Beyond the Two Realms, I am the God of the Otherworld

Nightingale asked casually, "Do you mind?"

Xizel hesitated for a moment and said, "I was born with a bad stomach."

As for Cesar, he didn't have any weird self-esteem, so if possible, he didn't mind hugging Nightingale's thigh.

It’s just… this matter is not something Nightingale can handle.

Of course, there is always hope.

The solution to the problem was actually hidden in the potion ingredients that Nightingale had just given him.

After chatting with Nightingale for a while, César spoke up to end the topic at the right time.

They couldn't continue the conversation. It would have been fine if it were any other time, but now he had a lot of things to deal with in the real world.

This time I entered the old world to complete the transaction with Nightingale.

After saying goodbye to the nightingale, Cesar closed his eyes silently.

In an instant, the surrounding environment began to gradually collapse and reorganize.

Nightingale stared at the young man silently without saying anything else, but there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

When César opened his eyes again, what appeared before his eyes was no longer the bar, but a deep blue sky.

A pleasant breeze brushed across his cheeks, and the warm sunshine sprinkled on the boy's slightly fragile handsome face.

Cesar raised his hands, stretched his body, and yawned lazily.

"Any news from my good sister Novia?"

The maid Isabella stood quietly beside César and said "hmm" softly.

"Novia is not the only one involved in your engagement with the Third Princess."

Under César's subtle gaze, Isabella said calmly, "There is another person who is also pushing this engagement behind the scenes."

"He is your relative."

...swelling【〈转℃_：九燯司∩“岜△∑四2⑨零五…

The royal city of Camelot.

Deep inside the palace.

The warm afternoon sun shines through the lush branches and leaves, the leaves move in the wind, and mottled light and shadows move on the ground.

Yves slowly opened her eyes under the shade of the tree.

The intellectual woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood respectfully to one side, giving a routine work report: "Your Majesty, according to your instructions, this month's trade with the Jiuyao Empire regarding concentrates, magic potions, and some special magic potion materials has been officially finalized. From now on, the person in charge of this trade on the Jiuyao Empire side will be the president of the Manyue Chamber of Commerce..."

After listening to the work report quietly, Yves smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Shirley."

"It's just my job. Your Majesty, is there anything else you need me to do? Regarding the special enrollment that will be held at the Clock Tower next week, the great instructor seems to want to invite you to go and observe..."

Yves didn't respond immediately. She just looked at the distant sky. After a long while, she said, "If there is a chance next week, I will arrange a trip to the Clock Tower."

After that, she inadvertently changed the subject: "How is Yulina's situation going?"

Yulina Christian, the third princess of the empire, will be the one chosen by the king to participate in the future royal selection ceremony.

Shirley lowered her eyes and silently took notes: "The news of the engagement between the Third Princess and Grand Duke Oka's youngest son has spread. Currently, there is no movement from the Third Princess... As for Grand Duke Oka's child——"

Before she finished speaking, Yves chuckled: "He Jiulin④∥"８<缌⒉九零⒌肿≠／转: There will be even less movement."

A young scoundrel who usually acted recklessly in the royal city suddenly learned one day that he was engaged. Even if he was dissatisfied, he could not and dared not refuse the marriage proposal.

In another three years, the Camelot Empire will choose Yves's successor, or the crown prince.

There are currently seven people chosen as the kings of the empire, the most popular of whom are the sixth princess Suni and the third princess Yulina.

The Novia family has always supported the Sixth Princess, and this engagement was actually a plan that the Novia family had been planning for a long time.

Of course, even the Pound family and the third princess' family are involved...it's still a little surprising.

There are some things that Yves doesn't understand, she just turns a blind eye to them.

After all, she can only be a spectator in some games, and it would not be fun if she participated in person.

"correct."

As if she remembered something important, Yves casually said, "I want you to investigate someone."

Shirley was slightly startled: "Who?"

"I don't know that person's name either."

Yves stared at the tranquil lake, her beautiful face tinged with a warm glow under the sunlight.

A soft and calm voice sounded softly in the breeze:

"But I have some clues."

Under Shirley's puzzled gaze, Yves said calmly, "Send someone to the Astronomical Association later to compile a list of those who have recently been promoted to Extraordinary in the Royal City."

Shirley's mind moved slightly, and she asked, "Your Majesty, are you planning to recruit new people?"

Ivril pondered for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "It's not wrong to say so."

"I don't have many years left to live anyway, so I'll just give a little help to my future successor." Yves continued.

Shirley pursed her lips, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes: "Your Majesty..."

The previous emperor of Camelot died suddenly in an accident, and Yves, as the most capable of his children, naturally succeeded to the throne of the empire.

However, Yves had been suffering from a serious illness since she was a child, and when she first awakened and became a transcendent, the illness seemed to have disappeared.

But no one expected that about a year ago, Yves vomited blood on the throne. When her confidant invited the professor of medicine in the clock tower, he said that Yves only had five years left.

This is also the reason why Yves planned to choose the next successor just a few years after taking the throne.

"Don't worry about me. Maybe in two years I can be promoted to the seventh-order demigod level... By then, even the most troublesome disease can be easily cured." Yi Weier looked relaxed and casual.

Shirley said "hmm" softly, but the sadness in her eyes did not diminish.

Seventh-order demigod... If one can really reach that level and surpass the limits of human beings, then the so-called serious illness will naturally no longer affect Her Majesty the Queen.

But even if the entire Western Continent is added together, there are no more than five demigods at present. Her Majesty the Queen was promoted to the sixth level just a few years ago. How could she be able to break through so quickly...

At Yves's signal, Shirley bowed her head respectfully and turned to handle the task assigned to her by Her Majesty the Queen.

