Lords go left, Emperors go right

At this time, Osta still overlooked something. The daughter-in-law that his mother and grandparents favored was different. The granddaughter-in-law that his grandparents favored was Princess Victoria, who had just met Osta. After all, she was the granddaughter-in-law that they had specially trained since she was a child, and she was almost like a child bride, so naturally they were very optimistic about her.

The daughter-in-law favored by Aosta's mother, Empress Margaret III of the Empire, was Princess Silveira. She had personally selected this daughter-in-law when she had secretly visited the northern continent of the human race.

As for the last remaining fiancée, Princess Cecilia, the loli, she was specially selected by Aosta's father, the Emperor of the Obelisk Empire, Augustus VIII. Each of the political marriage fiancées of this gentleman prince is of great background, and how to handle the related relationships in the future will be a big test for him.

"Flan, how is it? Life here is not worse than in your empire, right?"

"Your Highness Aosta, why are you here? The living conditions in your lordship's mansion are very good, much better than when I was in the empire."

"That's good. I was worried that you might not be used to it. Fran, if there's anything that I can't take good care of, just tell me and I'll make arrangements."

"No, Your Highness Aosta, your arrangement is very good, I am very satisfied."

After Osta returned to his real lord's mansion, he went to visit Princess Carlofran, who was a guest in his mansion. This former princess of the Karanilda Empire, like the princesses of the neighboring Abiglans Empire, also came to the Osta territory, the Bloomfield territory, to seek political asylum.

To be precise, a certain gentleman prince forcibly took Princess Carlofran back to his territory and placed her there in a special way. This was very similar to abduction, and the sense of déjà vu was so strong that it was impossible to ignore it. He directly took the princess back to his territory and transferred her to his sphere of influence.

Princess Carloflan was housed alone in a high-end room. The lord's mansion had a special maid who was responsible for taking care of her daily life. This beautiful woman with blonde hair, emerald green eyes and standard long straight hair had gradually adapted to her new life in the lord's mansion.

Carloflan is treated to delicious food and drinks here, and the living environment is comfortable, which is much better than when she was in the Karanilda Empire. After all, it was an island country before, and was restricted by the environment. No matter how fast it developed, it could not be compared with the mainland countries. Many resources are particularly scarce due to limited development space.

The only thing that Princess Carolan was not used to was that at the beginning, the princess of the empire had a strong sense that she was kept by some powerful noble, as if she was a concubine in a golden house. Carolan was still in her original state without any clothes, staying in the room all the time. The temperature in the room was always maintained at a warm and comfortable level, and she would not feel cold because of the lack of equipment, and there was no risk of catching a cold.

Carolfran was helpless. The maids who took care of her in the lord's mansion were following the requirements and orders of a gentleman prince. They followed the instructions and would not provide her with any equipment. The status of these servants was the same as Carolfran's. They seemed to be the type who could not protect themselves and could not provide any substantial help to the princess.

Taking care of Princess Carolan's daily life was the best help the waiters could provide. The wardrobes in the room were all empty. There was not even the most basic thin underwear. The gentleman lord clearly did not give Princess Carolan any other options. She had come to his mansion and her relationship with him was at least as a mistress.

"I have sorted out the research results of Deep Blue Crystal, and the information is there. Your Highness Aosta, please take a look!"

"Fran, you don't have to be so busy dealing with work. Just treat this place as your own home and relax a little, it's okay."

"Your Highness Aosta, I...I am used to it, and I am afraid that you will have to wait too long..."

"No, I have a specific schedule here. Rather than this, Fran, I want to get to know you better."

"Your Highness Aosta, what do you want to know? Don't..."

"Flan, are you blushing? Don't be shy, I just..."

Before Carolan could react, she was picked up by a gentleman prince and held in a princess hug. She blushed and thought that the gentleman leader was going to attack her. Osta was just trying to scare her and had no intention of "eating" the baby in his arms. He held Princess Carolan and chatted with her, talking about the deep blue crystal ore.

If we ignore Princess Carolan, who was naked and in such a bad and seductive posture, this exchange activity could barely be considered a normal social activity. Of course, during the conversation, the hands of a certain gentleman prince explored many wonderful areas. Carolan's face was blushing throughout the whole process, and even she could hear her heartbeat speeding up.

