Reject me, you damn woman.

As an arcanist with predictive abilities, it is common for him to use his abilities to predict the outcome before fighting the enemy.

"That's not necessary,"

Ellie shook her head.

"A fourth-ring arcanist, even with the third-level groom beside him, do you think he can hurt me?"

Rosaire nodded. That's right.

The gap between a fourth-ring arcanist and a seventh-ring one is as huge as a chasm. I was actually being too sensitive because of a word from His Highness Lin En. It was really childish of me.

"But if you really want to know, I can tell you with divination."

As she spoke, Ailijia took out a gold coin and threw it in front of Rosaire.

I cast it about ten times, and the results were three up and seven down.

Ailijia showed a dissatisfied expression:

"Is there a 37% chance of that?"

Rosaire was also a little shocked.

Even if there is only a 30% chance of winning, a fourth-ring arcanist has a 30% chance of winning against a seventh-ring arcanist, which is already very terrifying.

Moreover, as a dual-attribute arcanist who possesses both ice and destiny attributes, Alica's strength is unquestionable.

"Not really,"

Ailijia shook her head:

"Three seven means that within three minutes, I can only defeat His Highness seven times."

".........."

It turns out that what is predicted is not the winning rate, but the number of victories.

But this makes sense.

The gap in combat power between the fourth ring and the seventh ring is so huge that it is a gap brought about by hard-core strength that cannot be made up no matter how talented or powerful the mind is.

However, saying that he would spare Ailijia was still a bit far from the truth.

Sure enough, it was because of what His Royal Highness the Prince said that I thought too much.

"In that case, I will leave first. Things have not been peaceful recently. You are the only one among the court arcanists who can stay in the imperial city for the time being. You have to be careful. Not to mention, Her Highness is now..."

Rosaire's instructions ceased there.

At this critical juncture when the imperial election was in full swing, signs similar to Warcraft disasters or activities of powerful unknown supernatural beings continued to appear in other parts of Fire Rose, causing all court arcanists except those on duty in the palace to go out. Although most of them were quickly confirmed to be rumors or not so serious, he still felt vaguely that something was wrong.

After seeing his companion just nodded indifferently, Rosaire sighed, said nothing more, and turned away.

Just as Ailijia was about to put away the coin used for divination, a crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.

The female arcanist was stunned for a moment, looking at the gold coin that began to crack from the center, and fell into deep thought.

There are hundreds of possibilities and explanations for the results of using props for divination, but there is only one possibility if they are damaged for no reason.

That is, it is true that I can beat Lin En seven times in three minutes.

But it is also true that the other party can kill him.

How could the prince from Purple Gold Flower, who was only at the fourth ring level, have the power to kill me who was at the seventh ring level?

Ailijia's pupils shrank, and her body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

Because she suddenly remembered something.

As a court arcanist staying in the palace, one of her important duties is to serve as the guard of the "King".

And now, when the Rose Emperor is still seriously ill and the burden of the empire is shouldered by the eldest princess Hedwig, protecting Hedwig is to protect the "king".

But she had just released a dangerous fellow who could potentially kill the Court Arcanist to face Her Highness Hedwig?

Not to mention, in the vague future that he had seen, that prince was even very likely to... cause the daughters of Fire Rose to bleed.

But is it necessary to go against Her Highness Hedwig's will just because of a vague prophecy?

This is not in line with her way of protection.

Ailijia's hand trembled, and she seemed to be struggling for a while. Finally, she stretched out her hand and condensed a ball of fine snow from her palm.

She was going to start divination again, and this time it would be more detailed than before.

What she wanted to predict was the relationship between Her Highness Hedwig and the Purple Gold Flower Prince.

If the divination results revealed that the prince might harm Hedwig, even if it meant going against the intentions of the person she was supposed to be loyal to as a wizard, Alica had to prevent that from happening!

She will never forgive anyone who might hurt Her Highness!

Protected by the magic flow of destiny, fine snowflakes were taken away from the palm of the hand, gathered on the ground and gradually formed a shape.

"This is?"

Ailijia's ice-blue pupils suddenly narrowed.

.........

On the other side, Lin En walked into the main hall of the palace and looked around this palace which was as gorgeous as the Purple Gold Flower.

Only then did he understand why all the original guards and ministers in the palace had been driven out.

Because the main hall of the palace was indeed not very convenient for people to see at this time.

Throughout the hall, dozens of complex alchemical matrices were linked together, and the high-purity magic stones were pushed to fill the empty spaces in the main hall of this magnificent palace. In the center of these beautiful and delicate alchemical rings was the throne that symbolized the supreme imperial power.

Under the throne, the somewhat frail and pale silver-haired princess was standing at the steps, gazing alone at the throne of power that was destined not to belong to her, wondering what she was thinking about.

"Good morning, Her Majesty Hedwig."

Lynn took the initiative to greet him.

"Ah, you are here, the prince of Purple Gold Flower."

