After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

With the three forces converging, the Imperial Guards looked at the menacing Northern Cavalry and the Holy Knights, who had inexplicably mobilized their entire force, and were immediately perplexed.

Could they all be here to rebel?

Seeing that the cavalrymen were getting restless, the commander of the Imperial Guard had no choice but to muster his courage and step forward to question the Holy Knights.

Why did you move out at night?

A paladin stepped forward on horseback and proclaimed, "By order of the archbishop, protect the saint and bring her back to the Papacy immediately."

"And what brings you, members of the delegation, here?"

The adjutant frowned, the tight reins causing his horse to stamp its feet heavily. "The young lady encountered premeditated assassins the moment she stepped outside; her whereabouts are currently unknown. Adding to this the attack we suffered outside the capital the day before yesterday… who orchestrated all of this?"

He glared at the Holy Knights and roared, "What, you dare to do it but not admit it!"

The members of the Holy Knights exchanged bewildered glances. When had they ever had a grudge against the Northern Territory? Upon hearing this, the Imperial Guards relaxed their brows. Good, at least they weren't coming for them.

The commander of the Imperial Guards cleared his throat, adopting an impartial demeanor. "Since you all have legitimate reasons, then go find your respective people now. Remember, any disputes can be addressed later. Unauthorized fighting is forbidden within the royal city. Right and wrong will be decided by His Majesty!"

Just then, a man in black robes led Luna and the other two over. He took out a brooch, and the Imperial Guards immediately lined up and saluted upon seeing it.

The man in black patted Luna's head. Luna pouted and reluctantly walked up to the adjutant, loudly ordering, "You all return to the Duke's mansion first. No one is allowed to act without my permission."

Then she tiptoed, and the adjutant immediately understood and lowered his head, listening as the young lady quickly whispered, "Send someone to tell my brother that I've been captured."

The adjutant nodded slightly, his expression one of complete understanding, then turned and led the cavalry away.

The man in black robes waved to the commander of the Imperial Guards and gave a soft shout. "You may all step back."

"Yes, sir."

Once both sides had retreated, the man in black robes ignored the Holy Knights who remained and quickly led the three out of the alley to a seemingly ordinary house.

The old count, sitting at the door with a somewhat weary expression, sighed heavily upon seeing the still lively young lady, feeling a great sense of relief.

The man in black robes pushed open the door, gave the old count a cold glance before entering, and reprimanded him like an elder: "Morpheus, you're getting worse with age. Did the Duke send you here just to let them run wild?!"

Under the young lady's encouraging gaze, the old count wiped his sweat. "Yes, it was my fault, Lord Medivh."

Medivh?

Paul took a deep breath. No wonder he could defeat him so easily; it turned out that important person had arrived...

"Come in and sit for a while, it's been a long time since I've had any guests."

Upon entering the courtyard, Medivh removed his black robe and unveiled his face, revealing a resolute and serious aged face.

Luna and the others obediently followed behind him and arrived at a house that was unremarkable on the outside but extremely luxurious inside.

Upon seeing Medivh offer to make tea for them, the old Earl was alarmed and hurriedly ran forward to help.

"My lord, I thought you had already retired."

After the old count took over the hospitality, Medivh sat in the main seat, looked at them calmly, and spoke slowly.

"I am indeed getting old, and I do have thoughts of retiring. Mofi, you should know that getting old is something you gradually get used to. I've gotten used to the tinnitus that sounds like rushing water, and I've gotten used to the cerebral infarction that occurs when the weather is cold."

After figuring out how the kettle was a magical artifact, the old count first poured Medivh a cup of tea and respectfully handed it to him.

"Why has the master returned?"

"Because Baird is dead." Taking the teacup, Medivh sighed for the first time. "The incompetence of the younger generation led to his demise. Although he liked to do things his own way, his dragon-slaying feat deserves recognition. It is my regret that I could not see him off on his final journey."

After speaking, a hint of melancholy flashed in Medivh's eyes. He thought back to those days when the kingdom was a constellation of brilliant minds, teeming with talented people and heroes.

But now, most of the first generation of old guys have passed away, and some of them are still senile, doing stupid things that others can't understand...

What distressed Medivh most was the plight of the second generation, who should have been the backbone of the family. After some of them died alongside the old king and duke, who would have thought that those who remained were all pleasure-seeking individuals?

He was heartbroken that the country had degenerated to this state before the young people even had a chance to grow up. Even if he wanted to find the best among the worst, he couldn't find a suitable candidate for the time being.

Fortunately, the newly appointed Duke of the Northern Territory quickly restored the army's strength and repelled the demon invasion.

Unfortunately, Oswald was a duke, and no one could guarantee that he wouldn't have other ideas.

"My lord, we have investigated and found that this incident resulted in thirteen injuries, including a saint from the Holy See."

A dark figure suddenly appeared outside the door, delivered the message, and then quickly disappeared.

Inside the room, Medivh looked quietly at Luna. "I will have His Majesty write to the Duke about the compensation afterwards."

"Why should we?" Luna stood up, indignantly saying, "Aren't those who attacked us first primarily responsible? We were just defending ourselves!"

