"Am I really, up to the task?"

It was all her own people, so Aurelian no longer needed to be as dignified and proud as she was at a banquet.

To be honest, Aurelian also felt very sudden about becoming the heir to the throne.

She wasn't actually mentally prepared at all.

Although she did think about it, she didn't take the initiative to choose to fight after all.

Victor turned and looked at Aurelian, who was a little nervous:

"Don't worry, Your Highness Princess."

"That's what Your Majesty wants."

No one is more fit to be the next Emperor than Aurelian.

Even if there were, Victor wouldn't agree.

If he wants to ensure that everything he does is unimpeded in the Empire, he must make Aurelian Emperor with his own support.

However, it is too difficult to promote an empress.

Oberly had wanted to do it for a long time, but he had no reason.

And Aurelian doesn't have enough strength.

So, it can only be done by Victor.

But Aurelian was still a little lacking in confidence, and responded in a weak voice:

"And my two royal brothers......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw that Victor was already on one knee.

With one arm across his chest, he bowed his head and saluted Aurelian.

He looked extremely respectful.

It was so respectful that Aurelian felt a little strange.

It was a kind of etiquette between kings and courtiers.

When the princess saw Victor like this, she was suddenly stunned, as if she had not expected Victor to do this.

Gradually, Victor's voice rang out.

"Your Highness."

"Everything I do is for you to inherit this country."

Liberate the sub-people, cooperate with the elves, and get the support of the Mage Council.

It's all about increasing the influence of Aurelian.

And disagree with all the nobles, stand in opposition to all the nobles, and find ways to openly wage war with the Lesser family.

All of this is to tell others.

The Cleavener family will only support Aurelian.

"I will always be your courtier."

Victor's indifferent voice rang in Aurelian's ears, and word by word penetrated into her ears, making her a little painful.

Aurelian tentatively stretched out her hand, her fingers spread, and subconsciously wanted to touch Victor in front of her.

I don't know why.

In front of her, the kneeling Victor.

It seemed so far away from her.

It's so far away that it doesn't even look like it's the same world.

If you don't bend over.

She couldn't even touch her teacher.

But if you bend down......

"Your Highness."

Victor shook his head.

Bend down, and the crown will fall.

Aurelian was a little anxious.

Why?

If she really became the emperor, wouldn't she be able to have everything she wanted?

Can......

The name of the monarch and minister, but I feel that it is so heavy?

"I ......"

By this time, Victor had already stood up.

Aurelian looked up and looked at Victor in a daze.

However, his gaze, at this moment, was no longer on her.

He just looked behind Aurelian.

Aurelian was also stunned, looking behind her.

It was a silver-white knight in a long blue dress and armor over his shoulders.

Her long, silver-white hair was like fibers made from snowflakes.

With the purity of wind and snow, revealing the cold and distant loneliness.

It was another teacher of hers.

Gwen Delin.

At the same time, she has another identity.

Victor's fiancée.

It was as if he felt Victor's gaze.

It was like a perfect knight standing in the middle of the wind and snow, and finally had a move.

As if shaking off the wind and frost on her body, she walked calmly in front of Aurelian.

After that, she bowed slightly to Aurelian in a chivalric manner.

Then, she stood behind Victor.

And in Aurelian's eyes, the figures of Victor and Gwen seem to be merging.

A deep pitch black, and a pure and unsullied white.

The two stood together, but they seemed so compatible.

In her ears, there seemed to be Viktor's still indifferent voice, but she didn't hear it too clearly.

"It's getting late, Gwen and I should go back."

"See you tomorrow, then, Your Highness."

He took Gwen with him, and the two walked side by side, striding past the golden doorframe towards the outside of the ballroom.

Aurelian wanted to say something, but it was as if a rock had stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

frowned, choked in her throat, but only made her spit out a heavy breath of air.

She was delusional in reaching out to reach Victor's back.

Several councillors approached Aurelian, along with Duke Levi, interrupting her silence.

Heim Horn's phantom face, with an indescribable snowflake of electricity, leaned in:

"Rest assured, Your Highness the Princess."

"This is also the deal that our council made with your father."

Aurelian looked back at Heim Horn's smiling expression:

Horn...... Honourable. ”

Duke Levi also stepped forward and bowed slightly to Aurelian.

"Your Highness the Princess."

"Duke of Rivi......"

Several heavyweight fourth-order mages stood beside her.

It seems to be protecting her safety, and it seems to be silently supporting her.

But Aurelian only wants to ignore everyone around her.

