I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

As she continued talking like this, Ella suddenly thought of another solution.

"Regarding the poacher attack, couldn't we use a different location as the Dragon Valley?"

This method was quickly rejected by Otto, who had deep scars on his face.

"... Your Excellency, the Demon Queen, if there is a place with more abundant leyline magic, we would certainly be willing to relocate the Dragon Valley. However, finding a new Dragon Valley would require a large number of manpower, and the Black Dragon Clan will scatter across the continent after reaching adulthood, making it difficult to gather together. Therefore, it is not feasible..."

"And this concerns our honor. We have been forced to the Migration Dragon Valley by weak and shameless poachers. We cannot give up the dignity of the dragon clan here."

Vera's angry roar caused the snow mountain to collapse again.

Ella covered her ears with her hands and waited until Vera's voice faded before answering Otto.

"Well, as long as the Silver Dragon arrives, everything will be fine, right? Otto, you guys better keep an eye on the humans, okay? King Towasaen seems to have summoned a formidable group of adventurers to deal with you. I'll be heading back now."

"Ah, don't worry, Lady Demon Queen. Please be careful of the strange cloud monsters while you're in Zeos City."

"Yes, I will. Bye then."

"Wait a moment, Miss Ella, I think it's best to wait here for a while. If we go back early, it would be bad if we miss Miss Camisia and the others."

Lotte called out to Ella, who was waving her hand and preparing to walk away along the non-existent mountain road.

"Ahahaha... Yeah, well, I'll just wait here for a while then."

Chapter 55: The Secret of Sepro

* February 10, 6187 Genesis, 9:40 AM, underground in the northern district of Zeus City

This is a dim room with candles as the only light source. The walls are made of "black steel stone" and painted white, with no windows or even ventilation holes. The furniture in the room is just a simple desk and bookshelf. If you really want to find valuables in this underground house, it is probably the thick copper plates embedded in the walls to prevent eavesdropping.

This is a cell that is like an iron barrel.

Anyone who sees it for the first time will have this idea: if a person is locked in such an airtight environment, he or she will probably go crazy in no time. However, this is not the case. This is a room for planning events related to the future destiny of the Kingdom of Paris.

In order to prevent eavesdropping, in addition to not setting up ventilation measures and casting walls with copper plates and black steel stones, a large number of anti-detection magic circles are also configured. Any magic below the fifth level cannot pass through here. As for those above the fifth level, there is no need to use detection magic at all. It would be more direct to break in directly with force.

The owner of this underground house is the Marquis "Sepro", a leading figure among the aristocrats. Currently, Sepro is sitting at the table, leaning his hands on a pile of books, thinking hard.

Not long ago, my subordinates reported to me that a black dragon had descended on the royal city and taken away Tifarian. Although the royalist faction tried to conceal it again and again, it was impossible to keep such explosive news secret. After learning the news, I came here to revise my plan.

As if he was talking to someone, Sepro spoke slowly.

"Does it need to be done in advance? But everything isn't ready yet, so I'm not entirely sure."

"Don't worry. While there's no guarantee of success, there's an 80% chance. It's a shame. If I could just give it a few more days, it would be fine."

If there were another person standing in this prison-like underground room, he would definitely be shocked by the sudden sharp sound that sounded like metal friction and could not be distinguished between male and female - there was no doubt that Marquis Sepro was the only one in the room, but the conversation just now was obviously not from Marquis Sepro.

As if he was already used to it, Marquis Sepro was not surprised by the sudden sound, but the distressed expression on his face became even more severe. Finally, he could no longer bear the depression in his heart, and he collapsed back in the chair and let out a long breath.

“…I don’t understand.”

"Are you still worried about that old guy? Why don't you just carry out the original plan?"

Although the sharp voice was harsh, it was indeed trying to comfort Sepro in a comforting tone.

After a moment of silence, the nearly forty-year-old Sepro could only nod.

"Ah, yes."

Like all young people, Marquis Sepro also had a huge ambition when he was young - to become king. Although it was very disrespectful, there was nothing wrong in just thinking about it. Later, Sepro began to expand his power, suppress political enemies, and became an extremely outstanding group among the nobles.

But his desire to become king began to fade away during a trip when he was thirty years old.

——Being assassinated by political enemies was a very normal thing. Serpro had encountered this situation many times before, but he was able to escape each time because of the protection of his subordinates. However, only that time did he experience the feeling of death.

