Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

On the dance floor, Elvia ended her dance with the Forest Ghost with a perfect frozen pose.

She slightly raised her chin, displaying an undisguised victor's posture.

He glanced disdainfully at Emily, whose face was ashen and who was on the verge of exploding.

She had planned to go straight to the guy who had finished dancing and then slipped back into the corner.

However, a high-ranking official from the Princess's faction intervened and extended an invitation.

Thinking that I would also need to use the "Mermaid's Tears" that I had just filmed.

Extract crucial information about Rogge and Avalon from the eldest princess.

This concerned her life, so Elvia suppressed her impatience.

With a polite smile returning to his face, he followed the man to the rest area where the princess was.

As soon as she arrived, Croft swarmed around her like a bee drawn to a flower.

His eyes were filled with an uncontrollable fascination and longing.

"Princess Elvia, you are absolutely radiant tonight..."

He tried to strike up a conversation.

Elvia didn't even glance at him, only giving a cold "hmm".

Their attitude was as distant as that towards a pebble on the roadside.

Croft's enthusiasm was instantly frozen, leaving him standing there awkwardly.

Princess Diana, however, seemed to have completely forgotten the embarrassment she had suffered at the auction.

He smiled gently and invited her to sit down.

"My dear sister, come here quickly."

Elvia responded with a smile.

His gaze, however, involuntarily swept over the feet of the eldest princess.

Two handsome young men were massaging the backs of her feet.

Elvia couldn't help but mutter to herself.

It seems the older people get, the more creative their hobbies become...

Ever since that Rogge incident.

Her elder sister, who was once the most outstanding among Carter's sisters, seemed to have become a completely different person.

She has become the person she is today, indulging in male beauty, seemingly gentle but actually decadent.

As far as Elvia knew, the other party had at least three digits of male lovers.

No wonder Caesar was able to infiltrate so easily.

There were also people from Charles's group here, as well as people from Elvia's group...

"Elvia, what do you think... will be the final outcome of this succession struggle?"

A slight alarm bell rang in Elvia's mind, but she remained calm on the surface and gave a fluent, standard answer.

"Of course, you, eldest sister, will win in the end."

"You have the strong support of two dukes and control all military power of the capital's defense forces."

"There's even the covert inclination of that legendary pillar on the border..."

"Without the Knights of John, Charles is like a tiger with its teeth pulled; how can he possibly stand against you?"

The eldest princess smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, but simply swirling her wine glass gently.

"The Knights of John... what a pity."

She changed the subject, her gaze becoming deep and unfathomable.

"So what do you think will happen to the rest of them after this succession struggle ends?"

Instantly, the atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

Elvia's smile faded, her face turned cold, and she didn't answer.

She knew the answer, but what did the princess mean by bringing it up now?

The eldest princess spoke in a soft yet icy tone.

"They will all be purged, everyone."

"Whether it's the hot favorites vying for the throne in the capital, or those princes and princesses who have already been eliminated."

"This has been the case since the time of the city-state."

"My father is, my grandfather is, and my great-grandmother is too."

Her gaze fell on Elvia.

"And for a princess, there is only one way to survive after the new king ascends the throne..."

"That means marrying someone else, Elvia. One saint alone cannot protect you."

The Duke of Wales, standing nearby, let out a timely sneer.

The balance of power was broken after the death of the Knights of John.

If Elvia wants to live, she must submit and ensure the continuation of the Wells family line.

He gestured to his son.

Croft seemed to receive a signal and hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to reach out and take Elvia's hand.

"Princess Elvia, rest assured, I will make you happy!"

Elvia abruptly crossed her arms, coldly avoiding his touch, and then let out a sneer.

"Hehe, not enough."

She gracefully crossed her long, fair legs, looked directly at the princess, and spoke with a ruthless analytical tone.

"That's far from enough."

"Don't even mention Charles, you can't even outmaneuver Warren now!"

"Ascension to the throne and subsequent purges? That's laughable!"

"Elder sister, even if you do manage to ascend the throne by sheer luck..."

"Believe it or not, even if Warren tries to cause trouble for you, you won't be able to utter a sound."

"Just like our 'wise' father."

These words were like cold daggers, piercing the sore spots of the eldest princess and the Duke of Wales.

Their expressions instantly turned extremely ugly.

Croft tried to ease the tension, speaking to Elvia with a fawning smile.

"Elvia, don't say that. Her Highness the Princess truly wants me to help you, and everyone in the capital knows how I feel about you..."

Elvia interrupted him, a perfunctory smile on her face.

"Thank you for your admiration, Duke's son. I'm sorry, I already have someone I love."

Her gaze unconsciously drifted towards Lin Gui's direction.

