My queen is rebelling!

Asuna's actions were very swift. After sending Isabella away, she couldn't wait to pack her bags and set off for Eifen.

Similarly, on the route from the Central Empire to the Northwest Continent, there was also a beautiful lady with the same destination as Asuna.

Windsor Deller Windrunner, the personal envoy of Her Majesty Empress Xenise Klein of the Central Empire, had finally gotten a thirty-day vacation and was enjoying the journey along the official road from the Central Empire to Eifen.

Having been confined for more than a year, Windsor Deller rarely had the chance to relax, and she had long forgotten the tasks given to her by Her Majesty the Empress and her teacher, Viktor.

As a seasoned foodie, she had been enjoying all kinds of local delicacies along the way.

Even more wonderful was that the Winged Elf lady, under the guise of Her Majesty the Empress's personal envoy, was indulging in a spree of official corruption, public-funded eating and drinking, and having a great time in the various countries along the way.

The nobles and officials of various regions, in order to please the envoy by the side of Her Majesty the Empress of the Central Empire, showed Windsor Deller extreme respect and hospitality.

Originally, with her strength and the racial talent of the Winged Elves, she should have arrived in Florence long ago.

But this delay along the way meant that she had only just arrived in the Northwest Continent after almost twenty days.

If Her Majesty the Empress hadn't received intelligence that an elf was using her name to eat and drink wildly outside,

and sternly warned her with a communication stone, Windsor Deller would probably still be wandering on the road.

With the Empress's warning, Windsor Deller sped up her progress and soon arrived in the Kingdom of Ceylon, a neighboring country of Eifen.

This time, she didn't act too ostentatiously, and entered quietly without notifying the royal family.

However, her not notifying them didn't mean that no one would take notice of her.

To enter Eifen from the Kingdom of Ceylon, one had to pass through the fiefdom of Duke Gavin, one of the most powerful nobles in the country.

Windsor Deller, who had been traveling with great fanfare, had naturally attracted the attention of the Kingdom of Ceylon long ago, and they had even figured out her destination.

Therefore, the Gavin family, as the host on the inevitable route, took on the task of entertaining her.

When Windsor Deller approached Duke Gavin's fiefdom, she found that His Grace the Duke had already led a large group to wait respectfully at the entrance.

Windsor Deller thought to herself—

I'm sorry, Your Majesty Klein, this isn't what I asked for. People are actively coming to me, and as an envoy of a great power, I can't refuse them, can I?

The Winged Elf lady quickly convinced herself, with a cheerful smile on her face, and accepted His Grace the Duke's warm hospitality with peace of mind.

After enjoying a few days of delicacies, Windsor Deller finally felt a pang of conscience and remembered the task she was carrying.

She casually asked Ipherio Gavin, the eldest son of Duke Gavin, who had been diligently attending to her these past few days:

"There is actually one, and it seems to be related to the ancient Elf race!"

Upon hearing about the ancient Elf race, Windsor Deller's interest was instantly piqued, and she quickly asked:

"What place is it, and where is it?"

Ipherio recalled:

"It's not far from here, just on the road to Eifen.

It's a place called the 'Starfall Valley'. It is said that it is the site of a research institute of the collapsed Arcane Empire thousands of years ago."

Windsor Deller asked:

"The ruins of the Arcane Empire, shouldn't it be very lively there!"

Ipherio shook his head:

"That valley is very strange, shrouded in Nightmare Mist all year round. It is said that once you are affected by the Nightmare Mist, you will see all kinds of terrifying and bizarre scenes.

It's like experiencing a nightmare.

There are also many scattered arrays and extremely unstable magic tides in the valley.

In addition, it's just an abandoned research institute, and there are no treasures worth exploring.

Moreover, due to the various strange studies conducted at that time, it is very likely that some not-so-good creatures have been bred inside.

Therefore, except for some adventurers who don't value their lives, almost no one pays attention to it.

However, if Miss Windrunner is interested, I can organize a few experienced adventure groups to accompany you in to take a look.

According to records, that place was where the Arcane Empire researched the magic of the ancient Elf race, you might gain something if you go."

Windsor Deller's pupils flickered with excitement, her eyes full of curiosity and a desire to explore.

After estimating the time, Miss Windsor Deller decisively chose to go.

As for the "child" king waiting for her treatment, Windsor Deller only considered it for a second in her mind.

Thinking, since he's been silly for so long, what's the harm in another day or two.

When I find some profound ancient Elf magic, it might be more effective for your treatment!

Windsor Deller once again convinced herself and prepared to embark on her adventure with peace of mind.

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Cohen naturally didn't know that someone might be one step ahead of him in obtaining the "Concentric Curse Seal" that he was thinking about.

However, if he knew that it was an elf, and a Windrunner at that, he would be even more expectant.

These days, he has been interested in a young secretary.

Herman is a new member of the Cabinet, one of the life secretaries of Grand Judge Baron Gore, usually handling some trivial daily affairs for His Grace the Grand Judge.

It's a position that's both big and small.

Small, after all, he's someone by the side of a Cabinet minister, and there's also the saying of being the second-in-command.

Big, the Grand Judge's secretaries can form a company, and Herman is not particularly outstanding among them.

Moreover, where a secretary can go depends on what extent they can solve problems in the future.

If you encounter a cold-hearted leader who doesn't care about the life or death of their subordinates, there are many secretaries who don't have a good life.

Herman's hair was neatly combed back, without a single strand out of place. He was not tall, but very capable.

His lips were always tightly pursed, and he rarely smiled.

He didn't have many friends, and he rarely interacted with the officials and nobles of Florence.

He was neither cold nor warm to people. If it weren't for his overly sensitive position, almost no one would be willing to deal with him.

His face was always expressionless, and he would only force out a few stiff smiles when facing His Grace the Grand Judge.

Herman lived alone. This day, after getting off work and returning home, his steady steps slowly stopped at the door.

He glanced around, no one was there.

Suddenly, a stern killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the aura of a Silver Peak instantly rose.

At this moment, a frivolous laugh came from inside the door:

"The 'Phantasmancer' said that you are one of the most astute secret agents under his command, but I think your skills are just average."

Hearing the stranger's words, Herman's face was cold and stern, and he asked in a deep voice:

"From 'Black Tomb'?"

Cohen's sneering voice came from inside the door:

"I say, you're not planning to meet me through a door, are you!"

(Tomorrow at the same time, it will be on the shelves at eight o'clock! Please support the first order, brothers! Then there will be a shelf speech before eight o'clock. In order to give back to everyone's support for more than a month, I have combined my personal work experience to write a two-thousand-word public examination strategy behind the speech, which is absolutely dry goods! Students who are in college and have just graduated and want to take the public examination must read it!)