Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

Russell narrowed his eyes. At the same time, Rhea took a break from her busy schedule and quietly found Margaret.

127 Blackmail

"Hello, Miss Margaret, are you alone here?" Rhea, dressed as a maid, looked exhausted and asked Margaret.

In fact, Leia knew very well that there was only Margaret in the room on the second floor, and another lady with blue hair named Rosalyn was in the room downstairs. Leia knew this very well when she went upstairs.

So, Rhea was just using a nonsense opening statement and expecting a positive response to introduce a real conversation.

Margaret had learned from Russell that this Rhea was the one who dragged Ludwig last night, and she became extremely wary of this woman dressed as a maid.

Margaret glanced calmly at the painting hanging on the wall, pretending not to notice that Rhea quietly closed the door when she walked into the room.

She nodded and asked in a somewhat stiff tone, "Yes, I'm the only one here now. Is there anything I can help you with, Miss Leia?"

Rhea? She's the woman Ludwig was hanging out with? Damn it!

Eleanor, who was still hiding in the painting, was originally a little bored, but when she heard that it was the woman who seduced Ludwig, she couldn't help but be extremely alert and cursed her desperately in her heart.

Interestingly, Eleanor didn't care much about Ludwig at first, but once she knew someone was competing with her for him, she was immediately aroused by her possessiveness.

But this kind of feeling is more like a princess's temper tantrum - no one can take away the toys I don't like before I throw them away!

Not knowing that the real Eleanor was hidden in the painting, nor knowing Eleanor's inner thoughts, the maid Rhea's originally respectful appearance suddenly relaxed, her expression became a little nonchalant, and she even stretched.

"Huh, that's good. Finally, someone can speak their mind, right, Your Highness?" There was a hint of teasing in Leia's words.

Margaret's face changed. "What Princess? You got the wrong person, didn't you?"

"How could I recognize the wrong person? You have to know that Ludwig is not very strict with his words, Your Highness?" Leia said word by word.

The maid's attire could not conceal Leia's domineering attitude.

There was a very arrogant smile on her face, as if she was confident of victory. She raised her chin and looked down upon others.

Damn Ludwig!

He left me all alone among these horrible men and women and then ignored me! And now he went off to have a fling with this lowly woman!

After climbing into the bed of this slutty woman, he was mesmerized by her beauty and even revealed my identity to this bitch!

Eleanor was shocked at first, and then she was extremely angry. Her dissatisfaction with Ludwig almost reached its peak.

In fact, there are some misunderstandings. After all, members of the royal family don't die so easily.

For Leia, she could easily guess Eleanor's identity by simply checking which royal family members had died recently in the royal city.

It's just that Eleanor was a princess who had always been willful, and she had a preconceived notion of distrusting Ludwig.

In addition, in order to gain the upper hand in the negotiations, Rhea also used verbal hints, which led to Eleanor's misunderstanding.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Margaret didn't even bother to act. She coldly denied it, "I'm not the Princess Eleanor you mentioned."

That's right, I am Her Royal Highness Princess Eleanor! This vicious woman is not me at all!

Eleanor was still being watched by the scorching flames set by Rosaline. She was careful not to speak, but she loudly agreed with Margaret's words in her heart.

Hmm? I heard Eleanor was always spoiled, but I didn't expect her acting to be so good. She really looks like she's doing it.

Unfortunately, I really know the truth. I won't fall for your trick.

Rhea was enjoying Margaret's acting skills with great interest, and she felt that she had a sure win. She was enjoying the performance of "Princess Eleanor" with amusement.

"Okay, stop pretending, Eleanor. After all, I'm your elder! We Burgonis can have a good chat. I need your help."

Huh? Are you a reincarnation?

That's right, how could a maid be called Rhea? It means "mistress" in ancient Usedom. Giving yourself such a pseudonym shows that you are quite ambitious.

Margaret's heart moved and she began to take it seriously.

"I told you, you've got the wrong person. I'm not Eleanor," Margaret continued coldly. "I have no interest in you. Please leave here. If you leave immediately, I won't tell Miss Elda about your crazy talk."

Margaret undoubtedly gave Rhea a reminder.

