Chapter 331: Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, Tell Me......

The monarch of the Mass Empire fell into a coma a long time ago and never appeared again.

Now it is his queen who wields the power of the royal family and keeps the entire empire running.

The reason for this is that there is now only one heir to the monarch of the Missal Empire.

And she's a woman!

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, it is not as great as the queen's prestige.

Since the birth of this princess, her biological mother died due to dystocia.

When marrying the current queen, the monarch also fell into a deep coma due to his weak body due to the dark injuries of his youth.

There wasn't even a way for the Radiant Moon Warlock to come over, so he could only let the monarch continue to be unconscious.

And what was left for the new queen was an extremely troublesome mess.

There was no one else in the entire royal family except the monarch and the newborn baby.

This is unimaginable to outsiders.

The royal blood of an empire has withered to the point where there are only two people.

You must know that although there are few royal members in the Ottoman Empire, even if the emperor at that time washed his family blood, it will not reach this extent.

And he also married many women after that, and then gave birth to a bunch of children.

Far from being like the monarch of the Mass Empire, looking at the first half of his life, there was only the queen who had a difficult birth, and the new queen now.

Just two royalty.

And one of them is in a coma, and the other is a woman, and it is destined to be difficult to hold power.

So this will inevitably attract a lot of malicious peeps.

But more than a dozen years have passed.

Those peeping eyes are still peeping in secret, as if there has been no movement in the past ten years.

The entire empire is in an eerie balance.

And the key figure in this turned out to be the queen who came in more than ten years ago and then happened to meet the monarch in a coma.

As a woman, she took back all the scattered authority of the royal family.

Then in the past ten years, I don't know how many nobles' guns and arrows have been blocked.

Even within the empire, they can barely compete with the aristocratic forces.

So much so that most of the people in the Mass Empire began to gradually acquiesce to the empress as the actual ruler of the empire.

Except that she has no royal blood, everything seems to be similar to the treatment of a monarch.

But because of this, some people use this to attack the queen.

It is suspected that the monarch's coma is closely related to her.

This queen has an unprecedented plan in her heart!

However, before such words could be uttered, the whole person seemed to evaporate from the world and disappear.

Even if there are several dukes standing behind him, he still can't save himself!

This suddenly made the nobles see the tip of the iceberg in the queen's secrets.

And this also made them know that looking at the queen's ambitions, they were no less than themselves.

Although they have the advantage as a whole, the nobles do not dare to move at will.

It's just that this weird impasse is maintained for the first time.

Or maybe they're just waiting, waiting for an opportunity to arise to break the deadlock.

……

As soon as the carriage entered the city, it headed straight in one direction.

After passing through several noisy streets, it finally came to a quiet place.

The maid stepped out of the carriage and looked at the magnificent and solemn building complex in front of her, and a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes.

She tidied up her appearance, and then walked slowly into a small open door with graceful steps.

It was the center of the entire empire.

Countless orders were sent from this magnificent complex.

And the unconscious monarch was also lying inside.

The palace has been designed by several masters, and it looks particularly grand and solemn.

But in addition to solemnity, it does not lose the beauty of delicacy and softness.

Enough to be hailed as art in architecture.

However, since most of the monarchs of the Mass Empire believed in the Lord of Light.

So after the palace was built, they underwent many modifications.

Finally leading to this building, which represents the center of the country, the characteristics of various churches appear.

For example, the corridor in front of the maid is walking through, and its dome is painted with the deeds of the Lord of Light.

At the corner, you can see a small cross standing on the top of the pavilion.

This results in the attributes of this palace, which are far more holy than the grandeur at the beginning of this design.

At first glance, the building in front of you seems to be a magnificent church, not a palace of the imperial family.

Because of this, since the monarch began to influence the preferences of the upper class, which led to the officials below.

They wanted to curry favor with the higher-ups and began to proclaim the Lord of Radiance everywhere.

Over time, it became an almost national faith.

At the craziest time, in the midst of this capital, a tall statue of the Lord of Radiance was erected.

It was at that time that the palace began to undergo various modifications.

It's just that now, because of the confrontation at the top of the empire, there is negligent management at the bottom.

Many people have begun to use the name of the Lord of Light to satisfy their various greeds.

Those who govern no longer govern, or they are outright tyrannical, to suck the blood of the people.

This naturally makes the people at the bottom miserable.

Most people are not stupid, and after years of oppression, they finally understand what is going on.

As a result, the belief in the Lord of Light has been shaken, and even a feeling of disgust has spread in some areas.

This is one of the reasons why the Order of Twilight has developed so smoothly.

Can someone not know if they are sincere or not?

The maid passed through layer upon layer of wall and finally entered a secluded courtyard.

The style of the courtyard exudes a dark and strange style, which is very different from the style of the whole palace.

The maid knocked lightly on the door, and after receiving a response, entered the room in the courtyard.

Walking down the hall, she walked around the spiral staircase to the second floor.

Then he stopped in front of a black wooden door.

The pure black of the wooden door has a deep red tinge, as if a trace of blood is oozing outward.

"Come in."

A slouchy voice came from within.

The maid pushed open the door and saw her master sitting on a high chair.

She lowered her head slightly, then took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white and tender feet.

Stepping on the precious fluffy blanket, the maid felt that her feet were sinking into the softness of the clouds, and it was a little difficult to exert her strength.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"Back to Your Highness, Biggs has agreed to our request."

"This is the nameplate he gave me, and I can use it to find the help of a hunter."

The maid took the nameplate from her own space container, then bent down and raised her hand above her head.

In the palm of his hand lay the nameplate with an unclear pattern.

Then the nameplate seemed to be pulled by a force and flew towards the woman sitting on the stone pedestal.

