Twelve wrote a handwritten letter to find Salim.

Salim was busy in the kitchen preparing Victoria's favorite dessert when he looked up and saw twelve standing in front of him.

"Your Royal Highness, why did you get here?"

Twelve looked at Salim's failed cupcakes and said, "The egg whites won't collapse if they are put on the cake at the end." ”

Salim had a suddenly realized expression: "I see, Your Highness, are you here to look for me?" ”

Twelve took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to him: "This is a letter written by my own hand, if something happens to Victoria in the palace, you can take him to Sebastian in the Duke's Palace, and he will go to the palace gate to meet you and the princess, and go somewhere else to take refuge from the limelight." ”

Salim wiped the flour on his hands and took it with both hands, but his eyes were full of confusion: "Why did Your Highness let the princess go somewhere else?" ”

"You'll know when the time comes, remember, no one in the palace can be trusted now, especially the queen!" Twelve instructed again and again, for fear that Salim would be gullible and who would hurt Victoria.

Salim saw that Twelve just ordered him to take care of the princess, but he never mentioned the matter between her and the princess, and said with some concern: "Your Highness, the princess recognizes you as a concubine in her heart——"

"You don't need to say it, I understand that Victoria will grow up one day, and she will accept the fact that she doesn't have a mother, and we are just passing by in her life, and sooner or later there will be such a day." Twelve didn't want to dwell on it anymore.

Salim was silent.

After explaining the last thing, Twelve who walked out of the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Hongmeng walked out from behind her, and there were two more chiffon cakes in her hands: "The host is big, you are about to go to the battlefield, are you afraid?" ”

Twelve shook his head: "What's so scary, I've done so many missions brilliantly, are you still afraid of this one?" ”

Hongmeng thought about it for a while, and was right: "You still have a prop that is useless, remember?" ”

Only then did Twelve remember that he still had a prop, and he didn't use it without poison.

This item can be used at any time, and after being poisoned once, the poison resistance is automatically triggered, after which it expires.

Twelve thought that if she put it away, then put it on, so Hongmeng helped her use props that were not inviolable.

She would not have thought that her unintentional actions would save her life after this.

On the day of departure.

Kyle took Zhao Jiaqi to the castle tower to see off the soldiers who had traveled far away.

I saw twelve black armor, the sword on her waist and the ring ruby on her hand reflected each other, and under her was riding a high-headed horse with a red body, and there was a big Dane dog with a healthy body squatting next to her, majestic and heroic.

Behind her, in addition to the ordinary knight order of a thousand people, there was another elite squad of five hundred people.

Zhao Jiaqi saw the team behind her and the black dog beside her, frowned and said to Kyle, "Your Majesty, have you allocated so many people to the imperial concubine?" ”

Kyle shook his head, "I listened to you, and I only gave it to an ordinary knight of a thousand people." ”

Then it's strange, where did so many people come out of the space of three days? Could it be the private soldier of the Campbell family? Hoarding private soldiers in the imperial capital is a capital offense.

Zhao Jiaqi stepped forward and said to the twelve below: "Imperial Princess, are you guilty?" ”

Twelve raised his head and said disdainfully, "I don't know what crime Her Royal Highness is referring to?" ”

"The imperial capital, you dare to hoard private soldiers, do you want to rebel?" Zhao Jiaqi's big hat was buckled to Twelve's head.

But Twelve didn't intend to answer: "Which eye did you see me hoarding private soldiers?" ”

Zhao Jiaqi pointed to the elite squad behind her: "You didn't hoard private soldiers, so where did those people come from?" ”

Twelve saluted Kyle: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, but you only gave me a thousand-man knight to sweep the Kas Empire, but you did not restrict me from recruiting people with lofty ideals in the imperial capital to go with me, right?" ”

Kyle heard Twelve speak so bluntly about his ambitions and calculations in public, and his face was a little unbearable, but he still nodded.

"That's it, these people are all the people of the imperial capital, and they are willing to take down the Kas Empire for Your Majesty, so am I a hoarder of private soldiers?"

"Naturally, it doesn't count, the purpose of hoarding private soldiers is to serve the lord, and the people you recruited are to lay down the country for me, and I am right." Kyle wasn't going to bother with that at this point.

Hearing Kyle say this, Zhao Jiaqi couldn't do any more consideration, thinking of his deployment, he said with a warm smile: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding, then I wish you all the soldiers to return victorious!" ”

Each of the knights and soldiers below took care of her.

Zhao Jiaqi trembled angrily.

Kyle then followed her back to the soldiers and said, "May you all be victorious!" ”

Twelve drew his sword and expounded: "Long live the Robert Empire!" ”

The soldiers of the Knights and the elite squad raised their weapons and shouted: "Long live the Robert Empire!" ”

The voice swallowed mountains and rivers, majestic and majestic, Zhao Jiaqi's face turned blue, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: You are proud now, wait!

Twelve embarked on the journey with a group of people.

Suddenly, Twelve heard something different at the galloping of horses' hooves, and she ordered the army to move on, stopping herself to look back.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look makes Twelve's heart pinch up.

Victoria, who had obviously not slept all night, stumbled in the direction of the army with her bare feet in her pajamas and uncombed hair on her head.

As he ran, he lifted the paper in his hand, so far away that Twelve couldn't see what was on it.

I only heard Victoria's heart-rending cry: "Mother! Don't leave me, Princess! ”

Seeing that the army did not slow down at all, Victoria broke down and shouted out a sentence that Twelve had remembered for a long time.

"Mother! I'm waiting for you to come back! ”

At this moment, Twelve knew that her Victoria had grown up.

Dean turned his horse's head and came to Victoria, took the paper from her hand, rode to Twelve's side, and said, "Your Highness, this is what the princess asked me to pass on to you." ”

Twelve took it and saw a picture drawn on the paper, the big one should be her, the small one was Victoria, and the two of them walked hand in hand by the lake.

Next to it is a small line written by Victoria: "May my love be with you." ”

Twelve looked at the painting in his hand, wiped the sparkle from the corner of his eye, carefully folded a piece of paper in half and put it into his arms, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and galloped away in the dust all the way.

Victoria was dejected and held in Salim's arms, and he gently used a handkerchief to clean the mud and gravel from Victoria's feet, touching the abrasions, Salim looked painful.