The gentleman lord's mischievous hands were simply poisonous. Wherever they touched, they would become hot. Fortunately, the gentleman prince's weird hands did not choose to invade those last few sensitive areas. Princess Carloflan did not fall completely in the end, otherwise, she would definitely not be able to hold on.

Carolfran almost opened her mouth and asked a certain gentleman prince to execute her on the spot. At least she escaped the first day of this month, but it was unknown whether she could escape the fifteenth day of next month. After the conversation, when Osta left the room, Princess Carolfran had a subtle expression on her face and collapsed on the soft sheets, too tired to move, as if it was an afterthought.

The maids in the lord's mansion who came in to take care of her almost thought that the princess of the empire had just been completely conquered by their own lord, the gentleman prince. It was only after ascending to heaven several times that she could be in this exhausted posture. Carolflan's lips were burning at the moment, recalling the scene of being taken away by a gentleman prince for the first kiss. The other party was too bad, and the first kiss was a French kiss. That round of pulling almost made Carolflan's rationality evaporate.

"You...you are the one who works for Her Royal Highness Queen Margaret III..."

"Fiona, you actually remember me. That's great. How about my suggestion? From now on, we will be colleagues who are loyal to His Highness Aosta."

"No, I am loyal to His Majesty. I am sorry that I cannot obey His Majesty's order. I..."

"Fiona, don't be so stubborn! I was commissioned by the Queen to serve His Highness Aosta."

"His Highness Aosta is fine now. Your loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor is the same as your loyalty to His Highness Aosta. You need to change your mindset."

"We are the Imperial Secret Guards and cannot violate His Majesty's trust."

Deep in the Lord's Mansion of Aosta, in a secret confinement room, the imperial female secret guards he brought back from the "Golden Meteor", the largest transport ship of the Obelisk Empire's Golden Fleet, when he was in the center of the Hercules Sea, Hercules Island, were all secretly placed here, actually under house arrest.

The one in charge of the care was a mysterious beauty, codenamed "Mirror", who was originally a special female guard of the Queen Margaret III of the Empire. Her situation was similar to that of Yulia. According to the Queen's commission, she made a special trip to the Central Continent, to the territory of the Third Prince Aosta, to the Blomfield area, to assist the gentleman prince.

This group of female imperial secret guards, along with their three captains, "Golden Knight" Fiona, "Shadow Warrior" Esther, and "Illusionist" Yulan, are all here. As the emperor of the Obelisk Empire, Augustus VIII secretly trained secret guards for many years. They originally mastered many ways to commit suicide. If the action failed and they unfortunately fell into the hands of the enemy, they could also quickly commit suicide and would not be humiliated.

This time the situation was a little special. Miss Mirror was also a professional in this field, and she was in the same field as the imperial secret guards. Under her personal control, all the hidden means of suicide of the beautiful secret guards were removed by Mirror in advance, and they were defeated by their peers.

Osta had warned him in advance, otherwise Miss Mirror might use her best mind control magic, such as hypnosis, to get information from the imperial female guards, instead of using such a gentle interrogation method as now.

"Fiona, it looks like I can only offend..."

"You...what are you going to do? We are His Majesty the Emperor...wu..."

"Master Mirror, we just captured someone... Are you still busy? We'll wait..."

"If there is anything, just report it now. No need to waste time. What...what! Secret resistance organization, selling out information...I will deal with it immediately."

"Fiona, I'll come back to you later. I hope you can think it through. His Highness Osta's meaning is very clear. If you are unwilling to cooperate, I can only go against His Highness's wishes and use spiritual secrets to hypnotize you..."

"You...you can't..."

"Fiona, I don't want to do this either. You should think carefully about your future."

While Osta was busy dealing with the affairs of the Port of St. Louis, his territory was not at peace. As the most restless local force in the Bloomfield area, the Sarahanim people were always the biggest obstacle for Osta to completely unify his territory.

The leader of this force, the "Snake Witch" Samadiya herself, is rumored to be warlike and cruel. The three primitive tribes that follow her are the Half-Orc Tribe, the Witch Tribe and the Half-Dragon Tribe, all of which are primitive tribes with strong folk customs and warlike martial spirit.

