Stranger among us

The royal house. The Queen's chambers. The Duke of Normandy was standing and talking about something with the soma queen.

— Your Majesty, in order not to aggravate your health, you should temporarily appoint someone who will announce your instructions.

The Queen is calm.

— I think you're right, William, I'm not getting any younger.

— So, who should they be? — asked the Duke, who already knew the answer.

The Queen thought about it.

— Well, I think it's not worth loading Charlotte and especially Mary yet. As I understand it, you will refuse anyway, so it can be entrusted to Edward or Richard.

The Duke grinned.

— You have always been observant and know me well. And as for Richard, he may have become more responsible abroad, but I don't think he's ready to take on such a responsibility now. Prince Edward is the only candidate.

The queen is already smiling more.

— Well, if you think it's better that way, then so be it.

London. A dead street. The White Dove team arrived at the place of the transaction. Beatrice, getting out of the car, asks.

— And how did you know about the smuggling?

Ange is calm but serious.

— They asked the ancestors of the black lizards.

Once again disbelieving, Beatrice and Chise turned to the Saint.

— Yes, yes, it was. — The saint is handed a suitcase.

Dorothy asks the kid.

— I hope you know what to do.

Glory is uncertain.

— Of course... but it wouldn't hurt to repeat it.

Dorothy sighed and was about to start explaining, but Ange intervened, who gave the key-ball to the Saint, and took the suitcase herself.

— But now everything is clear. — Glory remarked happily.

The team walked down the street and entered a large alley. A second later, there were five people in suits and masks. One of them had a similar suitcase, only twice as large. The man in the middle, apparently the leader of this gang, spoke up.

"He didn't lie, the kingdom really keeps its word.

Everyone listened attentively and behaved calmly, only Beatrice showed a little anxiety.

The leader gave a sign and the man with the suitcase opened it, showing the contents. The case contained two devices similar to a c-ball, only different in that they were larger and emitted light without switching on.

Ange also signaled. Svyat opened his suitcase and froze. Then he quietly called Dorothy over. She looked at the contents and her eyes bulged. Chise and Beatrice turned around while Ange and Charlotte were still standing in front.

Dorothy went up to Ange and whispered something to her. After listening fully, she first looked disapprovingly at Dorothy, and looked at the Saint as if he had done something unimaginably terrible.

The man shouted.

— So what!? Should there be a deal?

There was only silence in response.

— You guys shouldn't upset serious and responsible people.

Two men pulled out pistols.

Ange hesitated a bit and answered.

— There must be a deal.

Chise came over and took the suitcase from the Saint. And at the same moment, she began to move towards the man walking in front of her with the same purpose. They stood in front of each other.

Ange and the gang leader gave the signal and in an instant there was an exchange of closed cases. Chise slowly walked away while the man opened the briefcase. When he saw that there was no money there, he threatened with a gun. At that moment, Chise threw a disposable Saint lamp at him. There was a flash that blinded everyone. Taking advantage of this, the team rushed to the street, only the police blocked the way. Ange took Charlotte and Beatrice with the help of a key ball and took off.

Chise threw the suitcase at them, and she, along with the Saint and Dorothy, ran across the gang. The police were distracted by the flying ones, while the gang leader ordered "fire!". Chise and Svyat successfully repelled the bullets aimed at ni . The gang prepared to go hand-to-hand, but the girls ran past them. The saint flew into the main one, throwing him away and throwing something heavy at him, ran away. The police switched to the gang, tying them up, but the leader who was further away, noticing what the kid threw at him, thought for a while and quickly disappeared.

Among the policemen was Lawrence, who was examining the evidence, saw that there were jars of honey in the suitcase.

The academy. Charlotte's room. Someone knocks on the door, the princess warily opens it. Ange went into the room and they had a conversation with Charlotte.

— well... So what's up with those devices? — Charlotte asked hastily.

Ange in a calm voice.

— They were taken to the headquarters.

— I see... — The princess sighed.

— Only here's what worries me. — Ange was telling.

Charlotte stared in surprise.

