The Divine Hunter Chapter 19: Fly, Jiviaire!
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"Oh-oh-oh-"
Amid the long crowing of cocks, a faint hint of fish-belly white appeared on the horizon.
On a rooftop, Roy, who was lying on the tiles like a corpse, opened his eyes. In the dim light, his pair of dark golden eyes emitted a faint light, and he turned to the heavily guarded mansion not far away.
Almost at the same time, dust was flying amidst the urgent hoofbeats of "Del, Del", and the sound of hoofbeats echoed in the long stone street. A gorgeous carriage painted with a black and yellow coat of arms drove over.
The carriage stopped in front of the much-anticipated mansion. A middle-aged man wearing a hat with a pointed round edge, a swan feather decoration, and a delicate mustache on his chin got out of the carriage and rushed into the house with rapid strides. .
"Verdon's Fresnet has arrived, it's about time." Standing on the high ridge of the roof, the demon hunter stood like lightning, rising like a rabbit and falling like a falcon. After a few ups and downs, he appeared on an empty patch of ground. The flat ground of man.
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"The apple of Queen Calanthe's eye, the lion cub of Cintra, Your Highness Princess Cirilla, your Majesty..."
The hall of the mansion was magnificently illuminated by the magic lamp. Ciri looked at the dusty man in front of her, yawned, and rubbed a pair of slightly dark circles under her eyes. She spent her childhood in the wild land of Skellige. Having lived here for several years, the "Princess and the Pea" was not originally a squeamish person. Last night, she was thinking about the engagement. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became, but she rarely suffered from insomnia.
"What did you say your name was?"
"Your Royal Highness, I am the governor of His Majesty Ewell, Fresnet, who has come to pick you up on your Majesty's order." Fresnet took off his hat and bowed to the princess in greeting, then knelt down on one knee and held it The princess's white little hands gave a kiss on the hand.
"I will be fully responsible for your next trip. I swear on my life that I will **** you to Nastrog safely."
"Okay! Governor Fresnet, you're here early enough!" Shirley pouted and rubbed the back of her hand covertly on the delicate hem of her skirt. Seeing this, the round-faced maid next to her said, I couldn't help but curl my lips.
"Your Highness, I forgive you, I am indeed late, but I have not dared to neglect since the day I received the order, and rushed over without stopping. Now, I have not slept a wink for two days and two nights."
When Fresnet raised his head, his bloodshot eyes were completely different from the well-maintained and pampered skin on his face. It was really shocking.
"Humph! These bad guys!" Xili stamped her feet, "I really wish I could go over there earlier and get engaged to their **** fat prince. No, I won't marry that guy!" Xili suppressed her thoughts. Anxiously, he quietly clenched his fists, and his green eyes became firm, "Well, according to the plan I made last night, my well-thought-out method will be fine!"
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But Fresnet was running another thought. When he learned that Calanthe decided to marry his granddaughter to Verdon, he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Verdon Kingdom, and it was also his opportunity.
An opportunity that can change your destiny.
"Calanthe is still afraid of the southern overlord after all, and is afraid that the Kingdom of Sintra, which she has managed her whole life, will be completely annexed. Unfortunately, this woman has an extremely strong temper and a desire for power that is greater than anything else."
If Calanthe is willing to put aside his dignity and marry into the powerful Northern Kingdoms, the true northern powers such as Aedirn, Temeria, Kaedwen, and Redania, the crisis of Nilfgaard's invasion will be It will be resolved safely.
It should be noted that the monarchs of these four great countries have always coveted the Kingdom of Sintra, where the woman controls the government.
But Calanthe is unwilling. If she turns to Demavi, Foltest, or Henselt, or Vizmir II, it will be like inviting a wolf into the house, even if she survives the Nilfgaard invasion crisis. , sooner or later it will be divided up completely by the monarch above.
And Calanthe is only forty-three years old this year. He is strong and has never been troubled by diseases. He can at least rule in the name of his puppet husband Tursek of Skellige for more than ten or twenty years.
So she chose to marry into the less powerful Verdon, which faced Cintra across the Yaruga River, and sacrificed her granddaughter to fulfill her desire to rule.
"If Prince Christine and Princess Cirilla are successfully engaged this time... At least in name, the heir of Verden will also have the opportunity to rule Cintra. Princess Cirilla is young and easy to control. Let's talk about worldly affairs Impermanence, Calanthe is sure that nothing will happen to him?"
Fresnet's heart was filled with excitement, and his pupils became more and more congested. "By then, I will be a great contributor to the Kingdom of Verden and Cintra!"
So Fresnet begged his sister, King Ewell's queen, and the queen also felt sorry for her brother, who had been cursed to turn into a cormorant, and took on this glorious mission for him!
Although risks and opportunities coexist, if anything goes wrong during this escort, His Majesty's gallows will be waiting for Sfinette.
