Chapter 187

"Alright, Caslathdi, get some rest," Haino said with a smile.

"Teacher, too... By the way, teacher, when do you plan to return to the academy?"

Haino originally came from the academy to help her fight for the throne, but now that she has no hope of becoming Empress, Haino naturally has to leave.

"Let's... let's wait a little longer."

Haino said somewhat awkwardly.

"Didn't you say before that a study was very important?"

"It's okay, I can do it here too."

Hainuo thought to himself, "I want to leave too, but that devil Lin Qi won't let me go!" The thought of Lin Qi telling everyone about her if he left made Hainuo feel terrible.

Sigh~ Ryan, you promised to help me, when are you finally going to get your things back?

"What about you, Caslathdi?" Haino changed the subject. "What are your plans for the future? Are you really going to stay in Baron to assist Emperor Vainay?"

"I have no other choice." Caslathdi turned to look out the window, lost in thought. "Vainay Your Majesty wants to build a mage tower, similar to the St. Marian Academy. I will handle these matters... As for what comes after, I will probably cultivate diligently like a teacher. Or perhaps, I will meet someone I like. Whatever happens, it will be fine."

Haino sighed softly. How long ago was it that the Princess who once firmly told her that she wanted to become Empress had slowly become content with the status quo?

However, she wasn't much better off.

"Alas, we, master and disciple, are truly unfortunate," Hainuo sighed.

"Hmm? What's wrong, teacher? What's wrong?"

"N-nothing, I'll be going now!"

Hainuo left in a hurry.

Caslathdi tilted her head and noticed that her teacher had been acting a bit mysteriously lately; the last time she saw her, she had somehow acquired a magical letter.

"Teacher, actually I'm not that unlucky... This kind of life is pretty good."

Caslathdi chuckled softly and walked to the desk to sit down.

Speaking of which, Shally recently returned. She hasn't met with Ryan yet. It seems she's also going to become High Lord. Will Ryan start fighting with her in the future?

As if by some strange twist of fate, Caslathdi took out a magical letter, wrote down the news of 'Shally's' return, and sent it to the Western Territory.

"If we can't be masters and subjects, we can still be friends, hmm."

Caslathdi nodded, then opened the book. She wasn't sleepy at all; she'd read for a while first.

Angiya arrived at the castle at ten o'clock in the morning.

Because of the arrival of the envoy from Wildea, few people know about this so far, since the outside rumors are still that the Kingdom of Lotte is about to form an alliance with the Augustus Empire.

She could more or less guess why Wildea had come.

It seems that although King Amabena may seem unreliable on the surface, she has actually accomplished a lot. While an alliance with Wildea is not always necessary, having another option is never a bad thing, since the Augustus Empire is indeed difficult to trust.

That is...

Why hasn't the Queen arrived yet at 10 o'clock?!

We had a scheduled meeting with the envoy from Wildea, but we still haven't seen him!

"What on earth is the Queen doing?!"

Angiya walked into the castle with a anxious expression, but as she passed a room, the door opened, and Ryan yawned and stretched, staring intently at Angiya as she passed by.

Angiya: "?"

"Good morning, Miss Angiya," Ryan greeted her with a smile.

"Ryan ...?" Angiya was taken aback. "What are you doing here?"

"Isn't this my room?"

I mean... you're back?

"Isn't this right in front of you?"

"..."

Angiya thought to herself that she was right; she had really been too hasty and confused.

"I have urgent business to Angiya Amabena, I'll talk to you later. I need to go find Queen Ryan...

What's going on? Am I still half asleep, or is this world just too crazy?!

What did I see?

Good morning, Angiya.

Amabena seemed completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation, her disheveled blonde hair yawning sleepily.

Last night was so hectic, how long did she actually sleep? It felt like she barely slept at all, just short bursts of sleep. She felt a little uncomfortable down there and a bit of pain up there, because Ryan was sucking and scratching her.

"Your Queen, what are you doing in... Lord Ryan's room?" Angiya suddenly realized. "Oh, you must have come to see Lord Ryan this morning to discuss matters with the Verdea Kingdom, right? I know, that must be it!"

"No, I slept here last night," Amabena said.

Angiya: "..."

"Wait a minute, let me sort this out, my head is a little..."

"Oh, Angiya, have the people from Veldria arrived yet? Please ask them to wait a little longer, the Queen and I will be there soon... By the way, when we are waiting outside, don't call me by my real name, call me 'Rider'."

Ryan snapped out of his daze. He had just been using Motis's tracking ability to check on Angiya and make sure that she wasn't being controlled by Dilia's power.

Perhaps the other party did not want to increase the risk, since controlling Amabena would be equivalent to controlling the entire Kingdom of Lotte.

"Rider?"

Angiya couldn't help but look at Amabena.

"Go quickly, go as Lord Ryan said!" Amabena urged.

"Okay, okay, I'll get on it right away. You guys... you guys hurry up."

Angiya's head was spinning. That's how things were, just as she thought. As for why it turned out this way... wait, what does that have to do with me?

