The coffin transporting the Archmage Merlin was escorted by five highly respected knights and their cavalry. Sam Willy also hitched a ride. The survivor's guilt overwhelmed the fat man. It happened that the body also needed to be embalmed, so Sam or

It played a more or less role.

With only two mages left available, the princess's plan to end the war in winter becomes impossible.

"I want to cross the river next week." Victoria crossed her feet. The little girl she once was had two plump and attractive thighs, and a series of associations that followed were enough to send him to the trial stand.

Leon turned sideways to study the structure of the fireplace. If not for the fact that all the people present were women, he would have grabbed a blanket and covered his legs. It had been two days since the attack, and a gust of wind could blow him down even though he was still weak.

"We don't have a fleet. Even if we successfully cross the river, our retreat will be cut off." Everyone understands what Christina said, including the princess.

Victoria stuck out her tongue, revealing the little girl's heart. When she was a child, she always pestered Leon, the elf and Emily to go on adventures with them. This was meant to be a fireside chat after dinner, so the princess had no intention of going on adventures with her.

No pretense, extremely relaxed.

"Miss Carrot, how are you reading the spell book left by Archmage Merlin?" Victoria did not give up completely.

"The strength of the Archmage is far greater than mine, and there are not many people I can understand, Your Highness." Emily admitted honestly.

The Ricks are very poor in field combat. If they break the city wall, victory is only half achieved. The princess is obsessed with the spell of summoning meteorites, so she is willing to risk her entire army to gamble.

"That's it..." After all, she was just a 28-year-old girl, and the princess couldn't hide the disappointment in her tone.

The chat was paused, and everyone was glumly drinking red wine from their glasses. Lyon heard the sound of the guard changing at the door. Even with strict discipline, the people leaving could not control their brisk pace. There were double guards at the main entrance.

The same goes for the back door. Merlin was killed and the assassins were at large. The most affected ones were the Imperial Guards who served as guards. Half of them were during the day and half were at night, so no one could rest.

The princess shook the wine glass in her hand and thought about something. Leon turned back from the fireside and met Christina's eyes. The elf's green eyes not only contained blame, but also a hint of guilt.

It was worth being scratched hundreds of times. He smiled back, but before he could finish his pride, he met Emily's cold gaze, and his smile froze on the spot. Leon wanted to treat the mage equally, but Emily glared at him fiercely.

, rejected his little idea.

Emily and Christina are old friends who have a life-long friendship, but when it comes to relationships, no woman is willing to give in or take second place.

The room became quieter, except for the untimely crackling of firewood in the fireplace.

With the help of the cover of invisibility, the eldest lady easily passed by the yawning guard at the door. Helena pressed the door and tried to push it, but it actually moved. She felt secretly happy in her heart, and pushed the door open to a gap that could be entered. The eldest lady led

Feeling the thrill of being a thief for the first time, he sneaked into Emily's house.

Carlot is such a fool, hum. The large red magic book was placed on the table, with a piece of white paper exposed, which acted as a bookmark. Helena couldn't wait to touch the magic book, which was natural.

Turn to the bookmarked page.

The strong air flow broke through the shackles of the white paper and hit her in the face.

Oops... this was the last word that came to mind before she collapsed.

Where am I? This is the first question that all people who wake up from a coma will think about. Helena is very smart, and the same ceiling allows her to quickly get the answer. The blanket covering her body, and the actual situation of sleeping on the recliner, are

This made her give up the idea of ​​sneaking away. Emily sat on a single chair with the red book on her knees.

The older girl spoke first, relieving the girl's embarrassment.

"Did you know that I was a teacher at the Mage Tower before?" Before Helena could answer, Emily continued, "You are not the first overly curious student I have encountered."

"I'm not your student." The eldest lady got off the recliner.

"Oh? This is the worst apology I have ever heard." Emily closed the book with a bang.

After a brief look at each other, the blond one lowered his head first.

"I'm sorry, Master Carlot." Helena felt uncomfortable all over, as if she had sneaked into her father's study when she was a child and was caught red-handed by him again.

It was rare for the noble lady to give in, so Emily had to be patient. Sam Willie was more suitable than Helena, but with him gone, some things needed Miss Victor's cooperation.

"Come on, Helena, can I call you Helena?" An unnatural smile was the response, and Emily waved her hand, "I'll teach you how to read this paragraph."

She was a dabbler who could only read a few lines of words, and it was too difficult to teach Helena. But she had no choice. Victoria was not only good at being superior, but also knew how to make low-profile requests. The princess's eager expectations,

This forced Emily to thoroughly interpret the master's relics even if her nose was bleeding and she had a splitting headache.