Her gaze was still looking in the direction of Victor's departure.

Staring at Victor's shrinking back.

It seems that a hundred meters away, an indifferent voice can be heard.

Not from Victor, though.

"Victor, am I obedient today?"

"I didn't have the impulse, I didn't do anything else."

Victor looked back with a smile that Aurelian had never seen before.

As if doting, he nodded at Gwen.

"Well, that's good."

Gwen was expressionless, and her snow-silver hair made her more mysterious under the night sky.

Obviously, her indifference makes people feel distant.

But at this moment, her loneliness.

But it seems to be open specifically for Victor:

"Then you hug me."

"Let's talk about it when we get home."

The two walked side by side on the road, silent.

Until the shrinking back gradually blurs and disappears.

Aurelian blinked.

She wasn't sure if Victor had actually left, or if the blur of air had obscured her eyes.

But no matter how carefully Aurelian looked at the winding road, all that remained was the darkness of the night.

She felt a trance rushing towards her, and the light in her eyes seemed to leave her, merging into the dark night sky and the golden banquet hall.

All that remained was a dull depth, like a moth clinging to its eyes, fluttering its wings.

The flickering shadows behind him also became calm under the candlelight, on the golden floor.

Stretched very long, very long.

……

The day passed quickly.

Wang Du, as before, ushered in a slightly flushed fish belly white.

Last night's news quickly spread throughout the aristocratic circle.

It's like a tidal wave, brutally involving everyone.

The emperor has already decided on the next heir.

It's not the eldest prince, it's not the second prince,

It's the princess of the kingdom, Aurelian Thor.

The news was so sudden, like a bomb dropped into the deep ocean last night.

But maybe it was lost too deeply, and it didn't make any waves.

Because no one is surprised.

Last night, most of the nobles in the royal capital attended the banquet.

Hearing the announcement of Emperor Oberly with his own ears, they naturally did not feel any more excited.

What's more, compared to this.

At yesterday's banquet, several nobles were killed by Victor.

If this matter is spread, it may be of interest to many people.

It may even make people panic.

Except for the aristocracy, for the majority of the populace.

The seemingly evil goddesses sounded closer to their lives than the princess's accession to the throne.

If it's a relative who usually gets along day and night, one day it will become such a monster

Got out of the carcass's skin .... Turned into black writhing flesh.....

Just thinking about it makes people feel terrified.

Meanwhile.

A simple and modest carriage was pulled by a horse and ran over the dirt road.

Surrounded by green, waist-high weeds, swaying in the breeze and slumping to one side.

There was also a 'whooshing sound' from the shaky woods in the distance, and no other vehicles passed by on the roads near and far.

In the somewhat bumpy and modest carriage sat a man who was not plain.

The second prince received the news and sat on the rickety carriage with a blank expression.

He placed the envelope he had drawn out to the side of his seat, rubbed his brow, and took a deep breath.

"Hoo ......"

Recently, the second prince has felt very tired, both physically and mentally.

When he came back from the North, he felt that his luck was too bad.

First he broke his ribs twice in a row, and finally he was targeted by the entire demon hunter organization.

For some reason, those witchers have been seen a lot in the royal capital lately.

The greed in his body has been telling him what these witchers are looking for.

But what can a witcher look for?

Not a demon yet?

There was no way, because of the large-scale appearance of demon hunters, he had to leave the royal capital to hide.

He could use his status as a prince to drive those demon hunters away.

But here's the problem......

Who the hell did the good thing, and why did those witchers all wear the Cravina family crest?

Why are even witchers working for the Kravenna family?

It all seemed to have started when his mother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, returned.

And now, even the throne has slipped out of his hands.

The second prince only felt ridiculous,

The Father never seemed to approve of him and Albany.

It seems that everything they have done seems ridiculous in the eyes of their father.

In the end, he handed over the throne to the little princess whom he loved even more.

He was even willing to let a princess inherit the empire.

Before that, neither he nor Albany.

Neither of them felt that the little princess was a threat.

After a long time, the sound of a knight driving a carriage was heard from outside.

"Your Highness, there is another piece of news, from the royal capital."

"Her Royal Highness the princess seems to be leaving the empire in the past two days and visiting the Kante Kingdom in the name of the empire."

"Victor will go too."

The second prince rubbed his eyebrows and exhaled a foul breath.

"I see."

Feeling the swinging carriage, he raised his head again and said lightly:

"Let's go, take a trip to the capital of adventurers, my royal brother, the territory of Albany."

"This kind of good news, I think he should also be happy with me."