He was sniped from a distance by a magic caster close to level 40 with the "Spear of Magic". He had almost no time to react before the "Spear of Magic" as thick as an arm pierced his entire chest. Then, the guards of his political enemies surrounded him, and some of his subordinates began to rebel. A cold feeling of near despair invaded Sepro's brain in an instant. At that time, Sepro met his current wife, a former bronze-level adventurer.

After that, Sepro's current wife rescued Sepro when she met him on the way and brought him home. When Sepro woke up and saw that stern and worried face, it was like a switch was touched. Sepro suddenly felt that the power he had pursued before had lost its color and became boring.

All ambitions vanished at that moment. Supreme wealth, the glory of nobility, and the status of king became insignificant garbage in front of this woman. No, to be precise, the two were not comparable at all.

Although it sounds absurd and unbelievable, at that moment, the ambitious Sepro was indeed dead.

Naturally, after Sepro returned home and eliminated his political enemies, he launched a desperate offensive against her. With almost no difficulty, the two became partners. From then on, the position of king could no longer impress Sepro.

Until now, even though Sepro was determined to drive King Tovasan off the throne, he had no intention of sitting on the throne himself. In his opinion, as long as the integrity of the Kingdom of Baris was guaranteed, it didn't matter who became the king. As long as the Kingdom of Baris was not invaded by other countries, he and his wife could enjoy their old age in the territory and leave their inheritance entirely to their children. This was the biggest motivation for his actions so far.

After a moment of silence in the room, Sepro began to tap the table with his knuckles, thinking about his next move.

"We have a 70% chance of success if we follow the plan perfectly, but this will ultimately weaken our national strength in the short term. For our purposes..."

"That's already been calculated, right? Furthermore, if that person continues to be in power, the future will only be more disadvantageous."

"...That's right. We can't give up here."

His magical friend was right. Given the current situation of the Kingdom of Baris, it was almost a matter of time before it became the weakest country on the continent. Although the dragon clan was equally vulnerable, they had the advantages of dragon language magic and their remote location, so they would not face the dilemma of being annexed by other countries like the Kingdom of Baris.

The Kingdom of Barris not only has the covetous Bruzea Empire to the east, but also the even more formidable Western Demon Territory to the north. Once the national strength declines, it is only a matter of time before it is annexed by these two places. Even if the Holy Academy intervenes, the occupied land will not be returned honestly. At most, the invasion will just stop.

Generally speaking, the king would issue corresponding measures to enhance military strength at this time, but in fact, King Tovasan did not seem to have considered this. All his actions were no different from usual, just like a domestic pig that had been kept in captivity for a long time, content with the status quo, waiting for the moment to be fattened and slaughtered.

"What is Tovarsaen thinking! Idiot!"

Whenever he thought about the current situation, Sepro's stomach began to churn, and he felt like turning the table over.

The decline of the nation's power was discovered two years after Sepro got married. Initially, Sepro only focused on political enemies who might endanger his family. But one day, when he saw the map on the sand table, he realized that the Empire and the Demons were actually the biggest threats. Rather, in his opinion, the Kingdom might have been infiltrated by undercover agents of the Empire - deliberately provoking disputes among the nobles. The nobles then began to collect taxes in the territory for meaningless external decorations. The people in the territory could not guarantee normal food and clothing, and the quality of the soldiers also declined.

The ultimate beneficiaries are the demons and the empire.

So Sepro set out to expand his power again in the hope that the king would issue a decree to resist the demons and the empire. However, not only did the king have no intention of fighting against the demons, he also intensified the idea of ​​being friendly to the demons. This was completely unacceptable to Sepro. After several unsuccessful attempts to persuade him, he began to think about overthrowing the throne.

On top of that, the demons publicly announced the birth of the Demon King and the re-merger of the Eastern and Western Demons. At the same time, the Western Demon leader, who was close to the kingdom, moved the capital to the border of the Kingdom of Baris, the Bruzea Empire, and the Western Demons. If there was no special purpose, unless one was crazy, it would be impossible for them to think of doing such a big thing at this special time.

When he was at his wit's end, Sepro met his current friend, a monster who called himself "Nameless". Although he was frightened and called out his wife's name when he first saw the black fog, the black fog came with the intention of helping him overthrow the rule, so the man and the beast quickly became good friends, and that's why they are now discussing countermeasures together.

"If the king had abdicated sooner, this wouldn't have happened. Both the Second and Third Princes are on our side... So, I guess we can only rely on your control magic. I haven't even had my men stop the princess election yet. Doesn't Tovarsaen sense something's amiss? Tsk, what a useless king!"

As if he was talking about his disappointing son, Sepro sighed heavily.

