Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"But...Caroline, you actually understand this?"

"Your Highness, this is simply knowledge obtained from books."

Neither of them has been in love at the moment. In fact, Caroline knows that whatever she says will be seriously considered and adopted by Her Majesty Victoria.

"Row."

Victoria nodded. She pressed the neatly folded official documents with her palms.

"When you help me deliver the official documents to the council hall later, call Grace's personal maid Sarah over. I have something to ask her."

Caroline bowed respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

At this point, Victoria let out a long sigh of relief. She crossed her fingers and put them against Yin Hong's lips, looking out the cold window.

I heard Sarah report before that the imperial sister has the habit of writing a diary.

The diary has been hidden secretly every time. Now maybe we should start from Grace's inner world to understand her current situation.

But the relaxed mood had not lasted for a few seconds when Victoria heard Caroline say the thing she least wanted to face now in a cold reporting tone.

"By the way, your royal sister, Her Royal Highness Grace, is looking for you. She said that she wants to take care of her worries."

78. It’s just the task of the system!finish hard

Victoria didn't know what to do with her sister.

Originally, she was supposed to be a beautiful little flower growing in her heart.

But now the flowers have withered, corroded, and turned into bloody sores on my heart.

It cannot be cured, nor can it be removed.

Victoria let out a long sigh, feeling overwhelmed and filled her chest, and she asked tentatively:

"Is Grace up now?"

"Yes, but the Secretary of the Interior, Dar Francis, has been waiting for you in the side hall of the Chamber of Deputies for a whole time after finishing the National Morning Meeting..."

Caroline glanced at the standing clock secretly, "It's been two hours, do you think...?"

The emperor of Rhine controlled the entire country by controlling the central council.

The Council is also composed of multiple departments such as national defense, education, justice, internal affairs, and magic associations. Each department coordinates and cooperates to jointly govern the country.

Although the church was independent of the Senate, the imperial power overrode the religious power, and in essence it still obeyed the emperor's orders.

The National Morning Meeting is usually held at eight o'clock in the morning and ends around ten o'clock. At this time, various ministers will return to their respective departments to issue instructions related to the emperor.

Dar Francis was not ranked high in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and could only barely reach the position of deputy minister. Although he was second only to the minister and deputy minister, what he did was not at all impressive.

Victoria's face was gloomy and her eyebrows were furrowed.

Four years ago, Dar Francis achieved some military honors in the Battle of Sina Valley. Later, he was entrusted by the original Archduke Francis to transfer to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The Francis family was a celebrity in the empire, and Grand Duke Francis controlled the empire's Ministry of Education, while the Ministry of the Interior was its own territory.

Archduke Francis has a close relationship with him. In the eyes of his father, he belongs to the Victoria faction from any point of view.

Victoria also knew about the incident of being released on bail six months ago.

I just didn't expect him to be so stupid as to be used as a knife.

No, maybe it's because he's playing a bright card and severing ties with himself?

Victoria sneered, her red eyes brightening like a cold poisonous snake dormant in the darkness, and she spoke the words of the devil lightly.

"I won't go. I heard that the winter in the empire is bone-chilling and it's extremely easy to get sick..."

"I heard that Duke Dar Francis has been ill recently."

Caroline straightened her back and listened to Her Majesty Victoria's orders like a robot executing orders.

On the left side of the desk is the model of the military soldier used for derivation.

Victoria lightly picked up a doll wearing an imperial blue military uniform and played with it carelessly.

"Tell him for me that the patient should have a good rest. The Ministry of the Interior does not need him to worry about it for the time being. Let him recuperate at home with his son."

"what……"

Victoria suddenly remembered something and her eyes lit up, with a bright smile on her gorgeous face. She deliberately reminded,

"By the way, remember to tell him that it might be useful to kneel on the ice lake for three days to pray to the goddess."

On the surface, the Francis family made money from the silk weaving industry, but secretly they filled their pockets by controlling casinos.

Victoria has always given the most severe punishment to betrayers.

For these greedy and fickle rotten insects, we must erect the shining sword of Damocles on their heads, and deeply carve the pain and consequences of betrayal into their minds, so that we can maintain relative stability. loyalty.

No betrayal will be allowed, and no mistakes will be allowed on this path.

Victoria's eyes were dark, snap, her slender hands tightly grasped the soldier doll, and knocked down the other doll mercilessly.

It was like a heavy hammer fell and sentenced someone to death.

"Gambling has been prevalent in the Empire's San Juan West District recently. Caroline, please ask people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to investigate this matter thoroughly recently."

Having been Victoria's personal maid for five years, Caroline clearly understood the silent anger of Her Royal Highness at this moment.

"Yes, Your Highness."

She respectfully obeyed Victoria's order, and then she looked at Victoria, whose forehead was covered with dark clouds, and asked cautiously,

"Then...where is your royal sister Grace?"

