As a queen who has lost her kingdom, I can see the comments section.

Amelia was not surprised by this; people from the Kingdom of Bagus, unless they had masochistic tendencies, would naturally choose to stay in towns in this kind of weather.

Amelia immediately said, "Eileen, come on up, it's time for us to get started."

"I understand, Your Majesty."

Eileen sat down next to Amelia, then picked up the whip and lashed it, setting both horses moving forward.

The two horses galloped off quickly, and the sled glided quite smoothly across the snow.

It was Amelia's first time riding a sleigh, and she felt that the sleigh was much faster than a horse-drawn carriage on the snow. When it suddenly lurched forward, it startled her, and she instinctively grabbed Eileen's arm next to her.

“Your Majesty, the sled is moving very smoothly, there won’t be any problems,” Eileen reassured her.

“With Eileen here, I know there won’t be any problems, but they’re so fast.” Amelia smiled as she looked at the snowflakes fluttering past on both sides and said, “Sleds are really interesting. If we succeed in restoring our country in the future, we can consider organizing a sled racing competition.”

"That day will come."

"Ah."

Chapter 133 Morington City

"Huhuhu..."

The wind kept blowing, carrying clusters of snowflakes that fluttered and danced in the air.

In this kind of weather, few people would go outside; the warmth of home is what people long for most. Yet, in this kind of weather, a sled is speeding across the snow.

The world was a vast expanse of white, with only occasional glimpses of bare, black trees appearing on either side before quickly receding away.

Amelia sat on the sleigh, her right hand resting on her forehead as she looked out. Through the vast expanse of falling snow, she could vaguely see a massive city appearing in the distance.

"That must be Morington City! We're finally getting close!" Amelia exclaimed with delight.

It had been a while since they left the lord's manor, and if they were heading in the right direction, the city that appeared before them would only be Morington.

“Yes, that’s Morington City,” Eileen said with certainty.

Amelia picked up an exquisite white half-face mask and put it on her face, covering the upper half of her face.

Then she picked up another mask and handed it to Eileen.

Eileen also put on the half-face mask, with only her long silver hair fluttering gently in the wind.

Soon after, they arrived below Morington.

After arriving here, Eileen caught the snow pigeon that was flapping its wings in front of the sled and then entered Morington City.

As the only place in Star River Territory that can be called a city, the streets here are very wide and the buildings are generally three or four stories high, making it look quite prosperous.

There was a considerable amount of snow on the ground, and heavy snow was falling. Even in this weather, there were still many people walking back and forth on the streets, and the shops on both sides of the street were open.

Amelia and Erin's sleigh coming in wouldn't attract much attention, as there are many sleighs coming and going in this area.

They drove the sled to a corner and stopped it.

Then Eileen untied the rope connecting the snow pigeon to the sled, held it in her hand, and then released the snow pigeon. The snow pigeon immediately flapped its wings and flew in one direction.

Amelia and Irene quickly followed.

Now that they had arrived in Morington, they knew they were not far from their goal. As they followed Snow Dove, they were very cautious, constantly scanning their surroundings.

Before long, the two arrived outside a spacious house.

This place is in a remote location, and the streets outside are covered in snow with no one in sight.

Amelia and Eileen exchanged a glance, then immediately went to the wall and climbed over it into the courtyard.

Almost as soon as they entered the courtyard, both of them noticed something changing around them.

'Is this a barrier?'

Amelia looked up and saw a faint barrier enveloping the courtyard; the barrier had appeared after she and Eileen entered.

Amelia was familiar with this barrier; it was a two-layered world that could isolate movement between the inside and outside.

Just as Amelia recognized the barrier, another barrier appeared, which was another type of barrier area sealing that was most often used in conjunction with the two worlds.

Under the area's lockdown, only those who set up the barrier can leave its area. Of course, if the person who set up the barrier leaves, the barrier will weaken, and it will be possible to forcibly break through it and leave without defeating the barrier's creator.

"Haha, we actually caught some fish! I knew there wouldn't be any problems with this arrangement."

Amidst loud laughter, the door to the house in front opened, and a group of people walked out.

These people were dressed like ordinary citizens, but their words at this moment clearly revealed whether they were ordinary citizens or not.

The leader was a tall man who held a long spear in his hand. He had a smug expression on his face, and his brown eyes swept over Amelia and Eileen.

His name is Jeff. He is a leader of the Kingdom of Bagus and the strongest among the people of Bagus present. He holds the rank of a mid-level apostle and worships the Sword of the God of War.

