"Your Majesty!" the Romenian envoys said almost in unison.Jane remained calm and gracefully redirected the topic."These rumors you've mentioned—I've never believed them."The envoys exchanged awkward glances, feeling both stifled and helpless. Jane had spoken so politely that they couldn't respond with hostility. Rather, they were more worried that she might bring up even more 'rumors.'Walter clenched his jaw and said hurriedly, "Exactly, just baseless rumors! I don't have any unpleasant body odor!"As for what could be said about the ministers, Walter tactfully avoided the topic.After this verbal sparring, none of the envoys dared to bring up the queen's capture by bandits again.The Nidorean ministers, however, were a different matter. They were eager to hear what Jane would say next—they hadn't had their fill yet!Helena bit her lip in frustration.Was Walter just going to let this go? Were they intimidated by a few rumors?In truth, every word Jane had said was true.
In truth, since the envoys had chosen the Foster brothers, they had no choice but to comply.Even George, as king, could not refuse on their behalf.George had heard of the two Foster brothers before.The younger brother was nothing more than a hedonistic son with rich parents.As for Caleb, he had been a promising youth, full of charisma. However, he quickly faded into mediocrity. After all, top candidates in the military exam appeared every year. No matter how skilled one was in martial arts, without any notable achievements, he would be cast aside like a worn shoe.This time, in the face-off against Ursa, George didn't expect them to win.On the contrary, it wouldn't hurt to let Romenia claim victory in the first two matches. As long as someone stepped in later to defeat Ursa and secure the final victory, Nidora could maintain the graciousness of a host without losing face."Take them away to prepare," he instructed the royal servants."As you command!"Mike's legs gave out
Caleb had been injured by Cameron and the others the day before, rendering his right arm temporarily useless. If he entered the match in this condition, Ursa would undoubtedly gain the upper hand. Jane's expression turned cold and serious.Meanwhile, in the arena, Mike was still being mercilessly beaten by Ursa. The outcome was clear to everyone.The officials from Nidora felt thoroughly humiliated.Mike, the second son of the Foster family, hailed from a prestigious background. How could he be so badly defeated, unable to land even a single effective strike?It was disgraceful!Robin kept his head low, desperately trying to minimize his presence. Seeing Ursa's overwhelming power, he felt utterly ashamed on behalf of the Foster family. Their reputation was in tatters today! He wished he could dig a hole and disappear into it.With a loud thud, Mike was thrown off the stage, unconscious.His mask remained intact, still covering his face. The royal servants quickly carried him a
Caleb's gaze darkened, as if he was plunging into an endless abyss. "It's all my fault…" he muttered to himself. "I wasn't careful and patient enough. If only I had suppressed my anger yesterday, none of this would have happened..."Jane, focused on solving the problem, said firmly, "Someone is deliberately trying to make you lose. Even if you did nothing, they would still find a way to harm you."Caleb was, after all, the top candidate in the military exam and a skilled fighter. Helena, preparing for today's competition, must have taken every measure possible.Jane blamed herself too—for underestimating Helena's schemes and failing to account for dangers outside the palace.After a moment of thought, she added decisively, "Give me the mask. I'll find someone to compete in your place."At her words, Caleb immediately frowned. "Absolutely not! That would be cheating."Even if he was at his lowest, he refused to stoop to such a method for victory.Jane met his gaze, her tone cal
The crowd turned their gaze toward the arena, but the brutal scene they had anticipated didn't occur. Someone had intervened!But who was it?A voice was heard from among the spectators."That looks like Young Master Caleb from the Foster family!"Immediately, someone else chimed in, "Yes, that's him! He's the one wearing protective gear!"Apart from the two Foster brothers, the other generals who stepped in to fight had only hurriedly donned masks, without taking the time to secure proper protective gear.Even from a distance, though the figure couldn't be clearly identified, the brightly colored elbow guards were enough to confirm Caleb's identity."To take on a punch from Ursa, that's impressive!"Walter snorted dismissively, the sound almost disdainful.'It's just one punch,' he thought. Ursa still had plenty more in store.In the arena, Ursa withdrew his fist, stepping back as his gaze locked onto the unexpected challenger. There was an aura about this person that set hi
Commander Christoff was the first to understand the situation on the stage. His eyes widened in disbelief."Caleb isn't trying to exhaust Ursa, nor is he defending. On the contrary, he's attacking!""How is that possible? Hasn't he been dodging this whole time?""Christoff, are you out of your mind?"Christoff shook his head, his gaze fixed on the stage as he firmly responded, "No, I'm absolutely certain. Caleb is attacking in a covert way!"The other two commanders, baffled, shouted impatiently, "How is he attacking?"Christoff hastened to explain, "Caleb has been circling and dodging, but if you notice, he's not dodging aimlessly. He's consistently moving to his left—Ursa's right.""What does that mean? Is Caleb trying to dizzy Ursa by circling? Wait, dizzy him? Could that be it? Is Ursa losing balance?"Christoff dismissed this notion. "Of course not!"Dizzying an opponent? Such a ridiculous tactic would never work.He continued, "Look carefully. Every time Ursa moves, he
