Chapter 211 The Beautiful Queen

Chapter 211 The Beautiful Queen

Chapter 211

The imperial capital of the Kingdom of Eluria is located on an endless plain. The city is majestic and magnificent.

Under the towering city walls, the streets are crisscrossed and brightly lit.

There are many shops along the street, with colorful flags and lanterns hanging from the eaves. The avenue is bustling with cars and people, creating a prosperous and lively scene.

It is the Kingdom's National Day now, the festive atmosphere is strong, and laughter and joy fill every street and alley.

However, behind the prosperity lies a suffocating sense of oppression.

Amidst this festive atmosphere of celebration, undercurrents and murderous intentions were surging among the high-ranking nobles who held real power.

Taking advantage of the "legal" opportunity of the National Day holiday, the three most powerful grand dukes of the kingdom, blatantly disregarded the face of the royal family, and openly summoned a large number of nobles to discuss "government affairs."

Although on the surface it was still a banquet narrative and the news had never been leaked, the information network among the nobles was intricate and had already spread throughout the upper circles: the conflict between the three grand dukes and the royal family had already intensified to an almost irreconcilable point.

More importantly, the three grand dukes are all backed by powerful supernatural forces. Once they unite, they will be able to crush the royal family.

Because of this, nobles from all over the country expressed their opinions and joined the Grand Duke's camp without hesitation. Almost no one remained loyal to the royal family.

Some people have even secretly speculated that after this banquet that will last for several days, the throne of the Kingdom of Eluria may change hands.

If the situation is more decent, perhaps a prince will be supported to succeed to the throne, and the three grand dukes will "assist in the government"; but if relations fall out, I am afraid that the bloodline of His Majesty the Emperor will be completely excluded, and another branch of the royal family will be chosen to support the new monarch.

…

Although the magnificent palace was decorated with lights and hung with fireworks, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, without a trace of festive joy.

The entire palace was as silent as dead water.

The knights loyal to the royal family were fully armed and guarded the palace so tightly that it was like an iron barrel and not even a fly could get in.

In a magnificent hall, the current emperor of the Kingdom of Eluria was pacing back and forth with hurried steps and an increasingly ugly expression.

His face was pale and his eyes were filled with anxiety and fear.

Obviously, he had a vague premonition that his road to imperial power might be coming to an end.

Just as His Majesty the Emperor was pacing back and forth in the palace anxiously, a report suddenly came from outside the door:

"Her Majesty the Queen has arrived."

Hearing this, a hint of peace flashed across his eyes, which were originally full of panic, and then he suddenly turned around and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

The gauze curtain opened slightly, and with a gust of fragrant wind blowing in, a woman dressed in an luxurious queen's dress slowly walked into the hall, surrounded by several beautiful maids.

Those maids were already the most beautiful women in the world, but among them, the queen was as beautiful as the bright moon in the sky, outshining all the other stars.

Compared to her, even the most outstanding appearance seems to become mediocre.

Her skin is as white as snow and her face is extremely pretty. She has a natural beauty even without any makeup, especially her pair of phoenix eyes, which are deep, smart and captivating.

Her slightly pursed red lips always seemed to contain a hint of sarcasm and coldness, and her every move revealed an aura that dominated everyone.

It was this queen who was famous for her beauty. Even though she usually lived in seclusion in the palace, rumors about her had already spread throughout the aristocratic circles: she was gorgeous, powerful, mysterious, and the most beautiful woman in the history of the kingdom.

When His Majesty the Emperor saw her enter, there was a moment of trance and intoxication in his eyes.

But he quickly suppressed his emotions and walked quickly forward, while keeping an appropriate distance.

"The three Grand Dukes, they are..."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone revealing nervousness, flattery, and even a bit of flattery.

Obviously, the relationship between this emperor and the empress was not as "the emperor enjoys his favor and the beauty" as the outside world imagined. Instead, it seemed more like the one being controlled.

The pair of cold and noble phoenix eyes fell on him through the veil. The queen smiled slightly, her red lips slightly parted, and her tone was indifferent, but unquestionable: "I know what they are doing."

"You don't have to be afraid. As long as I am still the queen of this palace, your throne will not be shaken."

"Before we have accurate information, the three archdukes... no, to be more precise, the people behind them will not act rashly."

As soon as the words fell, the haze that shrouded the palace seemed to lighten.

His Majesty the Emperor took a deep breath, and his expression finally relaxed, as if he had regained a glimmer of hope for survival.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally dared to raise his head and secretly glanced at the graceful and beautiful Queen beside him, the woman he had never truly "owned".

"That person... could it really be..."

He spoke in a low voice and hesitantly, and just as he started to utter a few words, he suddenly felt a chill coming over him.

