Chapter 570

What order?

He didn't give any orders last night.

Could it be...

Kairos woke up suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and immediately lowered his head:

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will personally interrogate you and give you a satisfactory answer!"

"I hope so."

Celecia closed the curtains of the carriage again.

Everything returned to calm, and as Kairos watched with lingering fear, the carriage moved forward smoothly, heading towards the most important center of the empire.

109. Not important

The black carriage crossed the tall palace wall and drove all the way to the magnificent building.

After entering the palace, she could only walk. Due to Celecia's identity, she did not undergo a complicated inspection, but she was still stopped in front of her father's room by the two tall knights holding halberds and axes.

"Awaiting notification."

The knight, who was covered in armor and looked like a statue, spoke stiffly and rigidly. Only the glimmer of sight revealed through the gap in his visor showed that he was not a dead thing.

"please hurry."

Celecia nodded, not being rude.

These two tall knights had been guarding her father since she could remember them, so even she was not qualified to be rude.

Just wait obediently.

Time passed, and the wait was longer than ever before.

Celecia didn't waste any time. She took advantage of the opportunity of waiting and flipped through the information in her hand. She didn't seem to be impatient because of the long wait.

It wasn't until the thick stack of dictionary-like information in his hand was almost finished that the tall knight made any movement again.

"Your Majesty lets you in."

Hengge raised his halberd and ax in front of the door, and the door opened automatically.

"OK."

Celecia put away the information and walked into the room.

As soon as you enter the room, there is a strong smell of medicine.

In the room, more than one incense was lit, but it was not to dispel the smell of medicinal materials, but to eliminate the decay-like smell that was hidden deeper but still faintly smelled by Celecia.

"your Highness."

The palace maid who was busy beside the bed saw Celecia coming in. After bowing respectfully, she slowly withdrew.

The door was closed smoothly, and only the father and daughter were left in the room. Celecia glanced at the shadow next to her without leaving any trace.

After her realm improved, her perception became more acute, so this sight line that she had never noticed before actually found some clues this time.

"That must be the shadow warrior who only appeared next to my father once or twice..."

Celcia's mind was spinning, but she didn't show any abnormality. She knelt respectfully beside the bed.

"Father."

Celcia called softly.

On the bed was an old man with a thin face.

An old man with the same last name as this country.

Aldrich Leopold.

Known respectfully as Aldrich III, he is the supreme emperor of the empire.

But at this moment, the only exposed face of this old man no longer showed the tallness and majesty he once had. Instead, he looked like an ordinary sick old man.

After this serious illness, the supreme ruler of the empire aged and weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. Now he can only lie in bed most of the day, taking various expensive drugs to maintain his life.

It is said that except for extremely important state affairs, he is no longer able to handle most government affairs personally. He can only temporarily delegate power to those ministers and the second prince who was once the sole crown prince.

"It's Celcia..."

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

His voice was low and weak, but only from his weak, half-open eyes, the sharp edge that once belonged to the emperor could still be seen.

"Don't blame me for keeping you waiting for a long time."

"No, my daughter will wait no matter how long it takes without any complaints." Celcia replied.

"If it were anyone else, I would just think it was to make me happy, but you... you are so arrogant that you probably don't even bother to lie." Aldrich III chuckled.

"Father, you are lying. There is no one in this world who doesn't lie. It is better to say that most people need to use lies to disguise themselves." Celcia lowered her head.

"For example... your fiancé who has even changed his face now?"

The old man suddenly stared at Celecia meaningfully.

"..."

Celecia was suddenly startled and almost broke out in a cold sweat. She stared at the old man on the bed, and then suddenly realized that neither she nor Mu En had hidden the old man's eyes from those little moves that she thought were hidden.

Although he is weak and old, he is still... the emperor of this empire.

"Don't worry, Moon Campbell. I admire your fiancé very much. I also tacitly approved of Andrew's inexplicable appointment. Otherwise, do you think this kind of appointment can be successfully sent out of the palace just by relying on that kid?

"Moon Campbell's subsequent response was also very smart. He should not have entered Belland openly. Otherwise, he, the son of a duke who has not yet been able to control the real power, would have entered Belland in such a grand and arrogant manner in front of many eyes. De, how long do you think he can survive the storm? He is not his father after all."

"Father, this is for..."

"Don't think too much...cough cough cough cough!"

As soon as Aldrich III straightened up from the bed, he coughed extremely hard.

Celecia quickly supported him and used magic power to help the old man, who seemed to have lost a lot of weight, sort out his breath.

Aldrich III took a deep breath.

The pain tortured him all the time. A few months ago, he could kill the evil god's projection with one sword in the Shadow of Belland, but now, just a few long words can make his breath unstable.

