Reject me, you damn woman.

The tall horse that was whipped screamed and neighed, then rushed forward like mad, rushing towards the position where the two girls were standing at the door of the mansion.

The servants around noticed the crazy carriage and cried out in surprise. The two girls naturally noticed it as well, but no one showed any intention of retreating or avoiding it, nor did they even have any intention of releasing any arcane magic.

The coachman was instantly frightened out of his wits!

He knew very well how terrible the impact of horses and carriages running at high speeds was. Add to that the heavy carriage at the back, let alone the two girls, even two families of knights would be crushed into cans of luncheon meat!

His Highness Berens was not afraid because he was also a prince, but if Princess Historia standing there was even hurt, he would rather die than refuse!

Seeing the carriage and the girls getting closer and closer, the driver ignored the prince's orders and the health of his beloved horse, and pulled the reins desperately, shouting:

"Get out of the way!"

But it was meaningless. The two girls still had no intention of retreating. They just watched coldly as the carriage got closer.

Twenty meters,

ten meters,

Five meters...

The four horses pulling the carriage suddenly neighed in fear, as if they had sensed something terrifying ahead. They ignored the impact and inertia brought by the high speed and fled in four different directions like crazy.

The legs of the two majestic horses on the side made teeth-grinding "crackling" sounds on the spot!

He actually broke his bones immediately, screamed, fell to the ground, and then was ruthlessly crushed by the wheels, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!

The two horses in the middle were better off. The stronger restraint of the horse ropes prevented them from escaping. The wheels crushed the two horses on the sides and most of the impact of the carriage was shared. Except for a few hairs being rubbed off on their heads and necks by the harnesses, there was no loss.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the two horses seemed to have their bones pulled out. They collapsed to the ground, rolled their eyes, foamed at the mouth, and trembled continuously.

The driver trembled as he got off the carriage. After checking the status of the two horses, he wanted to curse, but when he looked at Historia in front of him, he didn't have the courage to do so. He could only repeat:

"My horse, my horse!"

"Damn it, useless things, both humans and horses!"

Inside the car, Behrens couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He didn't dare to kill his sister, whose return he had been expecting for a long time, but he didn't even let her show his loss of composure. Instead, he was put in a very embarrassing situation by the brakes, which still made him a little dissatisfied.

It seems that my sister has really made great progress in Zijinhua.

Ferdinand on the side was confused and uncertain.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but just before the horse went crazy, he seemed to see a golden dragon opening its eyes in front of him.

"Your Highness, how about... Damn it!"

Ferdinand cursed.

In the time it took me to be in a daze for a while, Behrens had already gotten off the car.

The two siblings looked at each other from a year apart. Behrens adjusted the scarf of his red dress and smiled brightly:

"Isn't this my good sister Historia? Just now, I, as a brother, failed to control the servants, and the horse got out of control. Didn't it scare you?"

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

"In the palace, whenever I tease you like this, you always cry very sadly."

Elena, who was standing by, suddenly felt nervous.

If Lin En was here, she believed that Lin En would make this annoying guy lose both his parents in a minute after hearing such clumsy verbal teasing, but at this moment, there were only her and Xia here!

She was really afraid that Xia would act impulsively and do something irrational.

But at this moment, she felt Historia quietly holding her arm, and then patted her forearm soothingly, as if to tell her not to worry.

Then, the usually impulsive and hot-tempered Princess raised her eyebrows slightly, with three parts of disdain, four parts of indifference, and three parts of smile on her face. She looked at the scrapped luxury carriage of Berens and the four horses lying on the ground, her red lips slightly opened, her tongue pressed against the roof of her mouth, and uttered a note that was unclear but inexplicably very sarcastic:

"happy."

Behrens & Elena:?

........

On the other side, there is an area for carriage parking.

[You are now in the state of opening: Dragon Soul. In some perceptions, you will be regarded as a dragon. Please pay attention to the occasion and avoid unnecessary trouble! ]

[You are in closed state: Dragon Soul. ]

Lin En, who was filling in the registration information, turned back and continued to fill in the form in his hand, hiding his achievements and fame.

At the same time, his brows slightly frowned:

"I was only gone for two minutes, how come trouble has come to me?"

But then, his expression relaxed again:

"However, although I only taught her some quick stuff, it should be enough."

He is quite confident in his love education.

Chapter 168: Lin En's new plan is as stable as a rock (6.5k)

In front of the mansion.

The confrontation between Berens and Historia is still going on.

Moreover, it was the first time that Historia gained the upper hand against her brother.

In fact, Behrens was not surprised that his clumsy provocation would not have any effect.

People will make progress. A useless person who never changes doesn't even have the qualifications to step into this gaming field, and the same goes for my good-for-nothing little sister.

