"The condition we agreed at the beginning was that you give me the princess and I give you the seed of grief."

The girl turned her body gracefully, and a golden light appeared under her thick and shiny bangs: "I am an honest man, sir, but I remember that the terms we had agreed on were not like this. What do you think? Sir Yehill?"

"..." Faced with the girl's questions, Yehill was speechless.

He could find a hundred reasons to argue, but is this meaningful to the girl in front of him?

There is no point in it.

"Now I give you two choices. The first is that this matter ends here. We can think of nothing." The girl waved her hand: "Or, you now find a way to bring the princess. No matter what the solution is, our contract will still be valid."

Sir Yeshire's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, and fought in his heart. To be fair, the Holy Empire treated him well.

"Do you want to die or live?" There are first and second betrayals. When the second time comes, Yehill found that his conscience was not so painful.

"You want to live." The girl closed her eyes and signaled to send off the black-robed creatures nearby: "You want to be complete, alive, and damaged by no more than 2%.

Yehill left, Arnold, the head of the red robe with five hands, walked up, and sighed: "Saint, it's a pity."

"What a pity?" the girl was a little confused.

"Adra, the King of Seven Sharks, has actually been transformed by himself for a long time." Zhengquan murmured to himself, and one of his hands pointed at the corpse that was crushed by the girl next to him: "I really don't understand why he wanted to be a lackey for the stupid Romani descendants?"

"You still have sympathy? Arnold, this is rare." The girl picked up the teacup.

"He controls the divine evolution, not by the power of evolution, which is better than many people." Arnold said seriously, with a faint sadness on his remaining half of the human face: "He is an excellent talent, and he died here without joining us, which is a pity."

"Arnold, if you want to figure out one thing, mortals must have their purpose in doing things." The girl seemed really sad when she saw the head of Zhengquan who was sent to her by the Pope, and said a few more words with a smile: "What do he want? Does the King of Seven Sharks want to become stronger or pursue a higher realm? No no no no~ He just wants safety and glamorous identity, you really can't give this."

"Saint, then what is our purpose for this action? Why don't we awaken him directly, but make a small fuss like this?" Zhengquan's headmaster asked his long-standing questions.

"He can only choose to wake himself up on his own initiative." The girl's face finally showed a very solemn and even a little nervous expression: "He cannot be awakened passively, at least we cannot wake him up."

"What will happen?"

"That's all over. When he wakes up, He will kill everyone, including me, and he will do it himself." The girl seemed to have thought of something very terrible.

“I know Him very much.”

…………I’m the dividing line that I’m using myself…………

In the basement of Mrs. Acorn Hotel, when Sid and others woke up, it was already afternoon.

Sid opened his eyes from his sleep, and he dreamed of the Seven Seals Prophecy. Every time he dreamed of this prophecy, he had a new understanding.

This time it seemed different. After the sewer quarrel, Sid's mentality had changed a little. He could feel his state was even colder, and he seemed not so angry, but it seemed that for everything, Sid could feel that his emotional system was getting weaker.

Whini was not in place, Ferge was still sleeping, and Celisti had already gotten up. The princess had already taken off her hard armor and changed into a simple pearl white rose water droplet dress. She wore home-style flesh-colored long and crystal stockings on her slender and straight legs. Her crystal clear flesh-colored feet curled up slightly, revealing her toes wrapped in hazy bodies from under the skirt.

The princess had already boiled the water. She tied her long silver-white hair into a refreshing ponytail and put it behind her head. When she saw Sid, Celisti's attitude was also cold: "I've boiled the water, and I've cleaned it around."

Sid ignored the princess' apology, walked to the stove and sat cross-legged to make lunch. Although the basement was not very qualified, the simple stewed beef with sauerkraut was still easy to complete: "Where is Wheatie?"

"He saw that I woke up and went out." The princess pointed at the door.

"It's snowing." After waking up, Sid could see from the vents that the white snowflakes outside covered the ground. He sighed softly and sat in front of the big pot on the stove, cooking ingredients.

Celisti was sitting next to him, while Ferge was still sleeping soundly.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the basement was particularly quiet, and only gusts of wind outside could be heard.

The domestic food was bubbling, and it took some time to stew. After experiencing the pain, Sid and Cialist seemed to have nothing to say, and there seemed to be a lot of things waiting for them.

