After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Sometimes, Frank would joke with others, saying that he was the only prisoner in the kingdom, and that his sole purpose in wearing the crown was to build a tall cage and confine himself to it for the rest of his life...

Now look what's happened, he's truly become a member of the "prison generation"!

The kingdom's leaders discussed the matter from late at night until dawn, but still couldn't come up with a sound plan.

The two elderly men below were still consulting various documents, while Frank drank cup after cup of strong tea, his hands resting on his scepter, forcing himself to stay focused.

Previously, some nobles had even gossiped to him, saying that Duke Oswald was a fame-seeking scoundrel, otherwise why would he choose to defeat the immortal serpent by his own strength instead of using an army?

This time Frank understood that some things cannot be won simply by having a large army.

Faced with a great mage, soldiers could still use human lives as bait, even at the cost of their own lives. This was because both demons and humans, great mages, were still mortal beings.

Even ordinary soldiers with swords and knives could easily stab a bloody hole in them when they got close.

But the Undying Python is no good; if it can't break through the defense, it simply can't. The Blood-Clad Saintess is also no good; she can corrupt you at will, even if you are a great mage, the result will be the same.

And now, another monster representing death may very well appear...

"Take a break, you can't rush things."

Seeing the two old men working so hard, Frank felt a little embarrassed. He waved for his servants to help them out of the pile of books, then turned to look at Commander Robert, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.

Robert, the Grand Master of the Royal Knights, and his most trusted confidant, unfortunately had a daughter named Lilith!

Your family's illustrious reputation is truly...

Frank was about to explode in anger when he suddenly remembered his sister, Princess Diana, and then he looked at Archbishop John, who was slumped on the sofa with his eyes closed, taking a nap.

"Every family has its own problems."

Leaning back on the throne, Frank sighed expressionlessly, which moved Robert deeply, causing him to burst into tears.

"Your Majesty, I couldn't control myself for a moment. It's all my fault! I was so ignorant. Everyone in the capital knows that my condition is medically known as premature ejaculation, Your Majesty!"

Frank "..."

How wonderful it would be if you were infertile.

"Alright, there's no need for this. You're a veteran, and I know how loyal you are." Frank had no intention of scolding Robert anymore. What was the point of saying these things now? It was better to talk about something practical.

Frank twirled the scepter in his hand, then looked up, gesturing for Robert to stand, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the relationship like between you and your daughter? If you try to dissuade her, will she listen to you?"

Wiping away his tears, Robert responded honestly.

"Um...generally speaking, she's a good girl."

Frank chuckled in exasperation. "That's not ordinary, is it? I remember Lilith is your only daughter, right? Tell me straight, do you have any authority over her?"

Robert thought for a moment, then lowered his head and said hesitantly, "No."

Frank, unsurprised by the answer, sighed heavily. As the unfavored second prince of the royal family, he could almost instantly discern the family status of the noble children.

Like Luna, I heard that she used to be an honest and well-behaved child, but ever since she got Duke Oswald's support, she has become incredibly arrogant, even daring to start a chaotic battle in the royal city.

However, Oswald was a man of great talent, capable of turning the world upside down with a flick of his wrist, and Luna could only be obedient in his presence.

As for Robert, it's hard to say...

"Don't go home during this time, just stay with me." Frank thought for a moment and decided to give himself some security.

If Lilith really does become a calamity, using her father as a hostage can at least hold out for a while.

Robert retreated, tears streaming down his face. He knew he couldn't save his daughter now; he needed to think of a way to protect the other family members.

After Robert left, Medivh, who was holding a teacup in one hand, suddenly spoke up: "The information Oswald revealed said that they became the trigger points for the curse, either by dying or by reaching the day of their previous life's wish."

"Your Majesty, if Lilith has not yet become the curse by the day of prayer, I suggest we contact the Duke and find a suitable place to kill her."

Frank remained silent. When it came to ruthlessness, the old man was the best. Besides, this experiment was necessary, since there were three more pre-existing curses waiting for them.

"Could we change it? Your Majesty, and the old gentleman," John said, slowly opening his eyes and glancing at the two men.

"The power of death is too terrible. I think even the Duke of Oswald and the old man Medivh might not be confident that they could eliminate her."

Upon hearing this, Frank and Medivh both fell into deep thought. Maria had eradicated the plague in her previous life, and in this life she had become a curse with the characteristics of a plague.

Therefore, the prayer for the resurrection of the dead is too dangerous, and it's also related to the undead. What if Lilith really can control the undead? What would happen to the hundreds of thousands of undead troops in the Southern Territory...?

It's possible to exchange them, but it's not easy, because the other three owners of the Wishing Star are still in the process of opening blind boxes. The only known wish is related to time travel.

The power of time is not to be trifled with either.

"Let's take it one step at a time." Medivh rubbed his temples, trying to clear his mind. "Your Majesty, what we must do now is monitor the movements of the Great Sage and the Mage's Guild."

"The capital city is temporarily under strict lockdown, and troops from all over the country are converging on it. In addition, we must try to obtain as much intelligence as possible during this period."

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The next day, Frank and Medivh arrived outside the library, but still found no information about the Great Sage.

In other words, they didn't even know whether the Great Sage was in the capital or not.

Frank turned and raised an eyebrow at Medivh. Sure enough, these secretives were the most troublesome.

(A model worker from a winery gave this a thumbs up.)

Sigh, if he had known he would be taking on such a mess, why did he bother fighting for the throne?

Since they were out of the palace, the two of them didn't take a carriage, but strolled along the streets to relax.

On the way, Frank, dressed in civilian clothes, said with a wry smile, "Madvin, I have the will to govern this country well, but I'm always hampered at every turn."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that familiar green-haired figure and quickly slid off to another road.

That was close! I heard that grain prices have been rising recently. If Saint Jane had caught me at this time, I would have definitely gotten a lecture.

Under Medivh's speechless gaze, Frank quickly changed his expression and continued with a worried tone, "The new saintess is a good person, but unfortunately she is Oswald's person. If I take her advice, the nobles will cause an uproar."

While Yu Guangzhong's saintess was still treating homeless people on the street, Medivh coughed lightly, "Your Majesty, these are special times. It would be better if we got closer to the Northern Territory."

"So what?" Frank, the police chief, suddenly had a bad feeling.

Medivh smiled gently. "The royal city is under strict lockdown, and many beggars and vagrants have no way to survive. How about Your Majesty contribute some funds to help the Holy Maiden settle them?"