From the fact that she thought of using Hilteria to check and balance herself, it can be seen that either she had the guidance of an expert, or she had undergone some kind of transformation.

But even though he was mentally prepared, Berens was still caught off guard and stunned by Historia.

It wasn't just that strange word that had no clear meaning but was full of sarcasm, but also the look in Historia's eyes.

The look was so indifferent and numb, so cold to the bone, as if a soldier who had experienced life and death was looking down on a recruit who was brandishing a stick on the training ground and insisted that it was a "lightning whirlwind strike". Even Berens, who was used to the freezing wind of the Northern Empire, could not help but shiver.

What on earth did this guy go through in Zijinhua?

The change is so big?

But soon, Behrens immediately regained his momentum.

Things like momentum need to be supported by sufficient confidence and strength behind them.

No matter how experienced and mature Historia appears, he is still young and has no power to support him, so he is nothing but a rootless duckweed and a bluff.

Just a few teasing words from me would reveal her true colors!

Berens sneered:

"It seems that my sister has made great progress in her verbal skills during the year of Purple Gold Flower. I wonder how much her arcane skills have improved? Your brother is now a fourth-ring arcanist, and is only one step away from the fifth ring."

Historia briefly displayed her magic flow, with a look of disdain on her face:

"stretch."

It’s also the Fourth Ring Road!

Berens' pupils shrank. When this guy went there, he was only at the first ring, but now he has the strength of the fourth ring.

Even though she has been called a genius since she was young, I am not a loser. It only took her one year to become as good as me. Isn't this speed of progress too outrageous?

But what’s the point of having strength alone? The crown prince is not competing to see who can fight better!

I have a trick that I have used since I was a child and it always works wonders!

Berens sneered:

"Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being Historia's sister. I just wonder how many people welcome you back to the imperial capital this time, and how many people wish you would never come back. I do have some acquaintances. If you need anything in your life, they can definitely help you, as long as you are willing to pay a suitable price."

Historia seemed completely unmoved, and even yawned in boredom:

"Dian."

"you!"

Seeing that Historia was completely unmoved, Berens could no longer maintain that fake smile on his face.

With that disdainful look and strange, mocking words, Behrens, who was obviously the older brother, felt like a younger brother in front of her.

"Are you mute? You can only speak one word at a time?"

"Anxious."

Those two words were like a sharp arrow, accurately piercing through Behrens' last bit of defense.

"Histria! Are you okay?"

Berens gritted his teeth.

However, when he was about to personally try out whether his sister had the fighting power that matched the number of rings, several waiters from the mansion came between the two of them at some point.

"Your Highness Berens,"

A maid with a smile that looked like it was printed on her face stretched her hand between the two of them and looked at Behrens.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but please at least keep peace here and don't act impulsively."

Berens looked disdainfully at the maid who was barely at the level of a first-ring arcanist:

"Who are you? Do you want to interfere in our sibling affairs?"

The maid said calmly:

"To answer your Highness, this is not my wish, but the intention of the Grand Highness. This mansion is her private property. If everyone can give her some face and maintain at least some care for her, she will be very grateful to you all."

Behrens was silent for a while, then folded his arms and restrained the leaking magic power.

"Since it's Hedwig, just give her some face."

He immediately glanced at the mansion again, his eyes showing disdain:

"But please tell her that there's no need to live in such a shabby place. Even if she really wants to retire, I can arrange a suitable holiday estate for her in the southern part of the empire, which will be enough for her to live the rest of her life in leisure."

"Thank you, I'll tell her."

The maid bowed and returned to the door of the mansion.

On the other hand, Elena, who didn't want to have a violent conflict with the other party, breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, listening to Berens' words, she couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that the Highness is really a very good person. Even the seemingly impulsive Highness Berens seems to respect her very much."

"He's just afraid of Hedwig's power."

Historia shrugged.

"By the way, Shia,"

Looking at her friend who seemed to be a completely different person from the calm and even indifferent state just now, Elena couldn't help but ask again:

"What on earth did Lin En teach you in the past three days? I feel like you have made great progress."

After hesitating for a while, although he didn't really want to recall that memory, facing the curiosity that was almost overflowing in Elena's eyes, Historia still said:

"Actually, Zayu didn't teach me anything in the past three days. To be precise, apart from the last formula, he only taught me one thing."

"what?"

Elena asked.

“Control your emotions.”

Historia said.

"Only, that's all?"

Elena was a little confused. Historia's expression of shame made Elena have countless guesses about what the two of them had done in the past three days, but was it just such a simple thing?

"How can it be just that? The key is the method."

Historia showed a frightened expression.

"The first thing he did was tie me to a chair,"

"Tied...tied to a chair?"

Elena bit her fingers in horror.