The stiff situation lasted for five minutes, and Celisti finally broke through her pride. She admitted her mistake to Sid: "Sorry, I couldn't handle it well and involved you and your friends."

"We underestimated the extent to which the enemy was crazy." Sid looked at the white smoke coming out of the iron pot, and turned to look at the princess: "Remember why we called Whini and Ferge? We were trying to break through the blockade and shake the current situation."

"In hindsight, the effect was very good, and it was even a little too good."

"Yes, we did this to force the other party to strengthen their determination to take action." Selesti nodded, and she said bitterly: "We are too high-profile, which scares the other party."

"Now I have a question. I have roughly guessed who is the insider among the three." Sid narrowed his eyes: "Did you guess?"

"Who is it? I can't think of it yet." The princess sat sideways with her legs bent.

"Ah, too, Whini and Ferg didn't tell you what they were investigating." Sid suddenly realized that the princess was missing a piece of key information: "But I don't think it's important who the insider is. What's important is how do we turn the situation around?"

"It's no help, wait for death." Ferge's voice came from the other side of the stove, and the dwarf crawled out of the bedding. He yawned: "The enemy is too strong, and he is working inside and outside. How do we fight with each other?"

"We are even harder to find a way out of the city," muttered the dwarf, "Well, at least we have a place to live, a pot, and a meal, thanks to Whini, thanks to the damn Jupiter and His incompetent heavenly church."

"Thank you now, no one can do it." Celisti put his hands on his chest. Although the princess Amethyst's eyes dimmed, something else was rising: "The only thing we can rely on is ourselves, wait for Whini to come back."

After about half an hour, Whini came back, and the Light Elf Sword Saint opened the door casually: "Hey, brothers, guess what happened?"

No one paid attention to him, Whini seemed a little embarrassed, and he immediately said louder: "That's it - nothing happened. The fireworks at the Ritz-Bontaine Manor last night proved to be just a fire. His Highness was safe and sound, but he was frightened and needed a rest!"

"By the way, there is also good news. The Earl of Orlando believes that the city has been infiltrated by the Vajra Cult and is sending people to search for possible Vajra Cult believers! By the way, General Charlie took some new recruits to fight against nearby bandits early this morning. Are you surprised or not?" Wheene excitedly danced and closed the door.

"Is there any news about the great mentor Angelo?" Sid asked immediately.

"No, but according to the induction of the webmaster Egno, there was a big battle outside the city last night." Whini sat cross-legged. When the light elf saw the cooking thing excitedly, she reached out to touch it but was burned. She quickly retracted her hand: "No one knows what the result is."

"Very good, so let's summarize what we encountered this time." Sid stretched out three fingers.

"It seems that the same person who led to the defeat of Friedland's battle, the bloody crime of the Congne Castle, and the devil killed my adoptive parents. This is the first one. This person once tried to attack me and Your Highness, but although he did not succeed, he was not completely exposed. He temporarily lurked, but the arrival of Whini and Ferge made him finally make a decision to take action regardless of everything."

"The court mentor Sir Yeshire is a traitor, but he did not collude with the devil directly, but was involved with other forces. This force is very likely to be the Worship of the Void Sect. This is the second one. In other words, when the Great Mentor Angelo is already in danger, the Worship of the Void Sect did not participate in this attack."

"Before the incident, we found the identity marker of the Beshu Cult in the Castle of Cogne. After we returned, Baron Stefan was assassinated. The three parties performed differently. So on that day, I asked Wine and Ferge to stay in order to monitor their movements. Sure enough, after we left, Wine noticed a small detail..."

"But what I never expected was that Sir Yeshire had betrayed His Highness, and what I did not expect was that this guy not only had the devil's inner connection, but also had a very unusual relationship with the King of Hell, and he could actually summon a whole devil's army."

Sid sorted out the whole thing, and after he finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the princess: "Your Highness, do you know who is that person now?"

Celisti closed her eyes and the princess nodded: "I've guessed it."

"Since I guessed it, there is no need to say it." Sid nodded in pain. He turned his eyes to the snow street outside the vent, with indescribable sadness and bone-like hatred. After a long time, the white-haired boy said: "Your Highness, if Wyne and Ferge try to break through and send you back to Saint White City to state the story, can you bring an army to completely kill this beast?"

