Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Chapter 484 Ansu's Isolationism

"Eleanor!"

"Oh~ Did I disturb you?"

"This isn't about bothering or not, it's just too much..."

"Oh! How is it? Is it comfortable?"

"This isn't a matter of comfort or discomfort!"

"Mmm, mmm."

"Tia, don't interrupt."

Tia: "Eh—"

Eleanor: "Annie's going to explode."

Annie: "Gurgle~"

Anne let go of Tia and crouched alone in the corner, covering her head in defense, feeling extremely ashamed because their kiss had been discovered.

If Eleanor were shy, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly, but Eleanor's innocent and naive demeanor evokes a sense of shame, like a parent being caught in the act by their child.

Eleanor commented, "Annie is so cute."

Anne felt even more ashamed.

Tia agreed with both hands, but asked in confusion, "So, Eleanor, what are you doing here?"

"This is my home. Are you going to kick me out, Sister Tia?"

--Snapped!

Without any hesitation, Tia delivered a karate chop to Eleanor's head, instantly knocking Eleanor to her feet.

She didn't hold back at all, and this blow brought tears to the princess's eyes.

Tia complained, "I know this is your house. I mean, Eleanor, aren't you usually asleep at this time? Why are you up so early today?"

"I have class."

"..."

It really is.

Tia had almost forgotten about this. She was already in a state of semi-dropout or semi-graduation. As for Annie, because of her outstanding research on the Philosopher's Stone, the school took the initiative to apply for a four-year exemption from courses in order to ask her to write a sigmatological monograph of dozens of pages on "Research on the Forging Theory of the Philosopher's Stone" before graduation.

Knowledge is invaluable, especially high-sequence knowledge in the mainstream forging hammer field of Ansu.

The knowledge Anne contributes in the future may very well inspire a struggling Sequence Four to ascend to sainthood.

Therefore, the school attaches great importance to this matter.

As for Vera, she took three months of leave and went to the Land of the Seven Seas to become the Pope.

Only the princess, of noble birth, is required to attend classes.

Tia glanced at the time, her eyelids twitching. "But it's already 8:50, class has been going on for twenty minutes, Eleanor, you won't even have time to leave now..."

Eleanor nodded. "Oh, I was going to go. But I ran into my brother when I went out."

"Albert?"

"Oh."

"What about others?"

Tia heard no sound from downstairs.

Eleanor obediently said, "I saw you two kissing, tell him not to come in."

Annie: Σ(°△°|||)︴

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"My God! What's wrong with Sulph? Didn't Eleanor say she was taking care of something? What is it that she's been doing for an hour and still doesn't have time!"

Albert chattered on in the carriage, while two loyal guards in red cloaks stood outside. The old butler, with his hair neatly styled and dressed in a tailcoat, stood in front of the guards, frequently glancing at his pocket watch.

The old steward said a few words to the guard, then pointed at the large oak tree in the distance, and then a person fell from the tree.

The butler announced through the carriage window, "Your Highness, Stella has arrived."

Stella is the Royal Guard who usually guards Eleanor at 16 Crown Street.

Albert said impatiently, "Hurry up and bring her over here!"

The butler quickly beckoned Stry to the carriage. Albert recognized Miss Stry – she was one of the guards he had personally selected to be transferred to Eleanor, so he had some recollection of her.

He remembered him as a tall, thin guard with a high brown ponytail. He looked delicate and easy to bully, but he had some muscle in his arms and wielded his two-handed sword with great skill and efficiency.

But now, looking at him, Albert almost didn't recognize him.

Why does her face look so round!

Stella rushed over and whispered, "Your Highness, Princess Eleanor and Princess Sulph have finished their work. You may go in now."

Stella directly changed Tia's name, and Albert didn't react at all.

It wasn't that they both felt Tia had transformed into Prince Nurem, but rather that the Saint's identity itself should be addressed as "Your Highness."

The Church personifies the nine paths as nine kings of Heaven, Earth, and Hell, who can be called His Majesty. Saints, who directly inherit their ideals, including the Pope, are naturally their heirs and can be called His Highness.

This title was also appropriate for false gods, saints, and the Pope within the Church. However, because King Solomon conquered Herod in the Year of Order of Holy Number Four and declared the Church illegal, the title used within the Church was changed to the newly created title "Your Majesty".

