Fairy’s Box

"Miss Lilith, I'm here as scheduled."

Yale walked to the front of the compound door, took out the key that the Governor handed him, and was about to insert it into the keyhole when the white carved door panel suddenly opened, revealing the dark room.

The door is open...then why give me this key...

He glanced suspiciously at the key, then walked into the room.

The temperature in the room was cool, filled with a peculiar smell, and the shutters on the side walls were generally open, allowing a night view of the outer Gallic capital. There was a large bed in the center of the room, and the pink curtain was pure all around, dragging all the way to the soft pale yellow carpet.

Yale stepped on the thick carpet and walked to the sofa, then sat down, and said towards the dark place on the north side of the room, "What do you mean?"

A coquettish figure appeared in the darkness, Madam Preserve rolled up her long skirt and walked forward silently, holding a candle in her right hand.

call--!

A strong wind suddenly came from outside the window, passed through the gap of the shutters, slapped the door panel with a screeching sound, and slammed it towards the door frame.

Crack-!

The whole room immediately returned to darkness. Lilith blew the candle in her hand at this time. A cluster of flames suddenly jumped up, and the light gradually lit up, revealing a beautiful and snow-white face.

"Nice spell." Yale commented with admiration.

"This is rune magic."

Mrs. Candied Fruit held the red candle in her hand, walked lightly to his side, stared at the flames swaying in the wind, and said with deep eyes:

"Although our family left the Highland Kingdom as early as a hundred years ago, the inheritance of Rune spells has been preserved, and I am the inheritor of this generation."

She had now changed into a long white silk-trimmed nightgown, with a lace-embroidered collar buttoned down to her neck, and a silver ribbon tied around her waist.

"Are you trying to intercede for the Highland Kingdom?" There was a hint of coldness in the black-haired knight's smile.

"Then what are you going to do with them? Fifteen million people, kill them all?" Lilith's charming lips were slightly raised, she sat gracefully beside him, and said softly:

"You can't do it."

"You're thinking too much, I'm almost overwhelmed by the Highland Kingdom and can't breathe." Yale shook his head, his pupils reflected the candlelight in her hand, and asked suspiciously:

"You asked me to come to your room just to tell me that you were Celtic a hundred years ago?"

"No, I'm still a Celtic now," she said in an irrefutable tone.

"..."

The black-haired knight leaned his back on the sofa and raised his eyebrows: "Are you crazy to say that I am a Celtic, who is about to deal with the Highland Kingdom?"

"Of course not." Lilith shook her head, with a mysterious smile on her face:

"Do you know my last name and full name?"

"Sorry, I don't care about this kind of thing at all." Yale noticed the smile on her face, stood up impatiently, and strode out the door:

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"My full name is Lilith Pandoragon, the eldest princess of the Highland Kingdom, if the Fannon family doesn't usurp the throne." Madam Candied suddenly raised her voice and said towards his back.

"..."

He stopped abruptly, stepped back quickly, and sat on the sofa all of a sudden: "If it's a joke, I guarantee you are dead."

"Do you think I'd joke about such a thing?"

Lilith rolled her eyes, stroked her forehead with one hand, and said crisply and quickly, "I have a complete family tree, royal inheritance, and the lost crown of the Highland Kingdom."

"Assuming what you said is true, what's the point of telling me this?" Yale turned to stare at each other, and asked blankly.

"I can let you deal with the Highland Kingdom in a different way, maybe it will be done once and for all." She held the red candle in front of the other party, her beautiful face flickering in the candlelight:

"Help me get the Highland Kingdom, and I will immediately betray the Free Alliance and fall into the arms of Rosevia."

"Sounds like a good idea." Yale pondered for a moment, then asked, "Who else knows your background? Governor Anderman is also your accomplice?"

"At present, only you and I know this secret. The Governor thinks that I am trying to seduce you, so that I can get more benefits on Celtic Island."

Lilith played with a strand of hair on her fingertips and glanced at him: "But I don't think I have this charm."

"Yes, but you are seeking greater interests now." He put his hands flat on the armrests of the sofa, looked straight out of the window, and said intently:

"If you restore your status as Queen of the Highlands, what will I gain?"

"I will provide you with funds. Since my grandfather, I have been saving funds for the restoration of the country. As long as you can help me get the Highland Kingdom, then I will fully support you."

Mrs. Candied put her attractive body next to him and showed a charming smile: "Of course, cooperation is a mutual thing. I will only pay you if I see hope."

"Oh? So how much is the hope worth now?" Yale asked in a low voice.

"200 million Sol." She said without hesitation.

"It seems that the highland throne is of high value in your heart."

The black-haired knight couldn't help laughing. He stared into each other's eyes: "Why do you want me to help you? If you donate the funds directly to His Majesty the Emperor, he might be very willing to give you the highlands."

"In business, pay attention to getting the maximum return with the minimum investment."

Lilith smiled slightly, then raised a thin white finger: "I don't have the right to bargain with His Majesty the Emperor. Maybe I can only get the title of a puppet queen in the end."

"Can you get a real queen by doing business with me?" He snorted coldly, his jet-black eyes bottomless.

"Yes, it's good for us all."

Madam Candied suddenly showed a seductive smile. She stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the other person's neck provocatively, and then said greasy:

"I will satisfy you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a large hand like iron pincers pinched her neck, lifted Lilith's seductive body in mid-air, and threw it heavily towards the bed in the center of the room.

"You greedy bitch, you actually want to use me to harm the interests of the empire." Yale strode to the bed, looked down at the woman curled up in the bill, and said sharply:

"You are insulting my loyalty to the motherland."

"Lord Governor... You don't have to do this at all, we can continue to talk about business." She smiled reluctantly with a look of fear on her face.

"It's not necessary."

The black-haired knight turned around and glanced at the pale Lilith: "You have only two ways to go now, either to discuss your highland throne with His Majesty the Emperor, or let me speak for you."

After that, he left the room without looking back.