Celebration banquet at the Royal Palace in Rhine City.
There are a lot of people here, and with the swaying candlelight and melodious violin sound, it looks particularly dreamy.
Helen Theresa sat sideways on the highest Iron Throne.
She held a small half glass of red wine in her hand, which was very delicate and charming.
In addition to some of the ministers who participated in the war, there were also noble men and women from the Rhine City who came to the scene.
Before the banquet officially started, people were almost there and the seats were full.
At a glance, there were nearly a hundred people.
The dazzling gold and silver jewelry and the low-key and luxurious top-grade silks and satins all reveal a compelling aura of wealth.
They ate the beef on their plates and whispered to each other.
In the center of the hall, the invited dancer danced gracefully, attracting applause from the whole hall.
The candlelight became increasingly dim, making Helen feel a little distracted.
In a daze, she seemed to see the young Prince Laurent.
Her hair is as black as the night, and her eyes are as charming as the stars.
He wore neat robes and a broad cloak, a silver crown on his head, and a long sword at his waist...
Helen woke up with a start.
That handsome and unrestrained face gradually returned to its youthful and unfamiliar appearance.
She lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the empty wine glass, then laughed dumbly.
Can not go back.
Those memories, good or bad, can never be brought back.
Ayuya couldn't adapt to such a noisy occasion and took the initiative to resign.
Her family should have been sitting next to her, but now they were empty and seemed a little lonely.
In stark contrast to the deserted Iron Throne, there were lively guests at the table.
The nobles have long been accustomed to such occasions. No matter who the other party is, they can exchange cups and cups and talk and laugh freely.
After the dance, the singer followed and left.
The two nobles raised their wine glasses and acted like licking dogs.
That's a very subtle thing to say.
First praise the queen's exquisite appearance, and then her noble character.
After he finished boasting, he seemed to be running out of words and began to praise his unwarranted political achievements.
Finally, he even touted the fabricated content on the battlefield.
Youdao meant that everyone was carrying a sedan chair. Helen could hear the lie, but smiled awkwardly without revealing it, not wanting to ruin everyone's elegance.
But gradually, she realized something was wrong.
The two nobles sang in harmony, as if they had colluded in advance.
"Her Majesty's magic power is so high that she defeated Verga's army without even using a single soldier."
"That's right, how can ordinary witches be compared to each other?"
It would be quite rude to put such words at a celebration banquet, even if they were used as compliments.
Seeing Helen's cold expression, the two nobles not only did not restrain themselves, but became even more bold.
The reason why she dared to be so unscrupulous was that Helen Theresa did not dare to do anything to them.
The two minor nobles are just pawns in front of the stage.
They knew everything about the Queen's background.
Princess Yas, who was expelled from the royal family, was no threat to them.
The identity of the witch is originally made up and cannot be counted.
They dragged away Helen's biggest supporter, Count Charles, a queen who was close to being nothing but nothing.
The wizards and witches Helen hired before are missing.
The only woman with her was under close surveillance and did not come to the party tonight.
The two nobles and the forces behind them had thoroughly investigated the situation in advance.
Coupled with the benefits promised by the big man and the fact that most of the people present were of their own people, the two nobles dared to commit suicide like this.
If you use something as soft as praising someone, even if you don't praise someone well, you won't be punished.
If the queen makes any extreme actions or words or deeds, she will be criticized.
Helen's face turned red from suppressing her anger, and she was too angry to speak.
She knew very well that some nobles were unwilling to recognize her status as Queen Monte.
But now that the war has just stopped, they are rushing to find trouble.
Is it because she is gentle and easy to bully
"Gudong."
At this moment, a blue bag was suddenly thrown from the air into the main hall.
The kinetic energy of the fall caused the straps to loosen, allowing the contents to roll out.
A bloody human head.
"ah!"
The pampered young ladies have seen such exciting scenes there.
They covered their eyes and screamed, the harsh sound sounding particularly uncomfortable.
"Guard, call the guard!"
"It's... it's the Marquis of Kent!"
Soon someone called out the name of the owner of the head. He was one of the most important figures in the Rhine City.
When the two nobles who wanted to die saw this, their expressions were even worse than eating shit.
The big man behind the scenes who instigated them to cause trouble was none other than the Marquis of Kent!
