Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't want to be pushed down by the players

She stopped her slender and upright body on horseback, raised her whip and waved it at the Angustifolia Mountains on the horizon that looked like a giant dragon.

"Uncle, I'm more curious about that foreign princess. How could she have caused such a brave and skilled warrior like you to return in disgrace?"

"Pei'er, it seems you deserve a beating."

Liu Hong turned his head and glared at his niece unhappily.

He had no intention of putting in any effort when he went to fight Wade. He just wanted to kill several nearby tribes and drain their strength.

"Hehe, it's because you, my uncle, were such a great figure in my mind before."

Liu Pei instantly changed into a playful and cute expression, made a face at Liu Hong, and then immediately whipped his horse and ran away.

The cold wind brought huge snowflakes hitting his cheeks, but Liu Pei narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked at the Angus Mountains ahead.

She was indeed very curious about the princess named Chris.

With a few hundred soldiers and those weak foreigners, we can stop the attacks of these barbarians.

Although she knew that her uncle did not contribute, this was enough to arouse Liu Pei's curiosity about this foreign princess.

And the covenant also made Liu Pei very curious.

Some can't wait to see each other.

"Snapped!"

The whip made a crisp sound in the air, and the horse under Liu Pei raised its hooves and galloped across the grassland.

Chris stood on the balcony, looking out over the entire Vader City.

A letter has been sent out accusing the Lord's Mansion of Pant City of condoning the Pant nobles to hire strangers to assassinate them.

Moreover, she went directly to various cities in Yorkshire to publicize what she encountered as a princess in her own territory.

Such an action meant that she, the royal princess of the Kingdom of Aler, had openly conflicted with Grand Duke Okaf.

So the faction war between her and Yorkshire has been going on for three days.

Caris and Bruce have already rushed to the town of Xia with a 500-man city guard regiment and established a front-line command center there.

As faction war missions were issued one after another from the headquarters, many players had already rushed over to Vader City.

Accept the mission from the headquarters, then go to the border line and have friction with the patrol team of the Third Guard Corps.

Of course, there are more battles with the players in the Yorkshire camp.

Yes.

As the player has been in this world for nearly two months.

Most of the indigenous people on the Hefno continent have become accustomed to and accepted the players. While they marvel at the energy of these foreigners, they have also learned how to get along with them.

Of course, there are also many reasons for this from church propaganda. Long before the players arrived, these churches began to spread the prophecy of strangers coming to this world.

Chris didn't care much about the appearance of players from the Yorkshire camp.

After all, every online game cannot avoid faction confrontation. Only in this way can PVP be fun and many things that players talk about will happen.

Chris believes that as the friction between the Wade camp and the Yorkshire camp grows, more and more players will join this camp war.

Fortunately, the number of players in Vader City has not decreased too much.

Chris could see that the construction site was still bustling with activity.

Many players still choose to do their daily tasks in Vader City, such as fighting monsters, mining, and upgrading their levels and equipment, and then go there when the faction war heats up.

Now, only some warlike players who like and are keen on PVP gameplay have rushed over.

"Your Highness."

At this time, Yuni put a cloak on Chris.

"It's quite cold outside, please take care of yourself."

"Ok."

Although as her strength increases, Chris has developed great patience for the severe cold.

But in response to the concern of her head maid, she tightened her cloak and accepted it with a smile.

"Your Highness, can you tell me what you were looking at just now?"

Yuni couldn't help but stand beside Chris curiously and asked.

These days, Her Highness often stands on the balcony of the tower and gazes into the distance.

"Nothing, I'm just trying to estimate when Nolan will arrive in Vader City."

"Your Highness the Little Prince."

Yuni murmured softly, and a rare gentle smile appeared on Leng Li's face.

"Although I don't know how you know where the little prince is, I think he must be eager to fly to your sister right now and circle around you."

Chris couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly, even though Yuni's words made it sound as if her brother was like a puppy.

However, when she thought carefully about her memories of how she and her younger brother interacted in the royal capital, it was indeed like that.

Although her brother was intelligent and calm among the nobles in the royal capital, he had a rare calmness among teenagers.

But as soon as he gets in front of her, Nolan becomes a little puppy.

He always couldn't help showing off to his elder sister what he had done today and how he got everyone's praise, and then he looked at her with eager eyes, wanting her to praise him too.

However, when Chris thought of the fate that her younger brother would face in the dream, her smile disappeared instantly.

She pursed her lips, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Your Highness?"

Noticing the subtle change in Chris's expression, Yuni expressed her concern with curiosity and worry.

"Nothing, just wanted to talk about something."

Chris let go of all the emotions in her heart, turned her head and smiled brightly at Yuni.

"Eunice, is the room I asked you to prepare ready?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yuni was already accustomed to her prince's mood swings and nodded calmly.

"That's good. Nolan and that distinguished guest, Her Royal Highness the Third Princess of Celis, will arrive in Weed tomorrow. Let's prepare in advance."

"Yes."