The tone was deliberately amplified, carrying a hint of deliberately crafted sweetness and determination.

"I love the husband I met in Karan and I'm ready to spend the rest of my life with him!"

After saying that, she ignored the ugly looks on their faces and turned to leave.

"Elvia!" The eldest princess finally lost her composure and shouted angrily from behind her.

"Don't you understand the current situation?! The Knights of John are dead! What makes Charles think he can fight me?!"

Elvia didn't stop walking, but turned back and smiled, a smile that carried undisguised disappointment and sarcasm.

"I used to admire you quite a bit, elder sister."

The image of that man, once known for his ruthless methods and sharp eyes, flashed through her mind.

The image of Sister Wang, who made all her political enemies wary.

"And you now..." She gently shook her head.

"All I saw was an old auntie who only knew how to guard her own little territory, wait for others to hand over victory, and then slowly wait to die."

The curtain fell behind her, blocking out the princess's furious roar.

Once back in the noisy dance hall, Elvia regretted it.

It wasn't that she regretted rejecting the princess's offer to marry her into Wales.

If you haven't seen Duke Joseph's treasury.

I didn't hear about the deeper conspiracies firsthand.

Although the eldest princess's analysis was arrogant, it did make some sense.

Charles, having lost the Knights of John, was indeed weaker than his elder sister in terms of overt power.

As for the other mad prince, Warren...

That guy didn't care about the throne at all.

He is the most unpredictable of the three frontrunners.

It is also the existence that Elvia fears the most.

They were so wary of him that they would avoid him if they saw him.

She regretted that she had acted too impulsively.

They just tore off all pretenses like that, even though they held the precious gift of "Mermaid's Tears" in their hands.

It's unlikely that the eldest princess will reveal any more information about Rogge to her.

That was a crucial clue concerning his detoxification and survival.

Elvia sighed inwardly.

I shouldn't be such an impulsive person...

You're usually so good at being patient and weighing the pros and cons, so why did you just...?

She subconsciously turned her gaze to the figure fast asleep in the corner.

An absurd idea popped into my head.

Could it be... that I'm actually starting to like this jerk?

At his own wedding banquet, he proposed that his bride marry someone else.

They completely disregarded Lin Gui, the groom.

That's why Elvia was unusually angry.

Elvia immediately denied it.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

That guy not only took the knife for me at every turn, but he also poisoned me.

Make yourself his lackey...

But Elvia had to admit it.

Lin Gui possessed a charm that made her desperately want to "possess" him.

That's his ability.

Teaming up with Shia, that extraordinary low-level ranger, they could cripple Ghosn Legend.

If Lin Gui were paired with a peerless ranger, wouldn't he be able to unleash legendary combat power?

And his ability...

Expanding their power, stealing secrets, and even, as in this case, directly "borrowing" the wealth of rival nobles.

Hiss~~ As long as he's around, the enemy's secrets are completely transparent to us.

The enemy's wealth can also be misappropriated and spent by oneself.

It's important to know that, theoretically, Elvia wouldn't contribute a single penny to the auction.

As for Duke Joseph...

He used his money to buy his things, and he was happy about it.

The more Elvia studied how to use Lin Gui's abilities against her political enemies, the more excited she became.

His eyes gleamed with an almost fanatical light.

What throne struggles, what factional infighting?

If we can completely control Lin Gui's abilities.

Those things can all become your own!

Most importantly, even if Lin Gui fails in the succession struggle, he can still take Elvia with him.

With his abilities, traversing dangerous wilderness is not difficult.

She licked her slightly dry lips.

The calm mask of a politician faded from her face, revealing a womanly, alluring side imbued with primal possessiveness.

What's standing before me isn't a high-level mage, it's an absolute beauty!

No, I can't let him get away. I have to keep him by my side at all times.

The princess's words served as a wake-up call for Elvia.

The battle for the throne is drawing to a close, pending only the death of King Carter.

According to the pastor, the king would not live more than two months.

Having lost too many men to Caesar, relying solely on his intelligence network was insufficient to fight back or save his own life.

As for Caesar's insane plan, the probability of it succeeding was almost zero.

so......

Elvia smiled charmingly.

She walked to Lin Gui's side, bent down,

She breathed warm, seductive breath into his ear, her voice soft and alluring:

"Lin Gui~ Are you not comfortable sleeping here? How about... I take you to a hotel so you can get a good night's sleep?"

Lin Gui seemed disturbed by the warm breath so close by, and opened his eyes groggily.

Elvia immediately put on her most obedient and harmless smile, her eyes innocent yet filled with a hint of expectation.

Lin Gui looked at her sleepily for two seconds, seemingly too tired to think much, and mumbled a reply:

"OK."