In the hustle and bustle, Tamamo Mae, dressed in white, danced down from the eaves of the hall under the gaze of hundreds of eyes.
That elegant posture is like a fairy descending from heaven.
As her body fell, her eyes gradually changed.
Not the cuteness of one tail, nor the charm of three tails, but a kind of...
Look at the indifference of all living beings.
A flood of guards came in, completely surrounding the entrance to the hall.
This emboldened several ministers who were so scared that they wet their pants and yelled: "You witch, why did you kill the Marquis of Kent?"
In the West, there is no such thing as a vixen or a fox spirit.
As long as women can do strange magic, they are collectively called witches.
"madness."
Tamamo Mae's tone was contemptuous, and he threw a roll of parchment full of writing in front of everyone.
The minister on the side picked it up and swept it over hastily, with a gloomy expression on his face: "No... this is impossible!"
The noble next to him quickly asked: "What is written on it?"
Tamamozai glanced coldly, and took over the conversation without waiting for the minister's reply: "The Marquis of Kent colluded with neighboring countries, has close contacts, and intends to commit rebellion. He should be punished according to law."
The noble stared at her in disbelief. After he stepped forward to check the parchment, he looked strange.
If the evidence is conclusive, there is really no problem in killing him.
But…
Tamamo Mae didn't give them much time to react. He pulled out several rolls of heavy parchment as if by magic.
She opened one of the volumes and read directly:
“Augusta Gary, Armory House.
Jordan Davis, downstairs.
Defoe D Smith, West Market.
Bach Anderson, Barracks…”
After each name, she added a location.
The faces of the ministers and nobles present who were thought of suddenly turned pale.
These scrolls of parchment are full of evidence of their corruption and collusion with neighboring countries!
They looked at each other, exchanging glances frequently.
Consider whether to rebel collectively in the main hall.
Anyway, if you poke him out, he will die, so why not make a big fuss.
Tamamo Mae quickly recited a lot of names and places, closed the parchment and glanced coldly:
"Everyone should know what I was reading just now."
After saying that, she walked to the corner of the hall and threw the parchment into the brazier.
"Now, it's all over."
The flames continued to engulf the parchment, and soon it was completely burned.
The unclean nobles and ministers looked at each other in confusion.
They really couldn't figure out what the other party was doing by suddenly destroying the evidence after revealing it.
Suddenly, a blazing fire burst out from Tamamo Mae's hand, which was even more intense than the flames in the basin.
Those who were close felt the heat of the high temperature and retreated voluntarily.
Tamamo glanced around and said coldly: "Are you fools?"
The corners of the mouth of the noble who intended to rebel twitched, staring at the flames, daring to be angry but afraid to speak.
Tamamo's eyebrows lowered and he continued: "The nobles and ministers serve the royal family. In the final analysis, it is only for the benefit of the family, that is, profit. Just for those petty profits, you sold the royal family? Okay, even if you succeed, , the prince takes over Monte and cashes in all the benefits promised to you. Then, what percentage of the profits will he have left? When the time comes, will the compensation come from the people, or from you? "
Everyone was speechless.
Apart from the promised generous benefits, they actually don't have a strong preference for who will be in charge of Monte.
They all lined up with the Marquis of Kent and bullied the powerless queen.
After all, you can get a lot of benefits from the power of the dragon.
There are indeed some ministers and nobles who are blinded by money and interests.
But there are also smart people who see clearly, and most of them choose to be neutral, or make their stance clear and support the queen.
Temporary benefits are not benefits, long-term benefits are benefits.
Only this kind of small and medium-sized nobles are stuck in the quagmire.
"The Queen will not pursue the past matters again and write them off."
Tamamozae took Helen's attention, put away the fox fire, and turned her head to look at the Iron Throne.
"Whether you should support a queen who is loved by the people or a prince who cannot be controlled is up to you."
After saying that, she squatted down, jumped from the floor of the hall to the eaves, and walked away.
Only a group of shocked ministers and nobles were left, thinking carefully about their next stance.
Between the black tiles on the eaves, a figure flashed quickly.
The faint moonlight shines on the six fiery red tails that are invisible to ordinary people.
…
"Not everyone can sit on the throne of power." Tamamo Mae