Chapter : 53

Cornelia was silent for a long time. Just when Yan Yunqing thought she wouldn't answer this question, she spoke softly:

"I'm not sure, but among the King of Barto's many princesses, the ones with better backgrounds are already married, and most of the unmarried, age-appropriate princesses are mediocre.

Even if the King of Barto wanted to marry these princesses to Sawyer, the Sawyer family would not agree."

"And among the younger princesses... there is only one Eleventh Princess Alice, who is the most outstanding."

Eleventh Princess Alice...

Yan Yunqing felt that this name was a bit familiar.

After digging in his memory for a long time, he finally remembered that it was Cornelia who had mentioned this Eleventh Princess to him.

It seemed her magic talent was outstanding, and she was currently studying at Sigret Academy with the Tenth Prince?

To be able to enter this school was indeed enough to demonstrate her talent.

"So the King of Barto wants to match the Eleventh Princess with General Sawyer?"

Yan Yunqing suddenly thought of something.

When he was gathering information before, he heard Lilian tell a piece of gossip.

The current queen was actually the second queen.

Before she married into the royal family, the former queen, who had married the King of Barto before he ascended the throne, had only been dead for two months.

The current Queen Augreer took her position, and in less than a year, gave birth to the Second Prince, who was now the most popular heir, Felton.

About eleven years later, she gave birth to a pair of twins, Feu and Feiqi.

In between, a few unfavored concubines gave birth to the second, third, and fourth princes, and things were still peaceful at this time.

After the two brothers Feu and Feiqi were born, any children born into the royal family would die for various reasons within a few days of their birth.

As a result, the lecherous King of Barto hadn't added a new princess or prince to the Barto royal family for more than ten years.

Everyone rumored that the queen killed these newborn princes and princesses.

Queen Augreer never admitted it, and the King of Barto was furious about it...

The result was that his eldest son, the only son left by the former queen, also died in the third Demonic Beast Tide riot.

Those in the know were tight-lipped about this, with only one consensus: this eldest prince, who was both talented and handsome with first-class talent, was also killed by Queen Augreer.

Just because the King of Barto lost his temper with her...

The most crucial thing was that this matter was left unresolved in the end. However, Queen Augreer seemed to have made a compromise.

After that, the children born in the royal family basically all survived, but there weren't many of them.

It wasn't until Feu and Feiqi came of age that the number of princes and princesses saw an explosive growth.

After hearing this gossip, Yan Yunqing's whole person ascended.

What was this? A court struggle in a Western fantasy game?

Good heavens, the ancestors truly did not deceive me, love is a stumbling block on the road of one's career.

It was just pitiful for those girls who were forced or volunteered to become the King of Barto's concubines.

This queen was simply on a killing spree, killing whoever she saw.

So the question was, before Feu and Feiqi came of age, there were very few children in the royal family who were born and grew up.

This Eleventh Princess... how old was she?

And that General Sawyer, who had already become the head of the Sawyer family, how old was he this year?

After Yan Yunqing asked this question, Cornelia's expression became even uglier.

She replied, almost gritting her teeth:

"That General Sawyer, hah, can be considered a young talent, he's only thirty-eight this year."

Thirty-eight years old, huh, that seems alright?

Considered young?

After all, to guard the border, one must be at least a Great Swordsman or above.

A level 80 or 90 swordsman at thirty-eight was definitely considered a genius in this world.

"The Eleventh Princess..." Cornelia said word by word, the sound seemingly squeezed from between her teeth, "is... twelve... years... old... this... year!"

Yan Yunqing almost choked on his own saliva.

"Twe-twelve years old?!" Yan Yunqing said in disbelief, "That old codger wants to marry his twelve-year-old daughter to a thirty-eight-year-old uncle... he's old enough to be her father, isn't he?"

Cornelia's face was as dark as ink, looking like she wanted to dismember that old codger.

Yan Yunqing did a tactical lean back. He felt that if he spoke up to wake her at this moment, he would be implicated.

He could only say weakly: "It might not be the Eleventh Princess... didn't you say that old codger... the King of Barto called all his princesses?

Maybe it's another princess?"

Could this Eleventh Princess have some connection to Cornelia?

Why was Cornelia so angry when she heard the Eleventh Princess was to be married to General Sawyer?

Cornelia closed her eyes, forcing herself to suppress the anger in her heart, "I know, I just... I just feel nauseous thinking that old thing would do something so disgusting."

Yan Yunqing silently thought to himself: You don't look nauseous, you look like you're about to kill someone, and in the manner of a thousand cuts.

After a while, Cornelia finally calmed down.

She continued, "In any case, the situation has changed.

More people will be at this banquet, and the guards will be increased accordingly.

And General Sawyer will also be present…

That guy is very powerful. If you want to kill Feu, you must avoid his attention."

Yan Yunqing's heart sank as well.

"Also, with the increased guards on site, you might not be able to escape after you kill him. I suggest you prepare a few more escape routes."

