The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

But the nearest enemy of the entire Leopold should also be thousands of miles away, the demons on the border.

"Drive, haha, horse drive..."

Outside the window, there was a noise.

Celesia lowered her gaze. In the garden of the palace, a handsome man in his twenties was riding on the body of his attendant, waving an unsharp blade in his hand, charging towards the flowing fountain like a knight.

Many maids and guards surrounded him nervously, for fear that he would bump into him, but on the man's unshaven face, there was a childlike and innocent smile.

——That was his elder brother, the eldest prince Albert Leopold, a fool who was born with mental retardation.

In the entire palace, only he, who was out of place, was still happy.

"Your Majesty said, come in."

The knight quickly responded, the axes and halberds staggered in front of the gate rose, and the gate opened automatically.

In the gorgeous room, a majestic middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Bellerand under the sun through the high balcony.

Aldridge III, the true ruler of this country.

"Father."

Celesia walked into the room, rolled up her skirt and saluted respectfully. There was not even a maid in the huge room, and it seemed empty and deserted. Only the door closed silently behind her.

Aldrich III didn't respond, and continued to watch.

The imperial palace is located in the center of Bellerand, on a very high terrain, from which it can overlook almost half of the city.

Bounded by the sparkling ancient Rhine River, the low and criss-crossed circle outside, like residential houses shrouded in shadows, is the lower city.

Inside, on the side close to the imperial palace, there are buildings full of artistic atmosphere, arranged in an orderly manner, like a pruned flower garden, as if bathed in sunshine forever.

That's uptown.

Aldrich III liked to look at the city from here, because many of the scenery can only be appreciated when you see it with your own eyes.

For example, this city, seen from here, looks like a big tree standing in the sun and its shadow.

The more luxuriant the foliage, the more massive the shadow.

But for a tree, having too many branches and leaves is not necessarily a good thing.

"It's getting cold." Aldrich III suddenly said with emotion after seeing something else.

"Autumn is here."

Celesia was silent for a moment: "Father, remember to add more clothes."

"I thought you wouldn't care about things here."

"The fire is burning to your feet, how can you not care?"

Celesia laughed at herself, and asked straight to the point:

"So, Father, who is our enemy?"

"Enemy? Heh, the word "enemy" is not used correctly. What we are going to face this time is not a human being."

Aldrich III turned his head and stared at his daughter, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. In those eyes, which were as icy blue as Celisia's, there was a deeper indifference and coldness than Celesia's.

But after the indifference, there was still a tinge of relief.

"Since you're here, join me in today's political discussion. In the blink of an eye, you're already this old. It's time to see the world."

"Political discussion..."

Chewing this word, Celicia's cold eyes dimmed slightly, and she glanced at this empty and gorgeous room again from the corner of her eye:

"Father, isn't Brother Andrew here?"

Andrew Leopold, her second brother, is the one who is most qualified to stand beside her father when it comes to political discussions.

"He went to spend the summer at his estate in the country."

"To avoid the heat..."

It's autumn now...

"The boy said that he suffered from fever fear again, and he may not come back until winter, but forget it, he has had this problem since he was a child, and as a father, I can't be too harsh on him, can I?

Who made him my only son now. "

Aldrich III turned around and walked back to the room from the balcony, and poured himself a glass of red wine with his own hands, the ruby ​​on his finger shone with the same crystal color as the wine.

Celesia's eyes became more and more puzzled.

"Want to drink? The tribute wine from Hill Winery."

"Thank you father, I won't drink."

"Ah, I almost forgot, you are not allowed to drink alcohol."

As if thinking of something interesting, Aldrich's stern face unexpectedly had a soft smile on his face.

He took a sip, then put down his wine glass, turned around and put on the large gown that was made of ermine fur and the best silk, and inlaid with luxurious gold threads and precious stones, and then buttoned the robes that were usually worn in a strange way. A complex pendant like a hidden button and a mink tail that several maids can complete in a short period of time.

"Damn it, I told those tailors to make it easier for me. Those tailors are worse than the nobles. If I say it, I will cut off their heads sooner or later."

"...Father, do you want my help?"

"I haven't been so old and dim."

It took a full 10 minutes for Aldridge III to put on his robe. He walked out of the room, and picked up the scepter that he placed by the wall, which symbolized the supreme dignity... the sword next to it. .

He hung the sword at his waist and hid it in his robes as wide as a cloak.

"Let's go, the time is almost up."

The door opened again silently, and the knight half-kneeled outside the door respectfully.

A maid bowed her waist, holding a copper basin full of hot water and towels in her hands.

"Your Majesty, please wash your hands."

