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Was it possible that the Queen had gained the support of other nobles?

For a moment, the already wavering noble ministers were caught in a dilemma.

There was only one King's seat.

Should they choose the more prestigious Second Prince, or the Third Prince with the Queen as his backing?

Finally, the Queen interrupted the discussion.

She decided to handle the King's funeral arrangements first, and then decide on the succession to the throne.

As the crowd dispersed, Second Prince Jesibel quietly arrived outside the room where Rhode was.

"Your Highness!"

The knight guarding the door revealed a look of confusion upon seeing Jesibel's arrival.

"I would like to ask Grand Knight Rhode a few questions."

Jesibel's handsome face was as calm as usual.

The two knights nodded and opened the door.

Although they were nominally guards, no one was foolish enough to think they could guard the man who had slain a giant and easily killed Byron, the kingdom's First Knight.

After all, this was a genuine Grand Knight.

Jesibel walked into the room, and frowned involuntarily at Rhode's smiling face.

Closing the door behind her, she questioned him with a serious tone.

"What do you want me to do!"

"So, you admit your identity?"

Rhode got up and walked to Jesibel's side. The werewolf's sense of smell was acute, so he could smell many things that humans could not.

Like a woman's scent.

Although it was faint, and masked by strong perfume, making it somewhat pungent.

He could easily distinguish that special scent exclusive to women.

"..."

Jesibel was silent, not speaking.

Rhode smiled slightly and patted Jesibel on the shoulder.

Although he didn't know what this woman's purpose was, what other ambition could she have besides vying for the throne by disguising herself as a man?

King!

Jesibel's eyes lit up slightly, but then dimmed somewhat.

"It's impossible. The Queen has already won over Baron Tadis. If there are no accidents, the throne should fall to my brother."

Although many ministers and nobles had privately expressed their willingness to pledge allegiance to her.

However, in terms of numbers, they were definitely no match for the Third Prince, who had the support of both Tadis and the Queen.

Those noble ministers who had once sided with Prince Byron would definitely choose to support the Third Prince, who had a greater advantage, under such circumstances.

Unless someone came forward and eliminated the Third Prince.

Only then would she have a chance to inherit the throne.

However, even if such a thing were possible, she would never do it.

That was her bottom line.

"What if the Queen was the one who killed the King?"

Rhode's tone was playful as he looked at Jesibel, who had an incredulous expression.

"Impossible...."

Jesibel wanted to say something, but Rhode directly threw a memory stone at her.

Memory stones were a common alchemical tool, and their effect was very simple.

That was, to replicate what happened in a certain area.

Jesibel caught the memory stone with a puzzled look, and two scenes immediately appeared before her eyes.

One was of the Queen's maid handing a potion bottle to the physician.

The other scene was of the physician pouring the powder from the potion bottle into the King's medicine.

The King was fed the poison, and then struggled in agony and died.

Now that he knew the Queen's plan, how could he not take the opportunity to leave evidence?

Once the scenes recorded on this memory stone were exposed, the Queen would be in trouble.

Although it was just a maid, it could not be determined that all of this was instigated by the Queen.

However, once this suspicion arose, the Queen's idea of making her son the King would be in vain.

Given the importance that the aristocratic class placed on honor and reputation, the slightest blemish would be enough for a prince to lose the support of the vast majority.

After all, if this matter were to spread, the impact on the Kingdom of Auston would be enormous.

At that time, the only remaining Second Prince, Jesibel, would become the only choice.

"What do you want?"

Jesibel gripped the memory stone in her hand, her eyes filled with excitement.

"What belongs to me."

Rhode still had that harmless smile.

To directly plot against the Kingdom of Auston would make his purpose too obvious, so he would start with a barony first.

It wouldn't be too late to slowly annex the entire Kingdom of Auston.

With this handle in his hand, he could eat off this princess for the rest of his life.

Although he didn't know why she was so determined to become the King, it was easiest to control people with ambition and obsession.

On the contrary, those who were without desires were the most difficult to deal with.

Jesibel was silent for a moment upon hearing this, the division of a barony.

The area of the Kingdom of Auston would shrink by at least a quarter or even a third.

When the giant's heart was offered as a reward with a barony, no one had ever thought that someone would actually be able to find the giant, let alone slay the giant and seize the giant's heart.

As a result, someone just happened to complete this seemingly impossible task.

However, she seemed to have no choice now.

"I promise you!"

When Jesibel said these words, she seemed to have lost all her strength.

"There's one more small request. Can you let me see your original appearance?"

Having received the answer he wanted, Rhode was in a good mood.

Looking at Jesibel's handsome face, he suddenly had a strong sense of curiosity.

Although he had caught a glimpse of Jesibel's body, the time was too short to take a closer look.

He only remembered that it was big and white.

Very beautiful!

She was a woman whose appearance and figure were in no way inferior to Queen Karina, and who even had more potential for development.

Jesibel frowned, but did not refuse.

Anyway, this guy already knew her secret, and there was no point in continuing to hide it.

Jesibel slowly took off the exquisite bracelet on her wrist, and her originally masculine features became soft and beautiful. Her golden short hair also turned into waist-length hair.

Suddenly frowning, Jessica reached out and unfastened the armor in front of her chest.........

Duang!

A pair of astonishing behemoths popped out of the armor.

No, it should be said that they crashed down.

The strong sense of imagery made Rhode unable to help but think of a picture.

A girl holding her chest, smashing it on the table.

"Whew!"

Jesibel flicked her golden hair, which was as dazzling as gold. Underneath her thin white inner shirt, the huge soft ribs were about to burst out as she swayed.

No, it should be said that they had already come out.

Looking at Jesibel's relaxed face, Rhode couldn't help but ask.

"Doesn't it feel cramped to hide this inside all day long?"

It was a pity that such a good talent was being hidden all day long.

"It will be a little, but if I put it outside, it will affect combat and training, and others will find out my identity."

Jesibel said in a serious manner.

Looking at that righteous face, Rhode suddenly had the image of a knight with a tuft of hair on his head in his mind.

They were both women and both upheld the honor of a knight.

These two guys were really surprisingly similar.

"Have you seen enough? I'll change back if you've seen enough."

Looking at Rhode's gaze fixed on her chest, Jesibel's face couldn't help but turn a little red.

No matter how much she looked like a man, she was still a woman at heart.

How could she not mind this kind of thing at all?

Hearing the somewhat embarrassed voice, Rhode nodded.

He really felt a little sorry in his heart.

It was simply a waste of natural resources!

Such a good talent, but it had to be hidden all day long.

If you don't want it, give it to someone who can use it.

Jesibel put on the bracelet, and the originally soft facial lines began to become heroic, her long hair turned into short hair, and the huge talent turned into a flat surface like a washboard.

Jesibel's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and the expression on her face was painful.

It was as if she was enduring some kind of torture.

Rhode glanced at her bracelet. It was obvious that this was an alchemical magic tool, but the manufacturing process was a bit rough.

As for the effect, it only had a simple camouflage ability.

However, this camouflage ability was obviously a bit crude.

Forcibly compressing something that should have been very large, the pain that was endured in the process would be fed back to the user without any reduction.

It was simply horrible!

Rhode frowned involuntarily when he glanced at the bracelet.

The alchemist who could refine this kind of magic tool was simply a waste.

Using so many rare alchemical materials to refine this kind of thing?

It could be said that this was like using a pile of gold to carve a pile of golden dog feces, and still calling it a work of art.

Even some of the simplest and most basic magic circuits on it were wrong.