Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"There is also the expenditure of the palace kitchen. Your Highness Grace can take a look if you are interested."

This kind of cramming-style teaching allowed Grace to confirm almost immediately that Victoria was asking Caroline to please her.

"it is good."

Grace was not in a hurry and just nodded.

Knock knock knock, there was suddenly a rhythmic knock on the door, as if someone was coming.

"Sorry, Your Highness."

Caroline bowed slightly to Grace, then stood in front of the golden door and discussed with the soft female voice for a while.

Grace could only vaguely hear a few words like "information", "financial report" and "emergency".

Then Caroline came in with an anxious look on her face, but this time she was holding a tall pile of documents in her hands.

She piled the account books on the desk, rummaged through the lockers for a while, and finally took out two thin account books.

"Your Highness Grace, please wait a moment. I need to deliver something to Her Highness Victoria. Can you stay here for a while?"

Grace felt a little strange. She glanced at the documents piled on the desk and nodded.

"can."

Caroline smiled gratefully and bowed slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Bang, the door of the study closed tightly, and then Grace was the only one left in the empty room.

……

As the secretary general of Her Royal Highness Victoria, the most prestigious princess in the empire, he must have extraordinary abilities.

Caroline is not only smart and capable, but also meticulous and has everything in order.

Maintaining a certain level of suspicion will actually reduce work mistakes.

Caroline walked through the corridor with steady steps and finally arrived at the reception lobby.

Her Royal Highness Victoria was sitting in the center of the hall, playing chess with Mr. Richard, the Cardin ambassador, who was wearing a bowler hat and a white robe.

"Ambassador Richard, in this game of chess, your king has been forced into a dead corner, your knight controls the dead corner, and your queen is right behind it. How are you going to crack it?"

Her Royal Highness the Third Princess crossed her fingers under her chin, holding the round black chess piece between them, her red eyes full of high spirits.

Caroline walked forward slowly, bowed slightly, and reminded softly,

"Your Highness..."

Victoria raised her eyebrows slightly. She placed the chess piece elegantly and calmly on the table and stood up with a confident smile.

"Give Ambassador Richard some time to think. I'll take care of a small matter first."

Then she followed Caroline to a hidden corner of the hall.

Victoria stood at the junction of semi-light and semi-darkness, her unfathomable red eyes shining clearly.

Caroline leaned against the wall and said cautiously:

"Your Highness, I have placed tiny strands of hair on top of the briefcase and in the cracks of the locker. If there are any signs of movement, I will report to you immediately."

For Victoria, she was deeply trapped in an emotional whirlpool, as confused as seeing flowers in the fog.

But for Caroline, a rational outsider, everything was in Victoria's best interest, so she proposed the idea of ​​testing Grace to Her Royal Highness.

Of course, Victoria refused at first, but when she really thought about it, she finally agreed with Caroline's approach.

Only by being cautious at every step can you avoid any loopholes.

Victoria's eyes were scattered on the cashmere blanket. She neither confirmed nor denied it, but just left ambiguous words.

“I don’t need the process, I just want to know the result.”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Caroline nodded, and she couldn't help but ask curiously,

"If Her Highness Grace really has strange thoughts about betraying you, what do you need me to do in advance?"

The light now was neither bright nor dark. Victoria's dark red pupils were like thick, stagnant blood, terrifyingly red.

The cold air was filled with the murderous intent of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Victoria may have vaguely imagined some version of that future in her mind.

Caroline felt an association of "blood" from the gloom in her eyes.

Victoria thought for a long time before she slowly uttered a few words.

"She wouldn't be the one to betray."

It is actually normal for a curious child to flip through official documents.

Caroline sighed and gently reminded, "Your Highness! Are you being too decisive?"

"Caroline, it's good to be alert and cautious, but sometimes you need to wait until the hook is firmly bitten before you reel in the rod."

Her Highness the Third Princess smiled softly, "It's not a good thing to make groundless accusations."

As soon as the conversation between the two ended and Victoria had not had time to return to her seat, a maid came hurriedly to report.

"Your Highness Victoria, Miss Afro Argerich came to visit Her Highness Grace today with a bouquet of roses and tulips."

Roses? Tulips? Aphrodite?

Victoria's brows suddenly sank. She felt that the current development of the situation was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running wildly towards the unbelievable.

"Take me to see her."

……

At the same time, Grace, who was turning the pages of a book with her slender index finger in the study, gradually became unable to sit still in the wheelchair.

I have waited too long.

The silence stretched the linear time out. Grace turned her glass-clear eyes and finally glanced at the backlit bookcase.

The door was closed and Caroline was out for a very long time.

Tall enough to have the opportunity to take out the key from the secret drawer and check the contents of the locker.

Well, let's take a gamble. Since there is no news of the magic crystal leaking out, we can also see if there is any useful information.

Grace closed the book decisively.

She put her hands on the axle of the wheelchair and moved towards the desk without hesitation.

85.Why did you lock the door?

Gurgle, gurgle, the golden wheel slowly moved forward and stopped in front of the desk.

