Imperial Capital, Black Lily District, No. 32 Jingui Street.
The mansion, which had been silent for half a year, finally became lively again.
The orange-red light illuminates the living room, bringing a bit of warmth to the late autumn night.
A horse-drawn carriage with a matte black carriage stopped at the side of a street covered with fiery red maple leaves. The black eagle pattern engraved with gold threads on the side of the carriage was unusually vivid, as if the black eagle in the emblem would spread its wings and fly at any time.
"Long time no see, my husband."
Isadella stepped down from the carriage.
Today, her attire is no longer the black-based military uniform of the Foresta Empire, but a crescent-white windbreaker.
Under the white navy beret, her long white hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
She crossed her arms and looked at Char who came out to greet her in front of the mansion. Her plump figure outlined a breathtaking curve under her white windbreaker.
...
...
It seemed that every time Char saw Isadella, she had a different style: the majestic princess, the spotless knight king, the gorgeous queen... The only thing they had in common was that they were all breathtakingly stunning and beautiful.
if--
If we ignore the dangerous curve that is quietly forming at the corner of Isadella's mouth at this moment.
"Even though I was extremely confident of your victory from the beginning."
"However, seeing you truly return is still a happy event worthy of national celebration."
"but--"
"Don't you think you've been a little biased lately..."
"My husband."
The faint smile on Isadella's pretty face became more and more distinct.
"Even though I know that Xiao Ai and the others are your inseparable partners, I have promised you that I will not embarrass you because of those meaningless jealousies... That is not in keeping with my status."
"But, at least in the eyes of the people of the empire—"
"Your first identity is me, the husband of the current queen, and also the future prince of the empire."
"Instead of being the Lord of the White Tower, or the lover of the eldest daughter of the Winter Flower Family..."
She got off the carriage and walked step by step to Char.
Those beautiful red eyes stared straight into Char's eyes.
"Could it be that in your heart, my ranking is actually lower than Xiao Ai and Sylvia?"
"Otherwise, why did Xiao Ai and the others know the whole story of your trip to the First Age, while I only mentioned it casually during a chat?"
"And after you came back, you first looked for Xiao Ai and Sylvia..."
"And never came directly to the palace to find me."
hiss--
Facing the beautiful queen who was close at hand, with a dangerous light flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Xia couldn't help but gasp.
What kind of fatal question is this?
In fact, among the women with whom he had established a clear relationship, Char did spend less time with Isadela.
This is mainly because Isadella and Sylvia are all different from Xiao Ai.
In addition to being "Char's fiancée", Isadella is also the empress of the Foresta Empire, which is now in a state of disrepair.
Compared with her, Xiao Ai naturally needs no introduction, although now Airola also holds the title of deputy leader of the Sword Wielders within the empire, and can be regarded as a genuine high-ranking official of the empire.
Before that, Airola also held a position in the military...
But the reason why Airola took on these positions was simply because Char's current status required her to do so, and she also wanted to help Char.
If one day Char broke with the Empire and chose to defect...
Then Airola would follow Char without hesitation and treat everything she has in the empire now, including power, wealth, fame and status, as nothing.
Just as they had agreed on the snowy plains of Ceylon, she would live only for Char.
Although Sylvia is nominally the master of the White Tower, in fact, both Sylvia and the Silent Singer Isvida and other high-level White Tower officials know in their hearts that Sylvia herself is just a signboard, or a hands-off boss.
In fact, all the affairs within the White Tower were handed over to Ishveta, which caused the Silent Singer to frantically consult the Alchemy School about the latest development progress of the hair care potion.
As for Sylvia, she normally would just occasionally attend the White Tower's high-level meetings and that was already her duty. Yet she was dazed and distracted in the meetings every day.
To them, Char is the majority of the meaning of life.
But Isadella was different.
As the heir to the empire and the empress of the empire, this is the education and responsibility that Isadella has received since childhood, and it is also the whole meaning of her past life.
Even now, after becoming the Knight King and establishing the Fantasy Belt, her mentality has changed - but the rise and fall of the empire is still her mission that she cannot give up.
At this time when all the old nobles have fallen, the power in the imperial capital has been reshuffled, and the key node for the transfer of imperial power is coming... As the new emperor, Isadella has too many things and political and military affairs that require her to make decisions personally.
Because of this, for fear of disturbing Isadela's own affairs, there were many things that Xia only told Isadela in general terms during casual chats, and he never explained them in detail.
Because in his subconscious mind, this was something he should do himself, and Isadela should not be bothered by it in her busy schedule.
Of course, if we really want to do it the other way around, we should understand it as Her Majesty the Queen said.
This can indeed be seen as the fact that when facing Isadela, Xia was unable to truly open his heart like he did when facing Sylvia and Xiao Ai.
"I am just worried that Your Majesty is busy with affairs..."
Char spoke carefully.
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Isadella.
"Don't bother to tell me, I know everything."
"In your eyes, I am first the Empress of the Empire, and then your lover and partner."
"This difference determines the relationship between you and me. We can't be like Miss Sylvia and Xiao Ai, where we can become the girl who belongs only to you and live only for each other."
Isadella blinked her beautiful red eyes.
The color in those beautiful eyes was no longer dangerous, but instead had a deeper meaning that was difficult to discern.
"I said this just to tell you, Xia."