However, there are no such taboos for saints who have transcended the ordinary. But with the development of modern news media technology, saints have frequently appeared in front of the public. Under the influence of various factors, such honorific titles are no longer used publicly, and only the government uses them in official documents.

Albert didn’t care about how people addressed him, but Stella’s hasty remark that “Eleanor and Sulph have finished their work” immediately caught his attention.

What do you mean you two finished after an hour of work?!

Eleanor, what have you all been doing?!

Albert, worried that he should really be called Princess Tia in every sense of the word, quickly got out of the car and headed to 16 Crown Street with his guards.

Fortunately, when His Highness the Prince arrived in the living room, he found that Eleanor and Tia were both fully dressed and there was nothing amiss. However, Anne was not there, so he quickly turned to the main topic.

Albert said directly, "Sulph, you don't know about the Seven Seas Kingdom, do you?"

"No, Your Highness, I know."

Tia spread her hands and said, "I was involved in half of this. Although I initially just wanted Vera to help me get some information about the Wisdom Palace, as you can see, things turned out this way by accident."

Albert, who had anticipated this, replied, "I guessed so. What do you think of the Seven Seas?"

Tia glanced at Albert, seeing right through her brother-in-law, and said bluntly, "Although it's not good for me to say, that's an internal matter for the Seven Seas. If you start thinking about interfering in other countries' internal disputes, then you're in serious trouble."

Albert raised an eyebrow. "Why do you all say that? As if it's really going to happen. Wilson's naval organization is the world's number one navy. The Royal Navy can wipe out any enemy!"

Tia nodded and said, “You’re right. The Royal Navy can conquer the North Sea to the South Ansu Sea, and even cross the ocean to conquer the seven seas, conquer the sea frontiers of the Southern Continent, open up territories in the Far East, and knock on the doors of those ancient empires. These Royal Navy dreadnoughts can be dealt with with ease, but you also have to know that your organization cannot handle the chaos on land. Let alone those furious uprisings, they can’t even handle the orphan girl selling fake medicine in the North Port District of Newland.”

Albert said unsatisfiedly, "We still have the army! Although Edward's army is not large, we can still expand it."

Tia retorted, "Listen to the nonsense you're spouting! An army with an organization? Are you talking about the Ansu army, whose mobility rivals that of a police department, whose attacks are like headless flies, and whose firepower is like a catapult?"

Albert: "......"

Tia said, “My Highness, the future King, the leader, and my beloved brother, you should think more about how George III died. There are too many such cases in history. Don’t you read history?”

Albert, having been doused with cold water twice, looked distressed and complained:

"Alright, alright. I don't want to think about it anymore, okay?"

“But to let an Anzu become the Pope of the Seven Seas – even if I don’t care, that’s your friend, Sulph, Tia, my future Prince Nyon. You should at least think about little Sister Salvia, right?”

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I haven't been sleeping well lately. Or maybe I've been sleeping too well.

I slept from 9 pm last night until 10 am this morning.

I thought I'd take a nap after lunch at 1 p.m., but I ended up sleeping for too long and it lasted until 3:30 p.m.

Two chapters today. Four more tomorrow.

Chapter 485 Princess Tia of Nurem

"The best explanation I can give is to give her three months of annual leave every year between summer and autumn, which is also the winter and spring season in the Land of the Seven Seas."

Before the old butler could pick up the teapot, Tia casually lifted it up and poured a cup for Albert and Eleanor respectively.

But Albert had no interest in tea at all, and said dejectedly, "So, we're just going to do nothing and watch the Seven Seas elect an Anzuite as Pope?"

Tia picked up her teacup and glanced at Albert. "Maintaining stability in this ever-changing world is already a rare feat. It's best if we don't add any more weight to this shaky scale."

"Or you could be bolder like the Palace of Wisdom, determined to transcend the ever-changing illusions and build your own empire. You are the prince, not me, and I can't stop you. It's okay if things go wrong; life is full of ups and downs. You're still young, so encountering some setbacks is nothing. What's the worst that can happen? Step down and give the throne to Eleanor?"

After saying that, Tia casually took a sip along the rim of the glass to make sure the water temperature was right, and then handed it to Eleanor to drink.

Eleanor took two sips, her eyes shining as she looked at Albert, and nodded cutely, "Oh, this is good."

I don't know whether it's the throne that's good or the tea that Tia brews that's good.

It's also possible that everything is fine.

