The heavy wooden door with gilded patterns slowly opened. The air started to move, and a low rumbling sound pierced through the eardrums. It was as if an ancient kingdom was opening its doors to visitors.
The light outside the hall gradually became brighter. Behind the door stood a girl with an angry expression.
The half-elf princess was wearing a silver-white princess dress. The hem of the dress was fringed with flouncy leaves, and it reached all the way to the marble floor. She held her head high and her chest puffed out. Her silvery curls fell over her shoulders, and her hands were crossed on the lining of her dress. She stood there with a cold expression on her face as she stared at the people who were slowly walking out from the shadows.
The deep marble floor set off her beauty. She was like a lily blooming in the dark.
"Your Highness." Marquis Kluge, who was walking at the front, had a surprised smile on his gloomy face. This important minister who had served the House of Covardo since Gnan's era put his hands under his ribs and bowed deeply.
He raised his head and his lips curled up slightly. His thin face seemed to always have a trace of a mocking smile.
"You're welcome, Marquis." The girl did not even look at the old fox. She looked straight ahead and asked coldly, "Is father inside?"
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. His Majesty is receiving the ambassador of Madara. I'm afraid he can't see you for the time being." Kluge replied with a smile.
Erouine's eldest daughter had a worried look on her face, but she quickly recovered.
"Then I'll wait here." She raised her head and replied, "It's late. The ambassador of Madara won't stay for long."
"Your Highness, please take care of yourself." Marquis Kluge looked at the proud flower of the royal family. His eyes were filled with admiration, but he still had a fake smile on his face.
"Thank you for your concern."
"Then I'll take my leave."
"Please."
The girl's pale silver eyes did not move as she watched these people leave. But when Marquis Kluge, who was wearing a purple-gold official's robe, passed by her, the eldest daughter of Erouine suddenly said, "Marquis Kluge, you're playing with fire. You're on your own now."
Marquis Kluge was slightly startled. The princess' words carried a serious warning. The trusted minister of King Oberg VII stopped in his tracks and thought of something. A gloomy smile appeared on his face.
"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" he asked.
"You know what I'm talking about. I can't stop what happened in the City of Braggs and Fort Corco, but don't forget whose side the Holy Cathedral of Fire is on in Erouine. "The Princess replied coldly.
Kluge's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. This old fox was extremely shrewd. He took a deep breath and replied with a fake smile, "Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness."
Neither side seemed to be willing to continue the conversation. Marquis Kluge and his entourage left in a hurry.
A young man behind the Marquis asked, "Lord Marquis, what does she mean?"
"This flower of the royal family can't be underestimated, Wilma." Marquis Kluge replied with a gloomy face, "Although we're in a good situation now, she's not idle either. According to the news from outside, this princess is using the Church of Havel to raise money. Although I don't know what she wants to do, I'm sure she'll make a move. "
Marquis Kluge turned his head to look at the dark night sky outside the arched windows of the corridor and said, "Today, she's here to remind us of this. But if she can do this, it means that our princess still has some concerns — "
"She's afraid of breaking the vases."
He sighed and rubbed the ring on his glove. On the pitch-black ring tray, an Ouroboros seemed to have come to life as it coiled around the tray, its edges reflecting a faint bronze light.
Everyone was silent.
The half Fairy Princess watched Marquis Kluge and his entourage leave without saying a word. When she turned back, she saw Sir Benninger in a light golden robe walking out from the shadows behind one of the pillars in the hall.
"How was it?" The girl waited for him to come closer and immediately asked.
The young man shook his head bitterly, "Not good, Your Highness. I still haven't seen His Majesty. "
The girl's face became calm.
"Your Highness?"
"Tonight, I'm going back to my territory. Take Hazel with you and come with me. " The girl stared ahead and replied calmly, "Be careful, don't attract the attention of those people."
"Your Highness, is there no other way?" Benninger asked with a bitter face. He was the youngest son of Duke Seifer and had an extremely high status. But ever since he met Princess Gryphine a year ago, he was shocked by her beauty. Since then, he had submitted to the charm of this half Fairy Princess and was willing to follow her everywhere.
Benninger had stayed in the capital for longer than a young nobleman expected. His father had sent him letters urging him to return home and inherit his fief, but the young man still lingered in the capital, forgetting to return home.
Everyone knew that the one who held this young man's heart was only the eldest princess of the Erouine Royal Family.
Princess Gryphine turned sixteen in July, which was the age for the royal family to talk about marriage. However, Oberg the Seventh loved her very much. He would rather have her accompany him for two more years. Besides, Oberg the Seventh also understood that his youngest son, Hazel, was a coward and needed the help of his sister.