No matter who sees this appearance, they will sigh. It is no wonder that some demons and ghosts start to become restless at this time.

"You sorted out the things you brought in in advance. I have just looked at them."

After Aldrich III coughed a few more times, he said slowly.

"The Shadow of Belland, ha... What a good trick. Even I have to admire it. Those moths are stretching their hands longer and longer."

"Then what my father means is..."

"Do you want to continue investigating?"

Aldrich III did not answer, but stared into Celcia's eyes and asked.

"..."

Celcia was silent for a while.

Do you want to investigate further? This is something she is also thinking about.

She knew very well that even if she followed the research institute all the way, she would only find a few scapegoats who were pushed out by the people behind the scenes.

Those who don't even believe in the facilitators of the Weili Council, and need to disguise their identities to gather together, it is impossible to leave any clues that can really overthrow them.

but……

As if recalling certain scenes, Celcia unconsciously grasped the edge of the bed, her knuckles turning slightly white from the exertion.

"Whether you want to investigate or not, that's your freedom. However, Thea, you are a smart child. You should know that the truth of this matter is actually not relevant to today's empire. important."

Celecia watched silently as her father casually put aside the carefully organized documents with information about the research institute that he had sent her, her cold eyes flashing slightly.

She didn't need reminding, she knew it.

This matter is actually not important, at least at her current level, it is not important.

A drug that turns people into monsters? Human experiments? The tragic deaths of hundreds of trafficked people? These things seem cruel and unethical, but in fact, these things alone cannot shake the foundation of the empire at all.

So what if those people really captured the Lower City? Those are just some means to complete their plan.

Their importance is not even as important as the painful coughs of the old man in front of him.

It sounds callous, but that's the reality.

What is really important now is that if she, the princess of the empire, really takes action, in the eyes of some caring people, which direction will her actions take?

Just like she said to Mu En from the beginning.

The position of princess brings her not only a lofty status, but also shackles that are difficult to break free from. In this stormy moment, her words and deeds must be carefully considered.

The serious consequences of one wrong step would be far greater than that of that cruel research institute.

"Haha, then what do you think? My daughter."

Aldrich III also stared at his daughter, who was so outstanding that she would never be regarded as a harmless vase by anyone, and even had the ability to influence the situation, and seemed to be looking forward to what kind of answer she would give.

110.Andrew

"Father, you are overthinking. I am just a princess with no real power. Although in the eyes of outsiders, my identity does have a lot to do, but in fact, what actual impact can I have on the situation? ?”

"My thoughts are not important, or rather, they are not as important as you think, Father."

Celecia stood up. There was no clear fluctuation in her always cold and beautiful face. It seemed that Aldrich III's words could not make the slightest ripple in her already frozen heart.

She bowed slightly to the old man on the bed:

"Then my daughter will not disturb my father's rest. I have prepared some nourishing medicine for you, which will be delivered shortly. Please take care of yourself. It is the best thing for this country that you are safe."

"Ha...you, as always, are really hard to find fault with."

Aldrich III waved his hand helplessly, "Go ahead. As for the house arrest order, just think of it as my joke. I can't stop you anyway."

"Father has already said it, how dare my daughter disobey your order?"

Celecia bowed softly at the end:

"My daughter is resigning."

Celcia walked out of the room.

All fell into silence.

But not long after, a figure crept in, holding a bowl of steaming soup on a silver tray.

"This is the medicine that girl Celcia prepared for you. I brewed it myself."

The figure placed the decoction next to Aldrich III with an expectant look on his face. At this moment, a hand came out from the shadows, twisting a silver needle shining with magic luster.

I tapped the silver needle into the soup to make sure it was non-toxic, and then I took it back with confidence.

However, the figure was not happy when he saw this scene. He unceremoniously sat down on Aldrich III's waist with his round buttocks and shouted:

"Hey, Aldrich, what do you mean, you even doubt your daughter?"

"Of course I believe my daughter, but I don't believe you."

"do not trust me?"

A huge bear head came over, and its small black eyes were filled with grief and indignation as if it had suffered a great injustice:

"Aldridge, how could you do this? I am your uncle. I raised you with my own hands. When you were still running around naked, I..."

"Okay!"

Aldridge III's voice sank:

"Olanriel, if you have something to say, just say it, or I will have someone kick you out!"

"Tsk tsk, you have grown up, your wings are hard, and you don't even respect your uncle."

The pink bear muttered in a low voice, quite indignant.

Aldridge III was already used to what this bitch would say. Anyway, there was nothing he could do, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it. He silently picked up the bowl, took a small sip to test the temperature, and then drank the soup.