Leia laughed, and then said jokingly, "Your Highness Eleanor, you have occupied Miss Margaret's body. You don't want Lord Russell to know about this, right?"

Damn it! Ludwig really has bad intentions! Even if this Margaret isn't a terrifying weirdo, if I really take over her body, Ludwig's betrayal will put me in a disadvantageous position!

Eleanor grew increasingly angry as she listened to Rhea's threats. She even forgot her complaints and began to feel somewhat fortunate that Russell and his group were all powerful monsters.

Margaret seemed to be angered by Leia's words. She narrowed her eyes and pretended to draw her sword, but Leia easily approached her and held her hand.

Margaret pretended to draw her sword twice, but was held down by a huge force and could not exert any strength at all.

Leia chuckled and said, "Eleanor, with your skills, please don't try to draw your sword on me. I'm here to ask for help. If you do me a favor, I won't bother you again."

Margaret took a few deep breaths, and the mountains in her chest surged.

Leia felt sour and a little disdainful when she saw this.

Humph, she's nothing more than a bitch who was fucked by a man right after occupying another man's body.

You forgot your guardian knight in just one night and even shared a husband with another woman. You are so shameless! You have brought shame to our Burgoni family!

Rhea secretly criticized Eleanor desperately.

Princess Eleanor seemed to have finally calmed down and asked sullenly, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

A brilliant smile spread across Leia's face. "Ah, it's nothing special. I suppose, Miss Margaret, you are very pleasing to Mr. Russell, right?"

Leia still couldn't help but mock Eleanor in her words.

"Humph, so what?"

"I hope you can secretly influence Mr. Russell, Your Highness Eleanor. In the trial, Mr. Russell's role as judge is immeasurable..."

Rhea lowered her voice.

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128 Intention

"Huh? You said that Rhea came to see you?" Russell had just returned to the room when Margaret told him what had just happened.

"She claims to be Eleanor's elder?" Russell looked at the painting.

Rosalin, who had come to the room with her, raised her hand, pressed the staff in her hand a few times, and removed the flames covering the painting.

"Eleanor, do you know who she is?" Russell asked at this time.

"I don't know! She actually threatened me! She actually dared to threaten me! Humph, I must teach her a lesson!" Eleanor, the spoiled princess, was so angry that she even forgot that she was a prisoner.

Because Eleanor's answer was too confident, Russell was speechless for a moment.

Francine wasn't one to tolerate Eleanor's princess-like temper. She said in a pretentious tone, "How dare you, a prisoner, speak like that? Mortal, you need to understand your own situation!"

In fact, Francine was very interested in playing tricks. When she saw that Eleanor dared to lose her temper, she immediately remembered that Margaret worshipped Russell as a god, so she deliberately spoke in a rude voice to scare Eleanor.

Of course, Francine was determined not to admit that Russell, the stinky man who stole her sister, was a god.

Although this doesn't stop her from pretending to be a ghost and scaring people.

"Ah!" Eleanor was so frightened that she let out a cry and immediately dared not say a word.

She, she, she, the guy in the box, she really let it slip! She said mortal!

So these evil villains weren't mortals. What were they? Were they demons? Had Ludwig delivered me into the hands of demons?

Yes, that's right! They have a way of torturing souls, they must be absolute demons! The flames that can burn the soul are terrifying!

Woo woo woo, I don’t know what kind of torture I will have to endure. If I had known earlier, I would rather have died right away.

Eleanor began to scare herself in fear and fell into autism.

It cannot be said that Eleanor's guess was completely wrong. At least Francine's soul did come from the devil.

Francine felt a surge of satisfaction at having managed to silence Eleanor with a single word, and she found immense pleasure in it.

Russell ignored the fight between the two souls and turned the subject back to business.

"So, what does this senior royal family member want to do by contacting you?"

"She hopes you will declare old Ernst not guilty, my lord." Margaret answered concisely.

Russell had anticipated that Rhea and Elda might have different positions, so he was not too surprised to hear such a request.

But Russell still pressed on: "Why? What's her purpose?"

