On the other side, in front of Catherine was a gray humanoid statue made of rock, wearing a cloak, a hood with a hood, long hair that reached through the gaps on both sides of the hood, and no facial features.

At the same time, the hands and arms exposed by the long sleeves of the statue are also covered with bandages, so it is impossible to glimpse the skeletal form and make it impossible to see the specific gender.

The surrounding scenery is a dense forest under the starry sky, the statue is in a clearing in the dense forest, next to a deep lake that exudes ripples, the overall environment is dark, but not the slightest gloomy, but full of tranquility.

It wasn't in reality, it was in her dreams, and Catherine knew it all too well.

At the same time, it's not limited to dreams.

Because the statue in front of her represents a corresponding connection between her owner and her.

And this connection is comparable to that between gods and believers, in her view.

Like a nun facing a god, the graceful and dignified Catherine knelt in front of the statue, clasped her hands in prayer, and muttered something special about it.

"As for the location of the new royal capital, the new archbishop wants to rebuild some of the existing cities, so that the related costs will be much less, but I think the master may have plans in this regard, so I have not responded to him for the time being."

……

"At present, except for a few people, most of the nobles of the royal domain have sworn allegiance to the new queen, and the dukes everywhere basically have no objection to this, and it will not be long before this matter can be completely stabilized."

……

……

"I still haven't found any clues about Wiblen's whereabouts, master, I guess he's sunk to the bottom of the lake with the king, but his business is managed by his deputy, so it won't be affected......"

……

The words were bursting, but the statue in front of him never responded, it seemed to be just a dead thing.

Catherine didn't care, or rather, took it for granted.

This kind of contact is different from the past, there is no immediate feedback.

So, after telling the last thing about a certain newspaper merchant, her mind moved, and she dispelled her dream, and at the same time went to another place.

This place is still not reality, but an underground hall.

The hall was dimly lit, but it didn't interfere with normal vision, and at the moment Catherine was a silver platform at her feet, and there was also a faceless statue behind her.

But compared to the one in the dream, the statue here was much taller, and at the same time, there were bursts of ethereal starlight around it.

The silver platform is overlooked by a towering statue, and in front of the platform is a vast hall with a surface of the same color.

In the hall, there are more than thirty faceless statues of normal human size.

When Catherine appeared beneath the statues of the giants, some of them began to slowly fade their rocky hues, and then turned into human beings whose faces were hidden by the black mist.

There were no verbal commands, and according to the usual rules, the figure of a woman closest to the platform stepped forward, and then knelt in front of Catherine and whispered.

"The Earl of Miles of the royal throne secretly has a great opinion about the succession of the new queen, and he believes that women are not qualified for the throne of Pharos. We have information that he is behind the scenes supporting other heirs in line to challenge the Queen. ”

"I heard he has a second son?" Catherine asked softly.

"Yes."

"Ask the second son if he would be interested in becoming the new Earl of Miles."

"Understood."

Hearing this, he nodded, turned and retreated, and another one stepped forward.

"We still can't get in touch with the snake witch, and we haven't found any clues about her whereabouts, maybe because of the release of the sea serpent demon, she is completely out of control."

"Then give up the search and focus on the Broken Isles."

"I'm afraid the snake witch will do something irrational......"

"Don't worry, she can't afford any waves."

……

This was followed by the third, the fourth, and the fifth......

The physical characteristics of the reporters were mostly women, and the information they reported was either about the aristocracy or about various civil groups, and the scope was widespread, both inside and outside of Phalos.

Catherine gave instructions in turn, and the brief words represented a succession of far-reaching events or murders that would take place in various parts of the kingdom.

After about half an hour, the secret gathering ended, and the statues returned to their respective positions, their bodies slowly returning to a rocky state.

Catherine on the silver platform thus leaves the magical place under her control and returns to her bedroom room in a castle.

It was early in the morning, and the light in the room was shining in the morning light outside the window.

