that the prince can clearly see the wig behind his head, while pomegranates and pineapples are placed on the table. Pineapple is a tropical fruit, and it is an extremely valuable ornamental plant in the cold countries of Eastern Europe.

Twenty steps away from Prince Boguslav, Fatima who followed Chechen was blocked by Ostrow.

"The prince ordered that he only wants to see Alvar Chechen alone." Ostrow said to Fatima.

But the prince’s butler’s words were not binding on Fatima, and Fatima turned a deaf ear to it, and followed Chelchen forward regardless.

The guards beside Ostrow saw that Fatima treated the prince's order like nothing, and all drew out their swords and guns in indignation.

The conflict between Ostrow and Fatima, Boguslav obviously could hear the movement, but he didn't show any signs, he was still fiddling with his hair.

"Fatima, stay. I'll be fine." Cheerchen said to Fatima. He didn't want to give Boguslav any excuses to deal with himself.

Fatima took a step back at the order, and the guards saw that Fatima finally gave in, and put their knives and guns in their sheaths.

After Cheerchen handed the saber and pistol around his waist to the prince's guard, Cheerchen finally saw Boguslav.

"Praise God." Cheer Chen bent down slightly and said.

"Eternal life."

Boguslav said as he waved his hand to signal the young man to retreat first. The little French servant bent down and backed away holding the mirror in his hand.

Now, only Chechen and Boguslav were left.

"You know? Just now I really thought that one of my guards had a hot mind or was eager to show loyalty to me, and fight with your female guard, so that I would have an excuse to kill you." The first sentence of Boguslav's words was It's frightening.

Cheerchen didn't know how to answer Boguslav's words. He had to say: "His Royal Highness joked."

Boguslav stood up and pulled another long-backed chair from under the table, indicating that Chechen could sit down.

"You are very smart. You came to see me holding the banner of the Laziviu family. Do you think that I would be embarrassed to kill you?" Boguslav said after walking half a circle around the bench.

These two sentences of Boguslav were looking for faults. If Cheerchen said the first sentence consciously forbearance, it would have passed, but when Boguslav said these words one after another, Chechen was also angry.

Chechen thought to himself that he was not a subordinate of the Royal Horse Superintendent, and that Chris's matter was entirely because Boguslav was at fault, so why should he be threatened by this guy.

"His Royal Highness," Cheerchen started to fight back: "If you want to kill me because of Miss Chris, then do it now, why bother to say this. What you did to Miss Chris is right or wrong? I also know it in my heart. I just did what a righteous person should do. If you asked me to beg you for mercy, then you are wrong. I would rather stand and be killed than never Kneel in humiliation."

Cheerchen's words caught Boguslav by surprise. He originally wanted to scare Chechen, how dare he trouble Cheerchen at this time, because he left Miatersk this time to go to Warsaw to plead with King Karl X.

The real identity of that Chris is the former Queen Christina of Sweden. The secret has been informed by the Prince's uncle, the Elector William Frederick, who wrote to him. The Elector also told his nephew: Knowing how the thunder was furious when Christina was almost raped by Boguslav, the king immediately ordered the army to go to assist Yanusz Laziviu’s Kingdom Marshal Blaer Wichensburg to turn around. Go to Miatelsk and capture him before driving. Thanks to his various mediations, Karl X only extinguished the wrath of the thunder and said that he could not attack Miatersk, but Boguslav had to go to Warsaw to apologize to Christina.

In the face of the king of Sweden, even Boguslav had no bargaining capital, so he had to go to Warsaw in person.

Originally, Boguslav met Cheerchen’s mercenary group and called Cheerchen to show his intentions. The prince still dared to treat Christina’s savior. But Boguslav couldn't save face and bowed his head to Chechen, only then did he speak stingingly. But Cheerchen not only was not intimidated~www.wuxiamtl.com~, but sneered, which really made Boguslav lose face again.

But the situation is stronger than that of people, and now Boguslav can only smash his teeth and swallow in his stomach. He smirked and said, "Of course it was my fault. You don't know, that Miss Chris is the former Queen of Sweden Christina, and the current King of Sweden is his cousin and hers. Lovers. Thinking about it now, you are still my savior. If I really did something to Christina at that time, I'm afraid I will be in a different place now."

Most of the words from Prince Boguslav Cheerchen did not hear clearly. There was only one thought in his mind, that is, Chris turned out to be Christina, and King Karl X was Miss Chris's lover.

"Chris is not her real name." Cheerchen suddenly became a little bit sad.

"For you to save me in time, I have written a letter to my cousin, asking him to praise you greatly, in the name of the family." Boguslav threw the "sweet date" to Chechen. But he suddenly found that Cheer Chen was a little absent-minded.

"Head Chechen?" Boguslav called.

"Ah! Is that true? It turns out that Miss Chris is Her Majesty the Queen of Sweden." Chechen was yelled back to God by Boguslav, but he was still in a daze, because this fact was so weird.

"The former queen. The kingdom of Sweden is now His Majesty Karl X." Boguslav corrected.

"Former queen, Christina." Cheerchen repeated.

Boguslav patted Cheechen on the shoulder with satisfaction, as if Cheechen was his closest subordinate.

"Work well under my cousin's hands, and you will have a bright future. Oh, yes. I have a letter here for you to give to my cousin." Boguslav said.