The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

"She... betrayed the empire? And even tried to assassinate you?"

This fact is truly shocking.

No one dared to believe it.

Glendon gave them a cold look: "What, do I need to say it again?"

The guards quickly shook their heads.

"No!"

"we know!"

"From this moment forward, a nationwide warrant for Babian's arrest is issued! Death or life!"

News of King Quranden's assassination by his own daughter quickly spread throughout the palace and beyond.

Countless agile guards used magic to scale walls and rooftops, searching for the young assassin.

But after searching for an hour, there were still no results.

This matter even alarmed the Seven-Pointed Star.

The members of the Seven Stars, who belonged to the Babian, were quickly subdued by the other Seven Stars members and taken to prison to await trial.

The poor member of the seven-pointed star was also completely bewildered.

Although Bebian is spoiled and willful, she wouldn't stoop so low as to assassinate her own father! Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't have the ability.

There must be some hidden story behind this.

Far from the capital, on the icy plains, a disheveled and exhausted Bebian ran wildly.

In the distance, guards were searching everywhere.

Her expensive clothes were already tattered, and large pieces of fabric had been torn from her dress. Her fair legs were exposed to the cold air, and her face turned pale with cold.

"Hahaha......"

She didn't know where she should go.

Grander will do everything in his power to hunt me down.

I have no power at all. Once the enemy catches up with me, I will only face death.

She can't die, and she doesn't want to die!

Therefore, she had to escape!

But where can she escape to?

Where to flee to?

The city-state that I painstakingly built is definitely gone forever.

The first place that Guranden will definitely blockade is there; going there now would be like walking into a trap.

Therefore, there was only one thing she could think of.

Irkutsk was also the city-state of the elder sister.

We can only try our luck there.

If all else fails, I will have no choice but to flee to the Duchy of Ferrante or even seek asylum at the Papacy of Bysma.

“Grandon…”

“You bastard….”

Harboring hatred for Gulandon, Bebian headed towards Irkutsk.

In the wind and snow, her petite figure and the series of footprints were quickly covered by the blizzard.

Her whereabouts have completely disappeared.

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Beside the stone gate outside the palace.

Tracy sat on the floor against the wall, hugging her knees with her hands, her face buried between her legs.

Tears soaked her dress, and her soft sobs were the sound of beauty shattering.

“Ryan.......”

"Ryan...where are you...?"

"I miss you so much......"

I really miss you...

Where are you...?

Trembling, she murmured the name of her beloved, her mind replaying every moment they shared, those happy times.

It is this longing that intensifies her loneliness and sorrow at this moment.

She curled up, the coldness raging and eroding her soul.

She misses Ryan so much.

I long to be held tightly in his arms, and I long to hear him comfort me, saying that it's okay, everything will pass.

It was as if seeing Ryan would solve everything in front of him.

But... Ryan isn't here.

"Ryan..."

The pain was almost unbearable, and she could only maintain her sanity by repeatedly calling out the name of her beloved.

Please, please appear by my side!

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Clang.

The heavy object fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Annie was startled by the sound and quickly turned around.

The tools used for forging weapons, which Ryan had been holding, fell to the ground and were scattered everywhere. He stared wide-eyed in a distant direction.

Just now, I think I heard someone calling me.

who is it?

"Hey! Why did you suddenly space out!"

"Come help me with these things! I can't carry all these materials by myself!"

Anne picked up her things, muttering complaints, but Ryan completely ignored her.

His eyes were fixed intently on the distance.

The magic power within him suddenly became uneasy, as if it had sensed something.

"Hey!"

"I'm talking to you!"

Seeing that Ryan still didn't move, Annie noticed that his expression was unusually serious, so she stopped complaining and softened her tone.

"Did something happen?"

Ryan's heart pounded, and his breathing became rapid.

what's the situation......

What exactly is this feeling?!

That direction... if I remember correctly, is the direction of the capital city.

The capital city...

Orina has already returned to the Holy See, and Claire is still busy with the autumn harvest in the Duchy of Ferrante, as well as negotiations with the Grudos Merchant Guild. There's no way she could come to the capital.

As for Yvette, she was right under his feet.

Could it be...

What did Tracy encounter?

But why am I able to sense it?

This feeling of excitement didn't last long.

Ryan's breathing began to return to normal, but he had long lost his previous enthusiasm.

Whether Anne could forge weapons or not suddenly became less important.

A strong sense of unease filled his chest.

"You should go back to the workshop first."

"I suddenly remembered something important."

Annie's eyes widened: "Huh?!"

"But you said before that you would personally forge weapons for me..."

However, Anne remembered Ryan's strange behavior earlier, sighed, and waved her hand.

"Oh well, never mind."

"Anyway, you don't know how to forge weapons, so keeping you here will only be a hindrance."

"Go ahead and do what you need to do. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

With a rather nonchalant flick of her wrist, Annie, her petite figure carrying the enormous and heavy goods, walked towards her workshop.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Anne's departing figure.

Then, his eyes turned cold.

Depending on the situation, it might be necessary to make a trip to the capital.

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