As the ruler of the kingdom, he was ordered to come to Morington City in the Star River Territory with the aim of causing trouble for the Star River Territory and laying the groundwork for the subsequent arrival of the Kingdom of Bagus.

To this end, he also gained control of some servants in the lord's manor, turning them into his informants and regularly sending back useful information via snow pigeons he released.

If nothing unexpected happens during this process, then keep using Snow Pigeon to get messages.

If something goes wrong, the snow pigeons will most likely be caught, which will be perfect for setting traps.

"As expected of the Commander, if it were us, we wouldn't have thought of using snow pigeons as bait."

"The Commander is truly wise."

"The people in the lord's manor don't seem to be very smart. They just walked right into our trap and now they're completely at our mercy."

"Is that blonde Ruth Morington? I heard she's blonde."

"Then we need to be careful; that woman is quite skilled with poison."

"Don't worry, we all have some antidote on us. It was specially issued by the army and is enough to deal with Ruth Morington's poison."

Five people followed behind Jeff, all talking and flattering him while looking at Amelia and Eileen with smug expressions.

Jeff's smugness became even more apparent as he was showered with praise.

As far as he knew, the lord's mansion only had one mid-level apostle, Ruth, who only knew how to make poison and had almost no combat power. Under such circumstances, as long as they had the antidote provided by the army, they could be completely fearless of the opponent. With his mid-level apostle rank, taking down the opponent would be a piece of cake.

"There really was a trap," Amelia murmured, unsurprised.

"Oh? You knew there was a trap and still dared to come? Are you very confident in your poison?" Jeff said calmly, looking at Amelia.

“You seem to have mistaken me for Ruth, but unfortunately, I am not Ruth.” Amelia looked at the people in front of her with a calm expression.

There were six people in total, and they all seemed to be apostles.

“Oh? Not Ruth? It doesn’t matter anymore. Whoever you are, I’ll capture you and interrogate you properly.” Jeff said, his gaze sweeping over Amelia’s graceful figure, and he licked his lips.

This woman has a really nice figure.

The other one, however, seems far too barren.

Women are very perceptive when it comes to certain aspects of a man's appearance, and Amelia and Eileen immediately noticed what Jeff was looking at.

Eileen noticed the gaze and her face immediately darkened.

She wasn't angry that others thought she was too thin, but rather that they dared to look at Amelia with such unbridled eyes.

How could His Majesty tolerate such offenses?

"Your Majesty, may I kill them all?" Eileen asked, her voice as cold as the falling snow.

"Since you've addressed me like that, they can't possibly meet the same fate. Go, Eileen." Amelia looked at the people before her with a leisurely air.

Eileen gripped her sword and strode forward.

Jeff was taken aback upon hearing their conversation.

His Majesty?

Did he mishear something?

However, Jeff couldn't think about it carefully anymore, because Eileen had already walked over, which made him immediately on guard. He gripped the spear tightly in one hand and suddenly thrust it towards Eileen, trying to strike first.

Jeff was already fast, but he couldn't possibly be faster than Eileen.

His spear thrust towards Eileen, and just when he thought she had no way to avoid it at this distance, Eileen tilted her head at a speed he could hardly detect, dodging his attack and placing her sword against his neck.

This is……

Jeff's pupils contracted.

Before he could react, Eileen had already swung her sword without mercy, instantly sending Jeff's head flying into the air. Jeff landed on the snow and rolled several times, his blood staining the snow red.

This situation silenced the other five people, and then a chill emanated from their bodies from the inside out.

died?

How could the leader of the middle-ranking apostles die in a single encounter?

This shows what?

The five people stared at Eileen in disbelief, their eyes wide with shock.

High-ranking apostle!

The name of this rank appeared in their minds, deeply impacting their hearts.

Why would a high-ranking apostle be found in the Star River Territory?

why?

“By the way, Eileen,” Amelia said at this moment.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

"Since this is a rare opportunity, I'll take care of these guys and gain some combat experience."

Amelia has always trained herself by sparring with Eileen, but this undoubtedly has certain drawbacks, because deep down Amelia naturally believes that Eileen will not hurt her.

But in real combat, she must remember that her opponent not only wants to hurt her, but even wants to kill her.

Therefore, she needs to adapt to real combat.

Eileen, with her extensive combat experience, naturally understood this and immediately nodded: "I understand the situation. Then let Your Majesty deal with them. To die at Your Majesty's hands would be the greatest honor of their lives. As for me, I will cover Your Majesty's retreat and prevent any accidents."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Eileen."

Amelia, carrying her longbow "Silver Moon," walked over unhurriedly.