The Sarahanim are different from the primitive tribes, the Lonosbils and the Nolandias, who have mostly surrendered to Aosta. They always believe that Lord Aosta is an outsider who has no right to manage anything in the Bloomfield area and do not recognize his identity as lord.

The Sarahanim people vowed to fight to the end and not let the other side unify the Blomfield area. When the Obelisk Empire expeditionary force attacked the Central Continent and reached the Blomfield area, the most fierce resistance they encountered came from the primitive tribes of the Sarahanim people. That was a stubborn force, and it would be difficult for Osta to deal with it.

The center of the Sarahanim's power is located in the northeastern area of ​​Bloomfield, in a mysterious ancient city called "Snake Hill". The tribal leader, "Snake Witch" Samadiya, summoned the matriarchs of the three primitive tribes under her to discuss business in the ancient palace where she lived, "The Hall of All Souls".

In this magnificent ancient palace, you can see crawling and wriggling flower snakes or giant pythons everywhere, all of which are poisonous snakes. Ordinary humans, no matter how brave they are, would not dare to visit here easily, let alone assassins who come here to assassinate, as it is too difficult to lurk.

"Master Chief, I wonder what important matter you have for us to come here for."

"You should know that the foreign man who calls himself the lord has been making various moves in our Bloomfield territory recently."

"We all know something about this matter. It seems to be the prince of the Western Empire."

"The development of the situation has exceeded my expectations. Gonias (White Witch) and Loritana (Black Witch), those two stupid women betrayed our land and colluded with the invaders. We can no longer rely on them."

"The future of the Bloomfield area must be in the hands of our locals. The Lonnosbils and the Norlandias are cowardly fence-sitters. This time, we Sarahanim people must shoulder this important historical mission and drive the colonists and their running dogs out of this land."

"Master Chief, we all know how to fight this battle. Although that man's methods are very despicable, more and more tribes and clans have defected to his side. If this continues, the scales of fate will tilt more and more towards him."

"In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is useless. I don't care what methods that guy uses. Not long ago, a secret organization provided us with top-secret intelligence."

"That man will leave again in a week to go overseas for business. When that time comes, we will send out our entire army and cooperate with the underground resistance organization in the colony. Together, we will be able to capture the port of St. Louis and liberate the areas occupied by the invaders."

"Master Chief, what do you need us to do?"

The leader here, the "Snake Witch" Samadiya, spoke with a tone full of mysterious confidence, as if she had already won. It must be admitted that this beautiful leader was very talented and capable in pre-war speeches and inspiring people. With her encouragement, the female chieftains of the three major tribes present were extremely excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and showed a high desire to fight.

Strictly speaking, when Osta arrived and took office as Lord, he was indeed an invader. However, whether he was a colonist was another matter. At least Samadiya's personal opinion could not represent the mainstream public opinion of the entire Bloomfield area. Gonias and Loritana recognized the legitimacy of Osta's Lordship.

An important reason why Samadiya was so confident was that she had received top-secret intelligence from the town of St. Louis. A secret organization that claimed to lead the resistance movement had secretly collected a lot of intelligence, including information about Lord Aosta leaving the port again next week to go overseas to handle official business.

This was a great opportunity for Samadiya to attack. In her opinion, as long as Aosta, the supreme commander of the colonists, was gone, they could take the opportunity to concentrate their forces and capture the port of St. Louis.

Once the largest colonial outpost in this territory is captured, the situation in the Bloomfield area will be reversed, and the invasion of Osta will be dealt a heavy blow. Until this time, the snake witch did not know that the gentleman prince had three supreme beings around him. Samadiya felt that she had a higher chance of winning, and there was an illusion that she had an advantage.

"When you return, gather all the tribe members under your command immediately. Everyone who can fight must come."

"Wait a week, and once we get the news, we will immediately launch an attack. This battle will determine the fate and future of the Bloomfield area. It depends on whether we can control it."

"Yes, my lord leader. I believe the goddess of victory is on our side."

