Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"I heard that you have been worried about your sister recently. I think, besides my brother, I should be a good choice."

This was almost an open play, and Kevin looked at Grace in front of him with a little surprise.

Grace seemed to have changed so much in just a few days.

Even though he was not sad about Grace, he received too much information about Grace from the secret reports.

He mastered the magic of the Church and argued clearly in court, while angering Carta.

Of course, Kevin was not surprised by the last thing, because Karta's arrogance was caused by his pampering.

Arrogance, conceit, and irritability were the outward manifestations of the damage caused to him by the assassination.

But Grace now is completely different from the cowardly girl who only cared about flowers and plants.

She was confident and calm, and looked a bit like a member of the Rhine royal family.

"Really? Grace, you've really given me a lot of surprises recently."

He narrowed his eyes like a dangerous lion before attacking, and cast a scrutinizing gaze on the girl's cold face.

"It makes people wonder if there is a new person inside..."

"Does it matter to you whether Father changes people or not? The key point is what do you, Father, ask for?"

Grace leaned quietly on the bed. She spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, using her determined eyes as the reason why she was irresistible.

"I am easier to control than my brother, and the only person I can rely on is my father... So, naturally I have to become your cotton-padded jacket."

"To be frank, I am willing to be your sword, Father. Of course, this requires your support."

The Rhine Empire worships lions, and Kevin also appreciates strong people more, so if he shows his ambitions and desires appropriately, he will win his favor.

This is a rare and uncommon thing.

Kevin suddenly smiled with satisfaction. He raised his eyes with interest and took a serious look at the daughter born by the princess of a fallen country for the first time.

"Victoria and Cardin have opened up a new trade route, and the Ministry of Finance has previously reported that a large amount of magic crystals have flowed out of the market, causing the price of magic crystals in the country to soar."

"After a thorough investigation of this matter, there was no result. I hope you can find some clues."

"This is just a small test. The deadline is before Victoria leaves for the battle."

"Yes, Father."

The process of acceptance was easier than expected. There was no deep disgust and hatred as described in the fifth princess' diary, nor were there any emotional greetings between father and daughter.

There are only benefits.

All Kevin, as the superior, discovered that the little white mice he raised had quietly changed, and he was caught up in some kind of novelty.

Grace raised an eyebrow, Victoria would always be by her side these days.

It seems... as long as Victoria is left to work in her own bedroom every night.

After she falls asleep, perhaps she will be able to find some clues in those complicated and thickly stacked secret reports.

Although it seems a little naive, Grace, who has experienced business wars, knows it very well.

Poisoning, fighting, and even slander in public opinion are all actual means of business warfare.

Use whatever means necessary to gain benefits, even if it seems stupid.

Grace gently turned her ankle, and the heart-wrenching pain could still be clearly felt even with the slight movement.

Besides, who would be suspicious of a person whose feet were broken and who couldn't even walk?

In the dark night, I have enough time to complete the task.

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I found that I couldn't finish writing it, so I'll post it first. However, it's almost 6,000 words.

What the hell!! I bow down to you all. I will definitely write about Grace being caught kissing the emperor's sister tomorrow.

76. If you kiss the emperor's sister secretly and get caught, you will be raped.

Night fell, the sky was gloomy, the moonlight was strangely bright, and there were only a few lonely stars.

Even without opening the window, Grace could feel that tonight was not a peaceful night just in the bedroom with the dim chandelier.

The bloody storm in the future will not affect the present at all.

Success may be accidental, but most of the time it is inevitable. It is always a good choice to stay humble and learn at all times.

Grace couldn't go anywhere now, so she could only lie on the bed, chatting and reading a history book about magic - "The Mystery of Magic".

I have common sense about my original life, but I know very little about the magical world.

The book said that the continent of Eris was vast, and there were no giant dragons or magical creatures in the world. At most, there were herbs and minerals containing magical powers.

Grace therefore inferred that the existence of magic is more like the superpowers in modern life TV dramas?

So what exactly is the existence of the goddess?

With this question in mind, Grace continued reading.

"Magic is a gift from those chosen by God. There are many women in this world who violate taboos and dedicate their souls to the devil. They are witches."

"Every witch born will pollute a large amount of magic power between heaven and earth."

"They foresee a false future and possess forbidden magic and knowledge that can destroy the world."

"Such a huge power is concentrated in one person. They are extremely evil in nature, but they can easily decide the life and death of the goddess's people in the vast land."

"So, when a witch is born, it means that all lives will be destroyed. From the founding of the country to now, the Rhine Royal Magic Association has gathered the power of the whole country and has eliminated fifteen witches."

Ok?

