Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

He immediately became furious. This wasn't just jealousy; there was also indignation at being fooled, regret for being late, and annoyance at his sisters for not being as good as they could be. In short, the anger was very complex.

Conrad was angry that Russell rescued Eleanor before him, which allowed him to win Eleanor's heart - he still believes the contents of the blackmail letter that Eleanor fabricated.

Conrad hated Ludwig who took Eleanor out of the palace. It was this guy who abducted Eleanor and caused this irreversible consequence!

At the same time, this was the first time in his life that Conrad, who had always lived in Frederick's shadow, took his anger out on his own father.

If it weren't for the king's tacit consent, Eleanor wouldn't have died, wouldn't have been taken out of the palace by Ludwig, and none of this would have happened! The bloodline of the Burgoni family would never have been tainted!

Conrad felt his blood boiling, and Eleanor's moans only added fuel to the fire.

"Ah! Ah! Master! Ah! I, I love it so much! Ah!"

Although Eleanor's voice was full of temptation, Conrad was completely unable to appreciate it. He felt embarrassed and angry, and his face turned red.

Eleanor, Eleanor! Look at you now! Have you given up the dignity of the Burgundy family? You're openly having sex with a wild man in the wild, and making unbearable noises!

Conrad looked around, he had no idea that he was also enveloped in a soundproof barrier, and no sound from inside could be heard from outside.

Conrad felt that the knights coming and going seemed to have heard Eleanor's indecent voice, and those knights seemed to deliberately avoid looking at them.

Bastard! Even if I take Eleanor back, all the knights will know that Eleanor once slept under this Russell! How, how could I have a queen with such a bad reputation?

Conrad felt hot gazes coming from all directions, as if the knights were all mocking him. He was angry and anxious, looking at Russell with red eyes.

Russell responded to Conrad's look with a provocative glance.

At the same time, Conrad also saw Russell's unscrupulous collision. The sound of the two bodies colliding violently reached Conrad's ears. Conrad finally became furious again and fainted because he couldn't bear it.

Eleanor...

This was the name Conrad silently repeated in his mind before he fainted.

"Ahhhhhh! Master! Master! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Eleanor had no idea that her brother had fainted again. She had just woken up from a coma and had no time to care about external things.

At this moment, Her Royal Highness the Princess was completely captivated by the pleasure. She screamed in ecstasy, stretched out her hands tightly and hugged Russell's neck.

She forced herself to raise her face and tried to kiss him with her lips, but she screamed again and reached the peak of passion, and then she fainted again.

Conrad didn't know that his beloved sister fainted again shortly after he fainted.

When he woke up again in a daze, he heard people talking around him.

It's that damn Russell! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!

Conrad roared in his heart, but he felt dizzy and drowsy, and his body was not responding to his commands at all. He forced his eyes open and found that the sun had risen and it was already dawn.

These bastards actually let me stay unconscious in the wild for a whole night?

Conrad is now at a stage where he is dissatisfied with everything. After realizing that Eleanor has been completely taken away from him, he is taking his anger out on everyone.

He was angry at Russell, angry at Eleanor, angry at King Frederick, angry at the knight, angry at the bishop, angry at the whole world.

In this anger, he vaguely heard Grenn's words: "The knights found a cart of gold coins near the farm. What do you want to do with it?"

Bastards! That's the gold I used to redeem Eleanor! How dare you do what you want?

Conrad was extremely angry. He wanted to open his mouth and yell, but his body was not listening to him and he couldn't open his mouth.

Russell noticed Conrad's suddenly heavy breathing and realized that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had woken up. At the same time, he also realized what was going on with this cart of gold coins that suddenly appeared.

Russell waved his hand and said, "The knights have toiled all night. Let's give these gold coins to them as rewards for their bravery and hard work. Come, push the cart of gold coins over here and pass on my orders!"

When the knights heard that there was a reward, they immediately cheered loudly.

They ignored the fatigue of a night's work and excitedly lined up in an orderly queue under Russell's command, looking at the cart of dazzling gold coins with smiles on their faces.

I don’t know which knight started it first, but after receiving the reward, he performed a solemn knight’s salute to Russell and said, “Thank you, Sir Russell.”

From then on, every knight saluted Russell solemnly in this way.

Conrad listened to the clatter of gold coins, the footsteps of the knights, their grateful thanks and salutes, and Russell's laughter, and he felt angry and anxious.

You, you actually used the money I raised to buy people’s hearts!

Then Conrad realized that he had embezzled the money to appease the knights of Meldorf.

Those aggrieved knights of Meldorf naturally still need to be appeased, but this large sum of money was awarded by Russell to another group of knights. What should be done with the deficit? Don’t they have to pay for it themselves?

This matter could be hidden from others but not from his father. After all, Conrad was escorting the cart of gold coins all the way with Frederick's spies, the Black Guards.

If he could redeem his sister, perhaps his father would not say anything - Conrad, who had this idea, obviously did not understand his father's thoughts - but now Eleanor fell into the hands of a wild man!