Chapter 25: The Bourne Supremacy: The Secret War in Port City

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Chapter 26: Major hostile forces are ready to take action

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Chapter 27: An unexpected gain before the outbreak of the war

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Chapter 28 Wagner City Shrouded in Darkness

The Obelix Empire's Supervisory Council, originally in accordance with the will of the Emperor Augustus VIII, has been investigating corruption within the empire. Although a lot of results have been achieved in recent years, and many corrupt officials have been investigated and punished, these are small fish and shrimps. The big tigers behind the scenes can never be brought down. There are too many interests involved, and the nobles can always find scapegoats.

Emperor Augustus VIII, like all previous emperors, actually did not really want to deal with these nobles. He just used the Censorate to give an explanation to the people below, to show that the administration of the empire was still relatively clean. This often led to the Censorate's position and situation being very awkward and passive.

The beautiful inspector who fell into the hands of Aosta this time, Beiyas, was originally an elite female military officer of the imperial army. She had a close relationship with the military advisor of Aosta territory, Miss Meilan, and they were once comrades-in-arms. However, Beiyas herself had a more upright character and did not have a family background like Meilan, so she was later transferred to the Supervisory Council as a senior envoy.

In Osta's opinion, apart from her upright character and inflexibility, Beiyas was a talented person in other aspects. Thinking of this, the gentleman prince's handsome face unconsciously revealed a meaningful smile, which frightened Beiyas. She thought that a gentleman prince could not bear the temptation and was going to expose his true nature, so she was executed on the spot.

Beiyas trembled because of this. The snow-white phantom trembled violently because of fear. Under the candlelight in the room, it looked particularly attractive. Since falling into the hands of a gentleman lord, Beiyas's position has loosened a little and is no longer as tough as before. She found that the gentleman prince was very different from the rumors. He was not a passerby prince at all. He was obviously very scheming. Beiyas was nervous because she couldn't see Aosta's character and purpose clearly.

“Beyas, you said that Osla (the fifth prince) colluded with hostile forces in other empires, but from the materials found on you, there is no explanation about this.

"Beyas, you are the Inspector General. You should know that framing a member of the imperial family is punishable by death according to imperial law. However, I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now and that it never happened."

"Your Highness Aosta, I...I didn't lie to you! The materials are not with me, but with my colleagues."

"Your Highness Osta, the incident happened suddenly. His Highness Osra discovered our ongoing investigation and attacked us. I got separated from my companions, and my colleagues hid the investigation materials about His Highness Osra."

"Well, Bei Ya Si, if the material really exists, I can't help you for nothing. This is something that can destroy the relationship between brothers if you are not careful. If there is no reward, I don't want to offend anyone."

"Your Highness Aosta, how could you do this...Are you going to just sit there and do nothing?"

Beiyas had a helpless expression on her face, and she seemed helpless about Osta's smooth approach. She originally looked down on those who curry favor with the powerful and try to climb up the social ladder. However, Beiyas did not expect that one day she would become like this, thinking about things in the way she once hated.

Beiyas had no ready-made materials, no actual evidence, and no way to prove to Aosta that her accusations were true. To put it another way, even if she really had those evidence materials, Beiyas would not dare to give them to Prince Aosta. Who knows if the third prince and the fifth prince are in the same group.

Before you can determine the other party's camp and political stance, anything can happen. If you easily give up your own trump card, the consequences are unpredictable. Bei Yasi's eyes were full of struggle, and she was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

A professional gentleman like Osta would never give the other party a chance. When he saw Beiyas thinking about countermeasures, he smiled and called a few maids over. The maids were holding bath towels and wooden basins filled with water, waiting for Ostas' orders. When Beiyas saw the maids coming in, she didn't know what Ostas was going to do for a moment. She looked at Ostas with puzzled eyes, wanting to find out what the third prince was up to.

"Beyas, I'd better take you back to Osla (the fifth prince)! After they help you bathe and cleanse yourself, we'll set off!"

"What! Your Highness Aosta, don't... don't be like this, you... you can't help me! What kind of reward do you need? Please tell me clearly, I... I will satisfy you to the fullest."

"Beias, I need you to monitor the progress of the investigation of other princes. It should be more than just Osla (the fifth prince) that you have investigated."

"Your Highness Aosta, what do you mean?"