However, this was actually a good thing for Benninger. He knew deep down that there was no possibility between him and the princess. The longer she stayed with Oberg, the longer he could stay with her.
Of course, it wasn't that he didn't feel sorry for himself. If he was the eldest son of Duke Seifer instead of the youngest, things would be different.
But now, the girl's words made his heart beat faster. The princess said that she wanted to return to her territory. This was a great opportunity. In the history of the Erouine Royal Family, there weren't many cases where a direct descendant of the royal family returned to their territory, but every time they did, something terrible would happen.
Benninger looked at the princess, his heart filled with anticipation and fear for the unknown future. He couldn't decide what to do. He felt that if they left, it wouldn't be just a simple storm in Erouine.
Under the dim candlelight, the sixteen-year-old Erouine Royal Princess's firm gaze contrasted with the young man's hesitant expression. The hall was silent for a moment.
"What are you worried about, Benninger?"
"I have some worries. His Majesty, he …" The young man didn't know how to express his thoughts.
In fact, ever since June, or to be exact, ever since Madara's envoy arrived, other than Prime Minister Kluge, none of Oberg the Seventh's trusted subordinates had seen him. Even his daughter and son were forcefully grounded, and their movements were limited to the Royal Capital.
The news of Oberg the Seventh's house arrest spread like wildfire, but it didn't cause much of a reaction among the nobles. Ever since Oberg the Seventh appointed Kluge as his prime minister, his trust in him grew day by day. Kluge's faction held a lot of power in the royal court, which was a fact that everyone knew.
However, this faction never had any contact with the local government, which was why Oberg the Seventh trusted them so much. As a result, the Royal Faction allowed them to do as they pleased. Kluge's administration and strategy were impeccable, and he was hailed as the greatest politician of the Corvado Dynasty since Anson the Eleventh.
Some people even compared him to Poix, the Archbishop of the Church of Havel during the time of Anson XI.
However, the situation took a turn for the worse after four or five months. Kluge seemed to have the intention to seize power, and with the War of the Black Rose raging like wildfire, Erouine's internal politics seemed to be in a precarious situation.
However, doubts and suspicions didn't only spread among the nobles. However, the core figures of the Royal Faction, Oberwei and Everton, were on their way to deal with Madara. The only remaining figure of the Church of Havel, the most prestigious of the three, was also in seclusion.
As a result, the situation in the royal capital seemed to be even more gloomy.
However, at this time, the eldest daughter of the Royal Family of Erouine proposed to return to her own territory. Not to mention whether or not they could escape from this big cage, but how could this princess bear to leave her father behind?
The relationship between Princess Gryphine and her father was recognized by the world. Benninger, as a close vassal of the princess, knew this better than anyone else.
However, the half-elf girl's expression didn't change. She replied quietly: "With my father's personality, he would never agree to such a ridiculous agreement with Madara. Although I still don't know what Kluge's goal is, one thing is clear: we can't do anything here. "
"First of all, I have to send my brother out. This is one of my responsibilities. I have to be one step ahead. Everything is for the benefit of the royal family. If anything happens to my father, I think he will understand. "
"Your Highness …" The young man stared blankly at the half-elf girl who was a head shorter than him. It was as if she wasn't 16 years old, but a mature and outstanding politician.
Gryphine glanced at him and said: "Don't worry, Benninger, I am not unprepared. With the help of my teacher's connections, we can still play our own game. Don't forget that I have never trusted Kluge. They wouldn't dare to harm my father. "
The princess suddenly stopped talking. She saw the gloomy face of Madara's envoy walk out of the door.
At this moment, the living and the dead looked at each other.
Then they passed by each other.
…
However, when Erouine's royal capital was in a state of chaos, Brando, who was well aware of this, was sitting leisurely in the Cross Star Bar in the White Swan District of Braggs. He was asking the bartender about the Golden Wine. Every once in a while, he would look at the wind-up clock hanging on the wine rack.
It was almost 12 o 'clock.
Brando didn't expect to be lucky enough to get the clue of this continuous quest overnight and complete it easily. He was just waiting for someone and looking for something to pass the time.
When the church's bell rang 12 times, the door of the bar was finally pushed open.
Outside the door stood a girl wearing a dark blue military uniform. Her long ponytail was tied behind her head. Her face was slightly red, and she looked at him with a light brown and bright eyes.
Freya seemed to be an official Knight. She was wearing a formal Knight's belt and a cross-hilt sword issued by the church on her waist. She also wore a pair of shiny riding boots.
She looked like a heroic female Knight.
However, her concerned expression betrayed her. She looked around as soon as she entered the bar, and her eyes fell on Brando. She took a deep breath and immediately asked:
"Are you leaving? Brando? "
"Yes."
Freya was silent.
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