Every family has a hard time chanting. When it comes to the imperial sister, the woman who was originally as cold as a devil suddenly seemed to be deflated.

Victoria put down the doll helplessly and rubbed her temples in annoyance again.

"Let Sarah find the diary first..." - Only then would I have some confidence to meet the imperial sister.

After all, yesterday, the imperial sister endured the severe pain in her ankle and climbed up in a big circle just to kiss herself.

Victoria felt dizzy when she thought of that gentle touch and the moonlight last night.

……

Grace wakes up only slightly later than Victoria.

Of course, the first thing she did was to take a look at the official document on the desk on the left.

Victoria's character was cautious and careful, leaving basically no useful clues.

The magic crystal is leaking out...

Grace pondered for a long time on the bed with her eyes lowered, and finally called the maid to send a message to Victoria:

"Can you please call the Emperor's sister here... I want to be someone who can relieve the Emperor's sister from her worries."

If a person does not want to be abandoned emotionally, then he can only give reasons why he cannot be abandoned in terms of interests.

The disguise of the beloved imperial sister, no, this should be the true face of the fifth princess.

Because it is sincere, it will not be exposed.

The thin gauze curtain of the princess bed hangs from the top of the tent, dimly framing a small world.

He is the little bird bound and entangled by nameless threads, unable to fly high.

But now my body is too weak, and it takes about two weeks of recovery from an ankle injury before I can get out of bed.

By the time she had the power to move freely, Victoria had already gone to the northeast to fight the rebellion.

Grace lay half-lying on the head of the bed, holding her chin with her index finger, thinking as hard as she could.

You must start with other methods.

Grace is not a rigid and ignorant person. Her deliberate weakness in challenging the limits of the game is not inconsistent with using all possible means to achieve her own goals.

Maybe the system? ……magic?

Grace once again opened the system panel for the first time in a long time.

As a butter system, generally only the attribute layout of the strategy object is displayed.

For Grace, there is basically no information other than showing the SP energy bar and skills.

Character Grace [SP: 3/3]

Skills: [Advanced Holy Flame] [Mirror of Insight]

The SP energy value has not been consumed by myself...it is naturally full.

Grace moved her eyes to Avro, the strategy option.

【Saint Aphra】

【Favourability: 62】

【Sanity: 75】

【Compliance: 20】

【Experience: 0】

[Commentary: The candidate for the saint that everyone loves. 】

As long as she opens Avro's mission and achievement panel, Grace can feel the bad breath coming towards her face.

【Forced love.Perform an angry sex session when Avro is extremely angry, and the reward will be: Surrounded by Frost]

【Sufficiency is justice.Use any means to make Avro have special feelings for his feet.Reward: Sandstorm]

[Slaanesh is greater than reason.Please let Avro cry out in excitement, reward: Water Movement]

【Human furniture.Let Avro remain the furniture and use it personally for 10 minutes, reward: Dark Perception]

[Master of tumbled rope.Please let Avro experience the charm of rope placement, reward: touch of weakness]

【role play.Please let Afro achieve full excitement in the taboo role-playing, reward: Blade of Light]

……

There are still many such shady tasks, and Grace's tense and cold face can't help it.

How are these tasks to be accomplished?

Although rewards are also important, right...

For the first time, Grace felt that the reward and task mechanisms of Butter World were unreasonable.

She picked and thought over and over again, clenching her fists again and again, how about trying task four?

It should be easy to ask Avro to pretend to be a chair and sit for 10 minutes.

Sighing solemnly and helplessly, Grace looked up at the two ceilings, feeling both a sense of expectation of challenge and a sense of unknown fear.

To be honest, her needs for love and sex are minimal.

Because her life is filled with more important goals, and she never expects love from others.

Without expectations, there is no need and there will be no disappointment.

Grace relaxed her body sadly, like a fish drying up on the shore, breathing weakly.

Yesterday's kiss, yesterday's hug, I hated it so much that I wanted to vomit, I hated it so much that my whole body trembled and fell subconsciously, but I was finally overcome by my determination to achieve my goal.

She can risk her whole body and soul without hesitation to reach her other shore, but she is afraid of the next moment that has been decided.

What are you afraid of?

The confusion in her heart didn't give her an answer, and Grace's eyes drifted to the bright and gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling.

Knock, knock, knock on the door sounded rhythmically.

Her thoughts returned and Grace sat upright.

She cleared her throat, placed a quiet book between her legs as a cover, and ordered in a cold voice,

"come in."

The steps are as brisk as a deer, the golden hair is floating in the air like ears of wheat, and the angelic and holy face approaches brightly, like the iris in April, warm and beautiful.

The candidate saint, Miss Avro, was wearing a refreshing white dress today. She hung her red woolen cloak on the hanger and greeted herself warmly.