"The excuse she gave me was that this was a contest between the Burgoyne royal family and the knights. If Prince Mark, who was living among the people, and his adoptive father were convicted of murdering the knights, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the royal family's reputation." Margaret copied the reason provided by Rhea verbatim.

"However, my Lord, the name Rhea means 'mistress' in the ancient Usedom language, which is not a common name. I don't think Miss Rhea would consider the glory of the Burgoni royal family to give herself such a name."

Margaret commented mercilessly.

Russell frowned. "That means this Ms. Rhea is probably planning something. She has a way to profit from this trial."

"I just asked some servants about this Lady Rhea. She came to Adrien with Miss Elda a few years ago."

"This means that this maid was willing to expose her royal identity and abandon years of hard work. There must be huge benefits involved."

"As for what kind of benefit it is, I think the name she gave herself is enough to tell. This must be a step towards becoming the mistress. This mistress is most likely referring to Usedom."

Eleanor, who had been listening quietly to Russell's analysis, couldn't help herself again: "This bastard named Rhea is so despicable! Ludwig actually colluded with her!"

What followed was a series of curses on the couple who not only betrayed her but also coveted her father's throne.

Eleanor was a little reserved at first, but as the etiquette master's reprimand was delayed, she became more and more happy and unrestrained as she spoke, and blurted out all the vulgar words she had overheard from the servants.

If Eleanor's etiquette teacher had been there, she would probably have fainted.

The princess became more and more excited as she cursed, and a sense of pleasure in breaking a taboo arose deep in her heart.

Then, this princess who had become a little too proud of herself was poured a bucket of cold water.

"Tsk, a princess! And yet you use such vulgar language! Such is the etiquette of the Burgoni family!" Francine spoke again, as if she had found pleasure in bullying Eleanor.

"Ah!" Eleanor was startled again. No doubt the mortal remembered her situation again, and she was frightened and dared not say a word again.

Russell looked at the painting with amusement. He actually had no good feelings towards Eleanor - who made her try to take over Margaret or Rosaline's body? - so he was happy to see Francine discipline her.

After Francine frightened Eleanor, Russell asked, "Hey, Eleanor, do you know any strange rituals for your royal family's accession to the throne?"

Russell didn't think that a rural trial of a cowherd could bring any political help to the throne. So, in this world full of supernatural powers, it must be some means of obtaining supernatural powers.

"Uh, no, I don't know..." Eleanor was stunned. "I wasn't even born when my father ascended the throne."

Then Eleanor thought that she was talking to a terrible big devil, and she felt that if she didn't say something, she might be punished again.

Just being imprisoned in a painting, not daring to utter a single word, was an extremely terrifying memory for this usually free-spirited and spoiled princess, and she didn't want to experience it again at all.

So she racked her brains and searched her memory: "Hmm... the etiquette teacher never taught me these. Please, devil, don't lock me up again, okay? Woo, good devil, please."

In order to beg Russell, Eleanor acted like a spoiled child and even used words like "good devil".

This was the first time that Russell realized that he was actually a devil in the princess's mind.

Russell was both angry and amused. He shook his head and said, "You don't know anything. I don't know what use it is to keep you."

"Waaaaaaah! I'm sure I'll remember it! Please, good devil, let me think about it, think about it!"

Eleanor begged repeatedly.

129 Witchcraft and Folklore

In fact, Russell hoped that Margaret would remember something more than Eleanor's memory.

In Russell's view, as the daughter of the chief knight, Margaret should have some understanding of royal rituals.

There is no doubt that Russell trusted Margaret much more than Eleanor, the domineering and spoiled princess.

But this time, facing Russell's gaze, Margaret shook her head gently.

Because of her disgust with the royal family and court etiquette, Margaret had little interest in these things and knew nothing about them.

"Oh, I remember now!" Eleanor, trapped in the painting, finally spoke. "I remember when I was very young, my nurse told me about the ceremony that took place when my father ascended the throne."

"My father held a bunch of fennel and danced a dance that looked like a knight's duel with my uncle, who played the devil and held a sorghum stalk. In the end, my father successfully defeated my uncle. Then, amid the cheers of the audience, my father left the palace and walked into the hall to complete the coronation ceremony."