Reject me, you damn woman.

"It's just that, after all, it's not my territory anymore, so I can't use this convenient method of just killing the whole family. It's really... a bit annoying."

“Eh…”

The girl's smile froze on her face.

Elena suddenly felt that she sometimes seemed helpless about the troubles of "soft-hearted" classmate Lin En.

........

About half an hour ago, Lynn walked out of the Church of Mother Earth alone.

"Now does not seem to be a good time to accept the appointment. There is no need for you to rush to meet the goddess. Is this okay, Lin En?"

After making sure that the priest did not follow out, Lily in the mark asked quietly.

"Hehe, Lily, there is only one answer at any time."

Lynn climbed into the carriage, smiling,

"I will accept the invitation. It has nothing to do with anyone. It's just that no matter who wants to go against the Magic Clock Tower, I, Lynn Norton, will go to help. That's all."

"That's it,"

Lily sighed very lightly.

“Lynn….”

"Ok?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are really arrogant?"

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Chapter 149: Fortunately, Quinn's water flowed into Lynn's field (4.8k)

"This doesn't seem to be the route out of the city, Lin En, did your groom take the wrong route?"

The mark flashed a few times, and Lily asked curiously.

"Well, because we are not leaving the city yet, let's go back to the palace."

Historia was tired from crying and fell asleep. Elena had been sitting upright for some reason and her face did not look good. Lin En leaned back on the carriage seat, closed his eyes, and answered softly.

When this plot happened in the original novel, His Highness Historia had been studying abroad in Zijinhua for several years and was doing very well. Not only was his strength not to be underestimated, he "accidentally" won the hearts of several famous beauties, and he also severely slapped the faces of the old aristocratic forces that were at odds with the empress several times. It can be said that he had the right time, place and people, and he returned to his country to kill and slap people in the face.

But now everything happened too suddenly. Not to mention Historia, even Lin En was not ready yet. Therefore, before starting this Fire Rose trip, he still needed to make some preparations.

He had to go back to the palace first to ask Quinn and the Empress for something.

The former is the head of the empire's secret police, and he must have a lot of dirty information and secrets about other countries. Lin En's understanding of the Fire Rose Empire is limited, so it is very important to supplement some intelligence.

As for the Empress' mother, if I go to Fire Rose now, I will be without any authority, so,

"I need to ask that woman Divira to give me an official certificate for the prince to visit other countries."

Lynn Road.

"Official credentials, do you still need that kind of thing?"

Lily was a little surprised, as Lin En was not the type to follow such rules.

Lynn nodded.

"If it's a normal visit, it doesn't really matter whether I have that kind of thing or not, but I'm short of time right now, so I need a document that can prove my identity and official status so I can jump the queue for the teleportation array."

"Teleportation array?"

Lily muttered the new words curiously. Although she could occasionally obtain some information about the outside world from the residual souls of emperors who had just entered the Holy Test, the old girl was still quite out of touch with the outside society.

"Well, this is a new arcane technology that has emerged in recent decades."

Lynn patiently helped Lily with scientific research.

The arcane of teleportation was originally a solo dance of space arcanists, and ultra-long-distance teleportation was an extraordinary skill that only top arcanists like Dean Soljana were qualified to master.

A space arcane scroll that can travel thousands of miles must be at least the sixth level, and its value is inestimable, not to mention that it can only be used once.

But the emergence of the teleportation array changed all of this. As long as the link of the magic network, the teleportation array and the required magic stones are set up in advance, even mortals without any magic power can be instantly teleported thousands of miles away.

Its practicality and value are completely epoch-making for this era where conventional means of transportation are still carriages, airships or ships... No, let alone this world, even in the world where Lin En originally belonged, if a technology similar to the teleportation array really appeared, its significance would be immeasurable.

However, although it surpasses that world in terms of convenience, in terms of management and higher levels, the current transmission network in the mainland is so bad that it is unbearable to look at.

First of all, many countries are hostile to each other, so they prohibit each other from building transmission networks. Even the management of domestic transmission networks is in chaos. Although after several technical improvements, the possibility of transmission errors to sea level or uninhabited deserts has been almost eliminated, the shortage of supply and transmission conflicts are still a big problem.

"I understand that the demand is insufficient for the supply, but what do you mean by transmission conflict?"

Lily asked.

"To put it simply, if at the same time, two teleportation arrays in different locations teleported the little girl and the dog to another teleportation array respectively,"

Lin En couldn't help but sigh, as if recalling some bad memories:

"Then you will get a big brother without the need for human transmutation technology."

Lily:......

Although she didn't quite understand what Lin En was saying, Lily felt the horror of the consequences.

"But don't worry, with the official certification of the visit certificate, these will not be a problem. Not to mention our country, other countries will also give Zijinhua a favor and let us use the teleportation array first."

"Really? What if there are idiots who don't know how to appreciate your kindness?"

"That's even better, because if there really is a hard bone, then the person teleported from the purple gold flower next time may not be the visiting prince."

Lynn said calmly.

This is the confidence that comes with having a strong country behind you.

Unless it is a complete hostile country, we must give this Eastern hegemonic country some face regardless of whether we share borders with it or not.

The carriage suddenly slowed down, and the shadow knight in charge of driving the carriage gently knocked on the curtain:

"Your Highness, we have arrived at the palace."

"it is good."

Lin En responded and looked at Elena:

"Wake up Historia-sama, and get ready to get off the bus."

........

The Imperial Palace, the capital of Zijinhua.

The first owner of this palace was naturally Lily, but at that time, because the capital was newly established, everything was kept simple. Now, with thousands of years of development, both this country and this once small palace have become towering giants that can shake the world.