Chris took one last look toward the snow-dark horizons to the west and north, as if her eyes had penetrated through the layers of snow and seen the two friendly armies shown on the map.

"Go back, Yuni. It's really getting colder outside."

Tightening her cloak, Chris took Yuni back to the room before the snow got heavier.

At this time, Nolan and Liu Pei were also leading their men towards Wade City in the heavy snow.

PS: I was so engrossed in reading the novel that I almost forgot to update

Chapter 123 5 My brother is a serious sister control

Compared to the heavy snow on the northern grasslands.

Because it was only early winter, even though Vid City was located in the north of the Kingdom of Aler, the snow only fell for more than a day before it stopped.

The gloomy sky began to turn blue, and the rising sun cast its golden warm sunlight on the earth.

As a new day arrives, the newly logged-in players also come out of their tents.

After getting dressed in winter clothes bought from the store because winter was coming, and getting equipped, they walked through the area designated as temporary residential areas towards the inner city.

However, when passing through Dongcheng District, where most of the area is still a construction site, these players couldn't help but show envy on their faces.

Because during this month, some players have bought land, and then bought wood from the lumberyard belonging to the City Lord's Mansion and built their own houses.

From the players' perspective, these player houses scattered along the streets of Dongcheng District can only be described as simple wooden houses.

But even so, this is a home that completely belongs to the player.

At least you don’t have to worry about the snow being too heavy in winter and collapsing your tent.

Moreover, these houses all have their own gardens. If it weren't winter now, these gardens would definitely be full of flowers.

Ah, that’s great.

The players could only look at these houses with envy, watching the rich players come out of the houses, wearing better equipment than them and heading towards the city hall together.

Then, he silently calculated in his mind how many bricks he would have to move and how much minerals he would have to dig before he could afford to buy a piece of land to build his own house.

However, although they were envious, these players were not too anxious.

They believed that as long as they continued to work hard, they would have good equipment and a house naturally, but they just didn't know where the mistress of the house was.

So, the players chatted and laughed while admiring the Vader City after the snow.

A light layer of snow covered the roofs on both sides of the street, dressing this small but rapidly developing town in a silver-white outfit.

On the streets, there are indigenous children and young players who have joined the game, chasing and playing with each other, and the clear laughter like silver bells keeps ringing in the ears.

In fact, many players have never seen such a snow scene in real life.

Therefore, you can also see many players pulling their companions around them, laughing and taking photos on the snow like children.

The pigeon poet couldn't help but control his camera eyes, taking photos and screenshots of the beautiful scenery in front of him, and then posting them on his social account.

However, as he was thinking about buying a house, he did not stop to appreciate the scenery for too long. After satisfying his curiosity, he followed his companions towards the central square.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of orderly footsteps coming from the street ahead.

Looking up, I saw a group of city guards in bright armor, marching down the street in orderly steps.

Every few steps, the city guards at the back of the team would stop, trot to the side of the street, straighten their bodies, and stand there.

The players and natives on the street were persuaded to move to the sides of the street, and the pigeon poet was also squeezed to the edge of the flower bed along with his companions.

"What's going on here?"

"Maybe some important person is coming. Have you heard anything from the forum?"

The players nearby were also discussing in confusion, wondering why these city guards were standing on the street like a guard of honor at this time.

The pigeon poet was also very curious. After looking at each other, he and his companions opened the forum, hoping to find some side information from the forum.

It’s just a pity that it snowed for the past two days.

Most players choose to work safely on construction sites, moving bricks, and mining in mines. Few players brave the wind and snow to fight monsters in the wild.

So the Pigeon Poet couldn't find any useful information on the forum.

All we know is that, except for the streets on the east side of the inner city gate, the main streets on the north side of the gate are also guarded and controlled by the city guards.

But soon he didn't need to wonder about that anymore.

Because, when the entire street was controlled by the city guards, loud trumpets sounded from the city walls.

"Pigeon, look over there at the city gate!"

The pigeon poet's companion pulled his arm hard, indicating that he should look towards the city gate.

Without bothering to correct his companions' way of addressing him, the Pigeon Poet immediately closed the forum and looked up at the East City Gate.

There, accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground, came the sound of horse hooves.

Soon, a team of knights wearing the blue kingdom's standard armor appeared in everyone's sight.

The pigeon poet looked enviously at the magic equipment on the knights that anyone could see, and then turned his gaze to the leader of the team.

On the white horse, there was a young boy with a somewhat childish face, wearing gorgeous clothes and a lovely smile on his handsome face.

While scanning the streets of Wade with curiosity, he waved to the players and natives behind the wall of city guards.

Looking at the handsome young man's face, the pigeon poet frowned and wondered why this face looked so familiar.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, quickly opened his personal photo wall, and found a photo of Her Highness Chris.

"Is this the princess's brother?!"

The pigeon poet couldn't help but shout out in a low voice, reached out and pulled his companion beside him, and sent the photo to his companion.

"Very similar. With just a change of dress and a little makeup, I think he can pretend to be the princess."