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#427 - What you see is not necessarily true

Having eaten someone's food makes one soft-spoken, and taking someone's gift makes one obligated. With Klein's food in his belly, Aymore stopped complaining. The night passed relatively peacefully for the entire group.

Because Aymore wanted to keep an eye on Klein, he slept next to him. Klein, on the other hand, was too energetic to sleep, so he took out the strange object, Little Frog, and had it "croak" beside Aymore's tent all night.

Klein was constantly worried that Qianyu might do something strange at night, but thankfully, she was quite well-behaved that night.

For the next two days, the entire group marched in silence. Aymore wasn't sure why, but he felt that the atmosphere on the way to the War Hammer Academy was different this year.

In the past, these conscription missions were relaxed, but this year, it seemed unusually heavy, as if something serious was about to happen.

It wasn't just Aymore; even Klein sensed that the atmosphere was off. Qianyu had been too silent along the way.

From afar, Klein looked at the War Hammer Academy. The three great academies of the Empire each had its own characteristics. The Royal Academy was like a military base producing soldiers, and Hotzworg was like an ancient relic.

But the War Hammer Academy was like a stern fortress.

It didn't resemble a school in the slightest. Even the sign at the entrance was small, but in the Northern Border, no one could underestimate this place.

The War Hammer Academy trained the second-highest number of soldiers each year, second only to the Royal Academy. However, the Royal Academy's students were sent in all directions, while the War Hammer Academy almost exclusively deployed its students to the Northern Border.

A large number of War Hammer Academy graduates held positions in the Northern Border Army, and they possessed immeasurable potential.

Qianyu waved her hand at the soldier who made the announcement:

"Go and inform them that I've arrived."

"Yes!"

......

Inside the Royal Academy, Nesserio was sitting in front of a huge mirror. It seemed strange for a warrior to use such a large mirror, but this mirror soon revealed its unique nature.

The image in the mirror wasn't a reflection of the room, but a pale-skinned woman standing there. Everything about her was perfect, except for two flaws: she was missing one eye, and she had a large hole in her chest where her heart should have been.

Moreover, her eye and heart had been gouged out. The empty socket and chest cavity were filled with chaotic energy, making the woman look somewhat evil.

Nesserio didn't speak; he simply stared at the woman in the mirror, his eyes filled with infatuation and hatred, until Nocrian walked in.

"Teacher, Her Highness the Imperial Princess has arrived."

Nesserio finally came back to his senses. He turned to look at Nocrian, the coldness in his eyes making Nocrian shiver involuntarily.

"So she's here. We'll have to meet eventually."

Nesserio's tone was calm, but Nocrian wore an expression of shame.

"I'm sorry, Teacher. It was my suggestion to kill that Kain, and I didn't bring Amy and Ib back either. It's all my fault!"

Nesserio shook his head:

"The suggestion to kill Kain wasn't wrong. His Northern Border integration plan would change the situation we've created in the Northern Border. Killing him was inevitable.

Your mistake was underestimating him. Although Amy's abilities were countered, if the three of you had acted together, coordinating with each other to compensate for your weaknesses, that Kain guy, no matter how strong he was, couldn't have been a match for the three of you."

If there was such a thing as regret pills, Nocrian would probably have eaten half a pound of them by now, but unfortunately, there weren't any.

In this battle, he had lost two important teammates. Amy and Ib were true brothers in life and death, which was the most regrettable thing.

"Teacher, that Kain is Her Highness the Imperial Princess's man. Perhaps Her Highness has already learned something from it. Today's conscription is a facade; the real purpose is to test us. I think we should make some preparations."

"Preparations? Prepare what? To assassinate the Imperial Princess?" Nesserio glanced at Nocrian, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

If he wasn't short-handed, Nesserio would have crippled someone with Nocrian's personality long ago.

"I'm sorry, Teacher, I was wrong! I feel that we really need to think carefully about how to deal with the Imperial Princess's attack."

Nocrian lowered his head, although he admitted his mistake, his tone still held some resentment.

"Qianyu won't attack us. Nocrian, even now, you're still looking at the world with your eyes. In this regard, you're far inferior to Ib and Amy.

The strength that many people display is just the strength they want you to see. Her Highness the Imperial Princess's strength isn't just those six fifth-order confidants.

She has always been the actual controller of the entire Northern Border Army. From the first day she arrived in the Northern Border, she has been undermining Yorn's power.

If Qianyu didn't have enough strength, do you think Yorn would have tacitly allowed Qianyu to undermine him like this?

You just suffered a loss from that Kain guy, and you've already forgotten the mistakes you made, only thinking about revenge. Is that what you want to do?

According to you, that Kain is at most 25 years old. What kind of power do you think could cultivate such an expert? And why would such an expert willingly become the Imperial Princess's pawn?"

Nesserio's words made Nocrian break out in a cold sweat and immediately calmed down.

However, what neither of them expected was that Klein would be willing to be a pawn because the Imperial Princess had slept with him, and then their interests were highly complementary, which led to their cooperation.

"Teacher! Do you mean that Her Highness the Imperial Princess has a transcendent expert by her side?"

"Yes, not only transcendent, but a very powerful transcendent. If she didn't have enough strength, how could old Yorn, with his temper, have obediently abdicated in front of Qianyu.

Qianyu's mind is very deep. She is the kind of woman who can be patient. Even if she discovers something, she won't act rashly without being certain."

"Then what is the purpose of Her Highness the Imperial Princess coming to the academy today?"

"I don't know, but with her intelligence, she should have noticed some things that she had previously ignored. The main purpose of this visit is not us, but her sister, Qianxun."

A gloating light flashed in Nesserio's eyes. For him, the more chaotic Tyrrella was, the better. This kingdom should have been destroyed long ago.

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