My queen is rebelling!

Finally managing to fool the Third Prince of the Kingdom of Ceylon, Andrei returned to his residence and contacted his true master using a communication magic array.

Prince Sazer of the Eastern Domain Empire:

“I already know most of the situation.

It's about that so-called Child of Prophecy… I heard Isabella's attitude towards him is particularly special.

If she hadn't had Saintess Jialin intervene at the time, he wouldn't have been able to escape so easily with just a trick to enter a sub-dimension.

Thinking about it now, many things are intriguing.

Perhaps Isabella arrived in Florence long ago, and Modo's standing up for that person in the Extraordinary Arena was likely at Isabella's instruction.

Do you think he could be one of Isabella's people?”

Prince Sazer's voice carried a hint of anger.

Andrei clearly heard that this was another trouble caused by a woman.

Young people, they can't escape this, no matter if it's Third Prince Saxon or Prince Sazer, they can't help but be affected emotionally when they hear that a woman they like is treating a man specially.

Andrei carefully considered his words and said:

“It's normal for the Golden Winged Woman to look at a young man who can do so many earth-shattering things with different eyes.

However, in my opinion, he shouldn't be one of the 'Pale Wings' people.”

Prince Sazer's mood was clearly even worse.

If he's not one of the 'Pale Wings' people, why would Isabella look at him with such different eyes?

There was an answer he didn't want to think about.

He was unwilling to admit that he, a dignified Imperial Prince, would actually lose to a teenager who hadn't even shown his face.

He was madly infatuated with everything about Isabella and naturally understood her personality very well.

Isabella's actions in Florence made him feel a sense of crisis.

An emotion called jealousy and resentment grew in his heart.

His voice had a bit more interrogation:

“Why is it that he can do so many things that ordinary people can't? Isn't there a reliable big force supporting him behind the scenes?

Many people now believe that this person is secretly cultivated by the 'Pale Wings'.

Various signs indicate that this conjecture is more logical.”

Andrei calmly analyzed for his lord:

Andrei's voice had a reassuring magic:

“A person who can 'summon a god', take up an ancient secret profession, be familiar with countless secrets, mobilize the saints of the Church of Light, and brazenly deceive the Saint of the Black Tomb.

If he really belonged to a large organization,

then his motive for being so arrogant and showing off in public would be to build a reputation for the organization or force behind him.

Then he should have been pushed out long ago as a spokesperson or successor of a certain organization.

Instead of still hiding his identity to the point that people don't even know his name.

So, I speculate that his background isn't as mysterious as everyone thinks.

Even to the point that he's hiding his identity because he has a reason to hide…

Andrei suddenly paused, and a strangely bizarre thought popped out of his mind.

A reason to hide his identity?

Strange, I heard that the King of Effiein is only sixteen years old, could it be that this person…

Andrei quickly laughed self-deprecatingly.

He was really losing his mind, how could he connect the two of them together.

How could the Lord of Shadows be the King of Effiein?

He personally planned the case of the King of Effiein.

An ordinary sixteen-year-old couldn't have dodged the attack of the Saint-level spell “Memory Ice Seal”.

What's more, he's a king who was unknown and helpless for the first sixteen years of his life.

If it weren't for a good queen guarding him by his side,

he would have died countless times already, how could he have done so many earth-shattering things.

It seems that he's been too tired these days and is a little confused.

Andrei shook his head and threw this unrealistic thought out of his mind.

Prince Sazer didn't notice Andrei's abnormality, and after listening to Andrei's analysis, a sinister look appeared on his face:

“That is to say, even if we really get rid of him, we don't have to worry about anything?”

Andrei said in a deep voice:

“Theoretically, that's the case, but my lord.

If the Golden Winged Woman really has any special feelings for him, it will be easy to arouse the vigilance of the Golden Wing Family if we move against him now.

The risk of our plan in the Northwest Continent being detected will also increase.

It's detrimental to the overall situation.”

Prince Sazer replied silently:

“Speaking of the Golden Winged Woman, that woman is too ungrateful to appreciate my kindness and publicly made such a scene at my birthday banquet.

Needless to say, my cousin will definitely take the opportunity to expose the matter, and it's not realistic to have a gentle marriage alliance with the Golden Wing Family.”

Andrei had obviously also heard about what happened at the birthday banquet that day.

He was also very surprised that the Golden Winged Woman would do things so decisively.

Andrei opened his mouth and said:

“Anyway, that's also a backup plan for the lord, our main plan is still focused on the Northwest Continent.

As long as the plan is successful, we can firmly grasp these three outlets to the sea in the Northwest Continent in our hands.

When that upheaval comes, the Golden Wing Family will definitely take the initiative to ask us for help!”

Prince Sazer restrained his extra emotions and said in a condensed voice:

“I was just about to ask you, how is the Kingdom of Ceylon doing?”

Andrei gave a faint smile:

“Everything is going smoothly, Saxon has already begun to attack the nobles in the country, the first one is Duke Gavin.”

A happy look finally appeared on Prince Sazer's face:

“Very good, after offending the powerful nobles in the country, Saxon will only be able to rely on us after he ascends the throne!”

A comfortable pleasure also appeared on Andrei's face.

Secretly plotting a kingdom and several duchies behind the scenes, and ultimately calculating the wealthiest family in the Pan-Continent.

The fate of hundreds of millions of lives, the ownership of millions of territories, the flow of billions of wealth, determined by one person, decided by one word.

This sense of crushing and accomplishment from intelligence is truly an unparalleled enjoyment.

When one is angry, the princes are afraid; when one is at peace, the world is at rest.

If Cohen were here, he would definitely have a deeper understanding of this sentence.

Prince Sazer's voice suddenly became distant and full of ancient meaning:

“I don't know if he is the Child of Prophecy, but the last Pope of the 'Prophecy Church' obtained a prophecy at the cost of his last life.

War and death are approaching, and the entire continent will enter a complete reshuffle of power.

The flames of war will spread to every inch of land, every race.

The scope of this turmoil is even greater than the destruction of the Arcane Empire a thousand years ago!

In this feast of power division, there are no neutrals, no onlookers.

Everyone is a participant.

If you can't sit at the luxurious dining table, holding the knife and fork to cut the cake, and dominate the distribution of benefits,

then you can only honestly lie on the menu, waiting for the fate of being crushed and swallowed!

Andrei, what role do you think we will play?”

Andrei bowed respectfully and said softly:

“My lord, you will lead the Eastern Domain Empire to stand at the top of the long river of history and complete the feat that no previous emperor has been able to complete —

March east out of Dragon Valley and sweep the world!”

(After being put on the shelves, should I update with 4,000-word chapters or continue with 2,000-word chapters? Give me some advice)