This Princess Is Quite Strong

But it's nowhere to be found...

It seemed that, just as the refugees had said, Lamaline had abandoned them and left.

How is that possible?!

Hesitating.

This slight anomaly in their conversation gave the astute crowd an opportunity.

Having finally been intimidated, they now realized the truth of the matter and became increasingly agitated.

"You just want us to die! I quit!"

"Open the city gates! Let us out!"

"Yes! Let us out!"

The crowd grew increasingly agitated, pushing and shoving as they tried to break through the Banshees's guards' defenses and rush into the Banshee Courtyard, forcibly ordering the people to open the city gates.

Even if Mila scolded her at this point, it would be too late.

The collapsing crowd, like the cascading emotions, unleashed feelings that had been suppressed for who knows how long, like a tsunami, washing over the Banshees's frail, leaf-like body.

For a time, people were filled with anxiety.

But at that very moment, the cold iron chain slashed across the ground, sending sparks flying.

The fierce killing intent swept across the entire area like a storm!

Under that terrifying gaze, everyone felt a chill run down their spines!

This is something completely different from Mila's threat.

If Mila's threat was merely a burly man raising his voice in rebuke...

This time, it felt more like someone with a blank expression was holding a gun to their hearts.

Any inappropriate action could provoke the other party to pull the trigger.

The oppression of death truly gripped their hearts!

"Da... da..."

The crisp sound of footsteps slowly rose, as if a wisp of smoke had obscured their vision.

The black figure slowly walked past them.

A powerful sense of oppression forced everyone present to lower their heads.

Asphyxia...

After glancing at everyone present, Maria slowly walked through the crowd.

To be honest, Maria didn't really want to deal with these mobs.

Whatever trouble they cause, they will have to bear the consequences themselves; it has nothing to do with Maria.

But if these people really manage to rush into the courtyard and expose Lamaline's disappearance, then as an outsider temporarily housed in the courtyard, I will inevitably be questioned repeatedly.

There will be even more trouble then.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to nip these people's actions in the bud.

Although this will expose my strength, so... it doesn't matter.

At most, it just means there will be more wary eyes around you afterward.

Judging from the situation at the Allied Forces camp, it's only a matter of a day or two. Once the war breaks out here, these Banshees won't have the energy to continue dealing with their own side.

After pondering for a moment, Maria silently walked around the crowd, nodded slightly to Mila beside her, and then prepared to leave.

After a moment of silence, Mila surprisingly stepped in and stopped Maria.

Where did she go?

Looking up at the woman who was almost a head taller than her, Mila spoke precisely.

Her eyes were filled with stubbornness, and her clenched teeth revealed her resentment.

I don't understand what you're saying.

Maria understood what the other person was saying, but at this moment she was too lazy to prove it and simply pretended not to understand.

But Mila didn't give Maria any room to play dumb.

She stared intently at Maria's hands, which she hadn't deliberately hidden; the tiny ring on her slender wrist was impossible to fake.

She immediately recognized whose hair and ring it belonged to!

Lamaline!

She gave the ring to Maria...

Maria definitely knows where Lamaline is!

"... Is this it?"

Following the other person's gaze, Maria also paused for a moment.

She looked at the thing on her wrist, hesitated for a few moments, and then shook her head.

I was so focused on intimidating these refugees that I didn't realize Mila had such sharp eyes.

Even from more than ten meters away, the Swarm of people could clearly see the small thing on their wrists.

After hesitating for a few moments, Maria also shook her head.

She took off the ring and silently tried to hand it to the other person.

But to everyone's surprise, Mila refused to accept the ring at all. Instead, she took a step back and looked up at Maria.

It seems they absolutely need an answer.

Maria gazed at him quietly in return.

At this moment, more and more Banshees arrived at this place where the gathering had not yet ended, and in no time, their attention was drawn to Maria and Mila in the very center.

That's when I noticed the inconspicuous little ring on Maria's hand.

Where is she?

Mila asked again, her tone far less forceful than before.

A few moments of respite were enough for her to calm down... With Lamaline's abilities, it was unlikely that such a token could be forcibly taken away; even if she was outmatched, she was fully capable of making it self-destruct.

Since Maria was able to receive it, it means that Lamaline indeed gave it to Maria herself.