Yves simply watched her confidant leave quietly, and then quietly withdrew her gaze.

Then, she took out a taboo manual filled with an ancient atmosphere from her arms.

Slowly turning the first page, ancient text came into view.

In the blank space of the first page, she marked a passage from the real world with a black pen: February 2, sunny, nothing to do today, want to eat cake, want to rub cats, don’t want to work.

It was clearly just a very simple paragraph of text, but when it was written, the taboo handbook emitted a soft glow.

Then, the ancient text in the forbidden manual slowly turned like a vortex, until finally, these ancient texts condensed into a golden rune and quietly floated out of the book.

Then, it flew straight into Yves's palm.

One of the runes left by the goddess of fate in the world, symbolizing sequence and destiny.

With the blessing of this rune of destiny, Yves's gorgeous and noble white dress moved without wind, and her long hair draped over her back fluttered slowly, emitting sparkling holy light, and each strand of her hair was clearly visible.

When the rune completely entered her body, the magic power in the woman's body surged and seemed to be much thicker than ever before...

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Yves now only has a few years left to live.

But only she herself knew that at this rate, in less than a year, she would be qualified to reach the seventh-rank demigod level.

And it all started when she accidentally entered that tavern half a year ago.

Ignoring the divine pressure brought by the forbidden manual, he could even easily decipher the contents therein and transform the forbidden manual into runes... This was what the mysterious boy in the old world could do.

Only in that pub could she temporarily put aside all the troubles in the world.

Yves calmed down slightly, raised her head and looked at the broken shadows of sunlight under the tree, and let out a breath softly.

"Where on earth are you..."

He muttered to himself.

Chapter 4 Clock Tower

Pound Manor.

When hearing the maid's words, Xizel fell into a brief silence.

After a moment of silence, he poured himself a glass of water and drank a few sips slowly.

After moistening his throat, he slowly said, "You mean, the person who pushed for this marriage, besides my childhood sweetheart, Novia, there are also people from our family... and they are my relatives?"

Isabella nodded slightly.

Before she could speak, Cesar continued, "Is it my good brother, Craig?"

Craig Bond is Cesar's half-brother and the most promising person to inherit the Bond family in the future.

Isabella looked at César with some doubt and said, "You knew it a long time ago?"

Xizel shook his head slightly: "I was just a little suspicious at first, and I couldn't be sure until you finished speaking just now."

From the beginning, Novia did not come to give gifts, but to discuss the follow-up plans with Craig with a message from the family.

After all, if it was only the Novia family that pushed this marriage behind the scenes, Her Majesty the Queen would not have agreed to this wedding.

⒌But if Cesar's family is also involved...then the situation will be different.

But this is a bit troublesome...

⑹ In fact, given the status of the Pound family in the Camelot Empire, under normal circumstances they could completely stay out of the fights between these king's chosen ones.

After all, no one knows yet who Her Majesty the Queen will eventually choose as her successor. If they choose sides early on, once the person they support fails to take the throne, they will be doomed to face a major reckoning.

As a result, this good brother directly pushed the Pound family into the vortex of political struggle.

If the Third Princess knew that the Pound family was behind this marriage...it would be fine if she didn't become the heir in the future, but if she really became the successor to Her Majesty the Queen, she would probably be in a lot of trouble.

4 "What does my good brother want to do? Does he prefer the Sixth Princess?"

Xizel tapped the edge of the chair with his fingertips, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly asked casually, "Is there any movement from the Third Princess?"

j“Not yet. After all, it was Her Majesty the Queen who granted the marriage. Even she wouldn’t be able to say anything.” Isabella guessed.

Xizel shook his head slowly: "Impossible, with the Third Princess's temperament, how could she just sit there and wait for death?"

A "After all, Her Majesty the Queen would hastily grant this marriage simply because Novia's family and my good brother are fanning the flames behind the scenes."

Isabella's eyes moved slightly, and she subconsciously said, "So what you mean is..."

"There is no family affection in the royal family. The more noble the family, the weaker the family affection."

Xizel raised his wine glass, lowered his eyelids, and said calmly: "I was backstabbed by my family brothers... Maybe the third princess also encountered a similar thing?"

Isabella's eyes flickered slightly: "You mean, the Third Princess' family is not united...?"

ｑXizel hummed softly and said, "It's just a guess."

ＵHowever, judging from the current situation, it is highly likely that the Third Princess will be backstabbed by her own family.

If this marriage was secretly promoted by Novia, Pound, or even the family of the third princess, it would not be surprising that Her Majesty the Queen would grant the marriage.

"What are you going to do?" Isabella asked.

Xizel shook his head and smiled: "Do nothing."

Isabella was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and then, the look in her eyes when she looked at César was suddenly filled with strangeness.

Not long ago, she saw that Xizel was extremely anxious and impatient because of this marriage, but now... he has calmed down?

Could it be that he also fell in love with the Third Princess?

"What else can I do? Go to the palace and find Her Majesty the Queen and make a scene, saying that I don't like this marriage and want to cancel it?"

Xizel spread his hands and said, "If it were that simple, the Third Princess would have taken action long ago."

Xizel's reputation in the royal city in the past could be said to be quite bad. Not only Xizel was dissatisfied with this marriage proposal, but the third princess must also be quite dissatisfied with the marriage proposal that came from the sky.

"Are you going to accept this engagement?" Isabella asked softly, looking at César with a hint of wariness, fearing that he might do something.

Based on her understanding of Xizel, he has never been the kind of person who would allow himself to be bullied.

Xizel did not answer directly, but suddenly said: "By the way, the special enrollment of the Clock Tower will start in a few days, right?"