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"Ah, the Marquis has arrived!"

"Great! Your Excellency Marquis, you've finally arrived!"

"We've been waiting for you."

Before the little girl could even greet Carmen, a large group of nobles immediately surrounded her.

"What are you doing here?" the little girl asked, looking at them blankly.

"Princess Isabelle has shown us no respect whatsoever, Your Excellency Marquis. From now on, we will stand with you through thick and thin!"

One of the original members of the royal faction spoke up, and the others echoed his sentiments.

"What did Isabel do that makes you all so angry?" the little girl asked curiously.

"She handed over military power in the south to the northerners, Your Excellency. Countless people have died or been wounded in the south after the siege!"

"My family sent out all their elite troops, all out of loyalty, but I never expected this..."

“Princess Isabel is not a grateful person, Your Excellency, you should be careful.”

"My lord, you wouldn't believe it if I told you..."

Looking at the indignant southern nobles, even though he had already received the intelligence, William still felt a sense of disbelief.

'How could Isabel make such a mistake, having completely lost the support of the southern nobles before even ascending the throne?'

William glanced at Carmen, who was squeezed to the very edge by the nobles, and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.

Lady Carmen

"Hmm, Your Grace?"

"May I speak to you in private?"

Judging that she wouldn't be able to speak with the king for the time being, Carmen nodded.

"..."

"Isabel may be immature, but she is not stupid."

"Your Grace, being immature is often just foolishness."

How did you do that?

"Hehe, it just showed everyone Her Highness the Princess's 'immaturity'."

"Those royalists are not to be trusted!"

In the carriage, Duke William said bluntly, "I don't think Isabel will give up on them. Their anger is only temporary. Maybe if Isabel says a few nice words in the future, they will obediently stand on the side of the royal family again."

“Your Grace, the question now is not which side they want to stand on.”

Carmen smiled. "The family's elite forces have been severely damaged, or even wiped out entirely. What can they do, being in the south?"

"They may not be truly loyal, but for a long time to come, even if they are just pretending, they will have to pretend that they are on the side of the family head."

"Once you keep up the act for a long time, the fake becomes real."

"Besides... Your Grace, many people may not be faking it."

“Isabel’s behavior is truly disheartening, and it’s not surprising that some royalists genuinely want to pledge allegiance to the head of the family.”

"..."

"Carmen, if you weren't the Marquis's confidant, I would have recruited you no matter what!"

William said with emotion, "Based on your achievements this time, it would be only right for the Marquis to bestow upon you the title of Viscount."

"You flatter me. Carmen didn't accomplish anything this time except for losing troops."

"Hahahaha!" William pointed at Carmen and shook his head repeatedly.

"By the way, Carmen, I have a distant niece who is gentle and virtuous. I see you're not getting any younger, have you considered settling down?"

"what?"

Section 689, Chapter 688: Not much better

"Your Highness, after you stood on the bed that day, you were suddenly teleported to the vicinity of Yogtis?"

“That’s right, teacher.”

Isabel recalled, mimicking her father's way of addressing astrologers: "The maid cut her wrist, and strange patterns appeared after the blood dripped onto the bed."

"Me, Golden Mask, and her—the three of us were teleported out of the palace together!"

"Teleportation array..."

The astrologer muttered to himself, "It's unbelievable that such a thing actually exists."

"Teacher, can you imitate and create more teleportation arrays?" the princess asked expectantly.

"Your Highness, this is extremely difficult."

"We have a sample, don't we? With that bed, even if you led the masters of mysticism from the First Agency to study it for several years, you still couldn't figure out the principle?"

“Your Highness, we know nothing about this advanced technology. We have nothing but a bed with strange patterns.”

"Under such circumstances, let alone a few years, even decades of research might not be enough to get a basic understanding."

"and......"

The astrologer said in a deep voice, "I once performed a divination, and it was determined that if that bed is studied in depth, it will bring misfortune to the kingdom in the future."

"Misfortune?" Isabel was startled.

"Yes, Your Highness, that bed was likely left to us intentionally. It's good that the kingdom hasn't figured anything out yet, but if they have, with only a superficial understanding, they might be maliciously misled."

“If the overall direction goes wrong, the things we have spent countless efforts to research may actually be detrimental to the kingdom.”

"That's so dangerous. Then, teacher, you should just destroy that bed."

Isabel looked very unwilling: "Damn it, he's clearly a nouveau riche, how come he has such amazing skills!"

"Your Highness, I believe that Marquis Yog has joined forces with some powerful force."

The newly appointed head of the Seventh Agency, Hiraoka Shin, tried to make an impression on the future queen: "Planting spies in the palace is not something that can be done in a year or two. Marquis Yog hadn't even made his fortune yet back then."

"Oh, then tell me, which major power has she allied with?"

Seeing that Princess Hiraoka Shin's tone was a bit off, he said nervously, "The Seventh Agency is investigating with all its might."

"Heh, how long has it been? There's still no result?"

Isabel said coldly, "Bach is a good-for-nothing. He was completely unaware that the palace had been infiltrated by other forces. You, who succeeded Bach, are no better!"

With a thud, Hiraoka Shin immediately knelt down on the ground.

His face was pale, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"..."

After waiting a while and seeing that he had no excuses, Isabel said calmly, "His attitude was not bad, and he didn't give me any nonsense."

"Go down now, and be more careful in your work in the future."

"Your subordinate takes his leave."

.......................................................................

The coronation ceremony is still being prepared, but as important nobles arrive in the capital one after another, a grand welcome banquet has already been held.

"Is that the heir of the Griffin family? He's representing His Majesty the Duke this time."

"The Duke was represented by the family heirs from the Momedi family, along with many young people."

“Look, that’s Miss Gillian and Master Alfred from the Graeme family.”

"There are so many young people at such a high-profile banquet, haha, I suddenly feel old."

"This is a symbol of the kingdom's vitality!"

The civil war was over, and the nobles who came to the banquet were in high spirits.

Seeing those young people, in particular, filled them with hope for the future of the kingdom.

"Marquis Yog, have you not arrived yet?"

"Even Duke William isn't here."

"I heard that the two of them came together... Instead of going to the capital immediately, they went directly to the Southern Army's camp."

"..."

"Hahaha, let's drink! We won't leave until we're drunk!"

“Cecil, this is my first time attending such a high-level banquet.”

Mary's face flushed, and she asked in a low voice, "Is there anything wrong with my clothes?"

“Mary, you are the most beautiful girl at the banquet today.”

"Nonsense, it is Your Highness the Princess who is right."

Cecil was momentarily conflicted; should he deny it now?

However, directly saying that Princess Mary is not as pretty as herself seems a bit problematic.

"Look, the princess is here!"

At this moment, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

"Mary, I'm going now."

Cecil and Mary exchanged a glance before walking directly toward the princess. Strangely, Mary, as his wife, did not follow.

"your Highness!"

"It's Cecil. Isn't Duke Salen coming this time?"

"Grandpa is unwell and really can't come."

Seeing Cecil's grief-stricken expression, Isabel was also taken aback.