Aldric had come well-prepared. "King George, my king has specially sent me to present you with a birthday gift. Unfortunately, I was ambushed by assassins along the way and sustained serious injuries, which delayed my arrival by some time."Surely, Your Majesty wouldn't mind my looking?"This excuse was flimsy at best.He had clearly been deliberately delaying his appearance, just waiting for the rifle to be completed so he could interfere. The Varendor people were truly patient.The officials of Nidora were full of regret.Had they known this would happen, the Armory Bureau wouldn't have rushed the production. They should have dragged it out for a year or so.George sneered. "Your sources are rather well-informed."Aldric maintained an appearance of deference."That's high praise, even for me!" He got straight to the point. "King George, when may I view this rifle? Nidora is a great nation. Surely, unlike the small kingdom of Dovian, it has the generosity to accommodate such
Mary had no idea. She looked down on the queen, yet ironically, it was Jane who had drawn the design for the rifle. She believed Jocelyn could modify it, but she was completely unaware that Jocelyn had no idea where to start.Jocelyn had only been focused on seizing this opportunity to escape the royal prison. But now, she hesitated.Especially after hearing the king say, "What I require is absolute certainty. Otherwise, your crime will only worsen."George's gaze was icy, leaving no room for negotiation.Jocelyn's heart pounded in panic. If she approached this with a mindset of merely trying her luck, she would be doomed from the start.Mary grew anxious. "Your Majesty, Jocelyn will surely–"Before she could finish saying 'succeed,' Jocelyn spoke softly."I can't do it."Mary was utterly stunned.What did Jocelyn just say? How could she say she couldn't do it?She only needed to add a few mechanisms to the existing design. Surely, for the renowned Commander Morris, that shou
Aldric was relentless. He lingered outside the Armory Bureau all day.He and the other envoys had found a warehouse but were denied entry. Aldric, leading their efforts, was greatly displeased."King George has already agreed to let us inspect the rifle! How dare you stop us?"The supervisor of the Armory Bureau personally came forward to offer his apologies. "Sir, the rifle is not yet fully completed. Please wait a few more days."Aldric could tell they were deliberately stalling.However, Nidora had already compromised. If Varendor pressed too hard, it might backfire. In any case, it was only a matter of waiting a few days. He had plenty of time.As he left, Aldric remarked meaningfully, "An ugly bride will have to meet her in-laws sooner or later."After he was gone, the people in the Armory Bureau broke into a cold sweat. Varendor was pushing them too far.-That evening, George and Jane dined together inside Zen Palace.He spoke of the events from earlier in a mild tone.
The bed was cramped, leaving Jane with nowhere to retreat. George gripped her waist, trapping her in the confined space. She turned her head, evading his kiss, which only made him more impatient.Suddenly, he clamped her chin, his cold gaze meeting hers directly."Why are you avoiding me? Hmm?"Jane's expression remained as calm as still water. She clenched her fists tightly.George grew ruthless. He abruptly lowered his head, seized her lips, and gave her no chance to breathe.Before long, his breathing turned rough, and his large hand moved to her front.With a gentle tug, her sash came undone.Through the layers of fabric, his burning palm pressed against her firm, flat abdomen.His lips moved to her ear, brushing against her earlobe with a mixture of kisses and bites, his voice hoarse and indistinct."Give me a prince."It was not a request but an unyielding command.George was already lost in his desire. He tugged roughly at her clothes.Jane turned her head to the sid
Inside the royal study, Steven brought the burn ointment and placed it on the table.He was perceptive enough to notice that Wendy was inside. Without waiting for the king's orders, he quietly excused himself.George sat there with his hand resting on the table.Jane sat across from him. She rolled up his sleeve, revealing the full extent of the burn. Having frequently treated injuries in the military camp, her movements were swift and practiced.In just a few moments, she lifted her head."All done."'That fast?' George thought.Seeing that she was about to get up, he glanced at the pile of memorials on the table."Bring them over. I'll dictate, and you'll write."Jane was slightly surprised. "Your Majesty, the harem is not to interfere in state affairs." Let alone act as his scribe.George's expression remained impassive. "They're just trivial reports. It's fine."Most of the memorials contained little of actual importance. The majority were filled with irrelevant pleasant
Gloria was meeting the king alone for the first time and felt uneasy. George ordered her to sit down, but she sat as if on pins and needles. When the royal servants served coffee, she didn't dare touch it.Seeing how nervous she was, George spoke."No need to be so tense. I simply want to ask you something. After the queen was born, she was sent to the Morris family. How much do you know about it?"Hearing this, Gloria became even more terrified. She immediately stood up to deny it."Your Majesty, I don't know who has been feeding you nonsense, but the queen was raised in the Foster family. She has nothing to do with the Morris family!"George's gaze turned solemn. Judging from Gloria's reaction, he wouldn't be able to get anything more out of her. If he pressed further, she might just faint from fear.His voice was stern as he gave the order."Send Mrs Foster out of the palace.""Yes, Your Majesty!"Gloria returned home in a daze and immediately told Robin everything exactly