Medivh remained expressionless and calmly took a sip of tea.

"Miss Luna, you studied in the royal city, so I shouldn't need to remind you that fighting in the royal city, especially using magic, is against the law."

"And are you sure you want to publicly accuse the Vatican of attacking you?"

Luna crossed her arms, snorted coldly, and said, "I said I won't pay, and I mean it. If you want compensation, go find the Vatican. Even if I go to jail, I'll say the same thing!"

……

With a click, the iron gate locked shut. Inside the dungeon directly below the palace, Luna gripped the iron bars tightly, her eyes widening as she watched Medivh turn and leave.

In the next cell, Thorne chuckled. Sure enough, none of them escaped.

Hearing the laughter, Luna rolled her eyes. That son of a bitch…

"Luna, look! There are dorm rooms and rooms with convenient washing facilities here."

Arriving at such an unusual prison for the first time, Lisa's eyes were full of curiosity as she explored room after room.

"This used to be a place where nobles and members of the royal family were imprisoned, so their treatment was naturally different."

Luna sat down against the corner of the wall, sighed quietly, glanced at the calm Paul beside her, and patted him on the shoulder.

"You did a great job this time. I'll treat you to a big meal later."

"What was your performance like?" Paul smiled. He actually thought it would be quite interesting to experience prison life before the end of his life.

Moreover, it's hard not to feel cheerful when you're with two optimistic little ones.

"Of course, we didn't worry about that saintess right away. Keep it up, you've already taken the first step. Next time, let's work together and try to kill her in one blow!"

"Really...?" Paul seemed a little dazed. It seemed that he really had no intention of protecting Maria.

At that time, all he could think about was how to get the two little ones out of there unscathed.

It was already late at night when Luna knocked on the iron pole, and sure enough, two servants rushed down.

Their faces were full of fawning smiles. "His Majesty has instructed us to do everything in our power to meet Miss Luna's needs. May I ask what Miss Luna requires?"

"We're hungry, go and prepare some hot food."

Lisa then raised her hand, "I want more juice!"

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you right away."

In no time at all, the servants brought in a sumptuous meal, table and all, and Nicole in the next cell immediately became uneasy.

Why should there be differential treatment when everyone is going to prison?

The three discussed their next attack plan while eating. The two girls encouraged Paul to go straight up and unleash his ultimate move, Fiery Star, which obliterated Maria.

Paul just smiled and didn't respond to their conversation.

As they were talking, the golden-armored guards dragged Wolf, who was covered in bandages, down with chains. As they passed Luna's cell, a piece of Luna's bone hit Wolf in the face.

She glared at him coldly and defiantly said, "You bad dog, you've offended me. You'll never have an easy time again. Even your master can't protect you, I'm telling you."

"I heard that werewolves can't transform after they've been castrated," Lisa said loudly, holding a glass of juice, deliberately offering advice to Luna.

Wolf's eyes gleamed as he bared his teeth at them, only to be roughly dragged away by the guards and thrown into the next cell.

At this point, apart from Maria, who was seriously injured and taken back to the Vatican, all the participants in this chaotic battle were present, including Thorne, who only posed for a cool look on the rooftop the whole time.

The two sides couldn't agree on anything, and neither of them was willing to talk; they were both the type to resort to violence rather than words, and neither of them had the inclination to argue when they met.

After eating and falling asleep, before he had even woken up, the king ordered his servants to fetch Luna.

A gentle breeze rustled through the lakeside pavilion as Frank looked at the report Medivh had submitted, finding it increasingly unbelievable the more he read through it.

To be fair, Luna was far more efficient at gathering intelligence than him. The saintess had only been out of the Papacy for a short time when Luna had already taken action.

And so they really have formed a group, the five owners of the Wishing Stars and the hero Thorne...

No, Thorne had been training in other places for a while and was also carrying out missions from the Adventurers' Guild. He didn't encounter anyone after returning home, so it seems that he accidentally stumbled into a fight.

Could it be that Thorne isn't the core of their group?

He still didn't understand why the Holy See was at odds with the Northern Territory, or why Luna was causing trouble for Saint Maria. He also didn't understand what this group, including the princess, was trying to do.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Luna walked over sleepily and gave a weak bow.

Looking at her hair, which was more messy than a bird's nest, Frank couldn't help but laugh. He put down the report in his hand and teased Luna, "I see you're always busy, even to my prison. So I just discussed it with Earl Morpheus, and he will temporarily represent the Northern Territory to sign the contract. You have no objections, right?"

"No." Luna shook her head, rubbed her eyes, and yawned slightly.

It seems the count is more reliable than her, and he has already pledged his loyalty to his brother. His whole family is in the Northern Territory, so he is a trustworthy person.

However, her brother had also warned her that this contract might contain a secret clause stipulating that both parties would jointly send troops to the southern territory, so she should be extremely cautious.

Luna opened her eyes, bowed her head, and pleaded, "Your Majesty, there may be some modifications to the contract when I sign it later. Please forgive me."

"You've grown up too."

Frank sighed, pushed the dessert plate over, and invited Luna to sit down opposite him.