"Am I really qualified for this position?"
Everyone was there, so Aurelion no longer had to act as dignified and proud as she did at the banquet.
To be honest, Aurelion felt very sudden about becoming the heir to the throne.
In fact, she was not mentally prepared at all.
Although she did think about it, she did not take the initiative to fight for it.
Victor turned around and his eyes fell on Aurelion, who was a little nervous:
"Don't worry, Your Highness Princess."
"This is what His Majesty wishes."
No one is more qualified to be the next Emperor than Aurelion.
Even if there were, Victor would not agree.
If he wants to ensure that everything he does goes smoothly in the empire, he must use his support to make Aurelion the emperor.
However, it is too difficult to promote a queen.
Oberly had wanted to do this for a long time, but he had no reason.
And Aurelion doesn't have enough strength.
Therefore, it can only be done by Victor.
But Aurelion still lacked confidence and responded in a weak voice:
"And my two royal brothers..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Victor kneeling down on one knee.
He put an arm across his chest, lowered his head, and saluted Aurelion.
He seemed extremely respectful.
It was so respectful that Aurelion felt a little strange.
It is a kind of etiquette between monarch and ministers.
When the princess saw Victor like this, she was suddenly stunned, as if she didn't expect Victor to do this at all.
Gradually, Victor's voice sounded.
"Your Highness."
"Everything I did was for you to inherit this country."
Free the demihumans, cooperate with the elves, and get the support of the Mages Council.
They are all increasing Aurelion's influence.
However, he disagreed with all the nobles, stood on the opposite side of all the nobles, and tried every means to start an open war with the Reiser family.
Everything you do is telling others.
The Cravenna family will only support Aurelion.
"I will always be your servant."
Victor's calm voice sounded in Aurelion's ears, drilling into her ears word by word, making her feel a little painful.
Aurelion stretched out her hand tentatively, spreading her fingers, subconsciously wanting to touch Victor in front of her.
But I don’t know why.
In front of her, Victor was kneeling on one knee.
It seemed as if she was extremely far away.
So far away that they don't even seem to be from 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.
If you bend down, the crown will fall off.
Aurelion was a little impatient.
Why?
If she really became the emperor, wouldn't she be able to have everything she wanted?
Can……
The title of Junchen feels so heavy?
"I……"
At this time, Victor had already stood up.
Aurelion raised her head and looked at Victor blankly.
However, at this moment, his eyes were no longer on her.
He just looked behind Aurelion.
Aurelion was also stunned, looking behind her.
It was a silver knight wearing a long blue dress and armor on his shoulders.
Her long silver-white hair looked like fibers made of snowflakes.
With the purity of wind and snow, it reveals the cold and distant loneliness.
That was her other teacher.
Gwen Dehlin.
At the same time, she has another identity.
Teacher Victor's fiancée.
It was like feeling Victor's gaze.
The perfect knight who seemed to be standing in the wind and snow finally took action.
As if the wind and frost had shaken off her body, she walked calmly to Aurelion.
Afterwards, she bowed slightly to Aurelion in the manner of a knight.
Then, she stood behind Victor.
In Aurelion's eyes, Victor and Gwen's figures seemed to be merging.
A deep blackness and pure whiteness.
The two of them stood together and looked so well matched.
Victor's still calm voice seemed to ring in her ears, but she didn't hear it clearly.
"It's getting late, Gwen and I should go back."
"Then, see you tomorrow, Your Highness."
He took Gwen with him, and the two walked side by side, crossing the golden door frame and walking towards the outside of the banquet hall.
Aurelion wanted to say something, but it was like a stone was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
She frowned, her throat choked with sobs, but she could only let out a heavy breath of air.
She wanted to reach out her hand and touch Victor's back.
Several councilors and Duke Levi approached Aurelion and interrupted her silence.
Heim Horn's phantom-like face came closer with indescribable electric snowflakes:
"Please rest assured, Your Highness Princess."
"This is also the deal our council made with your father."
Aurelion turned around and stared blankly at Heim Horn's smiling expression:
"Horn...Congressman."
Duke Levi also stepped forward and bowed slightly to Aurelion.
"your Highness."
"Duke Levi..."
Several heavyweight fourth-level mages stood beside her.
It seemed like he was protecting her safety, and like he was silently supporting her.
But Aurelion just wanted to ignore everyone around her.
