Hearing O'Faryl's answer, Celt froze for a moment, but didn't say anything more. He saw the persistence and clarity in the girl's eyes—as usual, once she had made a decision, it would never change. Just like that day.

"I'm sorry, Brother Celtic, but we won't be able to see each other again. ”

"I like you very much and respect you very much, but Brother Celtic, I want to protect my mother, and I want to fight for more power and status for myself, and I will not be suspected and threatened. In order for the queen mother to be quiet and continue to live happily without being disturbed, I have made this decision. We used to be very good friends...... I've always seen you as my brother, but now...... I had to make this decision for the sake of my goals. I'm sorry, please forgive me for my last name. I am not afraid of the gossip of the court, but I cannot but care what other subjects, my father, and my brother, the future heir to the kingdom, think of me. I don't live for me, so I can't make a choice based on my preferences......"

At that time, Celtic seemed to discover for the first time that the girl she knew possessed wisdom and fortitude far beyond her years, far beyond the people of the palace.

But what about now?

He looked at Ofariel and sighed inwardly. It was clear from the conversation that she was no longer planning to appear as a member of the royal family. Why? Is it because of time? Or is there some other reason? So what is she doing now? What is it that she is pursuing that she has made the decision now?

Of course, Celt understands that O'Faryl's appearance is too unimaginable, after all, she has been dead for thirty years, and now she suddenly appears, as long as a normal person will suspect it. Moreover, judging by her appearance, Her Royal Highness the princess has not grown up at all, she is not even exactly the same as before her death, there is no difference. Celtic naturally noticed this, but he also noticed that the girl's behavior was exactly the same as that of the princess, from the inside out, without the slightest difference.

Compared with the two, Celtic naturally trusts his own judgment and the facts in front of him more, although he doesn't know what is going on, but deep down, he has a bad premonition.

"I see what you mean. ”

Celt didn't say anything more, he just sighed, nodded to O'Faryl, and turned and walked out. Offariel watched his back disappear with an indifferent expression, and then turned back to look at his subordinates in surprise who were a little confused by the sudden accident.

"You can now go ahead to the next training session, and as for the arrangement, as I said before, there is no need to change anything for the time being. ”

After giving the order, O'Faryl went into her room. And everyone looked at each other for a moment inexplicably, shrugged their shoulders, and helplessly decided what to do.

"Your ......, my lord"

Looking at his serious, expressionless face, the adjutant was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say, but Celt obviously ignored him at this time, he just lowered his head and walked back. It wasn't until they reached the gates of the main fortress once again that Celtic stopped.

"Go inform the patrols, and as soon as they return, bring Mr. Yuren to me, remember, only alone. I don't think you have forgotten this etiquette. ”

"Yes, my lord, I'll go at once. ”

Hearing this, Celtic's adjutant didn't dare to say anything more, just nodded, and then left quickly, he didn't care about Celtic's gaffe before, especially when the old general half-knelt in front of the girl, his adjutant was even more surprised that even his eyes almost fell out, he didn't understand if he wanted to break his head, who was that girl sacred, who could make the commander of one of the three major legions of the kingdom kneel for her? And what happened later made me even more incomprehensible, obviously, the commander regarded the girl as someone he was familiar with, but the girl obviously told him to admit his mistake, and the legion commander, who had always insisted on his own judgment, instead of refuting it, turned around and left without saying a word, what is going on?

Of course, he can only keep these doubts in his heart, obedience is the duty of soldiers, and more and less questions are their code of action, so the adjutant did not think much more, he quickly locked the matter in the deepest part of his mind, gave a military salute to Celtic, and then quickly turned away to carry out the orders given by his commander.

Back in the room of the fortress, Celt's originally serious face immediately became much more complicated, his expression instantly became old and uneasy, the old general trembled, reached out and picked up the wine bottle on the table, and poured himself a glass of wine, but he found that his hand was trembling slightly.

He's nervous.

What exactly is he nervous about?

Celtic frowned, as a pivotal figure in the kingdom, after so many years of ups and downs, there is nothing that can bring him any obvious shaken. But now, he was nervous? Why? Celtic didn't think it was the after-effects of seeing O'Faryl, although his relationship with the princess was very deep, but it was completely pure brother and sister love, and there was no love in it that was like a lover's life and death, and the life melted into it. On the contrary, Celt could feel that after seeing Her Royal Highness the princess, she seemed to have subconsciously noticed something.

And now, it was this subconscious thing that made him feel nervous and uneasy.