Compared with the bustling downtown area with its lively nightlife and bright lights, the imperial palace located in the center of the imperial capital is like a silent and staring white beast. In recent months, with the complete downfall of the eight major families, countless power struggles and reshuffles of interests have been completed in this palace.

Even in the middle of the night, important officials, either high-spirited or frustrated, would often walk out of the room, and today was no exception.

A man in a neat black suit, a round-brimmed hat and a stylish little mustache walked side by side with a military officer in heavy red armor as they walked down the high steps.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Commander Hilta."

The little mustache smiled and said,

"You are the commander of His Majesty's direct army, and now you are also the commander of the Queen's guards. It seems that His Majesty really values ​​you. I'm afraid that the entire Finite family will follow your glory and move to a higher level."

Hilta just nodded calmly:

"You are joking, Lord Pollard. You are also an important minister to His Majesty. We are all working for His Majesty and the Empire. There is no difference between you and me."

Hearing this, the bearded man named Earl Pollard looked around and silently moved closer to Hilta:

"Captain Hilta, there are only you and me here, so let's not say such polite words. Can you give me a hint?"

"I don't know what the Earl is talking about."

Hilta still spoke indifferently, maintaining a clear sense of distance.

"My Lord, are you so cautious against me?"

Lord Pollard shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"As for responsibilities, I am responsible for sorting out government affairs for Her Majesty the Empress, and you are an important military official. We each have our own responsibilities and we dare not overstep our boundaries. But as for our closeness to Her Majesty, how can I compare with you?"

Lord Pollard looked around again and whispered:

"There are only you and me here, and I am about to say something extremely treasonous. Although Her Majesty the Empress has a long life, the issue of the crown prince will have to be faced sooner or later. In the past, there was no doubt that we had no choice but to be the eldest prince, but now... I was unable to attend the Dragon Blood Ceremony due to some family matters. As a close minister and confidant of Her Majesty the Empress, who witnessed that night, can you tell me the truth?"

He paused:

"Has His Highness Lin En really transformed, or is it as the rumors say, that he is just a useless person who is promoted by Her Majesty the Empress and Her Highness Quinn for the sake of face..."

Hearing this, Hilta suddenly stopped, and Pollard was caught off guard and almost bumped into his shoulder armor.

Hilta turned around and stared at Count Pollard.

Being stared at by those sharp eyes hidden under the helmet, Pollard couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"Does it matter who is the crown prince?"

Hilta stood there, her voice low.

"No matter who is the crown prince, there is only one person we are loyal to, and that is His Majesty. Your Excellency, are you thinking about trying to please the new master now?"

"How dare I, how dare I, long live your majesty, long live your majesty!"

Pollard waved his hands hurriedly, and when he saw that Hilta no longer responded and continued to go down the stairs, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

This Hilta is just as the rumors say, very stubborn and unyielding.

Such an idiot deserves to be just a legion commander after following Her Majesty the Empress for so many years!

However, in this way, the information he obtained became more authentic and credible.

And judging by his reaction and recent developments, Pollard has gotten the answer to his own question.

How could a prince keep a low profile immediately after accomplishing a great deed?

Pollard still couldn't believe that there really was a prince who was not greedy for the throne and was not interested in fame and fortune!

Unless that prince is not worthy of the position.

Hilta, who was able to chat for a few minutes at first, immediately turned hostile as soon as the topic involved His Highness Lin En. Doesn't this indirectly show that the legion commander doesn't think highly of His Highness Lin En at all?

Pollard felt he had it all figured out.

At this moment, a black carriage without any emblem pierced the darkness from a distance and stopped silently in the square in front of the imperial palace. The coachman stood up and opened the door, and a man and two women got out of the carriage.

Pollard immediately recognized the identity of the leader: Wasn’t the golden-haired man the person they had just been talking about, the prince of the empire, His Highness Lin En?

As for his two female companions, they were quite beautiful, especially the red-haired girl. If it weren't for her overly melancholy temperament, he would have thought that the girl was Princess Historia who came to the empire to study!

But thinking about this, Pollard frowned even more tightly.

It is not something to be proud of that the prince of one's own family brings home a girl who looks very similar to the princess of a friendly country in the middle of the night, and His Highness Lin En was famous in the imperial capital for his former dissoluteness.

Pollard has made his decision.

It seems that most of the rumors about His Highness Lin En are exaggerated.

However, after briefly adjusting his mood, Pollard still chose to stand where he was, straightening his clothes, giving Lin En enough face, as if he was waiting for him to greet him.

It doesn't matter whether it is exaggerated or not. After all, he is a prince and I am a minister. Not to mention, the person who exaggerated His Highness Lin En's achievements was either Her Majesty the Empress or Her Highness Quinn.

Pollard is very clear-headed to have reached his current position. In the imperial capital, if you dare to offend Her Majesty the Empress, you would be in trouble. And if you offend Her Highness Queen... then there is no point in trying.

He couldn't help feeling a little proud when he thought of this. Although Zi Jinhua didn't place excessive emphasis on literature or martial arts, one still had to fight for one's personal favor.

As an old-school noble, I am willing to lower myself to the same level as His Highness Lin En.

Can that big stupid guy Hilta next to him do this kind of art to understand the Holy Heart?

Your Excellency, the noble Red Dragon Army Commander,

Just keep your pathetic arrogance and be a legion commander for the rest of your life!

Thinking of this, Earl Pollard stood where he was, waiting with a smile on his face for Lin En to come forward, intending to encourage this "prodigal son" prince.

"Isn't this His Highness Lin En? Tonight, lady..."

A red figure suddenly flashed past Pollard like a hurricane, rushed down the steps, and then, in Pollard's astonished eyes, "plop", knelt on one knee in front of Lynn, lowered his head as low as possible, and performed a standard knight's salute that could be put on the parade square.