"I don't have the same reasons as yours, maybe my reasons aren't so glamorous."

"But my purpose and yours are the same."

Although Christine's face was calm, there was a chill looming between her eyebrows.

Even if many years have passed since the previous life, she will not forget the pain inflicted on her by the second prince.

It was the torture of loneliness in the cage, the sorrow of the parting of loved ones.

And there are aristocrats.

If it weren't for their secret design, their own mother in the previous life should have been fine, instead of separating from themselves in advance.

"I wouldn't say I'm a messenger of justice, because I just want to get revenge on those people."

"If you think we are going on different paths, then you can just leave, and I will not stand in the way today."

"But after leaving, please don't tell me about today's events, or I'll have to apologize to you."

Christine sat down in a chair beside her, looked at Vyrrill, and crossed her hands on the table.

She said it so naturally, so with such dignity.

So much so that when Vyrier heard Christine's words, his expression couldn't help but move slightly.

"Your Highness, although I don't know what happened to you to make you so angry, ......"

"Undeniably, our purpose is the same."

Calmly staring at Christine, the chill hidden between her eyebrows was faintly noticed.

"So for the same purpose, the reason doesn't seem so important, does it?"

"Your Highness, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Christine chuckled softly.

If you want to cooperate with people like Villier, you can't hide anything from the beginning, and you have to make it clear in advance.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to negotiate later because of your own selfishness.

So Christine chose to give it all up, especially the reason, which was unreserved.

Villier's face of such a confession to himself is naturally difficult to have a mustard.

Especially his attitude is inexplicably friendly to himself.

"Nope."

"Villier, I personally think the reason is actually quite important."

Christine seemed to think of something, her eyes narrowed slightly, like black onyx eyes revealing a line of blazing Lianguang.

"What does Your Highness think?"

Villier seemed a little surprised, and then his serious face softened, but his back crest remained straight.

This scene made Christine slightly stunned, and at this moment he had begun to have a trace of the posture of the previous life.

It seems that he has seen through the world for a long time, but it is only hindered by his own strength.

"In the future, it is foreseeable that we will have many like-minded people joining us and participating in our business."

"We will shake the whole empire ...... because of this"

Villier nodded when he heard this, he was sure of it.

Because of the privilege of the aristocracy, the family is ruined, and there are still fewer people who have all kinds of accidents?

Actually, it's not a lot.

As far as the eye can see, it's all over the place.

But no one chose to resist, they chose to be obedient and chose to endure in silence.

Their indifferent gaze watched as a new tragedy unfolded before their eyes, but none of them trembled.

Because it's all numb.

The idea they came into contact with was that they were inferior, vassals and slaves of the nobles, and that they would have to be cattle and horses for the nobles all their lives.

And he was exceedingly happy about it, as if it were some great honor.

The aristocracy has always reinforced this idea in every part of their lives.

And then by the way, they blocked their way up, causing them to wallow in the mud pool forever.

Even if a gifted person became a warlock, he quickly joined the noble class.

The people in this mud pond are mercilessly oppressed, and they seem to have completely forgotten that they were also before.

No, it should just seem to have forgotten.

But in fact, these people have not forgotten in their hearts.

They will even be more ruthless with civilians, as if they will make themselves irrelevant to this identity.

No one pointed out all this.

Maybe someone saw it, but kept silent.

Because this world belongs to the warlocks, to the nobles among the warlocks!

No sober people came out to tell the people at the bottom the truth about the world, and no leaders came out to lead them in rebellion.

Perhaps their anger will build up little by little, and it will not explode until much later.

But it was too late.

Many of them will die in this waiting time.

So Villier had been thinking about it for a long time, and was planning to accumulate strength and come out to be the one who was sober, when he was the leader.

Then I happened to run into Christine's guards.

"Have you ever thought about what will happen after our victory?"

As she spoke, Christine suddenly changed the subject.

Villier was in the midst of his recollections, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"What happens after the victory?"

He looked at Christine blankly, wondering if there was some madness in her thoughts.

It's just too slim.

It was so slim that he almost never had such a thought.

Even if he was ready to rebel against the rule of the aristocracy, he did not have such a bold idea.

Villier doesn't crave victory, because that's a fantasy.

He just wanted to awaken the sense of rebellion in people's hearts, and then make them generate a fire in their minds.

It's a fairly long process.

Villier was even ready to die.

"Your Highness, isn't it too early to say success?"

"It's not early, and it's even just the beginning."

Villier was laughed at angrily for a while, did Her Royal Highness the princess think that the rebellion was playing at home?

If you want something, you can open your mouth.

"Villier, I'm not joking with you."

Christine's face became very solemn, and her eyes were serious.

"In the face of the trend of the times, the aristocracy actually seems very thin."

"It only takes one wave of the times to break it up."

"And we are the waves."

"So the disappearance of the aristocracy is really just the beginning, and how to maintain it is the key."

She took a deep breath and seemed to think of the alliance that had split in the previous life, and then continued.

"If we're successful, the reason becomes crucial."

"Because it represents their respective interests and positions."

"Among them are families, there are rich people......"

"If we get an advantage."

"Then there must be a large influx of speculators, who want to become the nobility of the new era."

"Don't you know what that means......

"Would you like to see this happen?!"

Villier stood there, like a stone statue in Christine's words.