— It is not clear how the suitcase with the money turned out to be Saint's things and how the police arrived so quickly.

— Well, you see, I have a delicate question here.

— A-a-and? — Holy was waiting for an intriguing moment.

— Are you by any chance some kind of group there? If yes, then don't think about it, I won't do it, I also still need to keep in touch with people, and if not, then I'm sorry for asking.

— Well, apart from the fact that I sell my stuff, I'm not involved anywhere. — The Saint speaks with a serious face. — and how is Dorothy?

— Listen, the girls are still boring, these recent gatherings of ours are the only ones when they were doing at least something interesting and fun besides studying.

Lawrence was a little pleased.

— Well, then I'm sorry again that I suspected you of something and bothered you.

Lawrence got up and left.

Dorothy is surprised.

— Well done, even I wouldn't have played such a tortured face.

— I didn't play, he just pisses me off. — Svyat answered honestly, throwing the notebook on his briefcase.

An hour has passed. The whole team has already gathered in the room. Charlotte told the audience about the situation with the prince.

Dorothy decided to speak first.

— So he suggested that you overthrow the queen?

Beatrice followed.

— It doesn't sound very family-friendly.

Holy having understood the meaning of the conversation.

— Wait, so what was possible?

Everyone looked at the kid with disapproving eyes. Chise asked.

— And what exactly did the prince suggest?

— He wants to change, in his opinion, the "outdated" system, but in order to do this, the prince said that it was necessary to remove the queen from the throne. Charlotte replied with a hint of sadness on her face.

Ange's mood got worse, but Svyat assumed.

— Did the cavorite "suns" form part of this plan?

Charlotte hesitantly confirmed it.

— What do you mean? — Beatrice asked.

— So now it's clear who switched the suitcases. — Glory said confidently. — and since, according to Lotte, this Redhead has serious plans, it turns out that he ordered those bombs from the theater.

Dorothy with a grin.

— And someone said that he was not interested in espionage cases.

Glory, rocking on her chair.

— Well, what can you do if you don't want to think about it yourself.

Beatrice frowned.

— Mr. Lavigne, you shouldn't give out nicknames in public, especially to the princess, and in general your hypocrisy will prevent you from helping more.

Glory made a serious face.

— I heard your complaint about the "name alteration". — and quietly smiling, he continued. — by the way, you are not the first one who calls me a hypocrite, Beato.

Dorothy got up from her chair.

— For all children, stop quarreling, in an hour we will meet here and go to the royal house.

Half an hour has passed. A car drove out of the garage unnoticed. Beatrice was in her room getting ready to leave. Someone sneaked up on her and turned off the voice box. At the same moment, she was tied to the bed and locked in the room. Walking down the corridor in the direction of the room, Chise saw a stranger, took out a katana and prepared for battle. Jumping on him, she swung her sword, but the stranger in the hood sewed himself up with a revolver and knocked down Chise snog knocked her out with the same pistol. After locking the Japanese woman in the pantry, he continued on his way.

The room of natural knowledge. Svyat was preparing for a sortie. There was a mysterious knock on the door. When the kid heard him, he shouted.

— Come in!

Ange came into the room with a bottle of wine. She put it on the table and offered me a drink. The saint was taken aback by surprise, but after a short thought he agreed. Ange poured the wine into the glasses. They checked out, Glory started drinking and stopped halfway. Ange didn't drink a drop, but she looked at the kid and smiled. Svyat noticed that his notebook was not in place. He laughed and said.

— But you could have just asked.

Ange looked at the glass with a smile.

— It was easier for me to just take the notebook.

The saint finished his glass and spoke in a whisper.

— I didn't meant the notebook.

He stood up and added.

— Well, let me take my leave for this.

The boy fell to the floor like a stone, Ange dragged him to the sofa, put on a hood and went out. She met Dorothy on the way. Ange was already preparing actions against her, but the leader of the squad passed by and said.

— At least let me take you there.

Ange smiled and together with Dorothy they went to the garage. Stephen was sleeping awkwardly in it, and after passing by him, the girls started the car and drove away.