Lord of The Mysterious Realms

Chapter 1942: Windsor and Isabella

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Together with her friends, Feeney fully introduced to the audience the possible serious consequences of "Tulip Mania" based on her own insights on the street.

Children's "speech" is of course not as good as that of adults, but what the flower girls have seen and heard on the street is more authentic, and their opinions (written by Jenkins) also illustrate the impact of tulip mania on the city in a unique way.

This is a completely different angle from a serious speech. Even with Jenkins' "polish" in it, the novelty and authenticity are more deeply rooted in people's hearts than the sharing of data.

When Jenkins was away, Miss Windsor explained his relationship with these girls. People don't realize what exactly Jenkins is up to about the so-called "flowergirls union."

But the experiences shared by the girls always have their end. After Fei Ni and her friends finished, they left the podium. Miss Windsor forced her composure to come to the front of the podium again. When she raised her eyes, she saw Queen Isabella looking at her.

Miss J pushed Queen Isabella down the stairs with her own hands, while the queen at Miss Windsor's place died of a monster riot. Therefore, Miss Windsor did not have the opportunity to experience the thrill of revenge. At this moment, when she saw the other party, a voice of revenge sounded in a certain area of her heart, but she immediately suppressed it.

"That's it. The price of tulips is like a horse-drawn carriage running along a ramp. What the promoter needs is only the initial effort. And this carriage continues to drive, completely disrupting the market price..."

She spoke mechanically what she didn't understand, and admitted in her heart that Jenkins who could understand these things was definitely a genius. She knew that what she said was not good enough, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Fortunately, I finally made it to the last break. After the break, it was the last part of the speech, which was to summarize the consequences of the tulip mania, and therefore extend it to the reform of the financial industry.

At the same time, the reason why the people behind the scenes planned this operation will be revealed, and their identities will be deduced.

Miss Windsor thought that she might not be able to handle so many things well, but she had to do it anyway.

She announced a temporary break, and saw Fei Ni after leaving through the side door.

Fenny smiled and gave her a flower. Looking at the smiling face, Miss Windsor seemed to see a holy angel, and her mood suddenly calmed down.

"Ma'am, you speak very well."

"Your performance is very good."

Miss Windsor bent slightly and said.

"Don't worry about it, sir will be back soon."

"Is it over there?"

"You mean about [Human Body Puzzle]? No, it's just started, but sir will be back soon."

Miss Windsor didn't understand where the little girl's trust came from, but facing her was like facing an angel, no matter how bad emotions were in her heart, she could calm herself down slowly.

Feeney left soon after, and she was waiting for Jenkins with her friends. Miss Windsor went to the bathroom, knowing that she didn't have much time to move around, so she wanted to go upstairs to meet Jessica and return to her body for a short rest.

But in the corridor, she ran into Queen Isabella and her party.

He didn't threaten the scandal of the Duke of Windsor like he did to Jessica just now, and didn't even question why she appeared in the lecture hall.

Queen Isabella asked the servants around her to retreat temporarily, and asked the accompanying Duke to also avoid it, and walked to Miss Windsor alone. Miss Windsor was not worried either, she just stood there waiting for her to come.

"Do you have anything to do?"

she asked.

"Jessica, you... today is very different, very different."

The old man stood nearby, carefully looked up and down Miss Windsor, and asked tremblingly after a long time:

"You really are Jessica, right?"

"Of course, I am Jessica Windsor."

"When you were nine years old, what was the name of the maid who ran away with you?"

asked the old man.

Miss Windsor closed her eyes at once, trying to maintain her expression. The corners of her mouth were trembling, showing the unrest in her heart. It took me a long time to answer:

"Herro Sophie."

Queen Isabella seemed to use this question to confirm that this lady with the shadow of her own youth was really the child she grew up with, Jessica Windsor, and not a dummy created by the gifters with extraordinary power.

She reached out and grabbed Miss Windsor's hand. Miss Windsor wanted to shake it off, but she also knew that now was not the time to turn her face:

"Do you have anything to do? The break is coming to an end soon."

"Don't worry about the rest time, Jessica, don't you really want to be king? As long as you want, I can announce now that the throne will be passed on to you."

She took Miss Windsor's hand, her eyes seemed to glow. She saw herself in Miss Windsor, and saw what she looked like when she was young. During the speech just now, even at some moments, I thought that the person on the stage was my young self.

And so Queen Isabella had her strongest thought yet:

"Let Jessica succeed me, she is me. After I die, this kingdom will still follow my path."

"No, sorry, I have no such idea."

Undisguised disgust appeared on Miss Windsor's face, she forcefully broke away from Queen Isabella's hand, and then took a small step to the left:

"I don't want to be a queen. I don't know what you expect from me, but please don't force the responsibility that doesn't belong to me on me."

If it was the real Jessica, no matter what, she would never say such things to Queen Isabella. But Miss Windsor was different, she didn't have even the slightest affection for the old man in front of her. Even if she knows that the other party and the Queen Isabella she "knows" are two people at all, she can't show the intimacy of Jessica.

A moment of astonishment flashed across Queen Isabella's face. She kept holding Miss Windsor's right hand, even though that hand had been taken away:

"It's not... your responsibility?"

"Yes, who wants to be a queen, isn't it good to be free every day? I hate such responsibilities."

This is the truth, Miss Windsor in the possible world, all her family members died, and after inheriting the throne, there is no one she can trust, and she really relies on herself to support the country.

She has been tired of this for a long time. Power is so attractive to her, but if Jenkins becomes king, power can also belong to her. It is much better for the three Windsors to manage the country together than to support themselves.