After noticing Lin En, she turned around with a surprised expression, walked slowly forward, stretched out her soft hand, and carefully helped him straighten the wrinkles on his clothes caused by the wind and snow. Her light-colored pupils were filled with a gentle smile.

Lin En calmly enjoyed the service, which might shock countless people into breaking out in cold sweats if it were spread out, and said with a smile:

"It's really not easy to see you."

Hedwig instantly understood what Lin En meant:

"It seems that Alijia has caused you trouble. I'm sorry, but she is actually very simple and has no bad intentions."

However, she did not pause, nor did she appear awkward or embarrassed. Instead, she moved closer to Lin En's shoulder and his earlobe, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"So, for my sake, please forgive her, Master?"

..........

At the same time, on the wall of the palace, Ailijia was lost in thought at the pattern formed by the fine snow under her feet.

She envisioned all the possible outcomes: crossed swords represented enemies, parallel flags represented friends, and even hearts represented love.

But what does a collar mean?

.........

ps: Why are there still people saying that the protagonist doesn’t have a cow?

I have hinted many times before that there is something fishy going on in the villa, and it is certain that the little princess cannot reveal it openly in the villa, otherwise it would be a mistake (crossed out).

snort!

I'm angry, and I've made this promise: I'll break it within five chapters!

But to be honest, I didn't expect that it would take so many words to make the protagonist Niuzi unleash his magical powers (whisper)

Chapter 207: Then I will be her enemy!

Just as the arcanist was struggling with what the collar meant, Lin En shook his head in the hall:

"Those things don't really matter. You don't have to be so servile to me. After all, we all know that the binding nature of that contract will only take effect once."

Lin En did not reject the silver-haired princess's advances, but he did not deliberately cooperate to soften his attitude.

"Yes,"

Hedwig nodded slightly, with the smile on her face unchanged.

"But the effect of a sword in the hands of a farmer and a hero will be very different, right?"

While saying this, the princess kept her hands folded in front of her belly and looked at Lin En with encouragement and expectation, as if she was looking at a true hero in her dreams.

If an ordinary young man were to be subjected to such numbing words and the wind blowing in his ears, he would probably lose his mind and go completely crazy.

Even Lin En couldn't help but sigh that the rank of this princess was not on the same level as her brothers and sisters.

However, looking at the sickly princess who had the same hair color as Quinn but a completely different temperament, it was understandable.

For this princess who is not favored by "fire", words and insight into other people's hearts are her best and perhaps only weapons.

However, he didn't know if it was Lin En's illusion, but he always felt that the princess was deliberately reminding and even encouraging him, as if he had the power to "command" her.

Could it be that, as I guessed, this prince has some shameful and strange hobby?

Even if Her Highness Hedwig enjoys being dominated, do I look like the kind of person who likes to be sadistic and is happy to see others suffer?

He really is.

Lin En suddenly came forward and made an extremely bold move. He suddenly stretched out his hand, put his arm around Hedwig's slender waist, and forced her into his arms.

Amid the silver-haired princess's exclamation, the distance between the two suddenly became very close, they could hear each other's breathing, and the towering snow peaks were deformed alarmingly due to the pressure, making people wonder if they would break through.

"What are you doing?"

Hedwig turned her face away, and the warmth and scent of the opposite sex hit her face, causing an abnormal blush to appear on the cheeks of the silver-haired princess.

She tried hard to push Lin En away, but her hands, which were extremely weak compared to the Dragonborn's strong body, were trembling slightly for some reason. The pushing action did not seem like a rejection, but rather a sense of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

"do not move,"

Lynn Road,

"I will use the contract where I think it should be used, but today, you should know that I am not here for those things, so, sorry, I am going to ask you some questions next. In order to ensure that the answers I get are correct, I can only use this method."

The silver-haired princess stopped struggling as if she accepted her fate.

She knew what Lin En meant by doing this.

The contract between the two people is a slave contract with a strong master-servant nature. In order to restrain the behavior of the slave and protect the master, this kind of contract usually adds some effects such as the slave feeling pleasant when around the master.

Under this effect, it becomes twice as difficult to lie or hide something.

Only in this way could Lin En ensure the authenticity of the words spoken by Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was better at dealing with people than her brothers and sisters.

"You!"

Hedwig just shook her head.

"Even if you don't do this, I will tell you everything I know. After all, our destinies are now connected."

Lynn shrugged.

"I want to know first why you have not responded to my invitations during this period, including meeting His Highness Zevis for the last time."

"I said, it was because a sister blamed herself for not educating her brother well, and she couldn't bear to see her brother's ugly appearance at the end. Do you believe it?"

Hedwig replied.

Lynn nodded, but didn't let go of the other person.

He believed that this factor existed, but at the same time, it was definitely not all.

"All right,"

Hedwig seemed to have compromised.

"I admit that if possible, I really want to see my brother for the last time, but unfortunately, I am afraid that I will not be able to leave this throne room for a certain period of time in the future."

Lynn released the hands that were restraining the prince's waist.