Her Majesty the Queen's captivating phoenix eyes slowly fell on him, her eyes were like cold stars, so sharp that it was suffocating.

Then, a cold and clear voice came out from her red lips: "You don't need to know so much. You just need to be a good emperor and that's enough."

The moment her gaze locked on him, the Emperor's face turned as pale as paper, his back felt cold, and he nodded quickly, not daring to say another word.

"Okay, you can leave first, I still have something to do."

The Queen waved her hand and in an unquestionable tone, she directly dismissed the nominal ruler of the country, His Majesty the Emperor, from the council hall.

How could the latter dare to say "no"? He retreated timidly, lowering his head, and even looked a little panicked.

After the emperor left, the queen waved her hand again, signaling all the personal maids to leave as well.

After a moment, she was the only one left in the entire magnificent and luxurious meeting hall. It was empty and silent, as if even the air had frozen.

The queen, wearing her complicated and heavy dress, walked slowly to the center of the hall.

She raised her head, her eyes were cold and her expression was calm, yet there was a hint of unfathomable majesty.

"What do you three want to do?"

She opened her red lips slightly, and her words echoed in the empty hall.

It seemed as if it was asking a question to the void, or as if it was warning some invisible existence.

She knew very well that the seemingly impregnable and watertight palace was just a mansion with its doors open in the eyes of certain beings.

It can even be said that every move in the palace was under their watch from beginning to end.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall changed quietly.

Subtle but strange waves emerged from the void. A breeze suddenly blew, making the gauze curtains rustle, as if some hidden power was gathering between heaven and earth.

Her Majesty the Queen's long hair was flying, her expression remained unchanged, she slowly reached out and gently stroked the white bracelet on her wrist, which was as smooth as jade.

The next moment, three faint lights suddenly lit up on the marble floor of the magnificent meeting hall.

The light floats and twists, as if connecting to another world.

As the three halos gradually faded, three blurry figures quietly emerged in the meeting hall.

As fantasy and reality overlap, the outline becomes clearer.

The first person to appear was a white-haired old man in a gray robe.

He had a gentle expression and wore a pair of reading glasses on his nose. At first glance, he looked like a learned scholar, or even like an old professor who was immersed in classics in a library.

However, if there was a real wizard standing in the temple at this moment, he would notice it immediately.

Three extremely obvious and terrifying waves of witchcraft radiation were flowing through this old man.

That is the unique aura of a third-level great wizard!

This white-haired old man is none other than the great wizard Helen of the Spirit Eye Furnace.

But his identity is much more than that: he is the current ruler of "Haixin Palace" and a staunch supporter of one of the three grand dukes.

Next to him, a tall wizard who looked like a cheetah also appeared.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, his muscles bulged, and even the loose robe he wore could not hide his sturdy figure.

His name is Bodo, and like Helen, he was once a high-level wizard in the Spirit Eye Forge.

Now he is the leader of the Red Lotus Party and one of the supporters of the three grand dukes.

The last person to appear was a slender woman.

She had long silver-white hair and a strange face. Apart from a pair of deep and ethereal eyes, she had no other facial features, like an unfinished puppet statue.

Her name is Mona, the ruler of Silvermoon Castle, and she is also a third-level great wizard.

In fact, during its heyday, the Spirit Eye Furnace had no less than three level three great wizards.

However, as the power collapsed and the organization existed in name only, many high-level wizards have dispersed.

Today, the only ones who still stay here and keep in touch are these three.

A third-level wizard has an extraordinary status in the wizarding world, and a single word can decide life and death.

If a second-level wizard dared to say a disrespectful word in front of them.

What awaits him is probably a third-level witchcraft that is enough to completely destroy him.

But what is surprising is that what he is facing at this moment is not a high-level wizard, nor an ancient being, but just a... mortal queen.

Even so, the three great wizards did not show any contempt or anger. Instead, they looked calm and spoke in cautious tones.

Helen pushed her glasses slightly and spoke first: "Your Majesty, you should understand that we have no ill intentions in this trip..."

However, before he could finish his words, the queen snorted coldly and interrupted him rudely.

A look of scorn emerged in those captivating phoenix eyes: Obviously, in the eyes of Her Majesty the Queen, the three third-level wizards condoned the three grand dukes to secretly win over the nobles and gather troops, with the goal of attacking the royal family!

However, in the face of the Queen's almost rude questioning, Great Wizard Helen did not get angry, and even his expression did not change at all. He just continued to speak calmly: "The furnace is in chaos and almost collapsed. Now it is just relying on a few of us to barely maintain it... Because of this, we have to ask for a clear answer. Your Majesty, where is Master Lingmou?"

