Miss Wang Weina, even your cousin won't do!

Wayne never betrayed Laterano!

Natlan, of course, could not betray Vayne!

"I will definitely take you away, no matter the cost!"

Mostima growled, glancing at his guards, and gave the order:

"Chase them at top speed!"

The papal guards behind him exchanged glances and nodded. One of them reached out and lifted Mostima up, and under Mostima's gaze, which had shifted from anger to utter bewilderment, slowly said:

“Envoy Mostima, I apologize for the offense, but…”

With a swift movement, the guard switched hands, easily hoisting her onto his shoulder and dashing out of the lounge like lightning.

"This is the fastest way."

.........

"Primordial, did you see that?"

The tall man, wearing a black raincoat and a bamboo hat, excitedly patted the short man next to him, who was called Benchu, and said.

"I saw it, I saw it."

Beneath his black mask, Primal's gaze coldly followed the troop transport vehicle slowly moving along the road, and he said viciously:

"What a fine lad! He actually dared to hold the princess's hand! We absolutely cannot let him get away with this! Don't you think so, Zijin?"

He glanced at the tall shadow guard beside him. Zi Jin's smile froze on his face. He opened his mouth and mumbled for a long time before finally replying:

"Ah...actually, I think...it's actually quite nice. That blonde...Felin? He looks good, and he's a student at Victoria University, so his family background must be quite impressive. Even if he can't compare to Her Highness, as long as Her Highness is happy, that's all that matters..."

Benchu's face grew redder and redder as he listened, and finally he simply interrupted:

"Nonsense! Zijin, I think you've forgotten how the princess was when she was young! How well-behaved and intelligent she was back then, never causing us or our benefactor any worry! How can you bear to watch her be deceived by a foreign prince and refuse to return home, leaving our benefactor anxiously waiting in Longmen, unable to sleep at night?"

Upon hearing Wei Yanwu's name, even Yingwei Zijin had nothing to say. After all, it was a fact that Princess Chen hadn't returned home without informing them, and their purpose in coming here was to investigate the reason for the incident.

The situation has now been basically investigated and clarified; it was due to Princess Chen's free choice in choosing a partner.

In fact, Ying Weizi could quite understand Princess Chen's thoughts. This was no longer an era that emphasized strict etiquette, and Princess Chen had been studying in Victoria for a long time. New talents emerged in every generation, and Ying Weizi wouldn't object if she took a liking to a local young man. As long as she maintained her principles and didn't let anyone take advantage of her, he would even express his support.

However, it was clear that his colleagues had completely different ideas. Ying Weizi could only feel helpless about this. Even if he wanted to protect the princess, he really couldn't find an excuse. Although it was said that young girls in love were unwilling to tell their families about their boyfriends, the princess had broken her promise to Wei Yanwu, her benefactor, and her unauthorized disappearance was an indisputable fact. This behavior, which was almost like running away from home, was really too much.

"What are you going to do?"

Shadow Guard Zi Jin glanced at Shadow Guard Ben Chu beside him, clicked his tongue, and although Princess Chen was in the wrong this time, as the old saying goes in Yan Kingdom: "Better to destroy ten temples than to break up one marriage." Zi Jin still didn't intend to interfere in Princess Chen's personal feelings. Before reporting this matter to Wei Yanwu for a decision, he would strongly advocate not interfering in Princess Chen's affairs, only secretly protecting her safety from the sidelines.

Benchu ​​finally realized what was going on, pouted, gave Zijin a sour look, but still nodded and said:

"Just keep guarding them like this, don't interfere for now, this is also our benefactor's order."

"Okay...wait a minute?"

Before Zi Jin's excitement had even subsided, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a lightning-fast black shadow leaping up from the mountain path and charging straight towards the troop transport convoy. Upon closer inspection, it was a bizarre, scythe-like behemoth, carrying a rather attractive uniformed woman on its back. And their target was none other than the carriage carrying Princess Chen!

"Not good! Enemy attack!" Benchu ​​exclaimed in surprise. Without a word, he drew his staff from his waist. Despite his flustered state, he recited the incantation for the Five Thunderbolts Orthodox Method, and a fist-sized bolt of lightning shot out from his staff, striking the dark figure in the distance. At the same time, Yingwei Zijin, skilled in close combat, drew his dragon-patterned Tang sword from his waist, leaped into the forest, and raced towards the convoy.