The more Conrad thought about it, the more bleak his future seemed. Under the successive blows, he even felt completely hopeless. In despair, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Where are the bishops? Hurry and ask the two bishops to come over! Crown Prince Conrad is vomiting blood again!"

Before he fell into a coma, Conrad heard Russell's hypocritical shouting, which was filled with deep gloating.

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Author's Note: Thanks to Asanagi for the monthly ticket

241 Invitation

Russell was more than just gloating. After realizing Conrad's unreasonable thoughts, Russell almost kicked Conrad in the face a few times.

Although it was known in advance that there was chaos within the Burgoni royal family, knowing is one thing and actually facing it is another.

After all, when they meet face to face, they all look like human beings. Russell never thought that Conrad would have such a long-cherished wish.

Therefore, the degree of chaos in this pre-modern royal family was far beyond Russell's imagination.

Russell even suspected that the obvious animal characteristics of everyone in the Burgoni royal family were fundamentally due to the family itself having not yet gotten rid of its animal nature.

In the chaos, the two bishops rushed over again, and this time Sister Cecilia came with them.

Sister Cecilia's face was pale and her lips looked extremely white, as if she had been seriously injured. Her black nun's headscarf was shivering in the cold wind of early spring, making her look somewhat pitiful.

As soon as Sister Cecilia arrived, she sincerely thanked Russell: "Thank you, Mr. Russell. I heard that it was you who killed the demonized Prince Walter and eliminated this scourge for the Kingdom of Usedom."

"Defeating the devil is the mission of each of us. You are too kind, Sister Cecilia." Russell said with a smile.

"It's a pity that I was held back by those pagans and heretics who tried to break out of the dungeon last night, and I was seriously injured while suppressing them. It's a great regret for me that I can't witness your heroic figure slaying the demon with my own eyes." When Sister Cecilia talked about Russell slaying the demon, stars seemed to appear in her eyes.

Faced with Sister Cecilia, who was bursting with enthusiasm as if she had seen her idol, Russell used his usual method of praising and mutual praise.

"You were also fulfilling your duty, Sister Cecilia. You suppressed the cultists and even suffered injuries in the process. You were also fighting against the devil. I must commend your bravery."

Cecilia's eyes were narrowed so much that she couldn't see anything, and she was laughing so hard that her body was shaking.

"Humph, I really can't believe that this nun in her twenties is still a hero-worshiping nymphomaniac. Look, she's practically trying to snuggle into Russell's arms on purpose! Is she still a nun who abides by the rules and regulations?" Rosalyn complained unhappily.

Eleanor was mortified when she realized what she had done. Add to that the death of her second brother and the coma of her eldest, and she was deeply depressed.

Only after the arrival of Cecilia, a major figure in Usedom's social circle whom Eleanor had longed for, did Eleanor barely get rid of her embarrassment and sadness and secretly look at her idol.

But now, seeing her idol acting so infatuatedly towards her master, Eleanor felt somewhat disillusioned, and of course, she also had even greater respect for her master.

However, Eleanor's words still couldn't hide her disappointment: "Yes, I didn't expect that Sister Cecilia, a central figure in the social circle, would still yearn for great heroes like a naive teenage girl."

Eleanor, an innocent teenage girl, made such a sharp comment.

Margaret looked at Eleanor speechlessly for a long moment before she said, "Eleanor, have you ever considered that her appropriately respectful attitude towards the great hero who defeated the demon proves that she is a woman at the center of society?"

Francine suddenly realized, "So maybe she doesn't really admire her brother-in-law that much in her heart, and this is just a public show?"

Francine looked at Margaret with admiration, as if she had learned something.

Although Margaret's explanation eased Rosaline's jealousy, she became dissatisfied again when she heard that Cecilia did not really admire Russell.

How dare you, a mere nun, not worship Bertrand Russell? A few dungeon inmates beat you to a pulp and left you severely injured. A weakling like you, worship Bertrand Russell devoutly!

Also, Francine, what are you looking at? I am your sister!

Perhaps it was because Francine had not refused to serve Russell, or because of Eleanor's ridiculous relationship with Russell last night, or perhaps it was a variety of other reasons. In short, Ms. Rosalyn was not in a happy mood - and she had every reason to be unhappy.

Rosalyn smiled and said, "I'm really impressed, Margaret. I didn't expect that a bookworm like you could actually understand social etiquette and the ways of the world."

I just don't like socializing, not that I don't have social skills. How could the daughter of Usedom's chief knight not understand social etiquette?

Margaret raised an eyebrow and retorted, "No, I just know a little more than the magician lady who was kept in the magic tower, completely isolated from the outside world."

Francine whispered, "Hey, stop arguing! Look, that shameless nun has grabbed my brother-in-law's hand and won't let go!"

The natural way to unite the ladies is to create an external enemy.

As soon as Francine finished speaking, the two women who were originally glaring at each other turned their heads away at the same time.

Then they saw Sister Cecilia holding Russell's hand and laughing so hard that she was shaking with laughter.