Cornelia glanced at the little black cat's form, "The black cat state might help you avoid inspection for a moment, but that General Sawyer present is currently Bartovita's only level 100 Great Swordsman, and he's been stationed on the border for years and has killed countless demonic beasts.

His combat experience will only be richer. I'm afraid he will sense that something is wrong the first moment he sees you."

"Don't underestimate these people. People who have grown up constantly bathed in the flames of war trust their intuition very much and will not let you go easily."

Cornelia noticed Yan Yunqing was deep in thought with his head down, and an unknown feeling arose in her heart, "If you don't have absolute confidence in escaping... I suggest you give up the plan to kill Feu."

"Our previous deal, let's just consider it void."

Yan Yunqing couldn't help but look up towards Cornelia, only to find that Cornelia had averted his gaze, looking towards a farther direction.

He only heard her murmur softly: "This is just an egg hitting a stone, a pointless sacrifice."

Yan Yunqing paused, crouched down to gather strength, and with a push of his hind legs, he jumped directly into the crook of Cornelia's arm.

He climbed up her arm to her shoulder, and under Cornelia's surprised expression, he brushed his tail against her head, as if stroking her forehead.

"Knowingly hitting a stone with an egg, that's not called a pointless sacrifice." Yan Yunqing said, "Rather, it's a fearless sacrifice, no, it should be called fearlessly moving forward."

"To do something knowing it's impossible, that is the fundamental color of the struggle bestowed upon us by destiny."

"Have you heard the story of the Demon King?"

Yan Yunqing smiled, "The first Demon King was also just a child who lost everything because of the War of the Gods."

"He lost everything, so he picked up a weapon, and when all humans and other races knelt in submission, he launched an attack against the lofty gods above."

"And ultimately ended the War of the Gods that had lasted for hundreds of years."

Cornelia was stunned, "You..."

She wanted to ask why he knew the story of the Demon King so clearly.

These things were not recorded in the historical manuscripts that had been passed down.

The Two Great Empires, which later became the world's hegemons, were extremely reticent about the Demon King, and it was even more impossible for the Sea Tribe's records of the Demon King to be opened for a mixed-blood mermaid like her to view at will.

Yet a seemingly ignorant and weak little beastman could talk about it with such ease.

What exactly was his identity...

However, Cornelia swallowed all her questions.

She repeated Yan Yunqing's words, "He lost everything, so he picked up a weapon?"

"Some things, if I don't do them, who else will?"

Yan Yunqing recalled the inspirational quotes he had read before, feeding them to Cornelia.

"Rather than backing down, I'd rather be that pioneer, fearlessly moving forward."

"And we only have this one chance, don't we?"

Yan Yunqing said, "Only this once will those two guards by Feu's side be temporarily away, and during the banquet, that General Sawyer can't possibly keep an eye on Feu all the time."

Or rather, General Sawyer's attention wouldn't be on Feu at all.

Knowing that this banquet was also his blind date, he might be more willing to take a few more glances at that Eleventh Princess, after all, she could be his future wife.

But Yan Yunqing didn't dare to say this out loud.

From his observation, Cornelia cared about the Eleventh Princess to an extremely high degree.

He was afraid that if he said it, Cornelia would kill him first.

"My chances of success are still very high—as for how to escape after I succeed, you don't have to worry about that." Yan Yunqing was very confident, "I have my own ways."

Before obtaining the portable anchor point, Yan Yunqing would have had to reconsider whether he could retreat from the royal palace in one piece, but now—Yan Yunqing could only say that killing a hundred Feus would be no problem for him.

As long as he was given a minute of channeling time, he could directly TP away.

Why would he be afraid of not being able to escape?

Instantly appearing five thousand meters away, what could be a more powerful escape method than this?

Cornelia stared at the little black cat's confident face for a while, then finally turned her head away as if she didn't care and snorted, "Suit yourself, it's not my life on the line anyway."

Yan Yunqing tapped Cornelia's head with his tail again, "Tsundere is so out of fashion, no being tsundere!"

"What's all that..." Cornelia always couldn't understand the strange things Yan Yunqing said, like 'tsundere', or 'doing something knowing it's impossible'.

"Anyway... just act according to the circumstances then, I won't be able to help you."

Cornelia said with a cold face, "As for what you promised me before, to attract everyone's attention for fifteen minutes... tsk, with Sawyer around, I doubt you can even last five minutes."

"Forget it, just do your best. It's fine if you can't do it, I have a backup plan."

Yan Yunqing: "Things will work themselves out when the time comes.

I'll do my best to fulfill my promise to you."

After speaking, Cornelia's shoulder lightened.

Yan Yunqing jumped down from her shoulder, and with a few leaps, he landed on a high step, winking at Cornelia, "Now I'm going back to prepare for our plan.

Wish me luck, my dear Miss Mermaid."

Cornelia: "...It's your plan, not our plan."

"Alright, alright, don't mind the details so much!"

Yan Yunqing wagged his tail, "Since you don't want to say it, then I'll say it!"

"I wish us both the best of luck."

"—My dear accomplice."