Kal'tsit was chasing the convoy on her Mon 3tr. She could already see the rear of the convoy. Just as she was about to accelerate, the Mon 3tr beneath her let out a terrified roar and slammed on the brakes.

"Smack!" "Pfft—"

A crisp crackling of lightning accompanied the sound of Kal'tsit landing. Kal'tsit, thrown off by the sudden braking of the mon3tr, struggled to her feet. Before she could even speak, she quickly rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging a bolt of lightning that was about to strike her.

Lightning-based Originium Arts? No, this feels more like lightning magic?

Startled, Kal'tsit waved her hand, and Mon3tr instantly appeared in front of him, its crossed scythes blocking another bolt of lightning.

The third one! So fast?

Ordinary warlocks could never cast spells so quickly, especially with this special kind of lightning magic...

Kal'tsit's gaze passed through the gap in the smoking scythe blade of mon3tr and met the black-clad swordsman in the distance, who was walking step by step from the forest with a dragon-patterned Tang sword. She couldn't help but clench her teeth!

Great Yan, Imperial Guards!

Damn it! Are the Laterans not the only ones vying for Vayne with me? Or has someone leaked the news that the Demon King is about to accept Victoria's protection?!

Before Kal'tsit could even open her mouth to question him, the Shadow Guard nearby raised his Tang sword, his sharp eyes, as cold as ice, pointed directly at Kal'tsit, and coldly questioned her:

"Who goes there? State your name! Why do you dare to harm my Great Yan Princess?!"

Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Good Son-in-Law Can't Be Killed by an Assassin!

"Who goes there? State your name! Why do you dare to harm my Princess of Great Yan!"

Shadow Guard shouted coldly, his blade held straight up and pointed directly at Kal'tsit's neck. Even with mon3tr blocking her way, Kal'tsit still felt a chilling killing intent filling the space around her.

Without a doubt, the person in front of you, though he looks a bit old, is undoubtedly a member of the Imperial Guard of the Great Yan Dynasty!

Kal'tsit took a deep breath, her thoughts racing, and made up her mind. In front of Zijin, she gently touched mon3tr's spine.

"Get out of the way."

She gave the order in a low voice, just loud enough for Ying Weizi, who was not far away, to hear.

mon3tr: "(A bewildered roar)?"

Kal'tsit raised her voice slightly, raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, and repeated:

“mon3tr, get out of the way, we are no match for him.”

mon3tr: "(A furious roar of resentment)!"

With a deafening roar, the massive Originium Beast swung its scythes, its eerie green pupils glaring at Shadow Guard Zi Jin not far away. Then, rather reluctantly, it lowered its scythes and slowly swam behind Kal'tsit.

Kal'tsit remained in a gesture of surrender, her face, still covered in dirt and grime, surprisingly calm. She spoke:

"Imperial Guards, there may be some misunderstanding between us."

"I haven't been a member of the Imperial Guard for many years."

The old man in the black cloak seemed to acknowledge Kal'tsit's goodwill. Although he did not sheath his sword, he lowered his dragon-patterned Tang sword. At the same time, the intense sense of crisis surrounding Kal'tsit also diminished.

"call--"

Kal'tsit sighed inwardly, a weight lifted from her heart.

Sure enough, surrendering immediately was the right choice. If there was only one guard, she might still have a fighting chance, but if there was another guard, she could only guarantee that she could escape. If there were more, even she would likely perish here.

Moreover, at this moment, the enemy and ally are unclear; the enemy is in the shadows while she is in the open. Kal'tsit is not confident that she can emerge unscathed from the combined attack of a Lightning Mage of the Imperial Guard level and a Sword Saint of the Imperial Guard level. Furthermore, she dares not linger too long. Once the musketeers in the rest area recover their senses, rescuing Vayne will be an impossible task!

Before Kal'tsit could speak, the Shadow Guard Zi Jin, who had put down his dragon-patterned Tang sword, asked again:

"State your name and your purpose. Why are you riding such a behemoth and charging recklessly at my Great Yan Princess's carriage?"

Princess of the Great Yan?