However, Grace was not in a hurry to flip through the materials brought by Caroline, but observed quietly with a view slightly higher than the desk.

The cost of the silver-white desk is similar to that of a grand piano, and the overall style is gorgeous and retro. There are three drawers on the left and right sides of the desk for storage.

The official documents on the desk had been carefully sorted and classified, and stacked on a horizontal table connected to the storage drawers. In order to prevent the documents from becoming messy, they were even covered with a four-sided lion sculpture inlaid with gold and white.

Further down, there are still drawers on the left and right sides for storing official documents, and of course there is a secret drawer at the bottom of the desk.

Grace took another look and saw that the backlit, patterned storage cabinet was thoughtfully locked by Caroline.

Everything was in order, except for the official documents that Caroline had temporarily moved in, which were placed in a somewhat messy manner in the middle of the desk.

Grace held her breath and looked closer. On the topmost document paper with the royal coat of arms, it was clearly written in blue ink:

Dear Princess Victoria,

Upon learning that Your Highness is about to go to the northwest to quell the rebellion in the empire, we, on behalf of the people of the empire, have decided to follow Your Highness and present Your Highness with ten tons of food, a thousand horses, a thousand suits of armor, and a thousand elite knights.

Princess Phoenix, one of the remnants of Ibro, reportedly did not link up with the allied forces of the Holy East Kingdom but was able to win battles one after another, which shows that the people of Ibro Province were in disarray.

Also, Your Highness, my daughter Erica will hold an engagement dinner next Saturday, and I hope you will be able to attend.

I know very well that Your Highness and Cardin...

The official document stops here and the following content can only be seen by opening the document.

As paper for official letters, a large part of the upper left corner needs to be printed with the national flower to represent its sacredness, so there is very little that can be written on it.

Who is the sender? Is there any deal between Victoria and Cardin? Or is it about the leakage of magic crystal?

Grace stared at the document hesitantly without moving. She once again carefully observed the letter and the furnishings on the desk.

I always feel that someone as careful as Caroline would never do such a thing.

What exactly is wrong?

Grace began to reminisce.

Caroline pushed herself into the study, chatted, then chatted with the maid outside, came in again, and then went out...

It should be said that something was wrong from the beginning.

She tilted her head and stared for a long time, and finally found a tiny brown hair in an inconspicuous place - in the gap between the first document and the one below.

Only a short section is revealed, but it is breathtaking.

This is a trap!

Grace's eyes widened in shock. Caroline could clearly ask the maid who delivered the documents to bring the materials Victoria needed directly over.

As a servant who delivers secrets, he is generally qualified to have contact with Victoria.

There was no need for Caroline to go there in person. This time it was a complete test against her.

Victoria... Victoria...

Grace silently repeated her name in her heart. Her eyes were serious for the first time. Her slender white fingers clenched into fists as she stared at the letter closely.

Then there is more time in the test, right?

As if she had accepted some kind of challenge, the girl's eyes shone like stars and she smiled softly.

Grace looked at the kitchen account book Caroline gave her.

The payment and entry of accounts are orderly and almost flawless.

But this is too fake. In modern times when technology is more advanced, there is no way to ensure such clarity. It is precisely because there are no flaws in the account book that it is full of flaws.

These are just some things she used to appease herself. As for the things Victoria used for fishing, it is easy to imagine whether they contain important things.

Grace no longer planned to continue looking through the documents, but pushed herself to the bright window, closed her eyes, and activated the skill [Dark Perception] granted by the system.

Dark perception, as the name suggests, means closing your eyes or being in darkness, and being able to present the surrounding objects in different spectra like an image analyzer.

To put it simply, it is similar to the setting of Hawkeye. In RPG games, it is a hint skill that helps the protagonist find key items.

The darkness was looming, and Grace sensed the entirety of the study in the foggy darkness.

There is nothing unusual to the left or forward, but something seems wrong to the right.

The wall's glow turned a bright pink similar to a hidden door.

Grace opened her eyes alertly, and in her field of vision were bookcases stacked with books.

Oh? It's not uncommon to build a small compartment in your own palace that can't be seen by the public.

But when Grace thought about the Third Princess Victoria in the original introduction of the game world, who was a complete sadist, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

But what was this compartment for? What could she have hidden in there?

Is it used to hide treasures that must not be seen by others, or to lock up something special?

Could it be a collection of suspicious props lurking in there, or a private basement used for executions?

Suddenly, a faint sound of horse hooves came from far away downstairs. Although it was faint, Grace still captured it keenly.

Yes, the confidence I had in reading official documents came from my good and sharp hearing.

Grace rolled her wheelchair to the window. Through the transparent glass that reflected clear shadows, she saw a galloping carriage in the garden alley downstairs.

In the cold winter wind, the silver-white griffin on the fluttering family flag is majestic and eye-catching.

Ah...I really can’t stand it anymore.

Grace couldn't help but frown slightly, sighed helplessly, and rubbed her temples in annoyance.