The open magic book was like an unlocked vault, and no mage could resist this temptation. So she didn't pursue Helena, and I'm afraid she would have done the same.

The messenger who persuaded him to surrender brought back a letter written by the Duke. In addition to once again calling for injustice, he also strongly demanded an interview with the princess. The letter was written with great enthusiasm, speaking to His Highness but not to the Princess. He did not even mention the matter of sending an assassin to murder Merlin. Victoria admired it.

The Duke decided her itinerary for tomorrow with just one letter.

How could a majestic princess of a country be overpowered by rebellious vassals? She had to go.

At this time of year, the wind blowing by the water had a strong chill, and the princess wrapped herself tightly in a velvet cloak. She wore a full set of armor and accepted Emily's spell protection early, which was absolutely foolproof. She brought

Leon, Christina, and Ranger Irene were hiding in the small phalanx of the Guards, with their bows and arrows ready, always ready.

What do I have to be afraid of! The princess turned around and nodded to Helena. The female mage raised her hand, and a fireball exploded in the sky. This was her signal to Duke Rick, a naked show of force.

You only have one assassin, but I have quite a few mages.

A sampan came from the pile of warships parked in the middle of the river. The Duke did not bring a horse, which showed his sincerity. But when the boat approached, Leon saw that Geralt did not come with him, and he knew that the Duke's sincerity was

Discounted.

As for Duke Rick's entourage, Leon found a woman with pointed ears among them, and her hand immediately grasped the hilt of the sword. Christina noticed Leon's nervousness, and she leaned over and stroked Leon's hand. Christina comforted Leon with gentle words.

Finally calmed down.

Christina couldn't understand what was so exciting about Leon. Could it be that every compatriot she met was an assassin? Elves are a race that advocates doing as the Romans do. The elf was dressed like an imperial lady, making it difficult for people to see what she was good at. She was black.

Hair is a relatively obvious feature.

"Your Highness..." the Duke shouted exaggeratedly, taking three steps at a time and rushing over to kiss the princess's hand.

"Too close, Duke." Leon took a step forward and stood between him and the princess.

The Duke rubbed his hands nonchalantly, let out a few dry laughs and stopped where he was.

"Are you here to surrender? Duke Rick." Victoria enjoyed Lyon's protection very much. It felt much better than being surrounded by thousands of knights on the top of the mountain, even though they all swore that they were willing to die for the princess.

"I'm here..." The Duke hesitated for a long time and couldn't find the right words, so he simply said, "I'm here to negotiate, Your Highness."

The elf in a low-cut red dress had no interest in human negotiations. Although she was unarmed and not wearing steel armor, her lazy temperament overwhelmed the heavily armed knights around her.

She was very interested in Christina, and she was no less favorable than Christina. The two elves stayed away from the negotiations and looked at each other.

Are you the daughter of King Yan? A question suddenly popped into her mind, but the person asking the question didn't even move her lips. Christina frowned, no one likes to be directly penetrated into the heart.

Forgive me, but I don't want these Thai people to hear our conversation. The black-haired female elf specifically glanced at the Duke. The latter was blushing and was bargaining with the princess for certain conditions. Once the graceful and luxurious appearance was removed, the ruler

Classes are not much different from street vendors in wet markets.

I don't know, no one has ever mentioned it to me.

Oh, it turns out you are more accustomed to using the Thai language, okay then.

The elf smiled, and joyful emotions spread to her simultaneously. Christina felt that she was looked down upon by the other party, but she was also helpless. She was indeed used to speaking Imperial language, but her native language became difficult to understand.

"Your Highness, it is impossible for me to go to the capital to accept an unfair trial when my life is still threatened." The matter that Duke Rick struggled with last time did not fall behind this time. Leon remained calm on the surface, but understood deeply in his heart.

As long as Duke Rick appears at the gate of the capital, an unexpected death is the most honorable ending.

"What if I invite the judge and the bishop here?" The princess took a step forward and her tone was very sincere.

The Duke didn't know how to respond to the unexpected suggestion. He turned to the elf who came with him and wanted to seek advice. Unfortunately, his elf advisor was so obsessed with observing Christina that he fell into a trance.

"What's your answer? Your Excellency?" Victoria didn't intend to give him too much time to think. The princess observed the people he brought one by one, and those pairs of eyes revealed too much information. Duke Rick failed repeatedly.

He could only rely on a despicable assassination to save the defeat, which made him lose a lot of points in front of his men.

If he rejects the princess's proposal, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the vassals who still follow him.

The elf covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice gracefully. The Duke instantly regained his composure, agreed, and proposed that both sides stop hostile military actions.
Chapter completed!