"You are a great hero from Occitania! I also have half Occitania blood, what a coincidence!" Sister Cecilia looked surprised and happy.

Sister Cecilia then urged Russell to visit Gritzburg: "I'm in charge of evening prayers and dinner in Gritzburg. There will be many Occitania survivors at the dinner! Everyone must want to meet you, the great hero from your homeland. Perhaps there are old friends of yours or your family among them!"

Russell originally just wanted to perfunctorily deal with Sister Cecilia, but when he heard what the nun said, he couldn't help but have an idea. Maybe it would be a good opportunity to find out some rumors about Occitania, and perhaps he could get some clues about his predecessor.

After figuring out the matter of Margaret's father's rusty sword at Doomsday Land, it might be a good idea to return to Gritzburg.

Russell smiled and said, "Okay, I still have some things to do. When I finish here, I will definitely go to Gritzburg to visit Sister Cecilia."

Sister Cecilia continued with a smile, "What's the matter? Bishop Damian and Bishop Siegbert told me. Are you looking for information about the Satanists? It might be easier to find clues in Gritzburg. You know, Gritzburg is the capital of Usedom, after all. There are all kinds of people there."

This wasn't even a hint, but a clear indication that she had a solution.

Russell stared at the smiling face of the Archbishop of Cluny's adopted daughter for a while, then smiled as well. "Well, I'll bother you then. I'll be visiting Gritzburg soon."

So Sister Cecilia smiled even more brightly. She squeezed Russell's hand inconspicuously, then withdrew her delicate palm.

This flirting technique is a bit clumsy, it seems like it's her first time... Russell's hand was pinched by her and it hurt. It took a lot of effort to control his expression and not grin.

242 The King's City's Response

Weinerd Farm is not far from the royal city of Gritzburg, so it didn't take long for the news of the dramatic changes at Weinerd Farm to reach the royal city.

On the evening of the same day that Russell accepted Sister Cecilia's invitation, a lot of news came into Gritzburg.

The two princes of the Burgundy royal family are at war with each other; the second prince, Walter, has turned into a demon; the eldest prince, Conrad, has suffered a head injury in his heroic battle with the demon and has fallen into a long coma; Princess Eleanor has a lover who is not of royal blood...

The Inquisition suppressed this uprising of heretics and demons; in reality, someone else was the one who fought against the demon; a young man from Occitania slew the demon and won the heart of the princess; the demon was transformed into gold coins after his death; the knights who participated in the battle against the demon were rewarded with generous rewards...

Stories of gossip poured into Gritsburg like snowflakes.

Under the influx of fragmented information, the residents of Gretzburg developed an indescribable enthusiasm.

After the great retreat, the people of Usedom were terrified of demons and lived in constant fear under the threat of demons.

This time, although the news was varied, all of them claimed that a powerful demon had been killed, and there was another name that also resounded throughout the royal city - Russell, the hero who killed the demon.

This was like a shot of adrenaline, plunging Gritsburg into a carnival atmosphere.

At the wine table, people are toasting each other; on the streets and alleys, people are beaming with joy.

The royal secrets spread like wildfire, the Burgogne family's internal strife became a laughing stock, Walter's fall became the target of criticism, and the demise of the devil Walter caused countless applause.

People even forgot about King Frederick's spy, the Black Guard. In the minds of the citizens, King Frederick, who raised a devilish son, was not even like a monarch.

The rumored image of Russell is a ten-meter-tall, glowing fantasy creature with four heads and eight arms, which looks nothing like a human.

As for the fact that Princess Eleanor, the daughter of King Frederick, who looked unlike a king, fell in love with the hero Russell, who also looked unlike a human, people talked about it with great relish - in fairy tales, the prince often marries the princess in the end, and people like such an ending.

However, not everyone is happy with it.

Queen Adelaide was furious and indignant at this. She walked quickly through the palace like a charging warrior, completely disregarding royal etiquette and decorum, and completely lacking the grace and composure of a queen.

The attendants lowered their heads cautiously, fearing that any mistake would anger Her Majesty the Queen.

Fortunately for the attendants, Her Majesty the Queen ignored the leisurely thoughts of these small characters.

Of course, there are also unlucky people.

With a loud bang, the door to His Majesty Frederick's bedroom was kicked open by Queen Adelaide. The servant who was trying to open the door for Her Majesty the Queen almost got his fingers pinched. He quickly dodged backwards, but when he jumped down the stairs, he missed a step and fainted in embarrassment.

It was not until Queen Adelaide walked into King Frederick's bedroom without looking back that the other servants, who dared not even breathe, rushed to rescue their colleague, feeling quite grieving for the loss of their colleague.

Queen Adelaide slammed the door in anger and shut out all the troubles that seemed insignificant to her.

"Friedrich! Do you know that something happened to your son?" Queen Adelaide roared angrily.

King Frederick raised his head and looked at his queen, while several black guards standing in front of the desk and reporting intelligence to Frederick all lowered their heads tactfully.

As the black guards took action, Her Majesty the Queen immediately became furious. She grabbed a golden candlestick and threw it at the black guards.