He stared at the flat ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he suddenly looked up and looked at the princess's face.

I saw that her expression was solemn and awe-inspiring, obviously not a joke.

"Villier, so we have to screen out those with ulterior motives at the beginning."

"It's not that we want to expel them directly, after all, there are too few of our colleagues now."

"Just when they dare to cross that line, just chop them off and warn others."

"We need to be as pure as possible."

Christine's face was cold, and a hint of cruelty flashed in her eyes.

Thankfully, at the beginning of their extremely dangerous venture, no one with ulterior motives would join in.

After all, they are just speculators, and no one will look at such a thing that will inevitably lose their heads.

Unless it has a sizable win rate.

Naturally, things will change at that point.

"Are you really Her Royal Highness Princess Christine?" Villier asked suddenly.

It's normal for him to have some doubts.

After all, Princess Christine has always had a good reputation outside.

And now the highness he saw was completely different from what the newspaper said, and it was like two people.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Before Christine could speak, the guards on the other side were furious and glared at Villier.

The aura on her body is also brewing, and there seems to be a raging storm.

"Your Highness is Your Highness! Do you still suspect that someone else can't pretend to be able to do it?! ”

Villier wanted to nod, but looking at the aura on the guard's body, he finally gave up.

He didn't believe that this was something that a princess who had lived in the deep palace since she was a child could think of it.

But for now, it doesn't really matter whether Christine in front of you is real or not.

Villier only knew that she was now his fellow believers, and that the two had the same purpose.

"Even if I believe you're Her Royal Highness Princess Christine."

"So has Your Highness figured out what to do next?"

Velier's eyes were inquiring, and he wondered how far Christine had come.

No matter how long she thinks about it, the most important issue at the moment is how to overthrow the aristocracy and pull it down from a high position.

"I'm going to start with the idea first."

Christine smiled slightly, she already had a draft about it.

"We alone cannot completely overthrow the aristocracy, and more people should stand up spontaneously."

"So we need to make them aware that they are a standing person, not a kneeling slave."

"It's not that you can't live without nobility."

"It will be proven that people would be better off without them."

"So naturally, we will completely liberate them from the ideological confinement first."

"Only then can we move on to the next step."

“……”

Before she knew it, Christine and Villier were talking late into the night about these subjects and minutiae.

Outside the window, the silver moon rose again, covering the light of the stars.

Christine also felt a hint of sleepiness.

But looking at Vyrier, he found that his spirit was still bright, and he did not show any tiredness.

His eyes seemed to be lit with bright candles.

Seeing this, Christine took out a stack of materials from her own space.

Here are some of the things she wrote by hand before.

It is all about some ideological content, all of which come from all kinds of ideas that have emerged after the disintegration of the previous alliance.

It is only then that the mind begins to truly blossom and mature.

The ideas of the Alliance period should only be regarded as just breaking ground.

If the thinking matures a little more, perhaps the alliance will not have to face the situation of disintegration.

Christine handed it to Willier, intending to pull it out.

"It's ......"

Villier's face was slightly confused, but the next moment, his hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

His eyes kept sweeping over the lines of text, and the more he looked at it, the more serious his face became.

But the light in Villier's eyes was almost leaking out.

Some of the contents on the paper coincided with some of the conjectures in my mind.

It can even be said to be more perfect.

Villier felt like opening a door and stepping into a whole new world.

He hungrily absorbed what was on it, and never took his eyes off it.

"Take your time, it's time for me to go back."

Christine saw that Villier was so engrossed that she seemed to have her eyes glued to it.

to see how attractive this document is to him.

Because some of it happened to be written by Villier himself.

It's just that his current ideas are not perfect.

That's why I was shocked when I saw this, just like my own guards saw those mysterious knowledge.

Christine had left, leaving Villier alone here flipping through the papers.

It's not a big base, but it's all about it.

Everything is fully furnished, enough for Villier to live for a while.

Christine didn't write much, and there were some places that were a little more streamlined, so the paper wasn't much, in fact, it was only ten pages.

After all, you can't take too much for a while, and you have to slowly lay a foundation for Villier.

lest you be too influenced and go astray.

Villier held the ten pieces of paper as if he had found a treasure, and he was very light to hold and put away, for fear of damaging them.

As the spell of illumination was extinguished without any support, the dim candle flame was rekindled.

But Villier didn't seem to notice, just quietly watching what was in his hand.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing.

It is foreseeable that the wave of the new era, which seems to be pushed behind Christine, is very likely to lead to an early arrival.

This has led to an increasingly chaotic future as she knows it.

But Christine is here to be that uncertainty so that she can feel a sense of security.

At least the future is not going in the same direction.

……

The next day, the Academy of the Occult.

"Huh? Why does she/he look languishing? ”

Ji Yan and Christine's eyes narrowly skimmed away from each other, thinking with some surprise in their hearts at the same time.

"Looks like it was last night......

Ji Yan's eyes turned to the front, thinking about the future arrangements in his mind.

Because there is a very important thing ahead.

They're about to go on vacation!

"We're going to spend a vacation next, so please go back and practice on your own."

"Hopefully, when you go back to school, you'll see an increase in your factor levels."

Professor Salom spoke from the podium to congratulate his students, while also preparing for the promotion of the Morning Star this holiday season.