Chapter 56 The Beginning of the Conspiracy

Before the farce of the princess election began, Sepro saw through King Tovasan's purpose - to grant the new princess status and let her marry Lekrik, so as to solve the problem of the kingdom having no princess to strengthen the bond with the nobles. According to his original thoughts, he would of course join other nobles in opposing it on the grounds that the princess did not have royal blood. However, under the persuasion of his friend "Nameless", he changed his mind and warned the other nobles to give up their opposition and let the princess election go ahead as usual.

There is only one reason for doing this. No matter who becomes the princess, she will be controlled by "Wuming" with mental magic.

Generally speaking, people who are controlled by mental magic will have abnormal behaviors, such as slow movements, mental lethargy, and occasionally a moment of trance. This is an irreversible damage, so it is almost obvious at a glance whether the target has been subjected to mental magic. Unless the person's thinking is too simple, they will hardly use mental magic against political opponents in political struggles - it is easy to see, so it is useless.

However, "Nameless"'s mental magic is of the type that changes the behavior of the target from the subconscious. The target will not feel controlled, but the thinking pattern and memory will gradually change. In order to convince Sepro, "Nameless" once demonstrated this magic - it only took three days to make a maid in the house change her lover, making the maid believe that her boyfriend is a tree, and she believed it so firmly that she remained indifferent even when people around her were advising her. Apart from this, all the actions of the maid were no different from normal.

From this, Sepro believed what "Nameless" said. It didn't matter whether she came to be a princess, because in the end, she would be turned into a member of "Nameless"'s side with mental magic.

Of course, Sepro once asked "Nameless" why he didn't just use magic to control more influential characters like Emperor Tovasan or Marquis of Ars. "Nameless"'s answer was that people with royal blood of the Kingdom of Baris could not be controlled by this magic. Although Marquis of Ars and the other two pro-royal nobles were not royals, their ancestors had married too many times, resulting in the blood of the Jeos family being included in their blood, so they could not be controlled.

However, even so, "Wuming" still used magic to control a group of nobles who once belonged to the royalist faction - the royal blood of that noble group was too thin, almost non-existent, so it was only a matter of time before they were completely controlled.

Sepro stood up and began to pace in the not very spacious room.

"Wuming, what should we do next? The control of the black dragons you mentioned earlier also failed. Now those black dragons have captured Tifarian. Did they discover something?"

"Impossible. Even if they discovered it by smell, they should have targeted the nobles who were completely controlled first. Tifarian is still in the process of changing. At most, they just hinted that she came to the auction house every day. There's no reason to capture her with such a slight scent. So, there might be another reason. Recently, a difficult character has appeared in the royal city. I dare not investigate too ostentatiously like before. And she seems to have discovered me and is looking for my traces in the royal city."

Wuming's harsh answer, whose gender was indecipherable, made Sepro frown.

"Even you say it's hard to deal with, who is it?"

"The acting Demon King of the Western Demon Tribe, Camisia Nott Tilum, can certainly be defeated with my abilities in my prime, but as you know, each person I control requires me to disperse some of my strength. At my current level, it will be difficult to defeat her unless I regain full control."

"The Executioner Camisia? Why did she come to the Kingdom?"

"I don't know. I've thought about investigating, but as soon as I get close, I can sense her warning signs. She's tracking me down now because she got too close before. Oh, and she seems to be protecting something. It looks like she'll be leaving the kingdom soon."

"Soon... I hope they won't interfere with our actions."

Sepro's frown relaxed again. As long as Camisia didn't do anything excessive, he wouldn't distract himself to deal with her at this critical moment.

Just let her enjoy some leisure time for a while.

Sepro continued to ask.

"Where have we gathered any information about magic weapons? Since we can't raise the soldiers' levels quickly, we can only focus on magic weapons."

"I've collected 97 pieces of armor and 152 weapons, including crude ones made primarily from monster materials."

"Hmm... it's too little. Can't we have the forgers work harder? Are there plenty of materials and such?"

"Magic weapons are incredibly difficult to craft, and each one takes a long time to create. Plus, inferior ones are useless. Speaking of which, there's been rumors of a 'miracle forger' at your auction house lately. They say that blond forger can forge orichalcum-grade magic armor in a short period of time. If we could capture him..."

"Wuming"'s words brought a look of surprise to Sepro's anxious face. He turned around and shouted into the air.

"Really? I'll leave this matter to Wuming. As long as I can get her to do things for me, even if I have to forcibly capture her and control her with mental magic, that's fine."