"Beias, you are a smart person. You should report to me the latest developments of the Supervisory Office in the future. If you agree, I will find a way to rescue your colleagues from Osla."

"Your Highness Osta, you are asking me to... I... I cannot betray the Supervisory Office. Can you change the conditions?"

"No, Beiyasi, only those who are loyal to me will be helped. Don't hesitate. While you are hesitating, your colleagues may have been killed by my fifth son (Prince Osla)."

Osta's plan was very clear. He wanted Beias to work for him as an informant for the gentleman prince in the Imperial Supervisory Office, similar to an undercover agent. Although Osta did not want to participate in the battle for the succession to the throne of the Obelisk Empire, after arriving in the Central Continent, he felt that it was necessary to plant an informant inside the empire so that he could keep abreast of the latest real-time developments in the empire.

This action should have started long ago. Osta's brothers, other members of the Obelix Empire's royal family, and the princes all have their own spies in the empire. Just like the secret investigation of Beiyas and the Imperial Supervisory Office, which was discovered by the fifth prince Osla. Osta didn't believe that there was no informant in advance.

Beiyas's face was complicated and revealed a subtle expression. She found it difficult to accept the olive branch thrown by Osta for a while. Being the other party's insider and an informant was inconsistent with Beiyas's straightforward character. Although she had a background, it was difficult for Beiyas to agree to this request.

Osta didn't wait for Beiya to make a decision, and helped her make the choice. After a look, his exclusive accompanying combat maid Yulia found a small bottle of bright red special magic dye and gave it to Osta. Osta dipped his fingers in the red special magic dye and began to paint on the delicate area below the belly button and above the belly of the snow-white phantom in front of him, hand-painting magic patterns.

If you look closely, this magic pattern is the same as the one that a certain gentleman prince had drawn on the dragon girl Nostia. Both are necessary for the special master-servant contract. However, the location of the drawing is too sensitive, and it is easy for people to mistake it for the evil silver pattern.

"It's so itchy, Your Highness Osta, what are you doing! Please...please stop, it feels so weird."

"There's nothing strange about that, Beiyasi. As long as this magic pattern is drawn, you will be on my side from now on."

"Wait, Your Highness Aosta, I haven't given you an answer yet! How can this be? You...you..."

"Beyas, relax, don't be nervous, and recite with me!"

"I don't..."

"Beyas, you can't refuse this order."

After a flash, Yulia appeared directly behind Beiyas. This stunning beauty with black hair and black eyes approached Beiyas from behind. She lowered her head and whispered something strange in Beiyas' ear.

Bei Ya Si was caught off guard, and it was as if she heard the whisper of a devil in her ears. Under the temptation of the devil's words, this beautiful inspector with flaxen hair and emerald green eyes soon spoke insincerely and could not control her words. It seemed that she was controlled by an invisible mysterious force and repeated a certain spell with Yuliya.

As the spell was recited, the red blood magic mark on Beiyas's lower abdomen emitted a bright red light and began to work. This compulsory contract magic ritual was very overbearing. As long as the contract ritual was completed, she could completely control everything of the other party and completely obtain all ownership of the other party.

This was originally a special ritual that many high-level demons often used to trade with others. I don't know where Yulia got it from, but after some magical modification, it became the new magic formula we have today.

No matter how determined Beiya is, she is just a human beauty after all. She is restricted by her race and is doomed to be unable to resist the control of this contract. The dragon girl Nostia is strong in herself, and with the talent of her race, signing a contract with her requires the blood of the master.

Beiyas was not as good as Nostia, so she did not need blood, only special magic dyes. After a while, as Beiyas finished reciting, the contract was automatically completed. After the dragon girl Nostia, a gentleman prince used the evil contract for the second time to gain a loyal subordinate.

"Master, is there anything I can do for you? Please give me your orders. Your happiness is my happiness."

"Ahem, Bei Ya Si. You don't need to use this title anymore. Just use the same title as before. Tell me everything you investigated here."

"Lord... Your Highness Aosta, I understand. This time we are here..."

After the contract was completed, Bei Yasi's face flushed, because of the strange stimulation coming from below, this beauty was in a special state close to heaven. Her emerald green eyes were full of obsession, and her pretty face had an attractive expression mixed with shyness and confusion.