However, he thought that Her Highness the Princess had safely smuggled to Verden, and the most dangerous part of the journey was over, so naturally no accident could happen.
In the hall, two people with different agendas chatted for a few words and then decided on their itinerary.
Soon, after breakfast, a team of two carriages and more than twenty horses left the Podrog Governor's Mansion, exited the city gate, and headed west in the direction of Nastrog.
Shortly after they set off, another person emerged from the grass not far from the city gate, and followed them furtively from a distance of almost a mile.
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The convoy with the "delicate and expensive" princess was not moving very fast, in fact it was quite slow.
And this happened to play into Xili's hands.
"Giggle...", the round-faced maid in the carriage covered her mouth and snickered. It was the first time she saw her princess so out of control - twisting around on the leather sofa like a restless little animal. , and kept opening the curtains, peeping nervously.
"Your Highness, it seems that you don't hate Prince Christine 'very much' as you said. You are surprisingly caring about this fiancé!"
"Hmph!" Xili raised her chin proudly, and suddenly approached the little maid, motionless, her green eyes covering the maid's petite body, and touched her black, gray, and white jacket. , snow-white hat, glanced at his white and exquisite dress again, and then said slowly,
"Coliel, how does this princess treat you in daily life, good or bad?"
"Princess...Princess, who are you?" The little maid's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but shrink to the corner of the carriage. She had only seen the determined look in the princess's eyes from Queen Calanthe, and she was a little scared. She did.
"Say it quickly!"
"You treat me very well." The little maid trembled. Although the little princess was often naughty and teased her, at least she didn't treat human life as carelessly as other nobles.
"Then, are you loyal to me or to my grandmother?!"
"Your Highness, you know, I...I am your maid."
"As long as Coriel understands, now——"
Xili leaned close to the maid's ear and said, "I'll give you a chance to show your loyalty! Get out of the car and accompany me... you will... later..."
"Huh?!"
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"Twenty minutes, why haven't you recovered yet?" Governor Fresnet stood in front of a tall patch of green-yellow elephant grass, rubbing his hands anxiously. Not long after leaving Podrog, Princess Sirila wanted to live. The place had to be convenient, so the carriage had no choice but to be stopped. The princess was accompanied by her maid into the grass.
The group of men stood guard outside the grass, not daring to get close, for fear of offending the noble princess, and they did not even dare to urge her.
Krauser beside him didn't have so many worries. He knew how quirky and naughty his princess was.
"Twenty minutes is too long. Princess, are you okay?" He asked toward the elephant grass and called twice symbolically. I finally realized something was wrong,
"Princess, if you don't answer, the villain will only be offended."
As soon as he finished speaking, the grass suddenly exploded, and there was a clear scream,
"Here comes someone! The princess has run away! The princess has run away!"
"The princess ran away?" Fresnet and Krauser looked at each other, and they could see the horrified face in each other's pupils.
Both of them were so frightened that their souls were shaking and their eyes were filled with tears. They rushed in with everyone without saying a word.
At the entrance, there was only a solitary petite maid, her back turned to everyone, covering her face and sobbing.
"Princess...she, she ran away!"
"What?! You, really, are a bastard! Are you going to ask me if I can get back the princess?"
"Stop nagging! Let's ride a horse and chase after him!"
"What kind of horse are you riding! What should I do if I hit the princess in the messy grass? She is young and frail and can't run far. Everyone, hurry up and chase her!" Krauze shouted, and the more than 20 guards could no longer care about so many people. , drilling into the grass in all directions.
However, as soon as they left, the unattended maid suddenly stopped sobbing and threw her hat away, revealing a head of mouse-grey silver hair, a kitten's cheeks covered with dirt, and a sly smile.
She trotted to the carriage and chose the shortest white horse.
With her little arms and legs, she climbed onto the horse's back with great difficulty using the carriage's pedals, and grabbed the reins with extremely standard movements - no one knew that Princess Xili could ride a horse.
But in Skellige's days, the most unforgettable time spent with the siblings Halma and Keris was snowball fights, fishing and shrimp catching, and horseback riding.
"You have to be good~IndoMTL.com~I don’t expect you to be as understanding as Roy’s Wilt, but you must be obedient."
She gently stroked the mane between the necks of the horses under her, soothing the restless horses, and then looked to the east with excitement, in the opposite direction to the guards' search team - the vast wilderness of Tianchui plains, and the end A touch of green.
She suddenly felt blessed and understood some of the strange words that the demon hunter Roy once said to her.
"Your name Cirill (Cirill), in the ancient language system, originated from the word Zireael (Ji Avril), which means swallow."
"Remember, Shirley, you are a free and unrestrained swallow, no one can restrain you. As long as you want to fly!"
"I don't want to be manipulated by my grandmother, marry that fat man and have children for him - fly! Zireael!"
"Fly! Zireael!"
The petite girl whispered, pressed tightly against the horse's neck, and moved forward indomitably!