In other words, this was the person designated by Lamaline, the ruler of the Banshee Court.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, she had no right to question the other party.

Fortunately, Maria didn't care about any of that. After a moment of silence, she realized that she probably couldn't avoid it.

So she simply nodded slightly, silently put the ring back, and prepared to place it where Lamaline had told her to.

As for these people...

Maria turned her head, glanced at everyone present, and sighed.

"Go and assemble your soldiers, prepare for war..."

"The Allied Forces soldiers should be appearing before you soon..."

After a moment of silence, seeing the incredulous expressions on everyone's faces, Maria added another sentence.

"This is her order."

After saying that, she held up the ring on her hand, making it completely visible to everyone.

This time, all the Banshees bowed their heads before him.

They spoke calmly, but with complex emotions.

"Yes, sir."

"Your Highness."

Um?!

Chapter 264 This Princess is a Bit Strong

The succession of Royal Court is actually a rather delicate matter.

Thousands of years ago, the Sarkaz were actually clans that united with each other, which is why they were called Sarkaz.

This form allows them to survive in the primitive world; even if one side encounters a catastrophic problem, the other side can still pass on the name of Sarkaz.

However, later on, because the influence of some clans was so great, the name of the Demon King actually became a symbol of good fortune.

Many demon kings with ideals and ambitions ended up dying at the hands of their own people... Although the reasons for this have been lost with the breaks in history, we can still glean some clues about how much influence clans played.

To solve this problem, the Demon King Quron established new rules that weakened the power of the clans, and instead used bloodlines to establish different Royal Court.

His original intention may have been to use this to diminish the clan's suppression of the Demon King's power, while simultaneously supporting different factions within the Royal Court to turn them into his own.

However, as time passed, the Royal Court eventually became the new clan.

The requirement of pure blood further increases the difficulty for the Royal Court to be subdued by the Demon King.

For other Royal Court, the requirement of pureblood is not particularly difficult... Throughout history, due to the racial characteristics of Terra, finding pureblood brethren has not been difficult.

But the Banshees was an exception.

Ultimately, why is a race characterized by its voice called Banshees and not a singing banshee or a sound banshee?

The biggest reason is that the vast majority of this race is female.

This wasn't a choice made later in life; it was the way it was from the very beginning.

The race of Banshees seems to have difficulty giving birth to male offspring, which can be seen from their custom that both men and women wear skirts.

They never imagined they would have a son.

This thing has even become a stereotype of an entire race, which speaks volumes about its durability.

This led the Banshees to devise a rather subtle spell in order to maintain the existence of the Royal Court.

This refers to offspring born between women.

Some Banshees believe that the existence of this spell interferes to some extent with Banshees choice of the gender of their mate.

Some of the Banshees believed that this was a necessary choice for the sake of continuing the family line.

Regardless, the Banshees seem to have become accustomed to the fact that their bloodline leader is a woman, and that their queen is also a woman.

Furthermore, if their spouse is male, it can raise strong suspicions among the public.

Purebloods are rare enough, let alone pureblood male Banshees.

The phrase "finding a needle in a haystack" doesn't even begin to describe its extent.

Besides the Royal Court Crown passed down through generations, the greatest token of the Banshees is the ring prepared by each new Banshees.

These rings often appear with her from the moment she enters the world until she finds her chosen partner, at which point she gives them to him to signify her status.

The Banshees present couldn't understand why their lord would suddenly hand the ring to a woman they had barely seen.

But power is power.

Since this item has come into Maria's possession, it means that Maria is their shared queen, their 'mistress'.

Upon Maria's reminder, they took action almost instantly.

First, they quickly quelled the rioting refugees who were filled with fear and anxiety, and then urgently pulled Maria aside to hold a meeting.

Since Lamaline is not present, the person sitting in the main seat for everyone at this time can only be Maria.

The group of Banshees gathered together, offered a simple blessing, and then quickly began to discuss what to do next.

Soon, someone provided the answer.

"Defense!"

A Banshees looked around and spoke forcefully.

"Even if we are temporarily conscripted, the number of truly combat-capable people we can organize is not enough to actually engage the Allied Forces in a direct battle. The only thing we can do is defend... passively defend and look for a suitable opportunity to break through their lines!"