The royal prison was a heavily guarded area located near the palace. If a high-security prisoner ever attempted to escape, reinforcements from the palace could get there swiftly.In the open courtyard of the royal prison, Jocelyn was surrounded by Falcon Troop soldiers who had fought their way through a bloody path to break her out. They had already broken through three layers of defenses.Now, they faced the final barrier.As long as they could breach the main gate, they would be completely free.There were numerous guards, wielding shields in one hand and spears in the other, forming an impenetrable wall to resist the Falcon Troop's escape. At the same time, towering walls surrounded them, lined with countless archers standing above.Their bows were fully drawn.Arrows rained down like a storm.Over two hundred Falcon Troop soldiers, like an indomitable shield, fearlessly protected Jocelyn as they struggled to break through. They were all battle-hardened warriors, unafraid of
Jocelyn looked up and saw George standing high above on the watchtower. He overlooked everything with a domineering gaze. He held a bow and arrow in his hands, his sharp, dark eyes brimming with a piercing intensity. His strikingly handsome face was shadowed with a deep, menacing aura.Everyone knew of the king's exceptional archery skills. His arrows never missed their mark. The three arrows he had just released could have struck Jocelyn directly if he had wanted them to.This was a warning.Step back, and she could live. Step forward, and she would die.George lowered his bow, his lips parting slightly."Defiers shall be executed without mercy.""Yes, Your Majesty!"At the sight of the king, cold sweat broke out on Jocelyn's back. She already knew what fate awaited her.To survive, she would do whatever it took.The Falcon Troop was skilled in battle, but they stood no chance against a massive army, especially when they were already at a disadvantage.George's guards swif
Jane never told George that Darren had died for her. The Thiberium poisoning had been meant for her. Darren had taken it in her place.She also never told George that Darren had already given her the Miracle Needles manual. At the time, she had been too busy waging war and had only learned half of it. So when he was poisoned, even though she hastily studied the rest, she still couldn't save him in time.Because of this, she could never forgive herself.That night, many struggled to sleep.George and the royal guards practiced combat through the night. The guards were miserable.Rachel lay awake until dawn, unable to calm her excitement about leaving the palace with the king the next day.The next morning, by the break of dawn, Rachel was already dressed and had prepared the offerings.The guards assigned to escort her had the carriage ready. When a concubine left the palace, she had to use the side gate.Rachel, however, didn't get into the carriage right away. Instead, she ask
In the evening, at Tyrian Palace, George was about to settle down for the night when he noticed that Jane was still reading.He walked over. "Is that book really so fascinating?"Jane didn't even look up."I've sent people to investigate the purchase records of floral brocade in recent years. While waiting, I thought I'd search for clues about that nine-tailed serpent motif."George snatched the book from her hands, forcing her to raise her head and look at him. "It could just be an ordinary design.""Perhaps." Jane reached for the book, but he spoke again."There's a military physician in the Northern Battalion with the last name Durand. Was he the one who taught you Miracle Needles?"Jane's gaze subtly shifted.Growing impatient, George pressed further. "I want the truth. Was it him?"Jane's expression was cold and detached. "Yes."A storm brewed within George.The Durand family never passed down the Miracle Needles technique to outsiders—only their own bloodline. That mea
There were screams from within the palace."You scoundrel! Who's sick? Who are you calling delirious? I'm perfectly fine! Ahh! What are you doing!"Since Mary was struggling so violently, Dina had no choice but to order her to be restrained. A moment later, Mary was tied to the bed, thrashing wildly as she shouted toward the door where Dina stood."Mother! Save me!"Dina couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. "Mary, I'm only helping you."Mary was utterly baffled. She had just been quietly embroidering a fragrant pouch, yet her mother suddenly thought she was ill."The queen. Get the queen!" Mary barked at Irene.Wilhelmina, who stood right beside Dina, felt a chill run down her spine.Why call for the queen? Could Mary really have lost her mind?–At Zen Palace, Jane was flipping through ancient texts, searching for any records of the nine-tailed serpent motif.Suddenly, Maya rushed into the inner chamber. She seemed out of breath."Your Majesty! Something terrible ha
