An unusually bright rose gradually spread over the soft white quilt.

Outside the tent is a howling cold wind, which contrasts sharply with the warmth of the interior.

Christine's gaze calmly looked at the still warm corpse, and met the dark eyes.

She struggled to push the maid's body outward.

With the dull sound of falling to the ground, blood also flowed to the ground.

Even in the air, there was a smell that Christine was very familiar with.

Her eyes were on a shiny stone that rolled out of the handmaiden's sleeve.

"Video Stone ......"

Christine muttered under her breath.

This was an important reliance of those nobles in previous lives.

"Heh......"

She sneered, almost with endless malice.

If it weren't for them, my mother would not have died because of extreme depression.

Lifting the quilt off her body, Christine struggled to get out of bed.

She felt very weak at the moment.

If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have wasted her rules for killing the betrayal maid.

The fatal blow just now had already consumed a great deal of strength.

Christine didn't find her shoes, so she stepped barefoot on the blood-stained blanket.

This slippery touch......

She sighed slightly, and then took off the maid's clothes.

Christine now wears a nightgown common to aristocrats.

Thin and lightweight, even resistant to the cold.

Although comfortable, it is not as convenient as the clothes of a maid.

Thanks to years of experience on the run, Christine is not slow to move, although she is physically weak.

After quickly changing her clothes, she pulled up her black hair that was scattered behind her head, and then tore off a cloth belt from the edge of her clothes and tied it tightly.

Looking at yourself in the mirror with her lips closed and her eyes sharp.

Christine still felt like she was in a dream, and everything seemed so unreal.

But the corpses on the ground can't be faked.

The smell of blood in the air, the temperature of the skin......

are telling her clearly-

She really seems to be back to when she was younger.

This kind of plot like a script makes Christine feel the drama of life.

But she didn't have that much time to think about these things anymore.

It doesn't matter if you confirm the reality of this world, or why you are reborn.

The number one thing in front of you.

It's how to keep the queen mother.

Everything seemed so insignificant in front of his mother.

Christine thought of the tragedy of her mother in her previous life.

Because of dissatisfaction, the emperor began to shrink power and centralize power.

Most of the nobles began to disobey the emperor's orders, and even rebelled against him.

And her mother happened to be the first victim because of her actions.

On the one hand, some people put forward evidence to accuse the queen of sacrificing to evil gods without permission.

On the other hand, the people of Grand Duke Camaron are now lying in ambush all around, waiting for the moment of the queen's sacrifice.

When the time comes, the human and material evidence will be complete, and the mother will have no room to turn over.

Even if her father wanted to shield her, the aristocracy had already mobilized public opinion among the middle and upper classes.

There are even ridiculous remarks that appear.

They said that the arrival of the Lord of the Dusk of the Imperial Capital had an inseparable relationship with his mother.

But no one will believe this ridiculous and unrealistic argument.

However, the invincible male lion will eventually grow old one day.

The Emperor relented, deposed the Empress, and sentenced him to a lifetime ban.

Originally, these nobles wanted to gain an inch, but they had to stop.

Because he suddenly woke up.

And it was not long after the sacrifice, on the day of the dethronement of the Empress.

The aristocrats watched themselves run out of the hall, hugging their mothers and crying.

This indicates that the sacrifice seems to have been successful.

The nobles began to wince, they were in an extremely awkward position.

So the queen's affairs were over.

But his mother also died of depression.

Christine doesn't remember why she woke up, but it was as if she had fallen asleep and the world suddenly became extremely strange.

She also often wondered if she had really awakened because of the evil god.

Christine had asked her mother, but she just smiled and remained silent.

As for the parties that night.

Whether it's a maid or a guard, a disciple or a member of Grand Duke Camarone.

All of them were ordered to be cleared by their angry father.

No one except my mother knows the details of what happened that night.

Even after many years, he knew some fragments.

For example, the betrayal of a certain maid, the ambush of the Grand Duke Camarone......

And the reason why Christine confirmed the true identity of the maid so quickly can be understood as her intuition after experiencing exile.

From the action of entering the door to the reaction of the maid.

Everything was clearly seen by Christine.

After she destroyed the video stone, she began to think about how to save her mother.

Through what I just learned from the maid, as well as the observation of the surrounding environment.

Christine already knows the current point of time.

It should have been the night that completely changed my mother's fate.

"Twelve-......"

Christine's gaze froze, and now the sacrificial ritual may have begun.

The men of Grand Duke Camaron are also ready to rush out at the moment to capture the evidence.

Now it seems that it is too late.

However, in any case, the ceremony must be stopped and the evidence destroyed.

In this way, you can slowly drag out the time.

Of course, the quickest way to do this is to let the ceremony take place and do it yourself.

That can also make others mistakenly think that the sacrificial ceremony has been successful, so that they dare not move easily.

But the infamy that he and his mother will bear in the future may be the darling of the evil god or something.

also confirmed the news of the queen's sacrifice to the evil god.

Although it is the most effective method, Christine does not want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

But now it's a last resort.

Christine secretly felt the weakness of her body, and she couldn't even use her mystical powers now.

When the curtain was lifted, the wind and snow poured in from outside.

The cold temperature blew goosebumps on Christine's snow-white skin.

She tightened her collar and kicked the candle flame to the side.

Tongues of fire began to rapidly climb along the blanket in all directions, drowning the maid's body inside.

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