Original Vampire

The heavy snow has changed the color of Heaven and Earth.

In this heavy snow, a team of about 300 people is advancing in the direction of Silver Moon City.

Eight Knights wearing red armor, holding the "Jingshi Feiyan" flag, rode at the forefront of the team.

The half-elf civilians on the side of the road saw this banner and were so scared to kneel and salute.

Because, Jingshi Feiyan is the badge of the Glorious Empire Imperial Family.

In a luxurious carriage in the center of the team, a thirteen-fourteen-year-old boy was looking at a piece of information that the attendant had just sent in, with a look of surprise on his face.

From his clothing style and chest badge, it is not difficult to guess that this young boy is the Eldest Prince of the Empire—His Royal Highness Harrison·Saint Lorenzo.

"Mother, the Pegasus Legion of the East was wiped out under Silver Moon City..."

Queen Midella was leaning languidly at this time He collapsed, covered with a thick fox fur. After hearing his son's question, his eyes did not open, and his tone lightly said:

"The East has not fought for so many years, and the army has been so unbearable. Did I lose to half-elf."

"And Black Cavalry."

"Black Cavalry?"

"Yes, it should be from The remnant army that escaped from Shadow Canyon, according to intelligence, has 8,000 troops."

Queen Midella then opened her eyes, revealing a curious look.

Prince Harrison hurriedly passed the information over, and said in doubt: "Mother, why didn't this Black Cavalry remnant escape back to the north, but went to Silver Moon City instead?"

"Because their mission is to protect Vera, and Vera is still in Silver Moon City." Queen Midella gave a reason casually, but her eyes were fixed on the name of Viscount Anglia on the intelligence.

I don't know what I remembered, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the queen's pretty face.

Prince Harrison seemed to believe this reason. After hesitating for a moment, he asked again: "Mother, Duke Saint Hild, Duke Saint Prolos, and the half-elf royal family. They should all be vassals of father. Right?"

"Yes."

"Then...Should we stop them from fighting each other like this?"

Queen Midellahearing this , Looked up into the eyes of his son, smiled and asked: "Do you want the vassals of the Saint Lorenzo family to be in harmony with each other and get along with each other?"

"Isn't it right?" Prince Harrison's eyes were full It is doubt.

"Harrison, do you think that with the strength of the Saint Lorenzo family, you can beat the northern border?"

"It should be possible."

"That What about the North and the East?"

"..." Prince Harrison hesitated, and did not dare to make a statement for a while.

"Plus the Western border, or even the southern border?" Queen Midella looked coldly, "Tell me, if the dukes of the four realms unite, what should the Saint Lorenzo family do?"

Prince Harrison suddenly burst into cold sweat and said nothing.

However, Queen Midella didn't seem to let her son easily let go, just staring at him all the time, waiting for his answer.

For a while, Prince Harrison replied cautiously: "mother, are you not Duke Saint Hild's biological younger sister? I also have Saint Hild family blood in my body. It shouldn't be against the Imperial Family in the north. Huh?"

"Hehe, are there few intermarriage among the Paladin families in the empire? If marriage can solve all political problems, there will be no war in this world.

When a wise lord decides the position of the family, he will only consider benefits, not marry a few women."

Prince Harrison opened his mouth, a little dumbfounded.

He wanted to ask his mother, if one day the Northern Territory really stood on the opposite side of the Imperial Family, which side would she help?

But after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't have the guts to ask such a question.

Thinking about it, Prince Harrison said again: "Isn’t there a [Sacred Covenant]? Do the Duke of the Four Realms dare to tear up the agreement, abandon the promise, and challenge the status of the Saint Lorenzo family?"

Queen Midella snered: "Harrison, remember that all verbal promises and paper agreements can be betrayed at any time. If you want to ensure the loyalty of your vassals, you can only rely on your own strength. "

Prince Harrison was nodded a bit arduously: "I see, mother. Therefore, we cannot bring the dukes of the four realms together, we must make them contradict each other, so that the Saint Lorenzo family can maintain the empire The strength control."

Queen Midella then showed a pleased smile, reached out her hand and gently touched her son’s hair, nodded and said: "Yes. You have to remember that the Saint Lorenzo family is supernatural The guarantee of status lies in the balance and mutual restraint of the four realms."

Prince Harrison was nodded heavily, keeping the mother's words in his heart.

He then asked again: "So, what about the semi-elf kingdom? How should we treat this kind of Subsidiary Country?"

"This kind of small country doesn't need to spend too much thought." Queen Della's expression is obviously much more casual, "However, judging from this battle, the semi-elf army seems to have some merits, but it is worth drawing in."

"Then I still follow the original Planning to crown Queen Aisha?"

Queen Midella looked towards her son with interest: "Do you have any other ideas?"

Looking at mother With an encouraging look, Prince Harrison plucked up the courage and said:

"I think that although the Modwin family claimed to give way to the Miller family, it is inevitable that persecution and threats are inevitable. If I give Aisha · The crowning of a usurper like Miller will give more ambitious empires hope?

So, I think Queen Aisha should be deposed and the Modwin family should be restored to the throne. Come, whether the Modwin family is out of gratitude or seeking support, they must follow the Saint Lorenzo family closely."

"What you said makes sense." Queen Midella admiredly nodded.

Prince Harrison just smiled, but listened to his mother to continue: "But do you know the consequences of refusing to crown Aisha Miller?"

"What is it?"

"It is the resentment of the half-elf clan, and the dissatisfaction of the North. If it is more serious, maybe you don't want to get out of Silver Moon City intact."

Prince Harrison His smile instantly solidified, and he whispered a little trembling in fear: "It's not...so serious, right?"

Queen Midella's face was extremely serious: "Harrison, you need to know, It is just a joke that there is no corresponding strength to support the strategy.

You want to depose Queen Aisha? But have you ever wondered how lofty is her status in the heart of the semi-elf after this big victory? Doing so will arouse half-elf resentment?

Do you want to righteous the Modwin family? But they don’t have the strength and reputation to support them, can it be that you can win a half-elf with just a word of you The allegiance of the soldiers?

There is also the Northern Territory, they will willingly watch you take away the half-elf kingdom that they paid a great price to control easily?

Is it you? Are you going to rely on the three-hundred-man guards outside to left and right half of the situation in the Elf Kingdom?"

Listening to the mother's questioning, Prince Harrison was suddenly sweating.

The young prince was obviously frightened by the danger contained in the political battle.

When Queen Midella saw this, she sighed softly and pulled her young son into her arms, comforted: "Harrison, you have a lot to learn, but before that, you must remember Live, talk less, do less, observe more.

Young lion cubs must learn to hide their fangs and sharp claws, because they will not frighten the enemy, but will only cause fear and vigilance."

"Yes, mother, I will obediently crown Queen Aisha." Prince Harrison buried his head in his mother's arms and muttered.

"En." Queen Midella rubbed her son's hair, and reminded, "In addition, you should also pay attention to drawing in Viscount Anglia from the north."

" Why?"

"Because he is now the real master of the semi-elf kingdom."

Prince Harrison lifts the head for unknown reasons, but he saw that his mother didn't mean to explain further.

He stared at the last sentence of the intelligence in a daze.

That sentence is impressive--

Queen Aisha is pregnant.