"Ah, leave it to me. Also, Tovasan has sent 'Crimson-Gold Asta' as the vanguard to subdue the black dragon. Facing so many black dragons at once, it's only a matter of time before they're killed. But if they don't find the black dragon and return safely, it'll be troublesome. This is an opportunity to weaken the king's supporters. I suggest you ambush them along the way, Serpro."

Without waiting for "Wuming" to finish speaking, Sepro understood what "Wuming" meant and waved towards the door.

"I'll leave these to you. Take advantage of the assassins I trained. 'Crimson Gold Asta' and Tovasan are friends. If we can eliminate 'Crimson Gold Asta', it will be more beneficial to our future operations."

"Leave it to me, Sepro, you're becoming more and more understanding of me."

"Of course. We've been together for ten... fifteen years? How many years? Never mind. We've been friends for so many years, isn't it natural for you to guess this?"

Even though it took Sepro a long time to recall how long he had known "Wuming", this was not an important matter, so Sepro quickly put it out of his mind.

After hearing what Sepro said, the palm-sized black mist-like "Nameless" that had suddenly fallen silent suddenly laughed. The harsh sound like the friction of metal made people want to cover their ears.

"Hahahaha, that's it, that's it, Serpro, as long as you have my help, you will definitely be able to achieve your wish of being with your wife forever."

"Yes, please, Wuming."

After bowing to "Nameless", Serpro blew out the candle, smiled, opened the heavy metal door, and separated from "Nameless" at the end of the dim corridor.

Chapter 57: Snow Mountain Tour and the Traces of the Seal of Original Sin

*创世纪6187年2月10日 下午13：21分 杰奥斯城郊外

After resolving the issue of the black dragon abducting Tifarian, Ella said goodbye to the black dragons after reuniting with Camisia.

Sliding all the way along the snow-covered hillside - sitting on a simple sled given by the dragons that can only accommodate two people at most - rushing from the top of the mountain to the mountainside in one breath. Although he was thrown out due to the high speed in the middle of the journey, fortunately, there was no serious injury except for the pain.

Starting from the mountainside, the thickness of the snow is not as deep as before, and there is already a mountain road opened by hunters and adventurers, so there is no need to use a sled.

Ella, holding on tightly to the edge of the sled, let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Wow, I didn't expect to see a sled here. It's unbelievable."

"This is a very popular activity among the nobles, right? —Although it's dangerous. The 'Magic Plate' that Otto-san gave me is of the highest quality, but it's too small to fit in the dimensional backpack, so it's a shame to leave it here..."

Lotte, who had already stood up, was worried about the sled that the black dragon had given her. Although the space inside the dimensional backpack was large, the entrance was only the size of a chopping board at most, and it was impossible to fit a sled like this in.

"In that case, leave it to me."

As she spoke, Ella jumped out of the sled, put it into storage, and looked up at the end of the snow-capped mountains that towered into the sky.

"Angelina and the others are so slow."

Since Angelica and the others were not used to this prop called the "magic board", which was actually a sled, they had to familiarize themselves with it before using it. Although Iris and Camisia were not interested in this prop that looked like a child's toy at first, they gave up the idea when they saw Ella get on the sled and quickly disappear at the top of the mountain.

——It is worth mentioning that Ella slid down in an instant because she had no idea how to use it. Normally, even a veteran who has been riding the magic board for more than ten years would not dare to slide down at such an uncontrolled speed. Therefore, Ella paid the price of being thrown out and falling into a snow pile in the middle of the ride.

If Lotte, who was traveling with them, hadn't stopped in time after discovering the situation, it would probably have taken the entire afternoon just to find Ella.

Looking at the magic board that Ella put away in an instant, Lotte sighed imperceptibly, and her breath instantly turned into white mist due to the cold.

"I've seen it many times, but Miss Ella's storage magic is still strange. It seems like it has no limit."

"Well, that's the truth. If we can share it, I'd like Lotte to help..."

Ella stopped explaining halfway. She had originally wanted Ruthie to help tidy up the warehouse if possible, but sorting out the piles of small items was almost like a punishment. And if she told Ruthie about this, as she had an obsessive-compulsive disorder about tidiness, she would definitely keep thinking about it. So it would be better for her to respect herself and not say it at all.

"……help?"

"No, nothing... It's very quiet here..."

Looking down the gentle slope covered with coniferous vegetation, you can see a mirror-like lake formed by a tributary of the Ankhsir River. Next to it are steep mountains connected to the mountain range. In this weather where snow is falling slowly, the valley where only the singing of birds echoes makes Ella feel a sense of emotion.