Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 469 A Group of Insects

".Goodbye." It turned out that his mother was right. Richard nodded silently in his heart.

"Wait a minute, you're a wizard right? I'm a witch."

Richard found that this person always had the ability to make him stop: "Ma'am, there are only female spellcasters. Witch is a negative word." But saying that, does it mean that the other party is also a spellcaster?
"That's the custom here. In my hometown, witches are very powerful. My ancestor, the first Grand Duke of Bomya, was a witch with the ability to predict the future! I inherited my ancestor's name, and also her ability!"

Prophecy talent? Before Richard could react, Libus immediately took out another stack of cards from a place that could not be mentioned. Richard couldn't help but want to complain, is there an alchemical storage bag sewn there?

Soon the girl was urging him to cooperate with her card tricks. Richard pulled out a card, and Libus stared at the back of her card for a while: "Three of Swords, right?"

"This doesn't mean anything. There are people all over the street who can do this kind of tricks. Besides, isn't it time to analyze the divination next?" Richard had unknowingly sat down next to Libby.

"Boring! You're just like everyone else!" Libus threw the cards aside and pointed at her eyes. "My dad said you're a great spellcaster. Can't you see that the Bomiya witch is special?"

"Yeah, it's beautiful." He wanted to just brush it off to this crazy woman, but then he was speechless because there was really a magical glow flickering on her irises.
Libus continued to speak, but this time her voice became softer and more charming, which made Richard want to get closer to her to hear what she was saying: "There will be an invitation to leave the dance. Refuse it and don't go."

"why?"

"If you go, you will be in great danger."

The young man's expression turned serious: "I want to know why. How big is this extreme? Will it affect my parents and you?"

"The so-called great impact means that it will affect everyone! Everyone I saw since the airship landed."

The entire imperial capital? Richard wanted to ask more, but the only response he got was "The true goddess of fate must blind her own eyes."

Richard considered Libs's words carefully, and then concluded, "Then you shouldn't have come."

"Only my father, the Duke of Crocker, will believe my prediction! Others are the same as you, either laughing it off or half believing it! Well, actually I came here because I foresaw the danger I would face and I can accept it. I came to see you as my mother wished. Once the ball is over tonight, I will slip away."

She took out a miniature bust of Richard. The first step in an arranged marriage for the nobility was to exchange portraits of the man and woman, so Libus also had a "little Richard" in her hand. She stacked the miniature oil portrait with the Byrne-produced romance novel about a domineering wizard, as if Richard was the cover character:
"No matter what, I have to see with my own eyes whether you are worth saving. If you are as handsome in real life as in the portrait, then even if there is no possibility for you and me, it would be good to take a few more glances before we say goodbye."

“So the evaluation results are out?”

"Not bad, you are qualified to become my designated male protagonist image template."

Soon Richard's mother came and separated the two in a few words - it was not a good thing for her son to spend too much time with this "barbarian girl".

"Old witch, I'm saving your son!" Libus secretly made a face while stuffing the dessert into her mouth.

However, Libby's plan failed, and she never saw Richard again.

A bad premonition arose, and the Duke's daughter could not help but ask the servants in the castle. Finally, she learned from a doorman that Richard had slipped away.

"Where did he go?"

".The young master seemed to have gone there on his own. He left a message for the master and the mistress to go to the Veterans Club in the south of the city."

Damn it, it turns out that only my father believed my prophecy. No, the prophecy was just an excuse for him not to go abroad. If he really believed it, he wouldn't have let my mother and I come here! Libus took out Richard's portrait in a rage, but she was stunned, because what she saw from the "Witch's Eye" was no longer a fierce red light, but a chaos. He accepted the invitation, but his fate was changed? Because of my interference or other factors?

Libus was still hesitating, and when the future vision faded away, Richard's face appeared perfectly again.

"My prophecy has never been changed like this. No, I have to go and see!" As the doorman looked on in amazement, Libs simply tore off the hem of her skirt, revealing her hunting tights, and then tied up her long curly hair.

She rushed straight to the stables: "Grand Duke Croker's daughter is borrowing a fast horse from the Dalberg family!"

With a pull of the reins and a squeeze of his legs, the man and the horse rushed out and disappeared into the night of the manor.

The doorman felt that the scene when the young master left was familiar to him.

Veterans Club, second floor.

A group of officers, reeking of liquor, made a deafening noise. Some of them were retired, some were in active service, and all of them were in military uniforms.

At the reception there were sabers, spears and a huge map of the continent of Floren.

The organizer of the cocktail party, retired Colonel Reuben, gave a passionate speech: "Our army is invincible! Our military is unstoppable!"

Everyone cheered excitedly. But Reuben changed the subject: "But we have lost many wars recently! This is incredible. My brothers and I fought against the arrogant barbarians! We defeated the short people who could be stuffed with cannons. Why did we lose to the Valois, who are the most laughed at by us?"

Suddenly the others fell silent.

Reuben burped. "Because...someone is holding us back. Someone doesn't want to see our soldiers continue to win for the empire! They are the civil servants, the corrupt dignitaries, and the termites in our army."

He brandished his sword and pointed it out the window, where a corner of the Imperial Parliament building could be seen: "The enemy is in the Imperial Capital!"

Recently, a draft of the small constituency reform was released, and some details in it caused some military officers to interpret it. First of all, the constituencies of the Kingdom of West Marin will go against the trend and not be split but merged - this is where the fiefdoms of meritorious nobles and veterans are concentrated, which is actually reducing the seats representing the will of the military.

At the same time, he attempted to redefine the command of the army, requiring that the imperial army command, in addition to being responsible to the emperor, be supervised by the parliament's war committee.

"The emperor's body is no longer fit to lead us. Now all power is in the hands of the chancellor! And the group of insects behind him have made the empire in chaos. How can those fat, greasy-mouthed swine govern the empire?
"If we want to restore our glory, we must support His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to ascend the throne early and return the great government to the throne! And we must clean up the insects around His Majesty the Emperor!"

In the turbulent atmosphere, the combat hero, "Lieutenant Colonel Turtle" Richard Hench was held down by someone. His face was bruised and swollen, and it was obvious that he had been severely beaten.

In front of him was an imperial flag, with signatures and bloody handprints written all over the black, white and red cloth.

"The rise and fall of the empire depends on this!" Reuben shouted, then quickly pulled out his pistol, loaded it with bullets, and pointed it at Hench's head: "You just made a name for yourself before, so you have to sign if I ask you to! Think about your family and the mission of our Imperial Army!"

Hench spat out a bloody broken tooth: "You son of a bitch!"

boom!
Gunshots rang out and the second Richard arrived.

(End of this chapter)