They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

"You...don't you understand the principle of making the best use of things? Instead of wasting them, you might as well use them for yourself, don't you understand?" Faced with the idiot in front of her, Christine had no choice but to speak frankly.

"I understand." Fate nodded without hesitation. "But you are the owner of this pendant. I must respect your decision on how to deal with it."

"You say throw, so I throw."

".........." Well, she was wrong. This golden retriever was not stupid, he just had a single-threaded thinking circuit. In short, he was stubborn and insisted on his own opinions.

"........Forget it. It's better to feed the fox than the dog. You can keep the pendant yourself."

"This is too expensive. I can't afford it."

"I don't expect a poor guy like you to come back." As she said this, Christine glanced at the two water bags on the girl's chest.

Tsk, are all the nutrients given here? ?

"Anyway, the pendant is yours now. Don't give it to me. I don't want something dirty and covered in mud."

“…Then, thank you.”

Seeing Fate accepting it with trepidation, Christine smiled in her heart.

This is the effect she wants.

To be fair, is this pendant valuable? The enchanted props she made by hand were indeed valuable, but the word valuable was always relative. For Christine, this enchanted pendant could not be considered valuable in any way.

Then why did she deliberately act so reluctantly to embellish the preciousness of the pendant?

Of course, it was said to Fate.

Including words like 'I don't expect you to pay me back'. She really didn't expect Fate to pay her back, not to mention that she was a poor woman and couldn't pay her back either.

The reason I said this was all for Fate to hear, so that she would deepen her gratitude towards me and value that favor more.

With just a little trick, Fate would be grateful to her so that she could continue with her plan.

With her skills, it wouldn't be easy to deceive these two idiots.

"Your Majesty the Empress."

"Huh? What?"

“Speaking of which, I have a question.” The blonde girl’s expression had now regained its composure. She tilted her head and stared at Christine.

"Why are you here, carrying an enchanted item that can solve my urgent problem?"

"........."

broken.

Christine froze for a moment.

She missed one thing...

This golden-haired fool indeed does not have a complete brain, but don't forget that the fox blood in her body currently dominates, and her smart IQ also occupies the high ground!

She was careless. She had never expected that the blood of the demon fox would actually give Fate a brain.

(The image of Feitao can be seen on the left side of the cover, the white-haired fox, the female demon, and the image of Fate (female version) can be seen on the right side of the cover, the blonde knight)

Chapter 8: 7~Do you have money?

"Why is your focus so strange? I should carry such a valuable piece of jewelry with me. It's only the size of a palm. It's not troublesome for me to carry." Christine explained calmly.

"Anyway, this pendant has been soiled by you, so I don't want it anymore. You can deal with it yourself. It's up to you whether you keep it for yourself or throw it away."

"Your Majesty, thank you very much no matter what." The blonde girl held the ruby ​​pendant and bowed to Christine.

No matter what the other party intends, it is an indisputable fact that it will be of great help to oneself.

In everything, it is the actions that matter, not the intentions.

"Don't you suspect that I have added something to this pendant?" Christine raised her eyebrows when she saw the blonde girl hang the pendant on her snow-white swan neck without hesitation.

After all, she and Fate were just strangers who had met a few times.

"Your Majesty, you have no reason to harm me, and there is no need to harm me." The blonde girl said frankly.

This is indeed the case. Christine is a pure-blooded god. With her level of existence, there is no need to go through so much trouble to harm her, an ant. Now she is no match for Christine.

Besides, if you doubt someone, don't employ him; if you employ someone, don't doubt him. Fate has chosen to trust Christine, so he won't have any doubts.

Besides, she has no other choice now but to take a gamble.

She didn't want to walk around the city with these two big water bags on her head.

"Didn't you say that this pendant could solve my current problem?" Fate looked at the handsome and beautiful blonde girl in the bronze mirror in embarrassment. "Why, there is no change at all?"

"No change, that's right. What other change do you want? Even I can't suppress the divine blood by using external interference like enchanted items, okay?"

"The purpose of this pendant is only to change the image of you in the eyes of others, and deceive yourself at the same time."

"So, I still can't change back?" Fate was a little desperate, and even his pupils began to tremble.

"What? You're asking for something for free? If you think the pendant is useless, just throw it away." Christine said impatiently.

".........I didn't say no." I can't change back, but at least wearing it can deceive myself and pretend that my little brother is still there.

If she didn't wear it, she would really have to blend in with the crowd with her young girl's face and this pair of strange and huge white cleavage.

"How should I use this pendant?"

"Just imagine your past self, and inject a trace of magic into the pendant."

"Is that so?" Fate did as he was told.

After touching his face and confirming in front of the bronze mirror that his appearance had indeed returned to normal, Fate breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, so this is what you looked like before." Christine, who had been watching Fate from the side, had a flash of surprise in her eyes when she saw Fate's original appearance, and then she pursed her lips.

"Are you surprised?"

"It's quite unexpected. I thought guys like you were dull and rigid, and usually had a square face. It turns out you're quite handsome..."

The Dawn Knight Commander, who is renowned throughout the continent and is feared by all, has never revealed his true appearance to anyone, so everyone can only rely on their imagination to guess what is inside this airtight tin can.

Some people speculate that the Dawn Knight is not good-looking, even ugly, otherwise why would he always cover his face and refuse to see people?

Some people also speculate that the Dawn Knight is very handsome, so handsome that he cannot show it to others casually.

These are relatively normal guesses. There are also some alternative guesses that the contents of the cans are not people at all, but a bunch of tentacles, slime, indescribable things, etc., anyway, not humans.

