So I became the worst warrior

Chapter 14

My favorite Isabelle.

Isabelle finally made it to the only room that was lit, splashing the noble presence sitting by the window.

She has beautiful silver hair, lavender skin and a pair of huge horns like argali.That diagonal is so outstanding that no one who has seen it will easily forget it.But her thin frame contrasts with her horns.Although she was in a wheelchair and was plagued by illness, her body still radiated the brilliance of life.This is probably the greatness of great people.Isabel swallowed, she didn't expect to see such a noble person here.

"You are Isabel, right?" Prince Ruona smiled: "Cynthia mentioned you to me."

"Hmm... are you Queen Ruona?"

The prince shook his head: "It used to be."

"Passed away." The prince received it very calmly: "My brother always needs some convincing reasons for the throne. I am just a prince with an empty title now, so you don't need to be polite to me."

"The rumors from the outside world are all true!"

"Why discuss such a serious topic when we meet for the first time. Come, sit in front of me."

Isabel approached the prince very cautiously, only then did she realize that there was no light in the prince's gray eyes.Ruona Catalina Days, the first daughter of King Neil and Queen Ivy, the first heir to the throne, became the queen naturally after King Neil died.She is very similar to her mother, Queen Ivy, who is "ridden with thorns", and is also an independent woman with considerable political ambitions.After she succeeded to the throne, she began to vigorously implement the New Deal, giving more power to the parliament, improving the status of the common people, and weakening the power of the old aristocracy.Although the starting point of these reforms is good, the resistance that she, a young and not very prestigious new monarch, has encountered is also great.Although Queen Ivy was on the queen's side, other nobles chose Prince Cain at the time.The two have had quite a bit of political friction, but the Queen's advantage has always been there.Until suddenly one day, the newspapers were full of news about the Queen's death from poisoning.

"Did Cynthia send you here?"

"No. I have no intention of intruding into this place, and I hope that... the prince will forgive me."

Knowing that Isabel's arrival had nothing to do with Cynthia, the prince was still a little disappointed, but she still smiled and said, "It's okay. How is she doing recently?"

Isabel wondered why the prince cared so much about that idiot Cynthia.She still felt angry when Cynthia's name was mentioned, and she snorted lightly: "Isn't it still the same? I've been depressed these days, and I don't want to say a word to me."

"She's still a child."

Isabel felt that the prince's generalization was very accurate, and she said excitedly: "That's right! Obviously IQ and EQ are both excellent, but sometimes I like to dig into corners in strange places. Obviously I have expressed my unhappiness on my face. To say I'm fine. It's weird..."

After hearing Isabel's accusation, the prince smiled even wider.She "looked" out of the window again, and said softly: "You guys are so similar, no wonder you can cooperate. Sometimes Cynthia needs actions more than words. She is only seventeen, but she has experienced too much. The ups and downs made her have to mature. If you find her annoying, it's best to accuse her face to face, otherwise she will never know why you are bothered. "

Her words are so ordinary, there is no philosophy of life, no incomprehensible metaphors.The two were just discussing the person beside them calmly.From the prince's infinitely tolerant and friendly tone, Isabel heard what kind of existence Cynthia was for her, and she also understood what kind of position she should be in.Before I knew it, the rain outside had stopped, and Isabel stood up in a trance: "I should go."

"I hope to see you next time." The prince stuck out his tongue mischievously: "Remember to give me a good punch in Cynthia's chest."

Isabel quickly left the tower, walked through the garden, and walked straight to Cynthia's studio, not caring that the sewage stained her clothes.She is so wronged, but why wronged?For the first time since she left her mother, she felt this endless frustration, a deep sense of helplessness.She saw Cynthia who was still working, and shouted, "Cynthia!"

"What's the matter?" Cynthia turned around in displeasure, and Isabel slapped her heavily on the chest: "You have to be nice to the prince!"

Isabel didn't dare to raise her head to let Cynthia see her reddish eye sockets.Cynthia was still in a state of ignorance, when Hu Feng hurried in: "Doctor, Leng Yue is back!"

Doctor ([-])

"This is important information about King Cain."

Leng Yue handed a white envelope to Cynthia, and Cynthia hesitated: "Good news or bad news."

