The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

"I don't think that's appropriate," Hugh Tinson said, his expression becoming increasingly cold. "As deputy general of the military region, I order the entire army to set up camp on the spot and set out the next day."

"I forgot to explain, General," Phoebus shook his head slightly. "We are General Yu Ant's personal guard battalion. Our mission is to ensure the smooth transition of the two of you to your posts. Even His Majesty the Great Emperor cannot circumvent the rules and deploy us."

"Oh shit."

Hugh Tinson cursed inwardly, nodded, and rode ahead.

Ralph Tinson rode up and followed, whispering to each other in hushed tones: "What should we do? This doesn't look right."

"Of course I know something's wrong," Huen Tingsen said with a dark face. "Princess Lorraine had just been assassinated, and that old bastard, Fuman Ant, attacked us the very next moment. He wanted to take this opportunity to completely squeeze us out of the center of power!"

"Fuman Ant's actions this time have been quite dramatic, and he's taken advantage of the situation to implicate many people. Do you think it's possible that he wants to pin the blame for the assassination of the princess on us?"

"If that were the case, we should be under investigation in the Tribunal now, rather than being excluded as we are now."

"The Royal Guard Battalion and the Flying Cavalry Regiment at Beeming Pass are all Ant's subordinates. Staying in the mountains and forests with these bastards is a thousand times more dangerous than staying in Cloudtop City... Maybe he's just going to kill us."

"He dares!" Huen Tingsen was furious, then lowered his voice. "He dares not. Even if the emperor asked him to balance Yunling, he has no right to kill Tingsen's officers without permission! If he really acts recklessly, the Ante family will no longer have a place in the empire!"

"What if this was instructed by Princess Lorraine?"

"How dare she..." Huynh Tingson hesitated, frowning, "Why would she want to kill us? Just because of those palace rumors?"

"You know the rumors best, right? Think about how she treated her instructor," Ralph Tinson continued. "She's being praised to the skies by those idiots, but you know, she's more ruthless than anyone else when she strikes."

“Noelle’s incident was just an accident…”

"It's still unexpected!" Raffl Tinson growled, "You know what will happen if you fall into Tianlong's hands. It will be ten thousand times more cruel than your interrogation of the rebels!"

Huynh Tinson was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to do? I'm just a Knight of the Iron Throne, and you're just a Peeping Secret. How can you be a match for Phoebus?"

Raffl Tinson used his secret technique to create a small barrier that blocked the sound. He said, "Further ahead is a cliff with a drop of over a hundred meters. Listen to my instructions later. Let's jump down together and escape separately."

A drop of hundreds of meters, let alone a river below, wouldn't kill a high knight even if it were concrete. If handled properly, even an apprentice would only suffer minor injuries.

When Huen heard this, he thought for a moment and nodded.

The terrain of the marching route gradually rose, and soon a road winding along the steep cliff appeared ahead.

Halfway through the journey, Raffl Tinson suddenly threw his lance into the cliff. The secret text engraved on the lance suddenly flashed, and silent vibrations spread out. The mountain collapsed in an instant, and countless huge rocks rolled down.

"Enemy attack, prepare to fight—"

Rafeel roared, letting his amplified voice carry through the marching ranks.

But the next moment, without waiting for the army to react, Huon Tingson jumped off the cliff. Raffl said again: "Oh no, General Huon fell off the cliff, I'm here to save him——"

It was already pitch dark and it was hard to see clearly. When they heard that the general had fallen into the water, even the most well-trained soldiers became panicked.

Only the officers headed by Phoebus remained calm, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Half a minute after the chaos occurred, the arcane sorcerers accompanying the army immediately cast illumination to light up the night sky.

Hundreds of griffins and several giant eagles with a wingspan of more than ten meters were circling in the sky.

At the highest point, a majestic woman with a sturdy body and flying braids is standing on an eagle beast. If you don’t look closely, it is hard to tell that this is a woman.

She looked down at the narrow canyon like an earthworm from an altitude of four thousand meters, staring at the rushing river.

When her naturally perfect pupils reflected a tiny dot, she took a light step and jumped down.

The strong wind whistled in her eardrums, the air flow was like a knife, she flashed away in an unreasonable posture, and the fierce momentum sent out a sonic boom, which became faster and stronger, and finally fell into the turbulent river, like a falling meteor.

Just two seconds.

"boom--"

Like a violent tsunami, Clara plunged into the riverbed and stepped on Ralph Tinson's spine.

Even so, the latter still did not turn into meat paste in an instant, only the crackling sound was covered by the loud noise.

The surging waves rose up the road, soaking the soldiers' iron boots.

Immediately afterwards, several tall knights jumped down from the sky.

Hugh Tinson stared at the shadow in the sky.