"Huh, he's quite handsome." Christine whispered.

Looking through the bronze mirror in the tomb, Fate touched his expressionless face. The touch remained the same, but the appearance had returned to that familiar face.

"Also, thanks to the nourishment of the demon fox blood in your body, your body has been rejuvenated. From now on, you will remain young forever. Don't worry about whether you will die or not."

"You've never really looked at this world, have you? ... From now on, live well as an ordinary person."

"...Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome. Although this pendant can simulate your past appearance, it can only simulate it. There are two more marshmallows and one less lollipop. This is an objective fact. It cannot be simulated."

"Also, because your fox blood has taken over, from now on a lot of magic will accumulate in your body, but you won't have any [intention]. If you want to release your mind spell, you can only consume more magic to condense [intention] to release it. In addition, your physical fitness is not as good as before. Do you understand what I mean?"

After a moment's silence, Fate nodded.

Christine's meaning was very clear. Her current situation was almost equivalent to being downgraded.

"But this may not be a bad thing. Although you have lost your heart spell, you can release magic now. If you learn one or two of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan's inherited secrets, you may be able to reach a higher level than before."

In response to Christine's suggestion, Fate gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Apparently, just the mention of the term 'Nine-Tailed Fox' made him physically uncomfortable.

Of course, Christine could tell that this statement was just a confirmation of Fate's dislike for the nine-tailed fox.

"Finally, let me remind you that your body structure is different now. Mobilizing [Magic Essence] or [Intention] will cause the fox blood in your body to boil, rendering the pendant ineffective. Do you understand?"

"........I understand." Fate looked at his hands and nodded silently.

"Where is this?" Only then did Fate notice the surrounding furnishings and the stone chamber he was in.

The stone chamber is spacious and square, with wall lamps burning in the four corners. There is a stone table next to the stone chair, on which are placed silver wine glasses and cups, as well as some porcelain funerary objects.

In the spacious main room hangs an oil painting of a knight holding a sword, with the words "eternal remembrance, eternal immortality" annotated in Kano language.

Only then did Fate remember that he seemed to be lying down just now, and he crawled out from something after overturning the lid.

He looked silently at the sarcophagus inlaid with gold, silver and jewels in the middle of the main tomb chamber. After a while, he rubbed the back of his head.

It's really confusing.

"How long have I been dead?" After a long time, Fate asked, and seemed to realize that this sentence was ambiguous, so he changed the question.

"How long has it been since I faked my own death?"

"Probably, more than two months." Christine said casually. She was numb to time and what she said was just a rough estimate. From the time Fate sought death from her to the time he was buried, only about two months had passed.

"To summarize, after you faked your death, your body was picked up by someone, who recognized it and reported it to the Imperial Capital. After Empress Beatrice found out, she buried you back in the Imperial Palace." Seeing that Fate was confused about the situation, Christine explained for him, tangling her hair around her fingertips.

"So, we are now underground in the Imperial Palace?"

"Ah."

"So, Your Majesty, how did you get here?"

"Pfft, with the character of the Kano royal family today, it's stupid for them to intermarry with humans. Let alone the mausoleum, how could I sneak into the Queen's bedroom without anyone noticing?" Christine said disdainfully.

".......Why did she bury me in the royal mausoleum?" Ignoring the garbage Christine said, Fate was a little confused.

"I don't know. You ask me, but who should I ask? I'm not familiar with today's Empress of the Empire. If you want to know, go and ask her yourself." Having said that, Christine had a malicious look on her face.

"If you want to lose your freedom again."

"If I remember correctly, the little princess of the Kano Empire is your nemesis for the murder of her father, right?"

"........."

"So, after you helped her grow up and secure her throne, she couldn't wait to sideline you. She was probably afraid that you would try to 'clean up the imperial court' again."

"........."

Fragments of memory flashed by.

In the desolate and ruined palace, blood dyed the noble throne and crown red, and flames shot up into the sky.

The firelight reflected on the sad, bloodless face of the black-haired girl. She knelt on the ground, her luxurious princess lotus leaf skirt stained with blood. She said nothing, and her eyes like violet gems were filled with tears.

Lying in a pool of blood were her relatives, her father.

Signaling to his subordinates behind him not to attack the girl, the knight walked over silently.

"You won't kill me?" The girl raised her beautiful eyes that were sparkling with tears like glass and looked at the tall knight expressionlessly.

"Those who deserved it have been punished." The knight's voice was deep and heavy. "Everyone hopes that the new emperor will learn from this and not repeat the old mistakes."

".......If you don't kill me, one day, I will chop off your head." The girl spoke word by word.

"Very good." The knight was not angry at what the girl said.

"I'm waiting for your revenge."

"But you are too weak now. You cannot become a qualified king, let alone be my opponent. If you want revenge, you have to learn."

"Learn how to be a wise ruler. Only then can you complete your revenge."

"Until then." The knight paused, knelt on one knee towards the girl, and looked at her straight in the eye.

"I will be loyal to you and clear away obstacles for you until you can stand on your own."

................

"............How are the people of the empire living now?" As the memories came to an end, Fate breathed a sigh of relief.

"Minsheng? How would I know? Go and see for yourself." Christine pursed her lips.

"Anyway, it is definitely much better than the previous evil tyrant. We have already hit rock bottom, and no matter how we go, we will rise. The people have been able to recuperate, and it is only a matter of time before the economy and national strength are restored."

"That's good." Fate nodded, as if he was finally willing to let go of the burden on his shoulders, and for a moment he looked a lot more relaxed.

The 'student' he taught graduated and became a king who could stand on his own.

"So, what are your plans next?"