At least Queen Amabena has become 'smarter'.

This is a good thing for the future of the Kingdom of Lotte.

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Since she couldn't figure it out anyway, Angiya decided to stop thinking about it.

Here, Ryan helped Amabena wash up. They definitely didn't do any exercise in the morning, since they had already done so.

"Damn, I'm really struggling after two days in a row. I need to get some rest tonight."

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The Grand Duke's charm is simply irresistible. As for Amabena, there's no comparison; both are queens in their respective fields.

After tidying up, it was 10:30 before the two arrived at the castle's reception room.

Angiya is inside talking to a silver-haired girl.

The other person looked to be in his early twenties, tall and with a large chest. He was wearing silver armor with a moon shape engraved on the back, which was the exclusive equipment of the Moonlight Knight Order.

She has an oval face, fair skin, exquisite features with a touch of heroism, and sharp, piercing amber eyes.

Needless to say, this must be Monica, the leader of the Moonlight Knight Order.

"The Queen has arrived." Angiya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw them appear.

"Queen Amabena." Monica bowed slightly, then frowned and said, "You agreed to meet at nine o'clock last night, but it's almost eleven now."

Amabena said weakly, "There's nothing I can do, I overslept."

Monica: "???"

Angiya sighed, "Queen, any other excuse would be better than oversleeping!"

Monica's lips twitched slightly at Amabena's bluntness. Although she was somewhat annoyed, she didn't say anything, after all, he was the king and she was just a guest.

"Then let's not delay. I 'Your Majesty come on behalf of Her Elvian to discuss the alliance between our two countries. Let's begin now."

"No rush, Miss Monica," Ryan chuckled. "It's already this late, let's have some tea first... Angiya, have the maid prepare some black tea and snacks."

Angiya glanced at Amabena and then nodded.

"Who are you?" Monica asked, puzzled.

"Oh, my name is Rider."

"Rider?" Monica said, "I haven't heard of him." "We won't need tea, will we?"

She just wanted to finish the task Elvian had assigned her as soon as possible, since the Augustus Empire was still eyeing her covetously.

"No rush, His Your Majesty also wants to chat with you more."

"Yes, Sir Rider is right. Let's sit down and have a good talk."

Since Amabena had said so, Monica had no choice but to comply. However, she was somewhat suspicious of Ryan's identity, as she felt that both Angiya and Amabena seemed to be listening to Ryan.

A cup of black tea.

Another cup of black tea.

Monica didn't know how many cups of black tea she had drunk; she was so sleepy that she wanted to go to bed.

But every time she brought up the alliance, Ryan would cleverly change the subject, and finally, it seemed like they were about to have a proper discussion, but...

"Oh no, it's twelve o'clock, the Queen is having lunch." Ryan glanced at his pocket watch. "How about Miss Monica, we have lunch together, and then continue our conversation?"

"No!"

Monica glared angrily. She could clearly see that Ryan and Amabena had no intention of discussing cooperation, whether it was for the sake of greater benefits or something else. There was no way they could talk today.

"I have other matters to attend to, Queen Amabena. I will come again tomorrow. I hope you will not offer me tea again."

After saying this, Monica bowed to Amabena, then turned and walked out.

Amabena tilted her head. "Don't you like black tea? Then I'll prepare some coffee tomorrow."

Monica, who had just reached the door, stumbled and almost fell.

Ryan chuckled, "Coffee is fine too... but she seems quite anxious. Well, Wildea is in a limbo right now, so they're bound to be worried."

"Ryan, if we do this, Elvian won't be angry and abandon the alliance, will she?" Amabena asked.

"Don't worry, she won't give up so easily, at least not until you explicitly refuse." Ryan shrugged. "Let her wait a little longer, make her even more anxious, and that will be beneficial for our negotiations."

"Really? Then why do I call you Rider?"

"Because of this name, Lotte will surely win."

"Wow! Suddenly I feel a surge of power!"

"Of course not."

Ryan chuckled.

He planned to have the Augustus Empire put some more pressure on them, since the City of Desire was also stirring up trouble in the shadows. Ideally, Elvian would be unable to resist and directly establish a federation, at which point the Northern Coalition would inevitably erupt into internal strife.

When that time comes, with a single order from Lady 'Shally' to Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God, taking down the Northern Coalition will not be a dream.

"Ugh! I'm so angry!"

Monica returned to her residence, took a deep breath, and calmed her emotions.

She then took out a mirror, activated the power of the relic, and soon Elvian appeared in front of her.

"His Your Majesty."

Monica bowed.

"Monica, how did the talks go?" Elvian was obviously waiting for her news as well.

"Not ideal."

Monica recounted her morning's events to Elvian.

"Heh~ She's trying to keep me on tenterhooks and make me anxious." Elvian sneered, seeing through Amabena's scheme at a glance. "She knows that Wildea is at a crucial stage right now and wants to deliberately delay to gain more benefits... But really, that stupid king could come up with something like this? When did she become so clever?"