Unspeakable bubbles

"No, Grandpa, I don't want that kind of thing at all."

Seeing that Cecil wasn't putting up with it at all, Salen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cecil, I'm relieved to hear you say that."

"Sigh, just based on this alone, you're better than most family heads!"

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"Lord Carmen, why is the army's progress so slow?"

"It's been more than two months, and the Northern Allied Forces are almost at the capital, but we haven't even gone halfway!"

"Your Highness, please calm down."

Carmen displayed unparalleled patience towards Isabel, who bothered her several times a day.

“Public opinion in the kingdom is not entirely under our control. Many families have believed Prince Chavel’s story. They think you, the princess, are an imposter, and the Marquis wants to take this opportunity to do something bad.”

"Alas, these are all families loyal to the royal family! Yet now they turn against us, fighting to the death to block the army's advance. Truly..."

Hearing this, Isabel was completely upset.

"Yes, can I communicate with them properly? I will definitely expose Chawell's true colors!"

"Your Highness, this is war."

Carmen said calmly, "They've already chosen sides. Do you expect to get them to 'abandon darkness and embrace light' with just a few words from you?"

"..."

Isabel pursed her lips, looking unwilling.

"If you really want to do something, that's fine too."

"There are quite a few neutral families too, you can try to persuade them."

Isabel perked up: "That's right, then hurry up and make the arrangements! With the Golden Mask protecting me, I don't need to worry about my safety."

"Hmm, let me think..." Carmen looked thoughtful.

"Oh, right. There's a count who could be of great help if Your Highness could persuade him!"

"Who?"

Count Ignaz

“Ignaz…isn’t he your Yog family’s mortal enemy?”

“Ha, where did you hear that rumor? Count Ignaz did have a misunderstanding with us before, but that misunderstanding is long gone,” Carmen said casually.

"You're kidding me! How could the murder of my father be forgotten so easily?"

Isabelle felt that Carmen was making things difficult for her, but the proud princess would not admit defeat.

“I will convince Ignaz, you just wait!”

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"Your Highness, please do me justice!"

Isabel had prepared many arguments, but she never imagined she would encounter this situation.

"Uh, you, you get up and talk, don't cry."

A grown man was kneeling on the ground, weeping and begging for her help, and Isabel was immediately flustered.

"Your Highness, it's Bubble Yog! She... she set a trap at the banquet and killed my father!"

"Hmm, I've heard about that too..."

Isabel was about to offer some words of comfort when she was suddenly asked by the golden-faced man, "Didn't you already testify that your father's death had nothing to do with the Yogtis?"

The man with the golden face looked at Ignaz with suspicion. His sadness was genuine, and the hatred hidden in his eyes was not faked.

However, for some reason, she always felt that the way this man looked at the princess was a little unsettling.

Ignaz felt a chill run down his spine. He had suppressed his murderous intent towards Isabel, but this peerless powerhouse still noticed something was amiss.

Section 682, Chapter 681: Resilience

“I once forced my way into the stone castle to confront Marquis Yog, but a certain man grabbed me by the neck and dragged me inside like a chicken.”

Ignaz looked somber: "At that moment, I suddenly realized how powerless I was."

“Your Highness, I compromised at that time. But please believe me, Ignaz never truly yielded!”

Isabel gave the golden-faced man a reproachful look, then quickly comforted him, "I understand. Marquis Yog is very powerful. Even I can only pretend to be friendly with him for now, let alone you."

"Your Highness..."

Ignaz immediately showed a disappointed expression: "Even against Marquis Yog, you're at a disadvantage?"

"Well... that's how it is now, but it won't be the same once I inherit the throne!"

“Your Highness, can you give me a promise?” Ignaz looked at her expectantly.

"One day, I will seek justice for you!"

As expected, Ignaz's face showed an expression of deep gratitude, and Her Highness nodded in satisfaction.

"However, I hope you can suppress your anger for now and help the southern army reach the capital as soon as possible."

"..."

“But those are the Marquis of Yog’s army.”

"That's certainly not the Marquis of Yog's army, at least, most of it isn't!"

Isabel said very seriously, "Many nobles in the South support me, and it is because of me that they have devoted their family's elite troops to me."

“Ignaz, helping the Southern Army is helping me.”

"But......"

Ignaz said in a deep voice, "Some of them are indeed Yoghurst troops, aren't they? I will not provide the Yoghurs with the slightest assistance!"

"Sometimes compromise is necessary for revenge. Ignaz, is it not even acceptable to compromise for the sake of the royal family?"

Seeing that Ignaz was still shaking his head, Isabel suddenly felt a headache coming on.

'Sigh, what a stubborn person.'

Princess was pondering how to continue persuading Ignaz when he abruptly changed the subject.

"Even for the sake of the royal family, Ignaz cannot bow to his enemy, but if it's for Her Highness the Princess..."

Ignaz stared intently at the girl: "For you, I would!"

Huh?

Could this Count Ignaz be one of his admirers?

Princess Isabel was always confident in her charm, so although Ignaz's 'confession' was a bit sudden, she wasn't too surprised.

It's not normal for a young nobleman to admire me!

Jinmian felt a slight sense of relief. No wonder he felt that Ignaz's gaze was off; now he understood.

"I am honored"

The princess said with a smile, "Ignaz, I look forward to your performance on the battlefield."

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After seeing Isabel off, Ignaz was reflecting on whether his words and actions had been inappropriate when an unexpected visitor arrived.

"Rita, it's so chaotic outside right now. If you want to come over, send someone to let me know, and I'll come pick you up!"

“Ignaz, I snuck here this time.”

Rita's eyes were red: "Yesterday I heard my father say that he wants to cancel the engagement between our two families."

Ignaz froze, and stammered, "Why, why?"

Sigh~

Rita sniffed and said softly, "The situation is too chaotic right now. Father... he doesn't really trust you."

Seeing Ignaz frowning, Rita quickly said, "It's just a temporary cancellation of the engagement. Father said that if there are no problems, we'll hold the wedding as soon as the war is over!"

"Honestly, what is Father thinking?"

"..."

Ignaz understood somewhat what the count meant; he still had some doubts about his father's death.

Although she had stated that her father's death had nothing to do with the Yogtis, many people did not believe her, including Rita's father!

If the Earl of Dalton's death was related to that Marquis, Ignaz would certainly take action in this civil war to seek revenge.

For example, one could completely pledge allegiance to a certain princess, or, to be foolish, side with Prince Chavel against the southern army.

'My uncle specifically sent Rita to see me so I could make a choice.'

'Either you wholeheartedly settle down and live a peaceful life with Rita, or...'

Ignaz clenched his fists. He didn't blame Rita's father, because as a count, he had far too many things to consider.

Even letting Rita come to him now would be 'irrational'.

“Ignaz, don’t blame him. He’s getting old, and sometimes he’s just paranoid.”

Rita held her childhood sweetheart's hand, wanting to say something intimate, but he gently pulled away.

"Ignaz?"

"The princess came to see me just now. She wants me to help the southern army."

"Huh?"

I agreed.

Ignaz let out a long sigh, seemingly recalling something, a look of fascination on his face.