"I only heard that Commander Morris was quite close to a military physician, and there were even rumors of an intimate relationship." At this point, Richard hesitated before adding, "But I believe those were baseless rumors. It was most likely just camaraderie between comrades."George's expression turned unusually serious."What is the physician's name, and where is he now?""I only recall that his surname was Durand."'Durand?'George immediately thought of the Miracle Needles. That physician was likely a descendant of the Durand family.Richard had no idea why the king was asking about this, so he returned to the main topic."Your Majesty, since Jocelyn is not the true Commander Morris, why have you not made this public?"George's gaze turned dark."I have my own plans."Right now, all he could think about was that military physician with the surname Durand.–Outside the royal study, Karlsen saw Richard step out and greeted him respectfully.Karlsen's face was expressi
At Grace Palace, Rachel sat in front of the mirror. Her gaze was slightly empty. Aurelia couldn't bear to see her like this."Your Highness, it's getting late."The king not coming didn't mean she should refuse to sleep.Rachel murmured softly, "Yes, it's late."Was the queen accompanying the king at this hour?She used to console herself with the thought that perhaps the queen, like her, was nothing more than a facade to deceive others and had never truly shared the king's bed.But if that were true, why would the king summon her to Tyrian Palace? Even Rosalie had rarely set foot there in the past. This proved that the king truly favored the queen.Then what was she?She had exhausted every means at her disposal, yet she couldn't make the king spare her even a glance.Tonight was destined to be a sleepless one.-The next day, during the court session, ministers were still debating over Jocelyn's death."Your Majesty, Commander Morris held great prestige among the people.
Jane proposed making the truth public to prevent the people from continuing to misunderstand. However, George's gaze was extremely cold."There's no need."Now, it was her turn to be confused. Between two difficult choices, one should choose the lesser evil. As a king, did he not understand this?George was very serious."If we expose that Jocelyn is an impostor, the Morris family won't escape punishment. Neither will the tens of thousands of Northern Battalion soldiers."Even if those soldiers were unaware of the truth, people could always find an excuse to accuse them. If that happened and someone with ulterior motives took advantage of the situation, the entire Northern Battalion would be thrown into chaos.By keeping this secret, he could still protect the Morris family and those soldiers.If the truth was revealed, he would have to handle the matter impartially. Otherwise, his authority would be compromised.Jane said nothing.In her heart, she naturally leaned toward her
George saw a light in her eyes that he had never seen before.The surroundings were silent. It was as if, as long as she looked at him like this, he could agree to anything.But he was not so easily swayed.After only a brief moment of distraction, he quickly regained his usual cold and imposing demeanor and spoke in a steady tone."In the second year of my reign, the allied forces of four nations attacked Nidora. I led the army into battle. After the war ended, I returned to the capital, passing through a misty forest on the way. There was an ambush in that forest."While fighting off the assassins, one masked individual released a creature that resembled a salamander. I was bitten by it and poisoned. Only later did I learn that it was Thiberium poisoning."Jane was well aware that Thiberium poisoning involved raising salamanders and feeding them a specially prepared poison daily. Over time, the creatures would absorb the toxins and become what was known as Thiberium, naturally
Mary was feeling guilty. Jocelyn had managed to escape from prison thanks to the Falcon Command Token she had secretly delivered to her. She had known the truth would come to light sooner or later, but she hadn't expected it to be this soon.Even more surprising was that after questioning her for a while, George suddenly stopped. Instead, he changed the subject and solemnly warned her."Mary, I can choose not to punish you for this matter, but from now on, stay away from Zen Palace."Mary's fists clenched involuntarily. She met George's gaze, refusing to back down, and smiled."Your Majesty, you've been on the throne for seven years now, yet you still have no heirs. That's quite unusual, isn't it? I heard from Grandmother that you've decided not to favor the harem unless the queen bears an heir?"Forgive me for speaking out of turn, but over the years, you've shown favor to Lady Rosalie and Lady Helena, and even spent nights with Rachel. Yet none of them have conceived. So why do
Mary stared blankly at the person before her.The queen was actually Commander Morris who had saved her all those years ago.Good heavens! What had she been doing all this time?She had actually believed Jocelyn and gone against the queen at every turn. She had even exposed the queen's marriage substitution.For the sake of Jocelyn, an impostor, she had nearly caused the death of her true savior.At this moment, Mary was filled with regret and remorse.Jane lowered her gaze to the bracelet on her wrist and sensed something was off.Their eyes met suddenly. Mary's gaze was emotional, her voice trembling. "You–"She had countless things to say, but she didn't know where to start."Commander, I personally measured your wrist for this bracelet. Now, do you still wish to deny it?" Mary gazed at her intently.Jane's brows furrowed slightly. "Princess–"Mary interrupted her. "I was a fool. I conspired with Jocelyn and went against you at every turn. It's only natural that you bla