"Yes, but not necessary."

The words of the princess shocked the Tianhuixia trio.

Before she could ask why, Celisti signaled them to shut up. This time she came out to practice and experienced countless setbacks and lost everything and almost lost her life. After a night of sleep, the empire princess seemed to have experienced some major changes. Her expression was cold and calm, and a ray of light flashed in her purple eyes: "We have a closer, better choice, Sid, Whini, Ferge, listen to me."

"Sid once emphasized to me that the most important thing about this time is not signing a contract or the truth of defeat, but reorganizing my holy empire's reputation." Celisti took out the map from the space ring and pointed his finger on the map: "We have a better choice, it's here!"

"Go here? Are you sure?" Whini looked at the place where Celisti pointed.

"Are you sure that doing this will not kill us?" Ferge shuddered: "I regret it this time."

"You have tried many times before, my highness, how do you make sure that this will succeed?" Sid was not moved by Celisti's suggestion, and he said coldly: "Don't forget, you have tried many times before, but it was useless at all."

"It will be useful this time, definitely." Celisti was extremely sure. The princess deduced her entire plan deep in her heart, augmenting her voice: "This is not only because I am the princess of the Holy Empire and the biological daughter of the Black Eagle Emperor, but also because of what happened last night, Sid, do you still remember? The slogans shouted by the devils?"

"Power is truth?" Sid recalled.

"No, the previous sentence."

"The enemy is in Ritz-Constant?"

"This is in the name of the Great Lord of Pain - Heima!" Selesti took advantage of the memories to strengthen her self-confidence: "Sid, Ferg, Whini, you have all lived in Ryzlan for a long time, you must have heard of the drama "Hell Expedition", right?"

All three nodded.

"That's right, in fact, that drama is just a castration and cut version of the story." Celisti's eyes emitted a light called "Ambition", and she continued to talk about the topic: "The real story of "The Expedition in Hell" starts from the 4995th year of the Holy Empire."

"In the 4995th year of the Holy Empire calendar, an oracle from Jupiter, the Lord of Heaven, was issued. The holy mission "Hell Expedition" was released. Nine destiny-level great priests accepted this mission... In the end, only three people came back, they were..."

From Cyristi's mouth, Sid and others heard the real original story.

They were quickly attracted by this epic story.

When Cialist finished the whole story, Sid and others had no objection to the princess' proposal.

After the plan was discussed, Celestie thought that Sid and others would act immediately.

But Sid and others did not seem to have planned that way. On the contrary, after discussing the plan, the three of them immediately relaxed and ate with confidence.

After a hot and delicious sauerkraut stewed beef mixed with butter bread, Whini said he was tired and wanted to sleep for a while. Ferg sat down and played with his Cassus box to try his "a great invention again."

Sid took out a book with a super thick cover tied with a golden chain, used the key to unlock the lock, and sat cross-legged on the side and searched for something inside the super large head.

Celisti didn't speak, she just sat next to Sid: "When are you going to set out?"

"Should at least three days, now everyone is looking for us." Sid looked through "Chaos Selection", and his attitude seemed very cold and he didn't even want to say a word to the princess.

"?" Sid suddenly felt a sinking feeling from his shoulders. He turned his head angrily: "The pillow is over there."

"Shut up, keep a little bite!" Celisti's attitude also changed drastically, her tone was very stiff: "It won't be like that! I'm not a wolf, I will eat your meat!"

"I really regret meeting you, my princess." Sid rolled his eyes, but did not refuse: "You are like a burden, and you can't even get rid of it."

Celisti glared at Sid fiercely, feeling dissatisfied with his rudeness. This guy has become like a different person since the sewer came out. His previous attentiveness disappeared and his speech became more and more rude, which made her very uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, the princess' attitude gradually softened. She leaned against Sid's shoulder and turned his head over with both hands: "I was disappointing you. I know you have high hopes for me, and I admit that I didn't do well enough."

"Just not good enough?" Sid's answer was not emotional.

"Start from the beginning, teach me well, okay?" The princess was very serious this time. Her eyes were full of desire for "progress": "Put the relationship between master and servant, let's put it aside first. I don't think I'm qualified to be your master, and we should change the relationship."

"During this time, you should be my tutor. I will listen to you in everything. You teach and I will learn."

"Are you serious?"
Chapter completed!