Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 264 An Unexpected Person Appears

In the darkness, the car was parked beside a small hill.

"Master, the car can't go any further ahead; we have to walk."

Doruvan pointed to the winding mountain path ahead and said.

"Caesar and I will take her up. You all stay down here and give a signal if anything happens," Ita ordered.

"Yes."

They got out of the car, and Caesar pulled Wendy down.

"Don't be so rough. I already told you I won't run away," Wendy muttered.

At this moment, her hands were still tied behind her back, and she was being escorted by Ita and Caesar on either side like a prisoner. Ita held a flashlight and walked towards the mountain path.

The mountain road was rugged and winding, and the surrounding forest looked somewhat eerie and terrifying at night.

"Is this a place fit for living?"

Ita muttered to himself, "It's so remote, with no village or shop in sight. Who knows, there might even be wild animals roaming around."

“This is my maternal grandmother’s house. I’ve had to move here since my own house was seized by the court,” Wendy said.

"At least the furniture is all there, and I don't have to pay rent," she muttered to herself.

They have now brought Wendy to her residence to retrieve the crucial map of the ruins.

“Living in a place like this, even if you don’t seek refuge, probably no one will be able to find you,” Caesar said.

“Even if this place is remote, I still need to eat. If I go outside to find food, I’ll be discovered, right? If I can get shelter, at least my food problem will be solved. Besides, the address they provide is much more secluded than this place,” Wendy said.

Caesar asked, "I have a question. How did you suddenly realize I wasn't a member of the Restoration Society in the church, and then run away?"

“It’s not that difficult. If it really were those people from the Restoration Society, they would definitely call me crazy if I suggested taking Helen’s house. You’re being so polite, there’s something fishy going on,” Wendy said matter-of-factly.

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Now Caesar felt that this mysterious female writer had completely changed his image of her. When he first saw her articles, he thought she would be a scholar who was unfathomable, knowledgeable, and would even argue for her own views if she were caught.

But now that I've met her, I've discovered she's a completely frivolous and somewhat neurotic strange woman.

I really don't know what I've been holding onto in the past.

As they walked up the mountain, Caesar asked again, "Why do you think Emperor Shengyuan chose you?"

“That must be because I have some special abilities,” Wendy said. “In addition, you need an exceptionally firm belief and a selfless spirit. After all, you are working for the Holy Yuan Emperor, and it’s not something just anyone can do.”

"How does this match up with you?"

Caesar and Itha thought the same thing at the same time.

Caesar chuckled, pointed at himself, and said to her, "Do you think someone like me could possibly be approved by His Majesty the Emperor?"

Wendy glanced at him and gave him a disdainful smile:
"You probably think that now that I've been captured by you, I'll be forced to say yes, right? You're wrong. I won't submit to anyone's power. Gaining the approval of the Holy Yuan Emperor is an unparalleled honor, and not just anyone can do it."

"You probably don't even qualify to be considered by him."

“You rascal.” Ita couldn’t help but want to retort, but Caesar raised his hand to stop her, and then asked:
"Now that you, the Grand Chancellor, have been arrested, isn't the Holy Yuan Emperor even considering saving you?"

"Hmph, do you think I have the confidence to still be so carefree? Although you may imprison me for a while, if you dare to endanger my life, the Holy Yuan Emperor will definitely not stand idly by. Then you can expect retribution from those in high positions," Wendy said proudly.

"Is that so? I thought you were just plain stupid and didn't know fear," Ita said.

Wendy wanted to retort, but she only gave a cold laugh, thinking to herself smugly, "You can laugh now, but you'll be crying when His Majesty notices that I've been kidnapped."

They reached the top of the mountain and saw a rather large manor.

The manor's gates were rusty, and weeds grew on both sides. There was only a narrow path in the middle, which looked like people often walked on it.

Wendy twisted her waist.

"The key is in this pocket over here."

Ita stepped forward, took a key from her pocket, and unlocked the iron gate.

But once inserted, it wouldn't budge; the rusty lock was old and worn out. "You need to pull it out a little, find a point of leverage to open it. You haven't done this much before, so why don't you loosen my grip and I'll do it?"

But Ita clicked his tongue, grabbed the lock ring, and yanked it off with a forceful pull.

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"Why would you need a lock on a dilapidated and out-of-the-way house?" Ita said coldly, throwing the lock, now broken in two, onto the ground.

Wendy muttered something to herself as they entered the courtyard and arrived at the gate.

"You could at least be a little gentler on the door lock. If you break it, I don't have the money to replace it," etc.

She suddenly stopped talking, her pupils contracting as she stared at the door hinges.

“Someone has gone into my house,” she said in a very low voice.

"what?"

Wendy gestured with her chin toward the door hinges.

“I marked it there so that if anyone goes in, the thread will break.”

Caesar looked over and sure enough, there was a small, broken thread there; you wouldn't notice it unless you were paying close attention.

He winked at Ita, who immediately understood and grabbed Wendy, pulling her back.

Caesar closed his eyes slightly, activated his Domination ability, and his perception spread throughout the entire room.

Soon, he detected a presence in the study on the second floor.

"There's someone in the study."

"Would someone you know be at your house at this time?" he asked Wendy in a low voice.

“No one has been coming to me except for debt collectors lately,” Wendy said.

"This kind of behavior probably isn't about collecting debts."

Then Wendy suddenly remembered something: "My collection! All my collections are in the study, including that map of the ruins!"

Caesar's eyes narrowed, and without saying a word, he immediately kicked open the door and rushed into the cold, damp hall.

The aura in the study immediately noticed the commotion, ran out into the corridor, broke through the window, and jumped out.

Caesar arrived at the broken glass window on the second floor. From there, even with his keen eyesight, he could see a small, thin figure darting through the manor in the darkness, leaping over the wall in just a few bounds.

"Ita! Tell the people down the mountain to prepare!"

After shouting those words, Caesar immediately leaped down and chased after the dark figure.

Judging from his actions just now, it's clear that the other person is quite skilled. We still don't know what he took from Wendy's study. But if it's the map of the ruins, then everything will be in trouble.

He pursued relentlessly from behind, but his opponent realized he was in a difficult position. With a whoosh, a large amount of thick fog was released, obscuring his vision.

This is utterly useless; with the Commander in charge, one can pinpoint the opponent's location even with their eyes closed.

Once the opponent had entered a certain distance, the wrath of heaven descended, as if a wall had fallen from the sky, instantly crushing the rapidly fleeing figure.

With a muffled groan, the fleeing man was forced to brake suddenly, rolling repeatedly on the ground before finally crashing into a tree and coming to a complete stop.

Caesar gave chase, activating his illumination spell at the same time, instantly lighting up a large area around them.

"Ouch, that hurts! This guy actually went for the kill, I have to tell on him."

A slightly immature voice came through, and in the light, the "thief's" appearance was fully revealed.

He was someone Caesar knew, but who was completely unexpected.

"Little Mist?"

It was the werewolf girl who had been with the Hellanells family fortune teller, whom she had met that day in the fortune-telling shop.

(End of this chapter)