The heavy snow has changed the color of the world.
In the heavy snow, a team of about 300 people was heading towards Silver Moon City.
Eight knights in red armor held the "Jingshi Scarlet Flame" flag and rode at the forefront of the team.
The half-elf civilians on the side of the road saw this flag, and they were so frightened that they knelt down and saluted.
Because, Jingshi Crimson Flame is the emblem of the Royal Family of the Glorious Empire.
In a luxurious carriage in the middle of the team, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was looking at a piece of information just brought in by his attendants, with a look of surprise on his face.
From his clothing style and the badge on his chest, it is not difficult to guess that this young boy is the great prince of the empire—His Royal Highness Harrison San Lorenzo.
"Mother, the Pegasus Legion in the Eastern Territory has been wiped out under Silver Moon City..."
At this moment, Queen Midella was leaning lazily on the bed, her body was covered with thick fox fur. After hearing her son's question, she didn't open her eyes, and said in a flat tone:
"There has been no war in the Eastern Realm for so many years. Is the army so unbearable that it lost to the half-elves?"
"And the Black Cavalry."
"Black Cavalry?"
"Yes, it should be the remnant army who escaped from the Shadow Canyon. According to intelligence, there are 8,000 troops."
Only then did Queen Midella open her eyes, revealing a curious expression.
Prince Harrison quickly handed over the information and asked in confusion, "Mother, why didn't the remnants of the Black Cavalry flee back to the northern border, but went to Silvermoon City instead?"
"Because their mission is to protect Vera, and Vera is still in Silvermoon City." Queen Midella casually gave a reason, but her eyes were fixed on Viscount Angelet's name on the information.
I don't know what I remembered, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the queen's pretty face.
Prince Harrison seemed to believe this reason. After hesitating for a moment, he asked again: "Mother, the Duke of St. Hilde, the Duke of St. Pros, and the half-elf royal family, should they all be my father's vassals?"
"Yes."
"Then... shouldn't we prevent them from fighting each other like this?"
Upon hearing this, Queen Midella raised her head and looked directly into her son's eyes, and asked with a smile, "Do you hope that the vassals of the San Lorenzo family will live in harmony with each other?"
"Shouldn't it be?" Prince Harrison's eyes were full of doubts.
"Harrison, do you think that with the strength of the San Lorenzo family, they can beat the northern border?"
"It might work."
"What about the northern border plus the eastern border?"
"..." Prince Harrison hesitated, not daring to make a statement.
"In addition to the western region, and even the southern region?" Queen Midella looked coldly, "Tell me, if the dukes of the four regions unite, what should the San Lorenzo family do?"
Prince Harrison broke out in a cold sweat suddenly, and said nothing.
However, Empress Midella didn't seem to let her son go easily, she just kept staring into his eyes, waiting for his answer.
After a while, Prince Harrison replied cautiously: "Mother, aren't you the sister of the Duke of St. Hilde? I also have the blood of the St. Hilde family in my body. The northern border will not rebel against the royal family, right?"
"Hehe, aren't there few paladin families in the empire who marry each other? If marriage can solve all political problems, then there will be no wars in this world.
When a wise lord decides the position of the family, he only considers the interests, not how many women he marries. "
Prince Harrison opened his mouth, a little dumbfounded.
He really wanted to ask his mother, if one day the Northern Territory really stood against the royal family, which side would she help
But after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't have the guts to ask such a question.
After thinking for a while, Prince Harrison said again: "Isn't there still [Holy Covenant]? Does the Duke of the Four Realms dare to tear up the agreement, break his promise, and challenge the status of the San Lorenzo family?"
Queen Midella sneered: "Harrison, remember that all verbal promises and agreements on paper can be betrayed at any time. If you want to ensure the loyalty of your vassals, you can only rely on your own strength."
Prince Harrison nodded with some difficulty: "I understand, mother. Therefore, we cannot allow the Dukes of the Four Realms to unite. We must let them have conflicts with each other, so that the San Lorenzo family can maintain control over the empire."
Only then did Queen Midella show a gratified smile, reached out and gently stroked her son's hair, nodded and said, "That's right. You have to remember that the guarantee of the transcendent status of the San Lorenzo family lies in the balance of the four realms, Mutual restraint."
Prince Harrison nodded heavily, keeping his mother's words firmly in his heart.
Then he asked again: "So, what about the half-elf kingdom? How should we treat this kind of dependent country?"
"This kind of small country doesn't need to put too much thought into it." Queen Midella's expression was obviously much more casual, "However, judging from this battle, the half-elven army seems to have some merits, and it's worth wooing."
"Then shall I follow the original plan and crown Queen Aisha?"
Queen Midella looked at her son with great interest: "Do you have any other ideas?"
Looking at his mother's encouraging eyes, Prince Harrison summoned up his courage and said:
"I think that although the Murdevyn family claimed to give way to the Miller family on their own initiative, persecution and threats are inevitable. If I crown a usurper like Aisha Miller, wouldn't it make the empire even stronger?" How many careerists see hope
Therefore, I think Queen Aisha should be deposed and the Merdewing family should be put back on the throne. In this way, the Merdevan family must closely follow San Lorenzo whether it is out of gratitude or seeking support. Behind the family. "
"What you said makes sense." Queen Midella nodded appreciatively.
Prince Harrison just smiled, but he heard his mother continue: "But do you know what the consequences of refusing to crown Aisha Miller are?"
"What is it?"
"It's the resentment of the half-elf clan, and the dissatisfaction of the northern border. If it's more serious, maybe you won't even think about leaving Silvermoon City intact."
Prince Harrison's smile suddenly froze, and he whispered with some trepidation: "It's not... so serious?"
Queen Midella's expression was unusually serious: "Harrison, you have to know that a conspiracy without the support of corresponding strength is just a joke.
You want to dethrone Queen Elsa? But have you ever thought about how lofty her status is in the half-elf's heart after this big victory? Will you arouse the resentment of the half-elves by doing this
You want to right the Mordiveh family? But without the support of strength and fame, can they win the loyalty of tens of millions of half-elf soldiers with just one word from you
And the North, who would be more than happy to see you take away the half-elf kingdom they paid so much to control
Could it be that you are going to rely on this 300-man guard outside to influence the situation in the half-elf kingdom? "
Hearing his mother's questioning, Prince Harrison suddenly broke out in sweat.
The young prince was clearly intimidated by the dangers involved in political strife.
Seeing this, Queen Midella sighed softly, pulled her young son into her arms, and comforted her: "Harrison, you still have a lot to learn, but before that, you must remember, talk less, talk less. Do, observe more.
Underage lion cubs must learn to hide their fangs and claws, because that will not scare off the enemy, but will only arouse fear and vigilance. "
"Yes, mother, I will obediently crown Queen Elsa." Prince Harrison buried his head in his mother's arms and said in a muffled voice.
"En." Queen Midella rubbed her son's hair, and reminded, "Also, you should also pay attention to win over Viscount Angelet in the north."
"Why?"
"Because he is now the real master of the Half-Elf Kingdom."
Prince Harrison raised his head in confusion, but saw that his mother did not intend to explain further.
Instead, he stared at the last sentence on the information in a daze.
That sentence is impressively—
Queen Elsa is pregnant.
(end of this chapter)