The High Knight possesses the ability to enhance and attenuate things without limit, but the specific application depends on personal inclination and talent.

Hugh Tinson wasn't sure if those people would explode like a cannonball when they stepped on his face.

He was only an apprentice, never having seen a true battlefield, and at most, he'd been able to earn money from his fellow villagers in Yunling. But he had heard of some high knights obsessed with "perfection," who delighted in engraving the Divine Emperor's secret texts into their flesh, crafting themselves into works of art loyal to the High Tower, making every gesture a manifestation of unparalleled greatness, a true killer.

The cloud of death hangs over my heart.

Both were High Knight Paths, and if the Heavenly Ones were made of fine steel, then he was a piece of pig iron.

"I surrender!" he shouted.

The shadow that was so close paused for a moment.

Then he stepped on his jaw and broke it, and the sky turned dark.

……

When Hugh Tinson woke up, he found himself in a dark cell. He opened his mouth and found that his jaw was not flexible. There seemed to be something wrong with his jaw opening and closing, and he couldn't even move his tongue straight.

Without time to check his injuries, he suddenly jumped up from the slippery ground and looked around.

Surrounded by lights, Ralph Tinson lay on the ground like a dead dog. He was covered with wounds, one of his eyes was swollen, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body. He was like the earth that had been baptized by a storm and was riddled with holes. His skull and chest were sunken like tin cans.

He blinked again and saw more than a dozen familiar faces looking at him with complicated expressions.

Hugh Tinson's face was frozen, and only at the very end did he turn his gaze towards the long, narrow shadow, and towards its owner.

Beautiful silver makeup.

"Emperor..." Huen Tinson's mouth opened and closed unnaturally as he thought of what Raffl had told him.

Does the princess really want to kill him?

"Huen Tinson, you graduated from the Saint Hebrews Military Academy in 1790 and were assigned to the Dragonlance Infantry Regiment's Logistics Department. That same year, you joined the Iron Cross. With the Tinson family's recommendation, Shele Varanburg, then General of the Yunling Military District, promoted you to Treasurer of the Infantry Regiment. During your tenure, you engaged in the smuggling of weapons, supplies, and high-risk alchemical products. Because of your meritorious service in suppressing over a dozen rebellions between 1791 and 1796, and your outstanding contributions in clearing out the rebels from towns like Montbat, Slade, and Kofu, you were promoted to Quartermaster General of the Military District's Logistics Center. However, investigations revealed that those rebels were actually civilians from surrounding towns. You provided supplies locally, incited riots during the collection process, and then claimed military merit from the locals... Haha, Varanburg was so bold to reward you."

Listening to the princess reading out his "glorious" resume word for word, Hugh Tinson's face turned pale.

He didn't think the princess really cared about smuggling, forced taxation, or killing innocent people to claim credit. These kinds of things weren't just his business.

The reason why the princess was settling accounts was simply because she wanted to settle accounts with him and the Tingsen family, that was all.

"You are very brave. Did the Tinson family give you that courage? Then why not be even braver? Tell me..." Hestia said slowly, "Who ordered you to assassinate me in the meeting hall, and who were your accomplices?"

"I, kill you, Your Highness?" Hugh Tinson wanted to cry but had no tears.

"The military district is responsible for the renovation and remodeling of the Yunling Private Arms Company building. Because it already carries some military functions, the hall was originally designed to include a seven-level defensive array and twenty-seven stone puppets. In critical moments, it could suppress all powers outside the tower, reducing heretics to mere mortals."

The princess lay in a chair, one leg crossed, fiddling with a bandage that smelled of corruption. She continued, "But half a month before completion, you issued a warrant to transfer a new team of warlocks to take charge of the hall's security. However, we later discovered that not only was your team of warlocks not registered with the Arcane Guild, but they disappeared without a trace."

"Warrant? No, Your Highness, you're mistaken. It's definitely not me. It absolutely cannot be me! Even if I'm the nominal person in charge, Fuman Ant will not allow me to interfere with this project!"

Hugh Tinson was no fool, and he knew immediately that he had been taken advantage of by some bastard from nowhere!

"Captain Neville, it seems that what Colonel Tinson said to you is a little different." Hestia smiled and looked at the trembling officer beside her.

He was the one actually in charge, and he was the "criminal" who executed the so-called "warrant" and handed over the venue to outsiders.

"Your Highness, I never lied..."

"Whether it's a lie or not," Hestia asked, her chin propped up. "You're the company director appointed by General Ant himself, and he has high hopes for you. Whether it's military or company rules, it seems you don't have to follow orders from the logistics department. I've said before, I like people who are honest. Telling the truth might not save you, but not telling the truth will kill your whole family."

"Your Highness..." Neville slumped to his knees, his lips trembling. "I had no idea they dared..."

