The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

Even if they survived, Grievous Village would never be as peaceful as it is now.

She pushed open the door of a house, and a family of three who were still sleeping were instantly awakened.

However, the family of three didn't care about the dark elf's interruption. They opened their eyes in a daze and knelt down to say in a matter-of-fact tone, "Master, you are back?"

"Where are Guiyue and Afuya!"

"The young lady said that life was too tiring. She took Greg and his group into the mountains to hunt yesterday, and they haven't returned yet."

"Didn't I order them not to leave the village?" Aphra was furious. Her manic spirit instantly disturbed the entire village. The family of three closest to her covered their heads and bled from all seven orifices.

"Master, calm down. It was the young lady who asked us to do that. Otherwise, she would cut off our flesh piece by piece and cook it in the pot. Ahhhhhhhhh..."

The family of three screamed in pain, and the tearing sensation immediately made the younger child faint.

Aphra took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

In any case, her younger siblings were safe.

The hunters of Greg were secret servants that she had recreated using secret techniques. As long as they didn't encounter secret practitioners and groups of bandits, nothing could threaten their lives.

"Hestia Lorraine Heberus... How dare you lie to me."

Aphra's eyes were gloomy.

Although this could not change her fate of surrendering to the evil dragon, she was still very angry about being deceived and fooled like that.

Just as Aphra was about to go out to look for her family, outside the mountain village, several men and women whose hands and feet had turned into animal hooves and claws were crawling on the ground, pulling a rough wooden carriage back to the mountain village.

On the carriage was a haughty dark elf girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and an older, gentle, and soft-spoken dark elf boy wearing a golden earring.

The female dark elf pulled the reins and whipped her secret servant from time to time.

"Afuya, please stop hitting them..."

"That's enough! My sister is not here. Are you qualified to discipline me? Or do you want to be like these wild dogs? Hee, run faster!"

Another whip cracked, and the dark elf girl even used an immature secret technique to make the secret servant pulling the cart show uncontrollable excitement, as if someone who had not slept for three days and three nights was suddenly given a liter of coffee.

However, when the car arrived in front of the village, she saw a tall, handsome purple-skinned man in his twenties staring at her with a gloomy look.

Afuya instantly shrank her neck and threw the whip into her brother's hand.

The carriage slowly approached. Afuya jumped off and hugged her sister's arm affectionately: "Sister, you are finally back. You don't know how much I missed you in the past three months——"

"Who allowed you to use my secret servant?" Aphra stared at the sisters sinisterly. "And who allowed you to leave the village? Did I ever tell you not to leave the village and not to expose yourself to anyone?"

"I didn't have any, and it was Guiyue who said he was bored and wanted to kill a few wild bears to watch, so I gave in to him." Afuya smiled cunningly, showing the bloody bear skin on the chariot and the wild wolves in the cages. "Look, sister, with these, I can hold a beast fight in the village..."

"Snapped!"

A loud slap hit Afuya's face.

The blood-red fingerprints almost stained the bright purple skin, like scratches left by a wild beast, and the broken delicate skin looked both sad and embarrassing.

Afuya looked at her eldest sister in disbelief.

"You! Hit! Me!"

She couldn't imagine that in just a few months, her elder sister, who was so tolerant and accommodating to her family, would actually slap her in the face for such a trivial matter!

A hundred years! No one had ever hit her like this in a hundred years!

Aphra looked coldly at the dark elf boy and said, "Did I tell you to take good care of your sister?"

"I'm sorry, sister... Afuya said..."

"Guiyue gave his permission! I asked him, and he agreed!" Afuya interrupted her brother and said hysterically, "I did nothing wrong! Why did you hit me?"

Hearing this, the dark elf boy lowered his head and dared not argue.

"Snapped!"

Another slap hit Afuya's face again.

Afuya's tears streamed down her face as she cried, "I'm not wrong, you're wrong! You said you'd be back in half a month, but you disappeared for three months! Three months locked up in this shabby place is like being in a birdcage! I want to go home, I don't want to leave the kingdom, but you insisted on taking me out!"

A rare expression of reluctance appeared on Afra's face. She said, "This is very complicated, Afuya. Staying in Sveia is truly being caged."

"It's obvious that you are pedantic and conservative, greedy for power, and unwilling to lead the kingdom towards reform!" Afuya was angry.

"Who taught you all this?" Aphra trembled with anger. "Jiyue's heresy?"

"The Queen Regent is not a heretic! Only she can lead the tribe to a complete transformation! You don't want to sit on the throne, but you refuse to let me sit on it, and you want me to suffer with you in this shabby place!"

"Shut up!"

"I'm going to say it!"

"Snapped!"

"I know you like the High Priestess, but she died. She lost. Netherworld lost..."

"Snapped!"

"Oooooh! How dare you hit me!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Seeing her sister's pretty face swollen like a bun, Guiyue couldn't bear it any longer and whispered in a timid tone: "Sister, Afuya knows she is wrong, please don't hit her anymore..."

"I'm not wrong!" Afuya suddenly raised her neck and glared at her, but she saw the delicate little hole on Afra's ear and was immediately surprised, "Afra, your ear..."

"Hmm..." Aphra realized it later and reached out to cover it, but it seemed that her attempt to hide it made it even more obvious.