"I will never be able to be the same as Xiao Ai, and I don't want to be a replica or shadow of another woman in your heart."
"I am who I am, Isadella von Fresberg... I hope this name has a unique weight in your heart that is unlike anyone else's."
"But when it comes to my feelings for you, I think that they are no less than Xiao Ai and Sylvia."
"Whatever they can do, I can do as well—" "For example..."
Isadella's mouth twitched slightly, and she came close to Char, and spoke in a very low voice into Char's ear:
"For you, I will give up the entire empire and everything I have now."
"Just like I did before - rewriting history again and creating a brand new fantasy belt or something, it's not impossible."
The sound was extremely slight.
Even Sylvia and Aurora, who were preparing a family dinner in a house not far away, could not hear it with the perception of the throne powerhouse.
However, as someone who is very familiar with the character of the Empress in front of him.
However, Char could sense the unshakable determination in Isadella's words from her soft whisper.
She is such a person, proud and self-centered. Once she speaks, she will not be swayed by anyone's will.
"In my heart, your position is more important than my current imperial throne."
"I belong to you."
"Isadela von Fresberg is first your lover and fiancée, and then the empress of the empire."
"If you ask me, then I will abandon everything in the empire and take the risk of never being able to return."
"I am willing to carry the Holy Sword with you to the remnants of the First Age's history and sleep together at the bottom of the abyss for five hundred years."
"This is the only thing I hope you can remember firmly, Char."
As she spoke, she took a step back gently.
She was no longer whispering in Char's ear, but was standing in front of Char, looking him over carefully with her beautiful red eyes.
Not only that, Char also clearly felt...
In the mysterious starry sky, the holy sword that was contracted with Isadela was now shining with dazzling brilliance.
That gentle, yet grand and heavy mystery was gently sweeping over his body and soul.
Then, he healed the slight injuries and weakness on Xia Ya's body, which was still a little uncomfortable due to sleeping for a long time...
Also, the souls that seemed a little weak after five hundred years of gaming were all replenished and filled.
This was a new and novel experience that Char had never had before.
In the past, Char had faced the might of the holy sword before, but that was in the historical remnants of the Third Age, when he was still wearing a vortex mask and appeared as the "Black Knight Cain".
His chest was pierced by the holy sword, and the huge golden light destroyed all the vitality in his body.
Now as an ally, this is the first time that Char has experienced the protection of the holy sword.
Different from the Holy Lance Lungominyad.
The Holy Lance is the Storm Anchor, the embodiment of the Tower at the End of the World that anchors the surface and the inside of the world.
What it represents is pure destruction that controls storms and thunder.
Although the contract of the Holy Spear can also bring the blessing of immortality, that blessing of immortality is just immortality, and can even be understood as a kind of curse. It can only help the contractor to hold on to his last breath when he is seriously injured.
But the Holy Sword is different.
The meaning of its birth is "saving the world".
Indeed, when facing the opposite of justice, the disaster of the enemy as the savior, the holy sword can also burst out with brilliant majesty and power, shattering the darkness like a golden punishment from God.
But at the same time, the holy sword of salvation naturally also has a side that can save the world.
It is an ideal place that stands on the seat of disaster, can restore broken things to their original state, can heal all pains, and soothe all resentments.
It is not simply immortality, but the ability to heal all pains of both the soul and the body.
And at this moment, when the blessing of the Holy Spear shines.
Even with Char's current status, he could still feel the warmth and comfort spreading throughout his body.
Originally, Char planned to use several months or even years to slowly recover and slowly recover from the sequelae of 500 years of dormancy, but now, all the sequelae have been cured and completely eliminated.
"That's right."
"If you always look sickly, how can you be my husband?"
Isadella stood in front of Char, looking at his whole body carefully.
Only when the golden light of the holy sword slowly dimmed did she nod with satisfaction.
Having said that, a hint of imperceptible fatigue also flashed across her beautiful red eyes.
The more powerful the life, the more difficult it is to heal its injuries.
For example, if a first-level beastmaster who has just entered the extraordinary realm is injured, then even if the injury is serious, any monarch-level healing pet skill can heal it.
However, potions and healing skills capable of curing mythical creatures, or beings beyond the boundaries of the Throne, have never existed in history.
This is why most extraordinary beings can recover in a few weeks or months after being injured, while demigods and pseudo-gods who have suffered serious injuries often need thousands of years, or even several epochs of sleep, to recover through a long period of time.
Even the holy relics... from ancient times to the present, there are only a few of them.
As the master of the holy sword, how could Isadela not pay a price to cure Char's hidden injuries and sequelae that were quite troublesome to him?
However, she forced herself to suppress the fatigue in her eyes.
However, the next moment.
Isadella saw the young man in front of her stretch out his hands.
She did not resist and let her body fall into Char's arms.
"Although I know that my husband is invincible...I have never doubted that you will lose."
"But, seeing you come back safely--"
“I’m really happy.”
She hugged Char's neck and whispered softly in the boy's ear.
"As for your preference for Xiao Ai and the others, I will forgive you this time."
"But, forgiveness is forgiveness, but I am the empress of the empire after all, I have to maintain some dignity."
The cunning look on Isadella's pretty face became more and more obvious.
"So, Char, my husband——"
"tonight……"
"You should be prepared to commit a crime of blasphemy against the Empress of the Empire."
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