Albert exclaimed in annoyance, "Sulph, why are you acting like an old woman? Where is your ambition, your vigor, and your youthful spirit?"

Tia retorted, "I am ambitious, but I'm not an idiot. I've achieved all my goals, and the secret manual and intelligence are all in Vera's hands. Vera got away scot-free and even became the Pope. Instead of that, you should hurry up and tell me about the Great Icefield."

"Duke Weilen has been in the Great Icefield for a month now. Has he found anything out? And what about the figures in the frigid center of the Great Icefield? What are the Tianfang people up to now? You need to give me a break. I'll be going to the Great Icefield soon too."

Although he already knew it was impossible, Albert still clung to the idea of ​​interfering in the affairs of the Seven Seas.

He was certainly not stupid, and he knew that rashly expanding territory would most likely conflict with the path of kingship he was pursuing.

However, times have changed. Ansu was already rife with internal conflicts during George III's reign, and his alliance with the Empire to wage war against the Iris directly ignited the sharp social contradictions within Ansu, which led to the subsequent tragedy.

Now that Ansu has enjoyed a long period of peace, it can withstand a war for a considerable time without significantly disrupting the kingdom's order.

Secondly, the shipping routes of the seven seas are crucial. The narrow canal of Tianfang is the only waterway to the Far East. The tea that Roman had in his office, which could be called plant gold, came from this waterway, which shows the value of this waterway.

However, after Roman and Tia poured cold water on him, Albert sobered up a bit and calmly changed the subject to the Great Icefield.

He pondered for a moment and said, "The Great Ice Plains... During this period, the spiritual disturbances in the Great Ice Plains have not shown a trend of further expansion, but high-sequence spiritual entities have frequently appeared near the central extreme cold zone. Bernice even observed spiritual entities that have reached Sequence Three."

"This already exists?"

Upon hearing this, Tia was slightly surprised at first, but then became interested.

To date, due to a lack of assistants and to ensure the safety of the rituals and 16 Crown Street, she has been conducting experiments to capture spirits in water depths of 3000 to 10000 meters.

The average power of this deep spirit is roughly equivalent to a Sequence 7 to Sequence 6 fluctuation.

—As for Sequence 3!

Normal Sequence 3s are all between 50,000 and 100,000 meters or even below. Sequence 3s that can reach more than 10,000 meters must all have sanctuaries!

Tia couldn't catch her at all.

Albert wrinkled his nose and said, "Yes, there is, but Bernice was driven away after only a few days of observation. Even if you're interested, you probably won't be able to find her."

"What do you mean by being evicted? Who dares to do this?"

"Who else could it be? Those Imperials, descendants of half-barbarian hordes, who claim the Great Icefield as their rightful territory—because their ancestors migrated from there. Although this claim is utterly useless, the Sorcerer Supreme is there, and they can claim whatever they want."

Tia quickly interrupted, "Aren't the ancestors of the Empire Solomon? If we're going to trace it back, we should go to the mountain tribes and kingdoms and the theocracy. That's where King Solomon's homeland is."

She remembered that Emperor Pinnock of the Holy Solomon Empire was descended from princes of the old empire, of Solomon lineage.

Albert chuckled, “You’re not wrong, Sulph. But the textbook you’re looking at is probably from decades ago. The Department of Education has revised the textbooks and created new ones, which are actually more historically accurate—the current emperor, Pinnock, was indeed descended from princes of the old empire, but he was recruited to quell a rebellion by the barbarian tribes of the Great Icefield, and he even married a princess from the Solomon royal family.”

"But he used the suppression of rebellions to expand his power. The old empire's princes eventually discovered that his power had reached half of the empire, and then Solomon's last emperor 'voluntarily' abdicated the crown."

Albert said, "Otherwise, why do you think the barbarians of the Great Icefield and the Imperials are at such a standstill, and why there's a traitorous party like the Pureblood Council outside who support Solomon's pure-blood descendants wearing the crown?"

These are little secrets that the Imperials themselves are unwilling to discuss. Tia has little contact with the Imperials and knows very little about them.

She had heard of organizations like the Pureblood Council, which was an insignificant supernatural organization that only recruited pure-blooded descendants of the Solomon Empire.

As for the so-called pure-blooded descendants, they roughly resemble the people of the northeastern mountain tribal kingdoms with black hair and black eyes. Tia is somewhat similar, but her eye color is more amber.

Albert added, "And you'll probably have to be careful when you go to Westburg."