"I see. Haha, you went to find some wild woman. No wonder you left us here!" Afuya sneered. "You act like you love the High Priestess so much. It's been less than two years since she died and you've already found a new lover and even made a vow! This is only natural. The High Priestess is the nominal wife of the Nether Goddess. Marriage is forbidden without her permission. Even if she wasn't dead, you couldn't possibly marry her..."

"Don't make me chop off your limbs and lock you in a water tank, Afuya."

Suddenly, Aphra's eyes became colder than ever, and her murderous intent almost solidified into reality. After sensing her master's anger, the secret servants huddled up in fear.

Afuya showed fear for the first time, and she suddenly realized that the sister who doted on her and indulged her was serious this time.

Showing murderous intent towards one's own sister...

Guiyue blocked Afuya behind her and said, "Sister, Afuya is still young. She was just angry. Afuya, please apologize to me quickly, Afuya!"

The dark elf boy was filled with anxiety.

"I'm sorry, sister..." Afuya shrank back and lowered her head, her pupils staring blankly at the soil. Unprecedented fear made her dare not move, "I, I know I was wrong..."

Aphra took a deep breath, swallowed back the tears in her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, your surname is Manluo. You are the descendant of the gods who destroyed the Rafaan Empire and the bloodline of the co-ruler of the Fifth Dynasty for three thousand years. If I hear you say traitorous words again... I will kill you."

Afuya had never seen her sister so serious, not even when she had taken them out of the kingdom.

She nodded hesitantly, not daring to say a word.

"Now, follow me."

Aphra had ordered her servants to bring the only three horses in the village, pulling a cart. She stepped on it and urged them to hurry.

"Sister, are we leaving here?" Afuya was still afraid, but there was a glimmer of surprise in her eyes.

"Yes, leave."

However, to Afuya's disappointment, after walking for half a day, her sister did not take them to the prosperous human city, but to an ancient castle that was even more desolate than Grievous Village.

The ancient castle had been abandoned for hundreds of years, desolate and dilapidated, hidden among the mountains and giant trees.

"Sister, are we going to stay here?"

"The abandoned Bloodline Castle. It was still inhabited during the Age of Strife. After the Empire's invasion, the Bloodlines, unable to find blood nearby, moved away," Aphra said. "I destroyed its owner, and no one else knows of this place."

If it were half a day ago, Afuya would have jumped up and strongly protested against her sister's arrangement, but now she seemed to have her mouth sewn shut, and she dared not say a word.

"I know this is difficult for you, but please bear with it for a moment, okay?" Aphra looked at her sister. Her evasive gaze made her heart clench. "I'll arrange for secret servants to serve you. After a while... I'll try to find a bustling town for you to live in."

This was the best Aphra could do. After making hasty arrangements, she mounted her horse and set out on her return journey.

If I disappear for too long, there's no guarantee that Knight Gao will become suspicious.

……

After five days.

Afuya was lying bored in the hall. The two wild wolves caught by the secret servants had been hungry for three days and were now fighting their final battle.

The air was filled with blood, and a secret servant came over with tea and coarse biscuits. Two vicious wolves just wrestled with each other next to her, pushing the servant away before he could dodge.

The mortal beasts were not strong enough to harm the secret servants trained by Afra, but a momentary mistake caused the tea to spill on Afra's clothes.

"Bitch!" Afuya cursed, smashing the teacup on the servant's face. "Come here, chop off one of her hands!"

"Your Highness, I know I was wrong, please don't—"

Just as the servant was begging for mercy, a warning whistle suddenly sounded outside the castle.

Guiyue rushed in and said anxiously, "Afuya, hurry, go to the secret passage! There are enemies, run away!"

"The Regent is here to pick me up?" Afuya was not surprised but delighted. "I'm going to be the queen!"

"No, it's not from the Silent Moon Sect, it's, it's..." Guiyue almost gasped for breath. He suppressed the fear engraved in his bones and shouted hysterically, "It's the Imperial Iron Army—"

He recognized the jet-black uniforms and the brilliant white cross. Even though he was only a teenage dark elf when that century of exile occurred, the cruel and bloody massacre lingered in his mind, haunting him for the rest of his life.

Afuya's eyes were dull and she was unable to think for a moment.

"Stop being dazed! Run away!"

Guiyue carried her sister on her back and quickly fled towards the secret passage in the basement.

However, before he could run out of a corridor, the door of the hall was slammed open and several heads rolled in. They were secret servants who were loyal to Aphra and swore to guard her until their death.

A giant armored figure over four meters tall strode in. In his left hand, he held a broadsword covered with saw blades, and in his right hand, a cannon with a caliber larger than his fist. The brass pipes carved with runes on his back burned with a scorching light, like a tower wrapped with golden snakes.

When he appeared in the castle, all the secret servants prostrated themselves on the ground, as if all their strength had been suppressed.

"Afuya, run away—"

"The princess has ordered that anyone who kneels down and begs for mercy will be spared."

The fully armored knight raised his cannon high, and with a roar, half of the castle was collapsed by the violent explosion, but the other side where the brother and sister were was intact.

He is like a high wall, standing tall enough to block any attack.

The brother and sister had already lost their balance in the aftermath of the shock, and now the castle collapsed, blocking their way to the secret passage.