She reached out and took the nameplate flying through the air, and her eyes circled around it.

The woman's eyes are as if they were made of gold, interspersed with wisps of other colors.

Deep, mysterious, and unpredictable, it makes people lose themselves in such childlike eyes at a glance.

She didn't seem to see anything out of the ordinary, and tossed it lightly.

The nameplate immediately flew back into the maid's hand.

"You take this thing to the hunter when the time comes, you know what to do."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The maid carefully put away the nameplate and withdrew.

When the black wooden door closed, the woman on the high chair seemed to move.

She was as languid and noble as a Persian cat, gently lifting her slender and slender leg and pressing it casually on the other.

The skirt with the muslin was slightly pulled, revealing a section of skin that was a little dazzling white.

The curve of the calf is extremely graceful, as if carved in jade.

With a flick of his right hand in the air, a mirror appeared eerily in midair.

The mirror is about a man tall, and the surrounding borders are inscribed with obscure lines, with a singular beauty.

And above the mirror, there seems to be a pair of closed eyes.

It's just that the mirror surface is extremely black and not reflective.

It also bears traces of a whirlpool, resembling the entrance to an abyss.

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, tell me ......"

"Who is the most beautiful woman in the empire."

The woman said a little lazily.

Her voice is extremely good, a little hoarse, but with an indescribable charm.

The mirror suspended in the air suddenly opened its closed eyes, and then tried to open them as much as possible.

His eyes seemed to be full of intoxication.

"Of course it's you, Queen, and there's no one here more beautiful than you."

"Your beauty is like a gift from heaven, what a delicate gift."

Those eyes changed one after a while, and the tone of his voice was like a clown's yin and yang.

And the black mirror seemed to suddenly become transparent, and then reflected the woman sitting on the wide chair.

I saw a black veil in front of the woman's eyes, half-covering her face.

A pair of deep and charming eyes can be seen loomingly, and when they turn, they are full of color, as if they can hook the soul of an admirer.

The bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are red but not too bewitching.

The woman's body is light and her posture is beautiful.

The contours of the facial features are almost flawless.

The long black hair draped behind the back was a pure slight steel blue, like a rich brocade, rolled up layer by layer, gorgeous and noble.

She heard the compliment from the magic mirror, and leaned back in her chair a little lazily, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a glint of light flashed brightly.

It seems that the woman is very happy with it.

From the words in the demon realm, it is inevitable to know that she is the queen of the Mass Empire.

The one who lifted up the dying royal family.

If anyone saw her face, they would probably fall into it at the first time, and they would want to dedicate everything to the queen.

At this point, even Christine, who is known as the "jewel in the crown", is difficult to compare.

It's not that there is a difference in appearance.

It's the queen's every move, which exudes the charm of feminine maturity.

This is not the temperament that a slightly young girl can have now.

Even if Christine is actually older than this queen, she is more of the kind of sage posture who understands the world.

The queen turned her face slightly, as if admiring her own astonishing beauty in the mirror.

The Magic Mirror stepped forward so she could look more closely.

But then it seemed to have discovered something, and its eyes suddenly opened wide, and it looked very funny.

"Oh, my dear queen."

"Although your beauty seems to be a gift from heaven, there are people who are more beautiful than you today."

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The sound of the Magic Mirror appeared in the silent room.

Light shone through the window behind the woman, spilling down on the ground.

The queen leaned forward slightly, opened her red lips and asked in a low voice.

"Tell me, then, who is she?"

"Her Royal Highness, the princess of the current empire, my dear queen."

The mirror of the Magic Mirror no longer reflects the Queen's face, but reflects a different picture.

I saw a young girl in the center of the picture, her white and tender skin as white as snow exuding a layer of crystal light.

His lips were as red as blood, and his hair was as black as sandalwood.

At this moment, the girl is smiling happily, as if spring is coming to her side.

Countless small animals gathered around her, staring blankly at the girl, as if attracted by her appearance.

Obviously, her charm is no longer limited to a specific race, and everything in the world seems to revolve around her.

"Ah......h

Occasionally, a bird landed on her head and shoulder, which always caused a small exclamation from the girl.

Then he reprimanded the birds with a disgruntled tone.

The queen looked at the girl in the mirror, her appearance was so familiar.

It is the princess of the empire who was brought up by herself, the daughter of the former queen.

A sarcastic smile appeared in the golden eyes, and a low voice echoed through the room.

"You're stupid, I feel sorry for you."

Then with a slight wave of his right hand, the picture in the magic mirror disappeared instantly.

The queen stood up, and at the command of her mind, the myriad objects in the room began to move.

The chair she had been sitting on had also turned into a platform.

What then appeared in the Queen's eyes was a large floor-to-ceiling glass.

Through the clean glass, the queen's eyes reflected a picture of a city.

I saw the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and I was overlooking the entire capital of the Mass Empire.

And the huge statue of the Lord of Radiance was directly below her.

Numerous streets divide the city into districts, with buildings of varying heights located.

The city covers a vast area that seems to stretch all the way to the horizon as far as the eye can see.

Viewed from above, the walking people seem to have been compressed into small sesame dots.

This is one of the best cities, and it goes without saying that it is prosperous.

The queen took a deep breath and squinted her eyes slightly, a flash of deep intoxication in them, and then quietly hidden.

Oh, the smell of power......

When that incident is over, she can rest assured and bold to act against those nobles who don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Want to stealthily control the royal family?

Want to marry the princess and give your own heir to that position?

If their goal suddenly disappears, how do they plan it?

Claiming to be behind everything?

There was a hint of anticipation in the queen's eyes.

By the time her plan was completed, no one would say anything more.