Aldrich III nodded slightly. He has a slight obsession with cleanliness, so he needs to clean his hands frequently.

He stretched out his hands and put them into the copper basin.

But the moment his hand was about to touch the hot water in the basin, he suddenly stopped.

Through the reflection of the hot water in the basin, one can see his indifferent gaze, shifted for a moment without any trace.

With a hint of sarcasm.

The little finger moved slightly.

Celicia's silver-white hair was suddenly flicked, and a breeze blew up in the wide corridor.

There was a biting chill in the wind.

puff.

Like the sound of bubbles being punctured, it sounded suddenly, so clearly.

There was blood splatter.

The short figure hidden in the shadow of the knight moved in front of Aldrich III at the moment Celesia didn't even notice, drew out the dagger in his hand, and...

Pierce the maid's body.

At this time, the panic and fear on the maid's face had just emerged, and her hand trembled, shaking off the dagger hidden in the towel.

assassin?

Only then did Celesia react, her hands were condensed with a chill... It didn't work.

The forbidden spell covering the palace sealed off all the flow of magic power, and no magic and gods could be activated here.

Therefore, no matter how clever an assassin is, in this palace, they can only use the unpretentious method of stabbing with a dagger.

— but it is undoubtedly very stupid.

The dagger accurately pierced the maid's vitals, but the maid did not die immediately. She stood up staggeringly, and all the panic and fear on her face faded away, turning into an unspeakable frenzy and ferocity.

"The moon lives forever!"

She rushed towards Aldrich III again, unarmed.

"The moon lives forever!"

boom!

The thunderous hum reverberated, almost stinging people's eardrums.

That was the sound of huge axes and halberds tearing the air brutally.

The ax and halberd, weighing more than a thousand catties, was like a child's toy in the hands of the guard knight. It swept across the air in a beautiful arc in an instant, and precisely cut on the maid's flying body.

The maid's body was split in two, and the disgusting internal organs and blood splattered everywhere.

The dim light flickered in the hands of the short figure, and the transparent shield expanded rapidly, blocking all the filth from splashing for Aldrich III and Celesia.

The patrolling guards quickly surrounded the place, eliminating any possibility of further danger.

But the stench of flesh and blood still spread uncontrollably.

Aldrich III was still expressionless, he just looked coldly at half of his body, but was still wriggling and struggling on the ground, crawling towards him, as if he was the maid who wanted to drag him into hell together.

"I know you, the maid who changes my clothes every day, you are one of them."

"Sigh... slightly..., the moon... is about to...fall..."

The maid stared at Aldrich III with vicious eyes, obviously the vitality was gradually dissipating, but there was an insane smile on the corner of her mouth:

"The kingdom of God... will cleanse everything... and I... will live forever under the light of the moon... giggle... forever."

"It seems that there is no way to communicate."

Aldrich III moved his fingers slightly.

The howling wind sounded again, and the ax and halberd fell, completely smashing half of the maid's body into a pulp.

The guards swarmed up to clean up the remains, wipe the blood, and clean the ground. They were extremely proficient, as if they had practiced many times.

In less than a minute, the brand-new red carpet was laid on the wide corridor again, and everything looked clean and new.

The knight once again stood quietly behind Aldrich III like a statue, and after saluting him, the short figure silently faded away and merged into the shadow like ink dripping into the water.

As if nothing had happened.

Only the faint smell of blood still remained.

"A follower of the moon?"

Celisia was still cold, but her tone was still inadvertent, with a hint of disbelief that she didn't realize.

"The palace was actually infiltrated by evil believers?"

"Blind faith is the most difficult thing to kill in this world, isn't it? That's why I hate those magic sticks."

Aldrich III cleaned his hands in the copper basin brought by the new maid. The maid trembled, and the copper basin seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she tried her best not to let the water in the copper basin shake out.

"But, why..."

Everything that happened in the morning kept replaying in Celicia's mind, and some weird things were explained.

But new questions gradually emerged in Celesia's mind.

"You want to ask, since those evil believers have the ability to place people around me, why didn't they wait until the critical moment to let them play a role, but let them assassinate me blindly?"

"Yes." Celesia nodded slightly.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that in a place like the imperial palace, those who may be brainwashed and infiltrated by evil believers are most likely only the lowest-level maids or guards.

But these people, as long as they are used well, can definitely play an unexpected role at critical moments.

No matter how you think about it, it is better than holding a dagger in such a stupid way and rushing over to assassinate without thinking.

"Of course it's because... time is running out."

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Aldrich III's mouth, his eyes glanced at the distant sky, not knowing what he was looking at.

"It's like a desperate beast. In order to win a chance, it has to stand up every hair of its own, isn't it?"

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