"No one is heartless," Hestia shook her head gently. "Captain, you have a family. I thought you would be more considerate of your family."

"Your Highness, this is not in compliance with the laws of the Empire..."

"Murdering a Celestial Dragon is a genocidal crime. Now I am the law," Hestia said. "What compels you to obey the Colonel's orders? Are you loyal to the God-Emperor or to Tinson?"

Neville was speechless. The influence of the Tinson family in Yunling was complicated. Although his resume was relatively clean, he was still inevitably a pawn of Tinson.

"Of course it's the Divine Emperor, hahahaha... But when has the Imperial Princess ever been able to represent the Divine Emperor?" At this moment, Raffl Tinson, who lay half-dead in the corner, suddenly struggled, squeezing out a weak but fierce voice from his throat, "Or do you think of yourself as the Emperor?"

"Because I am a descendant of the God-Emperor." Hestia looked at Ralph Tinson with interest.

This guy was a secret spy on intelligence, but Clara discovered he had mastered it after a kick, making him worthy of the title of leader of the Crusaders. However, compared to the Knight Commander's strength, he was still too immature.

The realm did not bring any help to Laful Tinson. It simply turned the massacre into a one-sided beating. However, the tall knight was really difficult to kill. Even in this state, he was still slowly recovering from his injuries.

"Descendants of the God-Emperor? Hahahaha… When His Majesty Carlo II ascended the throne, more than a hundred of the God-Emperor's descendants were ordered to be executed?" Raffl Tinson laughed heartily, spat out a mouthful of blood, and growled sinisterly, "And you, a bastard who is tyrannical and cruel, who murders good people and fabricates false accusations against loyal people, are you worthy of holding such power, of ascending the throne, and of commanding the God-Emperor's loyal servants?"

The officers involved in the incident wanted to kneel down on the spot to face this damn mania, and even those who had nothing to do with the incident were trembling with fear.

Hestia narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Are you questioning me, the Grand Duke of Lorraine?"

"So you understand, Lorraine, you are not the orthodox of the Empire. The Empire conquered the continent by relying on the divine majesty and the iron army, not your skirt, Your Highness." Ralph Tinson looked directly at the princess. Even though he had not a single good bone or piece of good flesh on his body, he was still extremely resolute. "Don't be afraid. The Tinson family will uphold justice for the loyal people of the Empire, and of course will not let go of any enemy of the Empire... Lorraine? Haha, there are so many eyes here. Do you really dare to wrongfully kill Tongxiao of the Iron Cross, the bloodline of the Tinson family, and the leader of the Imperial Knights? You can't kill everyone!"

"thump!"

Except for the high knights of Ant's line, all the officers present knelt down.

Don’t say it’s spicy, please don’t say it’s spicy!

Volume 111: Caged Bird: . Big Shot

Ralph Tinson's words were extremely outrageous and he showed no regard for the princess at all.

It seems incredible, but it is not difficult to understand.

The Celestial Dragons were undoubtedly powerful, treating the common people as their slaves and the world as their home. However, as a founding family that followed the Divine Emperor, the Tingsen clan was equally overbearing and domineering on the Golden Plateau.

In particular, the empire has been aggressive towards war to the extreme. Over the past hundred years, it has continuously delegated power to various military regions and powerful families. The Tingsen family's fiefdom is only a corner of the Golden Plateau, but it has the aura of a shadow king.

The emperor is the destiny promised by the tower and an apostle walking on earth. His authority cannot be challenged, but the princess is not like that.

The succession of the throne over the past hundred years has been a bloody tragedy of fratricide. Only the sole winner is worthy of Tingsen's prostration. Otherwise, even Lorraine, in the eyes of the Tingsen family, is just a colleague with a slightly larger territory.

Moreover, many high-ranking officials of the Iron Cross are not on good terms with Lorraine. If Lorraine is allowed to take over, the Glory faction of the Holy Covenant will inevitably become the mainstream of the court.

Compared to these loyal people, Lorraine is just an outsider who follows Hui Deng. If Heberus can rule the empire together with Lorraine, why can't a founding family like Tinson do the same?

Many factors have led to Laful Tinson's current attitude. How could he, the dignified leader of the Dragon Cross-Armored Knights, bow down to a young dragon that is less than sixteen years old?

"You are indeed braver than the Quartermaster General," Hestia glanced at Huon, then at the seriously injured Raffl, and nodded. "In the military, the braver the person, the more important the task. So, why don't you tell me how you planned the assassination attempt on this princess?"

Raffel Tinson sneered, "If someone kills you, it only proves that you're unpopular. What does that have to do with us? If you want to wrongfully kill a loyal and honest person, there's no need to resort to such methods. The Empire has its own laws. I'm here. I want to see how capable Lorraine, the man you rely on, is. Does he really dare to kill me?"