"good news."

Cynthia opened the envelope, saw the photo inside, and smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that our 'good king' character design is finally about to collapse."

Cynthia isn't particularly political, but she's more than capable of stirring up seemingly calm waters.All she did was make Cain pay the price he deserved.Not all people are suitable to be rulers, and the nobility of blood cannot save the defects of the soul.Now that the crown is on, the sword in his hand cannot be clean.

After receiving the information, Cynthia did not go directly to Queen Ivy to report the situation, she was weighing the pros and cons.She worked non-stop in the studio for two days, and finally reached her limit at three o'clock in the morning this morning, so she chose to take a nap to give her brain a good rest.

Cynthia slowly opened her eyes and glanced at her watch. The pointer told her that she had only slept for three hours, but she really didn't have the mood to lie down again.Cynthia looked at the red liquid in the small test tube on the workbench and sighed.The essence extracted from a blood lotus is nothing more than these, and there can only be one choice between the leader and the princess, but to be honest, this is not a problem for Cynthia at all.Her body, her soul, her past and future should all belong to the princess. Even with the blessing of Isabel, the two reached a consensus on this issue. Cynthia would not mention the blood lotus anymore, but this It doesn't mean she gave up on finding a way to cure the princess.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Cynthia got up, and Isabel glanced at him: "It's easy to catch a cold when you sleep with clothes on."

"You are so annoying."

"You're annoying." Isabel threw a piece of bread to her.

"Isabel."

"Ok?"

"Let's go out and play."

Anyway, it's impossible for Cynthia to continue working today, so why not go lazy and take the girl in front of you who has been acting a bit strange recently out to relax.However, Isabel's indifference to this proposal was completely beyond Cynthia's expectations.She just opened the medicine jar very normally, and recorded the reaction of the substance: "Today you can enchant."

"It doesn't matter if you put that kind of thing aside!" With her mouth full of bread, Cynthia jumped off the bed, grabbed the medicine jar in her hand, and covered it up: "Come with me into the city."

"No!" Isabel reached out to snatch the jar, and Cynthia held it high above her head, leaving Isabel helpless. She was angry: "Didn't you say that I am not allowed to run around?"

"It turned out to be like this." Cynthia put the jar down and rubbed her blond hair: "I'll wait for you in the city in three hours."

"Don't touch my head!" Isabel reached out to hit Cynthia's hand, but she avoided it.Cynthia walked out bouncing around, looking at her back, Isabel said secretly: "Touching the head will not grow taller."

Cynthia bathed and changed clothes very seriously, dressed herself up, and tried not to let the queen pick her thorns.Every time Cynthia entered the palace, she would get excited inexplicably to cover up her uneasiness.Queen Ivy's aura is too oppressive, and the air pressure will increase around her.Coupled with the inexplicable relationship between her and Cynthia's family, Cynthia always returns in disgrace.

After passing through the city that has not yet become lively, Cynthia came to the palace. Cynthia entered through the side door and came directly to the Nanfeng Tower where Queen Ivy lived.Although she came very early, Queen Ivy had already finished her breakfast and was sitting in the gazebo reading, curled up in her arms with a white Persian cat who slept comfortably.Cynthia sat in front of the queen, and the queen slowly put down the book: "I thought you wouldn't come to see me this time."

"How dare you? But the task at hand is more important, isn't it?"

"Don't make excuses for me! I didn't even blame you for bringing a brave man of that level to Modu. Do you think I would blame you for such a thing?"

"Oh, it seems that I judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Ivy glanced at Cynthia very disdainfully: "Is there any information from the brave man?"

"It's nothing... Isn't sister always in charge of the brave man?"

"You are the chief of my intelligence department." She stroked the Persian cat on her lap, and she had already noticed the envelope in Cynthia's pocket.The Persian cat jumped onto the table and continued to curl up.Ivy got up, walked slowly behind Cynthia, and lifted her long red hair: "Red hair, and those smiling gray eyes... From the appearance, you are really the best combination of the two of them. Maybe It was you I should have taken away, not Zenas. But you are a Leibold in your bones, cynical, and never know how to measure...your grandfather, your father...hehe, you really are