Unspeakable bubbles

Gillian listened attentively to the words read by the lady-in-waiting, and as she listened, her heart gradually calmed down.

'Her Highness is not confused; she has been very generous with the rewards bestowed upon the South this time.'

Even the southerners, who were deeply dissatisfied with the princess's 'lack of consideration,' would surely have no complaints in the face of such a generous reward.

"Your Highness is so generous!"

Alfred beamed with joy. If he was so generous to Southerners, how could he be any less generous to Northerners like them?

"Her Highness is not confused when it comes to important matters."

After meeting some old friends, Duke Hayway walked over to the two men and said, "As long as we provide enough, the southern nobles, especially the Marquis of Yog, will not find fault with us."

"Once the coronation ceremony is successfully held, the situation in the kingdom will stabilize."

"..."

Alfred nodded in agreement, but Gillian remained silent.

She felt her father was being too optimistic. Perhaps the rewards were enough to keep the South peaceful for a while, but the conflict between the Yugoslav Empire and the royal family was deep-seated, and what was being suppressed would eventually erupt.

"Gillian, what are you thinking about?"

Seeing his younger sister looking distracted, Alfred couldn't help but ask.

"I think that the royal family and the Yogites may enter a long period of power struggle in the future."

"The civil war is over, so why are those two still vying for power?"

Alf said, puzzled, "There's no reason for Her Highness to make trouble for Marquis Yog. If Marquis Yog has received enough rewards this time, there's no need for him to keep harping on Her Highness."

Gillian gave a bitter smile and sighed deeply in her heart.

How could there be no reason?

The power of the Yogtis has grown to the point that even the royal family can no longer control it, and that is the biggest reason!

Her Highness had no choice, and neither did the Graeme family, as staunch supporters of the royal family.

'Including the royal family and House Gorem, there are three legendary legions in total.'

'The Skeleton Legion in the south counts as one, while the Blue Wing Army hasn't recovered yet, so it can only be considered half a legion. Hmm, adding the possible Kheshig Legion, there are a total of two and a half legendary legions in the south.'

'The Eastern Griffin family is definitely on the side of the royal family, but the Marquis of Yog also has the support of the Grant family.'

'Cecil, that slippery fellow, pledges allegiance to the princess, yet his wife Mary is a close friend of the Marquis of Yog. It seems he's trying to hedge his bets. If war breaks out, the Mormedy family can't be relied upon.'

In terms of military strength alone, we have a slight advantage, but the gap isn't large.

'In other respects, the royal family has the Seven Great Agencies, and Yogtis also has the Viper. The Seven Great Agencies are, after all, long-established local organizations within the kingdom, so they should be able to…'

As Gillian was pondering, a sudden commotion erupted around her.

"Ok?"

After she came to her senses, she looked around and found that the nobles at the banquet all looked astonished, and everyone's eyes were focused on the little girl who was eating dessert.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Gillian asked, puzzled.

"Weren't you listening? The Marquis of Yog has been dukeified."

A dukedom? From now on, that little girl is a duke.

Gillian felt a pang of emotion, but she soon noticed that her father and older brother both looked rather strange.

"The strength and merits of the Yog territory are sufficient, it's normal for that lord to confer a duke title on them, brother, why are you making that face?"

"It is normal to confer a duke title, but, but Her Highness may have overlooked something."

Alfred's voice trembled slightly: "When the lady-in-waiting just read out the title of Duke that Marquis Yog had been promoted to, the word 'hereditary' was not added."

"..."

Big trouble!

At this moment, Gillian had only one thought in her mind.

Marquis Yog was not only the first nobleman to support the princess, but he also contributed money, manpower, and skilled warriors to this civil war.

As a result, such a mistake occurred regarding the promotion of noble titles.

Why shouldn't it be hereditary?

Back then, the four most powerful families assisted Klein I in establishing Thane, and the heads of these families were all granted hereditary dukedoms.

This is both a blessing and a necessity.

If Klein I dared to not add "hereditary" to his title, the four great families would turn against him in no time!

Similarly, since the Marquis of Yog was instrumental in this civil war, she should also be granted the title of hereditary duke.

It's not hereditary, so it can't win people's hearts!

Gillian's heart pounded as she carefully observed the reactions of the southern aristocratic group and the little girl.

Surprisingly, the southern nobles did not erupt in anger; instead, they fell into an eerie silence.

They were all pale-faced, looking at the little girl with fear, who seemed to be still in shock.

Carmen

"exist"

Why is everyone staring at the bubbles?

"Well..."

Carmen walked over to the little girl and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Huh, Isabel's return gift wasn't enough?"

"Yes, patriarch, there are quite a few new fiefdoms, but the most important 'hereditary dukedom' has not been implemented."

"Why hasn't it been implemented?"

"...You'll probably have to ask that princess."

"Oh"

The little girl nodded and turned to walk towards the door.

All the nobles were taken aback, and William quickly asked, "Lord, Duke, where are you going?"

"Bubble should go find Isabel and ask her clearly. She should receive the return gift she is entitled to."

Although the little girl is usually very easy to talk to and is a perfectly good child, if any bad child tries to bully her, Bubble will definitely teach them a lesson.

Many nobles present changed their expressions drastically. They suddenly remembered that this little girl was not only of high rank and great power, but also a peerless powerhouse who was a reincarnation of a god!

A peerless expert caused a disturbance in the royal palace...

"Your Grace, please calm down!"

Many nobles tried to persuade her, but found that the little girl walked very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a 'whoosh,' the three super strong individuals, Haiwei, Ignaz, and Flag, also vanished.

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"Duke Yog! Don't act rashly!"

Haiwei anxiously chased after the little girl, repeatedly speeding up, but he could never close the distance between them.

“Your Highness was momentarily careless. You can have a proper talk with her. Acting rashly is not good for anyone.”

"Bubble needs to have a serious talk with her."

After saying a few words, the little girl quickly arrived at the princess's bedroom.

"Halt!" Three guards wearing silver masks tried to stop Bubble.

"Make way"

After the little girl calmly said something, the guards were shocked and involuntarily moved aside.

"Your Grace, you cannot go in!"

An old acquaintance, Jinmian, blocked the doorway. She looked at Paopao with an eager expression.

Section 693, Chapter 692: Reflect Properly

Long, long ago, Jinmian had wanted to test his skills against those veteran, unparalleled powerhouses.

As a royal guardian and Princess Isabelle's personal bodyguard, she had to suppress her restless warrior's heart due to her duties.

Now, the golden mask has finally gotten its chance!

“Your Grace, if you take another step forward, the Golden Mask will have no choice but to take action.”

While uttering warnings, Jinmian's eyes were full of anticipation.

The little girl didn't stop; she immediately walked behind the golden-faced man.

Without taking a detour, the golden-masked man stood right in front of Princess Isabella's bedroom.

The little girl walked right up to him, and then she walked behind the man with the golden mask!

The three super-strong individuals chasing the little girl were dumbfounded; they simply couldn't believe their eyes.

'What kind of secret technique is this!'

'How did you do that...?'

Is it mystery or martial arts?

Golden Face stiffened abruptly. Before she could react, the sound of the door opening and closing rang out, and Bubble had already entered the princess's bedroom.

"not good!"

With a drastic change in expression, the royal guard turned around quickly and slammed his fist into the wooden door.

A dull thud sounded, and the wooden door shook, but remained intact.