Catherine, who had done a lot of things, looked as if she had just woken up, and she slowly opened her eyes on the warm feather bed in a daze for a long time, and finally got up and yawned.

Then she got out of bed and walked barefoot to the window, raising her hand to pick up her long, slightly messy blonde hair behind her back as she went.

The soft and smooth white velvet carpet is very comfortable to step on, and the cool breeze blowing in from the window makes the sleepiness that emerged from staying up all night disappear a lot.

"It's going to rain......"

She came to this conclusion after her long fingers lifted the lace curtains that blocked the window and looked at the cloudless surroundings outside.

Then she glanced at the closet not far away, and the corset, blouse, stockings, brooches, hairnets, and other accessories floated out of the wooden cabinet, and then fell on Catherine as if they were being manipulated by an invisible hand.

The newly dead husband and the queen of the king who needs to set an example, so she has been dressed in black clothes that represent the color of a widow in the glorious land during this time, and after stepping out of the bedroom door, the original pleasure of the corners of her mouth has quietly turned into a solemnity with her lips pursed.

So the servants who passed by around did not dare to stop too much except to whisper hello, for fear that one would accidentally displease the queen, who was still in grief.

However, as Catherine approached a room in the castle, the seriousness on her face quietly subsided a lot, and a gentle one was revealed.

"As a queen, you must not hunch over, Your Majesty Phyllis, so I don't think your request to sleep on a feather bed is a reasonable demand, you can only sleep on a hard bed."

……

"The earth dog you have doesn't match your identity at all, I suggest you get a Dewey Dog from the Kingdom of Black Thorns, or a beautiful cat from Goverfly."

……

"Eating too much sweets can cause your body to gain weight quickly, and if you don't want to be a chubby, I suggest you stop hiding and eating with your back to us, which is neither decent nor polite."

……

At this time, there was a voice in the room, and when I opened the door, I saw an old woman dressed as a nun standing in front of a little blonde girl with a serious face and talking.

The conversation came to an abrupt halt with Catherine's arrival, and at her signal, the nun bowed and turned away, to the little girl's relief, and then blinked at Catherine, stammering a little in greeting.

"Mother, mother, good morning."

Although they are both blonde, their facial features are not similar, but Catherine's attitude at this time is as if she is really facing her daughter, leaning over and touching each other's heads, and said in a soft tone: "It feels very hard, right?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

As she spoke, the little girl glanced awkwardly at the hand that touched her head, and there was a faint vigilance in her eyes.

"What plan did Sister Daisy have for you today? Talk to the queen mother. ”

"Liturgy, Dance, Fencing, Theology, ......"

The little girl replied dryly, "Same as yesterday." ”

"Do you like these?"

"It's okay......"

"It's good that you just don't like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just, it's just - Queen Mother, I, I want to pee."

“…… Go ahead and don't forget to call your little maid. ”

"Okay!"

The girl nodded vigorously and quickly ran out of the room.

Looking at the other party's back as if she had been pardoned, Catherine was a little helpless.

The little guy's vulgar words and manners were not surprising, after all, he grew up in a small aristocratic family.

However, she thinks that she has a very kind attitude, why is this little thing always wary of herself?

Even from what I observed secretly, it seems that even the old nun before was treated much better than her......

"What a strange little thing."

She thought to herself, but she didn't pay much attention.

The existence of this illegitimate daughter is nothing more than a puppet, and its role is only to facilitate her and her master to control the kingdom.

As for what she thinks, it doesn't matter.

But......

Thinking of some newfound news, Catherine thought for a moment.

It is said that the Divine Lady of the Diocese of the Rowland Islands knew her illegitimate daughter, and even her former brother was a witcher under the command of the Divine Servant......

"Maybe we can take advantage of that." She pondered.

In the Land of Radiance, dealing with the Church is a vital matter for the royal family of any kingdom.

And if you can win over a god, then this kind of thing will definitely be much easier in the future......

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