When Yulian appeared in the general's room in the fortress, all he saw was a silent, calm old man, sitting quietly behind his desk, and in front of him, there were two crystal glasses full of wine, as well as an expensive wine bottle, although he did not know its specific name, but it could be guessed from the surface that this bottle of wine was obviously worth a lot of money.

Seeing Yulian's arrival, the old general just nodded, and then made an inviting gesture at him.

"You may be seated. ”

"Looks like you're in a bad mood, Shogun. ”

Yu Lian's tone was as elegant and respectful as ever, but with his stride, the action of pulling out the chair and sitting down casually had a completely different taste. He raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, then reached out and picked up a wine glass in front of him.

"Not as bad as you think, Mr. Yuren. ”

Celt raised an eyebrow, to be honest, he was getting more and more unable to see through the young man now. That girl was definitely Her Royal Highness Princess Ofaril, but how could she, who should have died thirty years ago, come back to life? and reappear in this world? And why did she call herself Yuren's lieutenant and fiancée? The fiancée was not incomprehensible, but the adjutant was incomprehensible to Celt. He was well aware that the role of an adjutant was not as simple as that of a nominal fiancée, which meant dealing with many things that the chief did not have the time or energy to deal with. But none of that mattered, because if it were all that, Ofariel wouldn't have to be an adjutant, but just a shogunate. He was well aware of the princess's talent in government affairs, which was not a problem for Ofaril at all.

However, the most important duty of an adjutant is to give orders in his place and command the army in his absence! You must know that everything is just in case, especially on the battlefield, and if something happens to the supreme commander, it can be fatal! You must know that the commander's life does not belong to him alone, but to the entire army. If the dragons are leaderless because of his death, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, the important surnames of the lieutenants are reflected here, they must have absolute loyalty, and the ability to be trusted by the commander, and at the same time, they must have a high reputation. Such people are very hard to find.

And although Her Royal Highness the princess is unmatched in politics, but militarily, Celtic asked himself Judging from his understanding of the other party, this princess is probably still in the infancy of groping, and there is no way to play the responsibilities that an adjutant should have. So, why did Yuren make this appointment, and what was he thinking?

But for now, Celt just sat silently in his chair, staring at Julien in front of him, until he put down the glass in his hand and retracted his gaze from looking around.

"Actually, I went to your station before that. ”

"Oh?"

You Lian raised his eyebrows, his face still calm.

"So, I think you already have a fairly intuitive idea of our location...... But I don't think that's the main reason you've asked me here today?"

"Of course, Mr. Yuren, I have one thing I want to ask you, and I hope you will answer truthfully, and I can assure you in my honor that the two of us will not let a third person know what we are talking here today. ”

In the face of Celtic's words, Yulian did not answer, he just made a gesture of please very casually, signaling the other party to continue. And when things got to this point, Celt didn't want to go around in circles anymore, he took a deep breath, and then looked seriously at the young man's dark eyes.

"Is that Miss O'Faryl really our former princess?"

........................ Hearing Celtic's question, Yulian didn't show any special expression, he was still very calm, with the same smile as always, and even his movements did not change in the slightest. However, his answer made Celtic's heart sink.

"So, what answer do you want to hear? General Celtic, is it the one you want, or the one you don't want?"

“.................. I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Yuren. I have to say, I haven't quite figured out what this is all about. But I think you know what I mean, so I want you to give me an answer...... This is very important for us, for the whole kingdom. ”

"Are you sure?"

Hearing this, the corners of Yulian's mouth curled.

"Okay, then I'll just have to give you the not-so-good news...... I'm sorry, General Celtic, but she's not the princess of our kingdom, she's just someone who looks a lot like her, she's not a royal princess, she's just my lieutenant and fiancée—do you understand what I mean?"

"This .................."

Celt was speechless for a moment, and he had no way to refute Julien's words. In fact, Yuren's words are not wrong at all, or rather, they are just another kind of sophistry. However, just as Celtic was about to say something more to continue the conversation, Julien spoke again.

"And, I must tell you, Lord Celtic, that I am doing this in large part to protect the safety of Ofaril. In fact, I don't think that your baseless and unfounded fantasies will bring any convenience to my fiancée, but on the contrary, will only put her in danger. ”

Hearing this, Celtic's complexion finally changed.

"What do you mean by that?!"

He stood up abruptly, clasped his hands, and watched Yuren ask. However, in the face of the old general's questioning, Yulian just shrugged his shoulders and didn't seem to take his reaction seriously. Instead, he opened his mouth and pulled out a speech that the old general did not expect at all.

"Well, then, General, I think we can get down to business now. ”

(To be continued)