Kal'tsit's eyes widened slightly, then she clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction.

Which idle member of the dragon bloodline has the audacity to come to this godforsaken earldom to participate in the graduation exam of the Royal Military Academy? Is there any need for it?

Even if Da Yan is not as good as Victoria because of its long-term isolation, it is certainly not far behind. Why would a princess not go back to Da Yan to be a member of the royal family after graduation, but instead come to participate in the graduation exam that will determine Victoria's rising star? What is she after?

How to achieve dynastic change by infiltrating from within and penetrating the core of Victoria?

Please, that kind of thing is only used in Letania, a country that follows the "let them fight, let's get married" principle. And even if you were to do that, the person you'd be looking for should be from the Aslan royal family, what does it have to do with graduation exams...?

Royal family?

Kal'tsit's expression twisted subtly for a moment, then she asked in an incredulous tone:

"You're here to see Wayne?"

“Wien?” Ying Weizi narrowed his eyes and shook his head decisively. “I don’t know him. We are here to protect the princess on the orders of our benefactor. But you… what are you trying to do by riding such a giant beast and attacking the princess’s carriage?”

Zi Jin brandished the sharp blade in his hand, speaking to Kal'tsit with a tone that was half questioning and half threatening.

"I don't think you're stupid. Although this is Victoria's territory, if you really want to harm my Great Yan Princess, we Shadow Guards will risk attracting the attention of the unicorns to cut you down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck half a meter away from Kal'tsit, and wisps of white smoke rose from the ground, as if to confirm that what Shadow Guard had said was true.

Kal'tsit breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, they weren't here to steal Vayne.

She spread her hands and explained:

"Shadow Guard... Your Excellency, this is a misunderstanding. My target is Ka..."

She paused, forcibly swallowing the potentially troublesome words "Princess Kazdel's fiancé," and reorganized her thoughts, saying...

“My target is the Prince of Wales of Victoria, a member of the Aslan royal family—Wayne Bruce, not the Princess of Da Yan.”

Ying Weizi's eyes narrowed slightly beneath his mask, as if he had suddenly remembered something, and he asked:

"What does the Prince Victoria you are referring to look like?"

Kal'tsit was slightly taken aback. Although she was somewhat puzzled, she was forced to answer due to the circumstances:

"Aslan's features are quite obvious; just look at their golden, frizzy hair."

Perhaps the Northern King's purge was too brutal; for a long time during Victoria's reign, the Aslan royal family never made a public appearance. It wasn't out of shyness, but because they had all been wiped out, leaving no one alive. This also led many people to almost forget how to distinguish Aslan from ordinary Felin—that difficult-to-manage but incredibly soft and comfortable frizzy hair.

Kal'tsit's answer reached Yingweizi's ears, and he immediately confirmed the identity of the boy holding Princess Chen's hand.

Well done, Your Highness!

If ordinary noble offspring are not worthy of the true dragon bloodline of the Great Yan, then the prince and princess of the Lion Pride are a perfect match! In fact, because of the extinction of Aslan in recent years, such a suddenly appearing prince is somewhat of a rare animal.

And most importantly, Princess Chen seems to like him very much.

Yingwei Zijin hadn't seen Princess Chen's smile in ages. Ever since Talulah was kidnapped by Duke Koschie, Princess Chen had been deeply devastated. In the days that followed, she not only never appeared before Hei Suo again, but she even ignored her benefactor, Wei Yanwu, with cold indifference. The innocent smile that belonged to a girl of her age seemed to have abandoned Chen. In her, Yingwei Zijin could only see seriousness, grief, and self-discipline.

But today, he, who had been protecting Princess Chen all the way, was gratified to witness Princess Chen's radiant smile all the way.

Ying Weizi is not a rigid person. She believes that a good man is one who can make Chen happy.

A fine son-in-law, this is a fine son-in-law!

And the assassin's target was actually him?

That won't do...

We can't let His Highness Wayne be killed by some lowly assassin!

Last time, it was their incompetence that prevented them from saving Talulah, causing Chen to grieve throughout his childhood. This time, even though it's just him and Benchu, they absolutely cannot let the tragedy repeat itself and ruin the princess's hard-won rekindled youth!