Grace twisted the paper with her white index finger. She couldn't help but frowned when she read this. It felt a bit strange...

She pinched the pages between her fingers and looked at the publishing organization at the end of the book, "The Royal Rhine Magic Society".

Oh, I see. That seems a lot more normal now.

Is the effect of witches similar to that of nuclear bombs? Then it should be normal to destroy them.

Inside the silent palace, there was a gentle knock on the door, and a soft female voice was heard from the other side.

"Your Highness Grace, it's time for dinner."

Grace glanced at the clock on the wall and the slender hour hand pointed to half past seven.

It's time to eat.

She marked it with a bookmark and closed the book. "Come in."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The maid pushed the door open and pulled the silver dining cart to the bedside. She quietly opened the lid and placed the silver cutlery carefully.

"My sister promised to have dinner with you tonight. Now she is here on time. How is it? Did she keep her promise this time?"

The steady voice caught the attention of the audience and echoed in the somewhat empty bedroom.

Victoria's voice is not as aggressive as her appearance, but rather deep and feminine.

Her words are clear and powerful, making it easy for people to believe what she says.

Now Victoria has changed into a light white dress, the smooth silk simply outlines the mature curves of a woman.

She removed all the gorgeous jewels on her body, making her look a lot gentler.

But the fatigue from staying up all night still showed around the eyes.

Victoria happened to be meeting with the Cardans in the council hall when Emperor Kevin arrived.

According to the "aristocratic etiquette supremacy" rule of the Rhine Palace, she should hold a cocktail party in the evening to receive these ambassadors as usual.

The earliest you should return to the palace is eight o'clock, not now.

"Yes, this time my sister didn't lie to me. But... why did you come back early?"

Grace couldn't help but look up and asked obediently.

"Of course it's to fulfill my promise to Grace. My sister can't break her promise again this time."

Victoria said this, her sharp eyes sideways glancing at the maids, and only calmed down after confirming that the door was closed.

Suspicious and meticulous.

Grace knew Victoria's personality traits from this one look.

Victoria walked slowly to the dining car and sat down beside the bed. Her long legs were crossed under her fluffy skirt, revealing her white and slender ankles.

She spread the sticky cheese on the table little by little on the sandwich, lowered her eyes and whispered comfortingly,

"The emperor came to see you today, right? If he said anything harsh to you, don't take it to heart."

"He doesn't hate you..."

Victoria paused for a moment, then looked at Grace, her bright red eyes revealing a look of pity for the calf.

"Instead, I transferred my hatred onto you."

Hatred?

Grace vaguely realized the point. She grabbed the bed sheet, lowered her head, and asked in a low voice,

"Why does Father hate me so much..."

"Because your mother did something to offend him, it's just an old story, don't take it too seriously."

At this moment, Victoria played the role of a gentle elder sister to the extreme. She gently stroked Grace's head.

There really seems to be some flavor of sisterly love.

It seems that my previous mother had an affair? It also matches the description in the diary.

For an emperor who controls the world and attaches great importance to his personal reputation, being cuckolded must be a great shame and humiliation.

No wonder I hate myself so much?

"is that so……?"

What about you, Victoria? Why are you still pretending?

Deep hatred took root in her eyes. Grace lowered her head, and the feeling on the back of her head made her feel so fake and sickening.

She asked in a clean and light voice:

"So, sister, have you ever been betrayed by someone?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?"

Victoria's hand suddenly stopped and she looked at Grace, whose eyes were clear.

"Because even someone like my father would be betrayed, and someone as gentle as my sister... probably has never experienced such a feeling."

The imperial sister's red eyes, which were exactly the same as her own, were still clean and clear, but now there was a hint of inquiry.

Gentle? Victoria knew it very well.

Maybe there is a gentle side.

No one knows how dark the Third Princess's side is hidden beneath her gorgeous appearance.

She really likes the look of anger on people's faces when they are trapped in injustice and despair, with their eyes wide open and red.

This will give people a sense of satisfaction that their personal will is superior to that of others.

Of course, the polite Victoria would not do such a thing. She could only enjoy this long-lost happiness when she occasionally defeated her "political enemies".

She is not ashamed of this, after all, everyone has some difficult sides to talk about.

For example, the irritable and hot-tempered Emperor Carta especially likes to call a group of knights to play football with him.

But he is born competitive, doesn't like to lose, and doesn't want to be let down by others.

If the prince did not enjoy himself to the fullest, he would beat them up and then reward them with gold.

"Yes. But those are not worth mentioning to me."

Victoria answered frankly, as if she was used to it, and her expression was still full of the maturity and tenderness of her age.

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