Her eyes were still looking in the direction where Victor was walking away.
Staring closely at Victor's shrinking back.
It seemed like a calm voice could be heard even a hundred meters away.
But it doesn't come from Victor.
"Victor, am I very obedient today?"
"I didn't act impulsively, I didn't do anything else."
Victor turned around with a smile Aurelion had never seen before.
As if doting on him, he nodded towards Gwen.
"Yeah, very good."
Gwen's face was expressionless, and her snow-silver hair made her look a little more mysterious under the night sky.
Obviously her indifference makes people feel distant.
But at this moment, she is lonely.
But it seems that it was opened specifically for Victor:
"Then give me a hug."
"We'll talk about it when we get home."
The two walked side by side on the road, silent to each other.
Until the gradually shrinking back gradually blurred and disappeared.
Aurelion blinked.
She was a little unsure whether Victor really left or whether the blurry air covered her eyes.
But no matter how carefully Aurelion looked at the winding road, in the end only a hint of darkness remained.
She felt a trance rushing toward her, and the light in her eyes seemed to leave her, blending into the dark night sky and the magnificent banquet hall.
There was only a dim depth left, like a moth stuck to his eyes, flapping its wings.
The swaying shadow behind him gradually became calmer under the candlelight, on the golden floor.
Stretched very, very long.
…
The day passed quickly.
Just like before, the royal capital welcomed a slight turn of fish belly white.
The news last night quickly spread throughout the aristocratic circle.
It was like a wave that roughly swept everyone into it.
The emperor has chosen his next successor.
Not the eldest prince, nor the second prince,
But the princess of the kingdom, Aurelion Sol.
The news was too sudden, like a bomb dropped into the deep ocean last night.
But maybe it was thrown too deep 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.
After hearing Emperor Aubrey's announcement with their own ears, they naturally no longer felt any excitement.
What's more, compared to this.
At yesterday's banquet, several nobles were beaten to death by Victor.
If this matter spreads, many people may be interested.
It may even make people panic.
Except for the nobles, for most people.
Those goddess cultists who looked very evil sounded closer to their lives than something far away like a princess ascending the throne.
If a relative who usually gets along day and night turns into such a monster one day
Emerging from the corpse's skin...turning into black writhing flesh and blood...
Just thinking about it makes people feel extremely frightened.
at the same time.
A simple and unpretentious carriage was pulled by a horse and rolled over the dusty road.
There was a patch of green and waist-high weeds all around. The body slowly swayed in the breeze and fell sideways.
The dense and swaying woods in the distance also made a "squeaking" sound, and there were no other vehicles passing by on the roads near and far.
There was an unsophisticated man sitting in the bumpy and simple carriage.
The second prince received the news and sat on the rickety carriage with an expressionless face.
He placed the envelope he had pulled out beside his seat, rubbed his brow, and took a deep breath.
"call……"
During the recent period, the second prince felt very tired, both physically and mentally.
After returning from the north, he felt that his luck was too bad.
First he broke his ribs twice, and finally he was targeted by the entire demon hunter organization.
For some reason, I often see those demon hunters in the capital recently.
The greed in his body kept telling him that these demon hunters were looking for something.
But what does a witcher look for?
Not such a thing as a devil?
He had no choice but to leave the capital and hide because of the large-scale appearance of demon hunters.
He could use his status as a prince to drive away those demon hunters.
But the problem is...
Who the hell did this? Why do those witchers all wear the crest of the Cravenner family?
Why are the witchers working for the Cravenas?
It all seemed to have started when his mother, whom he had not seen for a long time, came back.
And now, even the throne has slipped from his hands.
The second prince only thought it was ridiculous,
His father never seemed to approve of him and Albany.
It seemed that everything they had done seemed ridiculous in the eyes of their father.
Finally, 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 voice of a knight driving a carriage came from outside.
"Your Highness, there is another message from the royal capital."
"Her Royal Highness the Princess seems to be leaving the Empire in the past two days and visiting the Kingdom of Kanter in the name of the Empire."
"Victor will be there too."
The second prince rubbed his brows and exhaled a dirty breath.
"I see."
Feeling the swinging carriage, he raised his head again and said lightly:
"Let's go to the capital of adventurers, my royal brother, Albany's territory."
"I think this kind of good news should make him and me happy together."
