The sin of wearing a crown

Linn's pace slowed down unconsciously in the room, holding the manuscript in his hand, and from time to time he would ask the passing maid.

"Where is Tully?"

After all, I still felt a little guilty. I didn't know how to face the complexity of this lady who worked so hard to find useful information for me. The wheelchair lady's tantrum was forcibly stopped by the Countess' sarcasm. Lin En was completely unsure of what kind of state she was in now.

If possible, Linn hoped that Atali had not found the Immortal Flower and the Holy Sword from various erudite materials, although this was unlikely for her who was so knowledgeable.

But Linn was indeed somewhat interested in the Holy Sword.

Judging from some scattered information he scanned in the [Lamp Holder] archives, the Holy Sword, a thing recognized by the gods for the creation of demigods, may have something to do with divinity, and the patterns reflected are all ordinary and extraordinary. In the eyes of the reader, a miracle appears out of nothing.

Considering the [evil] appearance of Diaomin Lin En.

And the Black Holy Grail.

In the future, it is estimated that it will be a matter of time before you encounter the existence of the Zhengshen series. Unless you can be a tortoise for the rest of your life, it would be good to learn about Zhengshen in advance if you have the opportunity. In addition, since the Black Holy Grail chewed up the divinity of [Painless Apostle], apart from providing some information, Linn always felt that something had changed in her.

It seems to be due to the structure of the spirit child. Unfortunately, Lin En's exploration of the Black Holy Grail was limited by his own incompetence, so he could only wander around the most superficial level, but this also benefited him a lot.

Lin En was mentally prepared. After asking four or five maids in a row, he finally found out that Aitali had just run to the open space behind the mansion to relax with an expressionless face.

The maids looked at the young gentleman like a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing.

There were two timid people who looked calm and resigned when they were pulled by Lin En. They almost made Lin En angry and vomited blood. In their eyes, was Emotion himself a pile driving maniac? He is not a demon hunter who subdues a sorceress with a flesh sword. He also pays great attention to emotions, okay?

In this depressed inner chatter, Linn stepped into the pasture.

For a moment, his mood suddenly became much calmer.

It is so beautiful. There are only a few scattered small trees standing upright in the vast and slightly undulating hilly grassland. The rest of the place is green with a hint of golden color. In the rented pasture, the herders are leisurely and comfortable. The animals that are so fat in late autumn.

Even with a glance, Lin En could feel the smooth and plump mouth.

Lin En quickly found his target in this beautiful scenery of the late autumn grassland. Miss Aitali was under a small tree not far away, her fingers were moving something unknown, and her expression could not be called melancholy. She couldn't be called happy. She seemed to have regained her original tranquility after a brief moment of emotional loss.

When the little gentleman slowly walked over, the two sheep with the lines drawn by Atali's fingers were spinning in circles, one black and one white. The harmonious and natural scene revealed a certain rhythm.

It would be better if they didn't poop.

"I……"

"You didn't do anything wrong. I just lost control of my emotions. There is no need for you to apologize."

Just as Lin En was about to speak, he was interrupted by the lady in the wheelchair. As arrogant and strong as ever, she took back the collection of manuscripts she had just thrown away from him, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed. This rubbing of the original manuscript from the University of Livia is of great collection value.

"No, I want to apologize for my oversight."

Lin En still lowered his head a little stubbornly, and took the initiative to hold her thin shoulder with one hand like a close friend. Aitali twisted her body slightly and acquiesced to his physical movements. At least she didn't dislike it.

It was really frustrating to meet the young gentleman.

Aitali's mood didn't seem to be in a bad state, and Linn felt relieved. The effect of this accidental collision was better than Linn imagined. Aitali followed the force and leaned closer to him. The corner of her bright eyes glanced at the blurry figure in the window in the distance, and her lips slowly opened. Hedao.

"Are you interested in listening to my story? I told you before on the carriage that if there is a chance, I plan to have a chat with you."

"It's what I asked for."

Lin En immediately said that he liked listening to stories the most. If he hadn't been afraid of exposing scars and being immoral, he would have gone to ask Yevni about something. After all, there are stories like Clark and Robin in front of them. Sometimes, if you can take the initiative to tell some stories, you might be able to untie some knots and avoid certain tragedies.

Aitali coughed twice, moistened her throat in a somewhat charming manner, and then slowly recounted what happened to her that year.

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Ten years ago, the late King of Albion passed away.

In this era, it is very possible for even an emperor to suddenly die of laughter one day. However, the death of the late king was a bit strange at that time, which cast a shadow over what happened next. According to the preference and tradition of the late king, the eldest prince Baldwin should have ascended the throne, but the late king's will was to pass the throne to the second prince Lester.

The friction and collision between the two interest groups with different bets began.

The second prince's faction accuses the eldest prince of murdering the late king, and the eldest prince's faction accuses the second prince of tampering with the imperial edict. The evidence in hand can prove that the other's ass is not clean.

In this era, most of the upper echelons of the country's royal family had some kind of kinship relationship.

If the heir of your country comes from a shady background, it is very likely that other countries will join forces to sanction him.

The two princes and their subordinates had already put all their chips on the gambling table and the losers started to take action. Kidnapping and assassination were routine operations. They mobilized the army to hold demonstrations in the square of the royal capital and announced who supported whom and who was the big winner. , even the mid-level Beyonders were inevitably involved.

The most famous bombardment of the Royal Palace occurred at that time.

Poor Albion's lovely little princess died inexplicably during the bombardment. It is said that when people found her body afterwards, it had been beaten by shrapnel, creating an extremely curious scene. Soon, the second prince, who had the blessing of the imperial edict, gained the upper hand and declared the eldest prince's faction as rebels, and began a comprehensive investigation and trial.

This kind of battle also spread to the [Steam City]. At that time, the Sifen family and the Campbell family of Atali were the families who abided by the imperial edict. The cruel struggle caused a bloody storm. Naturally, these two powerful and academic families were attacked. Targeted care for rebels.

So, one day, Yevni and Atali were attacked by an extremely shameless attacker, and one of the attackers even included a Sequence 6.