Chapter 299

"There are currently around 200,000 people here... According to the planned route, when we reach Kazdel Royal City, we should have around 180,000 people remaining..."

Although it was only a week's journey to the destination, there were far too many unstable factors in the crowd.

Such a massive migration of people would be extremely alarming in any era.

People's excretion, food, water, and other issues will become increasingly uncontrollable.

No one knows what will happen on the road.

Those who only lost around 20,000 are actually being optimistic.

In the event of an emergency, panic, stampedes, or anything else could lead to the loss of countless lives!

But that was all they could do; they had no other choice.

Looking at the surging crowd that almost filled her vision, Lamaline also pursed her lips.

Meanwhile, the Banshees attendant also came over.

"The vanguard has already been dispatched. According to the Royal Court treaty, a region within Kazdel's capital city will be used to house our people."

The waiter spoke, his face also showing worry.

She looked at the Lamaline, then turned to look at the princess who was with her.

At Maria's prompting, she quietly left.

"A promise has been made, girl... there's no need to look back."

Maria stepped forward, gently patted the girl's shoulder, and her voice softened.

"It's time to move on."

"Um."

Lamaline nodded.

She took one last look at the Banshee Capital had existed for centuries.

In the silence, she quietly closed her eyes.

Then.

She waved.

"Set off!"

Volume 1: Chapter 270 The Turmoil

Perhaps even Heaven couldn't bear to see these people who had left their homes suffer any more hardship.

So this time, during their perilous migration, they did not encounter any further brutal pursuit.

Although many unpleasant things still happened along the way, they eventually arrived at their destination safely.

The Sarkaz's royal city has been destroyed time and time again, their homeland, the place all Sarkaz have always dreamed of...

Kazdel.

When Maria arrived, the Banshees in the royal city were already waiting at the gate.

Upon seeing the arrival of the main group, they stepped forward to greet everyone and then began to arrange for the people to settle down.

Because Lamaline had already sent someone to inform them, a large area within the royal city was cleared out for them to rest.

Although these areas are still somewhat small for a population of 200,000, the situation is urgent and there are really not many good solutions.

Moreover, compared to other refugees who fled to Kazdel, these people who arrived with the Banshee Court were already considered to be receiving very good treatment.

Lamaline and Maria were also arranged to rest in the same room.

Although there are still many things to be resolved, the most important task at present is to settle the large number of refugees; almost all of the Banshees's forces have been dispatched.

Lamaline herself wanted to get involved to help everyone complete the task sooner.

But she was eventually persuaded to stop by the Swarm of Banshees.

They appreciated Lamaline's good intentions, but to actually ask the Banshees Queen to do something like this...

The Banshees couldn't bear to lose face like that.

Inside temporary accommodation.

Although it was only a temporary stop, the Banshees here had clearly made special arrangements.

Despite the current scarcity of resources, they still managed to arrange a bedroom of nearly 200 square meters for Lamaline.

The soft, large bed, carved with intricate patterns, can comfortably accommodate six or seven people without feeling cramped.

The room is fully equipped with a dressing table, wardrobe, bookcase, table, and chairs.

On a nearby table, a small incense burner sat, its wisps of smoke rising and soothing the occupants' minds...

"Your Majesty, Your Highness the Queen... please rest. Leave the rest to us."

Beside her, the royal city's Banshees bowed deeply to Lamaline with their hands folded in front of their lower abdomens before leaving.

The two people who remained in the room had different expressions.

Maria glanced at the only bed there, blinked, and then looked towards the bathroom.

"You go first or me?"

Although Maria's body no longer needs such inefficient cleaning methods as washing with water, Maria still habitually washes herself if given the opportunity.

After all, this was a kind of enjoyment for her...

"... You go first."

Lamaline looked a little shy. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke to Maria.

She walked to the side, picked up a book, and slowly began to read it.

Hearing what the other party said, Maria did not refuse and turned to walk into the bathroom.

Soon, the sporadic sound of water began to rise.

What was originally an ordinary sound took on a slightly unusual meaning in Lamaline's ears.

During these days of migration, the Banshees did not hesitate to whisper in their lord's ear.

The more they reviewed the previous war in the Banshee Capital, the more they could feel Maria's role in it.

It's fair to say that if Maria hadn't intervened, they might be facing exile instead of migration.

A once-powerful Royal Court was reduced to exile in the end.

This is almost unimaginable!

Having realized Maria's importance, the Banshees were also extremely eager to get Maria to have some real connection with the Banshee Court.

It wasn't just a matter of appreciating Maria's abilities; more importantly, it was a consideration for the upcoming war. They needed a truly strong and visionary general...

Maria, on the other hand, almost perfectly fits this condition.

The Banshees even said that if Lamaline was truly unwilling to accept, the other Banshees could choose suitable ones to do things that only Lamaline should be able to do.

Unsurprisingly, Lamaline rejected all of the Banshees' suggestions.

Although she refused, the Banshees' suggestion still came to Lamaline's mind.

Even Lamaline had initially decided to face Maria with a calm attitude, was somewhat at a loss.

To be fair, she couldn't say she had absolutely no feelings for Maria.

In fact, Maria's repeated acts of turning the tide in times of crisis did indeed stir something within Lamaline.

After all, people always hope to find someone they can truly feel at ease with.

But it was just a fleeting feeling; it wasn't even love.

Even their current relationship as lord and queen is only temporary and has nothing substantial to do with each other.

However, the words of the Banshees forced Lamaline to consider things more than just her personal preferences.

She is no longer the Lamaline she once was... At other times, she might say that before her true identity, she was simply Lamaline.

But now she has succeeded to the position of Banshees Queen... and Banshees Queen is her primary identity.

She can no longer be as willful and self-centered as before.

We must prioritize the overall situation.

Can...

Lamaline has had quite a bit of contact with Maria during this time.

But she knew almost nothing about this woman.

She knew absolutely nothing about where she came from, where she was going, or what her goal was.

In fact, she still doesn't even know if Maria is Sarkaz.

Given such a delicate situation, how could she possibly ask Maria for anything more?

Thinking of this, Lamaline's face was also full of bitterness.

She put down the book she was using to deceive herself and couldn't help but rub her temples.

"Lamaline, oh Lamaline... what happened to you?"

This confusion is unlike you.

You didn't look like this when you inherited the crown...

Taking a deep breath, Lamaline quickly calmed herself down so that she could re-examine her thoughts.

At that moment, the sound of dripping water in the bathroom behind them gradually subsided.

A moment later, the door opened.

"I'm done washing..."

A cool, clear female voice drifted out, and Lamaline let out a breath.

Turn around...

"Ah, I'm coming..."

The woman's words trailed off before she could finish speaking.

Maria turned her head away in confusion.

But they found that Lamaline's slightly reddened pupils were wide open, and she was looking at them in shock.

"What's wrong?"

Maria didn't seem to notice anything wrong and turned her head slightly.

Lamaline quickly turned around as well.

"N-nothing..."

As she spoke, her voice was frantic, and her exposed neck was already stained with blood.

I felt somewhat shaken.

So big... no! It's so white...

That's not right either!

It's so clean...

No, no, Lamaline, what are you thinking?!

Curled up in the chair, Lamaline was completely distraught.

Her heart was pounding, her blood was rushing through her body, and her trembling body showed her wavering.

I felt a bit dazed.

Maria gave the girl a slightly strange look, then shook her head and moved closer.

Is this your water?

"Yes... yes."