After he finished speaking, Helen remained calm, but Bodo and Mona beside him did not continue speaking.

They just stared at the queen with sharp eyes. There was no hostility in their eyes, but there was no concession either.

This is their attitude.

The Spirit Eye Wizard has been missing for a long time and there is no news of him.

During this period of time, the three third-level wizards tried every possible means but still could not get in touch with the wizard with spiritual eyes.

They once tried to use the Queen's connections to find out Lingmou's whereabouts.

After all, the queen has an unusual relationship with the Spirit Eye Wizard.

However, each time, they were met with vague statements or excuses that seemed reasonable but had no substance.

Over time, it evolved into the depressing scene we see today.

The three third-level wizards are not helpless, but because of the Spirit Eye Furnace, they are unwilling to easily break off relations with the royal family.

But they did not sit idly by, but quietly supported the three grand dukes, won over the nobles, gradually eroded the royal power, used soft tactics to counter hard ones, and forced the queen to respond.

At this moment, three gazes fell on the queen, like three sharp blades, making the air seem to solidify.

Although the queen was still graceful and elegant, her pair of fair and tender hands gently stroked the bracelet on her wrist that the Spirit Eye Wizard had left for her.

That was her greatest amulet and her last resort.

But she knew it very well in her heart.

The reason why these three third-level wizards did not take direct action was not because they were concerned about the "means" she had, but because they did not want to really break up with her.

Otherwise, even if she had all kinds of tricks, what would it matter? How could she possibly withstand three level 3 wizards...

Thinking of this, the queen gritted her teeth, the calmness on her face could not hide the struggle and anxiety in her heart.

How could she not want to find the Spirit Eye Wizard? If possible, she longed for the Spirit Eye to return more than anyone else.

But the cruel reality is that even she has completely lost contact.

She had no idea whether the Morning Star Wizard, who once dominated the world, had met with an accident or had gone into hiding on his own initiative.

All she knew was that the more fruitless her attempts to contact her were, the more the uneasiness in her heart grew.

Because her greatest reliance as the queen has never been the bracelet on her wrist, nor the few methods left by Lingmou.

But she herself was the "forbidden delicacy" that the Spirit Eye Wizard had personally acknowledged.

It was this special and ambiguous identity that allowed her to stand safely in the center of the storm, and she dared to speak rudely even when facing three great wizards at the pinnacle of witchcraft.

But what if…

If something really happened to the Spirit Eye Wizard, then her so-called "forbidden" identity would instantly become a piece of waste paper.

Everything she relied on, her status, power, and dignity, would collapse in an instant.

Falling from the peak into the abyss, there is no recovery.

Just when this heavy and depressing "forcing the emperor to abdicate" situation was about to reach a critical point.

In the distant sky, a black lightning suddenly struck! The lightning was only the size of a fingertip at first, and it quietly swept across the sky.

But in a flash, a dragon roar, like an ancient giant beast awakening, exploded from above the clouds!

It was a dark shadow, a black dragon soaring in the sky with its wings spread, slowly appearing from the depths of the storm.

The wings are as black as ink, covering the sky and blocking out the sun; the dragon body is slender and its back is like a mountain; the high and elegant dragon head is overlooking the brightly lit imperial capital below.

What was even more shocking was that there was a human figure standing on the back of the black dragon.

He was wearing a pitch-black wizard robe and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

His eyes were like deep pools, cold yet calm as he scanned the capital city below without any concealment.

"Just go down."

His voice was low, but it carried unquestionable majesty. "From the aura just now, it seemed that... there was a third-level wizard here..."

At that moment, he said no more and his eyes were indifferent.

Because he knew that in this kingdom, no one could shake his existence as long as the real Morning Star Wizard did not take action.

At this moment, he is not afraid of anything.

"roar--!!"

A dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth exploded, like thunder from the sky, striking the earth of the royal capital from the top of the clouds!

The imperial capital was shaken, and the palace roared! Even the meeting hall deep in the palace, which was full of witchcraft prohibitions, was shaken violently by the dragon's roar as if it was at the center of a storm! The three third-level wizards who were still forcing the queen paused and frowned.

The dragon's roar at that moment made their hearts tremble slightly.

Finally, an unconcealable look of joy emerged in the gorgeous queen's phoenix eyes.

She looked up at the sky outside the palace, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and a kind of hope that had long been shattered in her heart began to quietly rekindle.

The three great wizards all looked up at the sky with serious expressions.

"Is that... a black dragon?"

"Could it be that Master Lingmou has returned?!"

Under the gazes of four people, the black dragon roared and slowly descended towards the direction of the palace.

And the figure on its back finally became clearer.

(End of this chapter)

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