Ursa suddenly collapsed, like a mighty, immovable mountain crumbling in an instant.Everyone was stunned.What just happened?Before anyone could make sense of it, the man was down...On the dueling platform, Jane delivered a backward kick, landing squarely on Ursa's chest. Ursa struggled to get up but failed. His right knee felt like it was shattered, searing with pain. Clenching his jaw, he tried to force himself up.But Jane wouldn't give him the chance. She launched a sweeping kick, channeling her power into her knee, striking directly at Ursa's neck.Ursa lost his balance and fell backward.Jane bent her knee, pressing it firmly against his throat. Through the mask of the Kunlun slave, Ursa could see her eyes—cold and still as a dead pool, locking him in place."No... Impossible... How could you..."He couldn't comprehend how a single kick to the knee could generate such devastating force.Behind her mask, Jane's lips curled. Ursa suddenly realized—since the start of
At the critical moment, Jane grabbed the wooden stake, using it to perform a quick turn and somersault. Her skirt spun elegantly in the air, drawing a perfect arc.Immediately, she leaped in front of Ursa, and in the blink of an eye, tore off his belt.The female spectators immediately turned away, covering their eyes. However, from a distance, they couldn't see clearly. All they knew was that Ursa's belt was now in Caleb's hands, like a long whip.George furrowed his brows.Tearing off the belt. How clever. That female assassin had also used this move against him.Everyone was curious about what Caleb intended to do by tearing off Ursa's belt.Even the three commanders closest to the martial stage couldn't understand. Was it to embarrass Ursa? Or maybe to seize the opportunity to attack while Ursa was distracted, fixing his pants?-Jane stood behind Ursa. He couldn't care about his pants as he swung the wooden stake backward in a fierce strike. In the blink of an eye, Jane us
In the imperial study, George sat radiating authority and an intimidating aura, his piercing gaze as cold as ice. On the desk before him lay a copy of Cameron's signed confession.He scrutinized Jane before giving an order to Karlsen."Bring Cameron here. I will question him myself."Shortly after, Cameron was brought in under escort. Seeing the king, he immediately dropped to his knees, trembling with fear."Greetings, King George and Queen Jane!"Jane stood off to the side, her expression indifferent.George's voice cut through the silence. "Did you personally sign this confession?"The confession detailed numerous offenses, including Cameron's framing of Caleb two years prior, his bribes to Wallenby, and his financial dealings with Helena.As assistant captain, Cameron had amassed significant wealth through corruption, using half of it to bribe Wallenby and the other half to send gifts to Cloud Palace. The ledger from his residence contained all the records.Furthermore, it
Cameron was held in solitary confinement in a cell. When he saw Caleb, he dropped to his knees and began to plead."Caleb, please get me out of here! I beg you! I know I was wrong. For the sake of all the years we've known each other, please let me go. If… If you can't save me, at least give me a quick death! Being dismembered is too horrifying. I don't want to die like that!"The man who once humiliated Caleb now knelt before him, begging for mercy. Caleb should have felt vindicated, but instead, he only felt a deep sadness."You don't want to be executed by dismemberment, and you don't want to die. But did Calvin and the others want to die?"They were completely innocent! If I let you go, how could I face the souls of the dead?"Cameron, you climbed to the top by sacrificing those who were as close as brothers to you. Was it really worth it?"We were once so close. I thought we shared a mutual respect. Why did you do it? Why?!"Caleb gripped the iron bars of the cell, his eyes
Helena fainted and was taken back to Cloud Palace.Despite the physicians' efforts, she remained unconscious.George's expression showed a hint of concern as the physician explained, "Your Majesty, Lady Henela's injuries have not yet fully healed. The lack of proper blood circulation is inevitable but not alarming. She simply needs to rest."At Zen Palace, Jane sat before a mirror, carefully removing the jewelry from her hair.Lily, attending to her, still seemed shaken."Your Majesty, are you…are you really unharmed? Ursa was so strong. Shouldn't you let the physicians take a look?"As soon as she spoke, Lily realized her mistake. If the physicians discovered any injuries, it might expose Jane's actions.Jane remained calm, her gaze tinged with cold determination. "No one is to know that I participated in the fight."Lily immediately nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty! I understand."She knew better than to say more.Shortly after, a chamberlain arrived with a message. "Queen Jane,
