Arad's crooked savior

"Dear Cyrus, how about you go back for me and present the documents to your father?" The third princess muttered, lying lazily on the sofa, with a "decadent" atmosphere about her whole body.

After all, when the little princess has someone to support her in the future, she really has nothing more to pursue in her life.

She really didn't want to go back to the Imperial Palace. Not only was there little human touch, there were many troublesome rules and regulations, and there was no freedom at all.

"I am not a certain princess of the empire, and I am not qualified to meet His Majesty the Emperor. Ozma's affairs are of great importance, and many things need to be explained clearly to His Majesty the Emperor in person. Besides..." Sellers, with a cool face, stopped. After a pause, he said: "Even if you don't like His Majesty the Emperor, at least go back and see the Queen."

"Oh~"

The third princess curled her lips, "It would be great if we knew where Sirocco is. We can change bodies so that I don't have to..."

"Your Royal Highness! It's time for us to set off!" Cyrus quickly raised his voice, interrupting her random thoughts.

Why is she still obsessed with that matter? Using other people's bodies is addictive, right?

The original normal return process was to travel overland in a heavily guarded carriage, which would take at least half a month.

You can also take a weekly direct flight to Dornier and Magadha, but the capitals of the two countries are in the west and east of the Arad continent. The distance is far and it requires at least one day and one night.

However, the stakes involved in the pretender are so important that they cannot be delayed for a moment.

So Ye Lin was leisurely fishing in the manor with a few apprentices and waiting for the New Year. He was called by Cyrus to open a space door and went to the imperial capital Weitalun with him.

Siatt did not follow this time. She was worried that she would not be able to resist and chop the imperial capital with a sword... It was not impossible to chop the imperial capital, but before Ozma was solved, the turmoil in the empire would only encourage the spread of the blood curse. .

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Delos Empire·Golden Capital Vetalun

Compared with Amroth, the most dazzling city in the Arad continent and the snow capital of the Bantu tribe, it suddenly feels like it is a century behind.

People who have never been to Weitalun have infinite good expectations for this place. The floor tiles are everywhere, and the walls are piled with jade. Everyone is decorated with jewels. They enjoy afternoon tea on the corridor with blooming roses. In the evening, there are often high-end guests. It is a noble gathering of distinguished people. Everyone wears luxurious clothes and speaks elegantly.

It sounds like an exaggeration, but it's actually pretty much the same, especially since the palace's architectural style has always been tall and straight, inlaid with colorful jade glass, reflecting the luxurious brilliance in the sun.

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"Ah? Nosadia has been kidnapped by the rebels? It's been half a month already?!" The third princess seemed stunned and looked at Queen Josephine, her mother, in disbelief.

The place where she sent the documents was in the study, not the official court hall, so the queen didn't have to avoid suspicion.

The graceful queen nodded gently. More than half a month had passed since this incident, which shocked the civil and military officials of the court. The empire launched a vigorous campaign to hunt down the rebels.

Although there were certain results and some rebels were captured, the second princess Nosadia was never found.

Although Nosadia was not her biological daughter, but was born to another Princess Mary, she had watched her grow up since she was a child. She liked that smart and delicate child very much.

To put it a bit embarrassingly, Nosadia is more in line with her image of a good daughter, gentle and generous, knowledgeable and courteous, and very aristocratic.

As for Isabella's personality being different... forget it, as long as she is happy.

The noble and beautiful second princess of the empire was kidnapped by the brutal and rude resistance forces. It is unimaginable what kind of abuse she would suffer.

Princess Mary cried so hard all day long that her beautiful red eyes were almost swollen.

Leon looked quite serious as he carefully read through the documents sent by Isabella. He was meticulous and serious, not missing every sentence printed on the paper. This stemmed from his extremely serious style and extraordinary desire for control.

Dark Jihad... His handsome brows slowly tightened, and his face turned gloomy. The empire's eyes and ears were all over the world, and of course these news could not be hidden from him.

But the information about the Revenge Fortress was fresh, and the Dark Order's inevitable action made him feel a little irritable, and his head started to hurt again.

Because the outbreak location of the Second Holy War is likely to be within the Delos Empire, this is definitely not good news for him who has planned many ambitious invasion plans and can sleep peacefully.

The glorious Peruvian Empire had been depleted of its national strength. As a vivid lesson from the past, he naturally did not want Delos to become the second "Perous" and needed to be vigilant and restrained.

But the stakes were so high that monarchs from all over the world had issued orders one after another. If he, the monarch, did not act wisely, once the tragedy of Airoreno happened again, the angry public opinion would probably immediately overthrow Vetalon's golden throne.

This is a severe test!

Is there any way to obtain greater benefits in the second Dark Holy War, or even... take the opportunity to regain the glory of Perrus?

It would be great if the Dark Crusade started in Hutton Mar, and the Empire could legitimately send troops to help. Leon's thoughts were racing for a moment, and his fingers holding the copy of the document were lightly clenched.

A few minutes later, he thought of something useful, but with a calm expression on his face, he summoned his attendants and said, "Send the document to the Golden Cathedral of Remedia immediately, in the hands of Archbishop Hendrys."

After the attendant left, Leon had extra free time and asked Isabella: "Where is Ye Lin, he didn't come back with you?"

"We came together and are resting in my palace. If you want to see me, you can always call someone to send a message. Oh, by the way, he also asked me to send a medicine that he said can cure your headache." Isabelle Only then did La remember this and took out a bottle of light brown potion from his pocket.

The fact that the emperor suffered from a headache has spread throughout Delos like the wind for more than a year. Whoever can cure the emperor's illness can be promoted to a noble position and enjoy glory and wealth.

But the result is regrettable. Doctors have come to me many times over the past year, but few can come up with effective solutions. At most, they can alleviate some of the pain.

On the other side, Ye Lin was indeed resting in the princess's palace and was too lazy to see Leon. However, he was not in the third princess's palace, but at the eldest princess's place.

"The Archbishop of the Golden Cathedral is Hendrys Grant. Although you don't know him, Siatt should have an impression." The black dress of the eldest princess is gorgeous and elegant, fitting her graceful figure. She is slender and tall, with a cold appearance. Outstanding.

She and Ye Lin sat face to face, as if they were old friends they hadn't seen for a long time and were about to have a long chat.

"I also have the impression that Hendrys excused himself from the Great Cathedral's year-end summary last year, and it seems to be the same this year." Yelin recalled, compared to the Inquisition and the Great Cathedral, which are simply different concepts, Gold The Archbishop of the Cathedral seems to have gone astray~

"That's not what I want to say." The eldest princess's beautiful cheeks were faintly red, her eyes were hot, and she was holding her own hand warmer.

She would often blow a breath of cold wind, and Ye Lin's back would tighten. It was really a very special experience.

"Hendrys Grant, Earl Grant, like Barn, is a rising noble in the empire in recent years. Do you understand the nobles?" Celia frowned, it was really hot.

The clergy who were supposed to be compassionate and merciful have become the noble count nobles in the empire... Although there is no express prohibition in the order that clergy cannot become nobles, as the second-rank archbishop, he is the benchmark in the minds of many people. Being involved in complicated and dirty politics will inevitably make people think deeply.

"Is he from your faction?" Ye Lin stroked the eldest princess's hair, which was soft and shiny.

"No, but he is a follower of power, lost in gold and praise."

The eldest princess was elegant and elegant. She casually lifted up her bangs and hair that were messed up by him. Her fair face was flushed and her drunken eyes were burning.

She and Ye Lin were just acquaintances, each getting what he wanted.

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