The mention of dismemberment sent a shiver through the officials.According to the law, the crimes of Cameron and Wallenby didn't warrant such a severe punishment.The two were in utter shock and terror."No! Caleb was merely demoted back then. Why are we to be executed in such a cruel manner?""Your Majesty, have mercy! Spare us, Your Majesty!"Cameron crawled to Caleb's side, clutching his leg desperately."Caleb, save me! We once fought side by side and risked our lives together as comrades…"Yesterday, Cameron had been arrogant and domineering. Now, he was reduced to a pitiful state.Caleb, who loathed Cameron and Wallenby to the core, wished nothing more than to kill them with his own hands. Facing Cameron's pleas, his expression remained cold."You betrayed your comrades, using their lives to pave your way to promotion. Did you think about us as your comrades back then? Cameron, you're even more deserving of death than Wallenby!"Cameron's face turned pale. "No, no! You
Jane presented the letters. They were handed to George, who opened and read them one by one.Cameron and Wallenby stood silently at a distance, holding their breaths and avoiding even the slightest eye contact.Cameron was especially antsy. He kept reassuring himself. 'This is fake, all fake. The queen and Caleb are bluffing!'Bang!George slammed the letters onto the desk, his sharp gaze brimming with murderous intent."Kneel!"The two men immediately felt their legs weaken, collapsing to the floor.Moments later, the royal servants placed the letters before them, allowing them to see for themselves whether they were being wrongfully accused.If they pleaded innocence, their handwriting would be examined to confirm this.Cameron glanced at the letters and immediately felt a chill down his spine, as if needles were pricking his back.'How could this be?'He had hidden those letters so well. How could anyone have found them?Still unwilling to give up, he picked up one of th
Caleb raising grievances at this moment left everyone stunned.He was bringing up a case from two years ago. After so much time had passed, how could anything still be clearly investigated?Cameron immediately rebuked him."Young Master Caleb, if you have grievances, you should present them to the High Court! Filing a complaint here as if we don't uphold the law in Nidora—do you have any idea how that looks?"This madman—what was he trying to do?Robin also hadn't anticipated Caleb's bold move. He quickly stood up and addressed the king."Your Majesty, my son has acted impulsively—"But Caleb's tone was resolute. "Two years ago, I was tasked with escorting disaster relief grain through Bourdon. On the way, we were ambushed by bandits..."Cameron immediately jumped in, feigning righteous anger."Caleb! You still dare to bring that up! If it weren't for your poor judgment, insisting on taking that route, those men wouldn't have died!"He seized the initiative, pinning the blame
George's gaze was deep and cold.The rule that the harem must not interfere in political affairs existed not only to prevent collusion between the harem and the court, which could lead to the overreach of influential families, but also because most women in the harem were shortsighted. Their petty schemes and vying for favor were tolerable, but in formal situations, they lacked propriety and understanding of boundaries.Just as George was about to intervene to restore balance to the situation, Jane spoke up with composure."Helena indeed misspoke. There's always someone better refers to individual achievement."In truth, the thousands of soldiers on the frontlines are all heroes. Victories are not achieved by a single person. For instance, earlier, if it weren't for the previous contestants exhausting Ursa and creating an opening, my brother wouldn't have been able to defeat him so swiftly."Ultimately, you only sent one person to compete, so this could be considered as Nidora w
George's tall figure nearly blocked out the sunlight streaming in through the doorway.The mask was on the table inside the room.Darkness hung over George's handsome face as his gaze locked onto the figure behind the screen.He had crossed paths with the female assassin multiple times. Her moves were deeply engraved in his memory.The motions Caleb had just displayed—he looked exactly like her.Could it be a coincidence? He needed to confirm it with his own eyes.George strode forward swiftly. Without hesitation, he moved to the other side of the screen, extending a long arm…In that instant, their eyes met.Caleb, whose arm was grabbed and whose right shoulder was partially exposed, responded in surprise, "Your Majesty!"Not bothering to cover himself, he immediately lowered his head in a bow.George's sharp brows furrowed deeply, his dark eyes stormy as though a tempest had suddenly descended. "Are you alone?"Caleb was puzzled. "Yes, Your Majesty."At that moment, Steve
At the critical moment, Jane grabbed the wooden stake, using it to perform a quick turn and somersault. Her skirt spun elegantly in the air, drawing a perfect arc.Immediately, she leaped in front of Ursa, and in the blink of an eye, tore off his belt.The female spectators immediately turned away, covering their eyes. However, from a distance, they couldn't see clearly. All they knew was that Ursa's belt was now in Caleb's hands, like a long whip.George furrowed his brows.Tearing off the belt. How clever. That female assassin had also used this move against him.Everyone was curious about what Caleb intended to do by tearing off Ursa's belt.Even the three commanders closest to the martial stage couldn't understand. Was it to embarrass Ursa? Or maybe to seize the opportunity to attack while Ursa was distracted, fixing his pants?-Jane stood behind Ursa. He couldn't care about his pants as he swung the wooden stake backward in a fierce strike. In the blink of an eye, Jane us