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

"???"

Amelia looked at Eileen with a somewhat bewildered expression.

Breakthrough?

High-ranking apostle?

If she remembered correctly, Eileen should have broken through on November 20th, right? Today is only October 23rd, could it be that she broke through ahead of schedule?

[What?! Eileen actually broke through?! Almost a month ahead of schedule?!]

Why did Eileen achieve such a breakthrough?

[This isn't the original storyline; it's a different route. Eileen's progression speed could be earlier or later, which should be reasonable, right?]

[Could it be that Amelia exerted enough pressure on Irene that caused her to break through?]

Goodness, I thought Eileen would fail this time and be punished by Amelia, but she actually broke through... Eileen is already an upper apostle, so how can Amelia catch her now?

[Amelia (sad)!]

[You didn't expect that, Amelia, you thought you had won, but Eileen broke through.]

This is truly a welcome sight.

Amelia glanced at the comments section, then at Eileen.

A breakthrough ahead of schedule?

Is there really such a thing?

Amelia didn't know whether to be happy or upset.

Eileen's ability to break through to the level of an upper apostle ahead of schedule is definitely a great thing for her, and she should be happy about it.

However, Eileen's breakthrough also meant that he had been utterly defeated in this chase and escape exercise with Eileen.

Even a mid-level Apostle like Eileen had to go to great lengths and spend so much time chasing after her. How could a high-level Apostle possibly catch her?

After a series of thoughts flashed through her mind, Amelia turned and went to bed.

"Miss Lily."

Eileen instinctively followed.

Amelia got onto the bed and lay down, sticking her back out: "Come on, Eileen."

“Miss Lily, this is…” Eileen was somewhat at a loss.

"What else can we do? You're already a high-ranking apostle, what chance do I have of winning? The outcome is already decided, so let's just be decisive." Amelia resigned herself to her fate.

Since it was obvious that something was impossible to succeed, she naturally lost the motivation to continue and decided to just accept the punishment.

Seeing Amelia lying on the bed, Eileen felt a little embarrassed.

But her previous experience made her realize that since Amelia had decided to accept the punishment, there was no point in her hesitating any further; it would only be a waste of time.

I should be more decisive!

Thinking of this, Eileen stepped forward and raised her hand as she had done last time, then lowered it.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The rhythmic sounds emanated from the bedroom.

Along with the punishment, a strange sensation arose from where Amelia and Eileen had touched, a tingling, numb feeling that made Amelia's pretty face flush red.

She felt so ashamed.

At this moment, she dared not look at the comments. Who knew what strange things they would say? They would definitely be making fun of her, so she couldn't look at them at all.

As long as I don't watch, no one in the comments section will laugh at me!

With this ostrich-like mentality, Amelia covered her face and buried her head, letting Eileen punish her.

However, after the slaps continued for more than twenty times, Amelia finally couldn't help but turn her head to look at Eileen behind her, pouting and saying with teary eyes, "Eileen, isn't that enough? You've punished me so many times, you're not trying to hit me on purpose, are you?"

"No, no, I just didn't know how many times I should be punished. I... I didn't mean to." Eileen quickly stopped and took a few steps back, looking somewhat flustered.

"If it wasn't intentional, then let it go. Anyway, the punishment is over." Amelia said, quickly sitting down.

Seeing Amelia's tearful face, Eileen's fingers unconsciously tugged at the hem of her maid outfit.

Your Majesty is so cute.

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Horse-drawn carriages traveled through the countryside in a quiet procession, with only the sound of the wheels turning.

Although the autumn sun is intense, it's fortunate that we're approaching late autumn and the temperature isn't as high as in summer, so it's still quite bearable.

The occasional autumn breeze makes it feel especially cool.

We're almost at Beard City.

Inside a carriage, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man looked into the distance, lost in thought.

He had deep purple hair and eyes, a resolute face, and a natural air of authority that made it clear at a glance that he had held a high position for a long time, which had cultivated such an aura.

He is Rupert Ross!

After glancing outside, Rupert lowered the carriage curtain and his gaze swept across the interior of the carriage, landing on a blue-eyed girl with long, slightly wavy blonde hair.

“Lord Ross.” The girl spoke nervously when she saw Rupert looking at her.

"What did you call me?" Rupert frowned immediately.

This attitude made the girl's expression tighten, and she could only cautiously ask, "Rupert, are we almost at Beard City?"

Rupert's brow furrowed even more: "Your Majesty, I've told you many times, you are now Amelia Steele, the Queen of the Kingdom of Steele. Even though the kingdom has fallen, you are still a queen, and you must possess the aura befitting one. If you can't imitate this well, how can you deceive the rest of the people?"

Rupert looked somewhat helpless at this point.

Initially, when they found someone named Valerie Gissing to play Amelia Steele, she performed quite well according to their requirements, given her background as a stage actress. However, as time went on, she began to feel afraid. Was it because the attention she received was increasing?

In situations like this, Rupert can't make a substitution; he can only offer a few words of comfort.

Valerie could only nod repeatedly in response to Rupert's words.

It's normal for her to be scared, after all, she was originally just an unknown theatrical actress who was chosen to play the role of the queen of a fallen kingdom simply because she had the same long hair and eye color as her.

Valerie now felt that many eyes were on her, eyes that should have been on Amelia, but were now all on her, which naturally brought her a lot of pressure.

"In short, nothing can go wrong on this trip to Beard City. You must always remember that you are Amelia Steele," Rupert said solemnly.

Valerie could only nod.

After giving Valerie his instructions, Rupert sat down to the side and closed his eyes to rest.

However, he hadn't waited long when he noticed the carriage had stopped. He frowned slightly and got out of the carriage.

"what happened?"

After Rupert came out, his gaze swept over his surroundings.

Upon hearing his question, someone immediately came up and explained the situation to him: "Your Excellency, there are fallen trees blocking our way. It will take some time to clear those trees."

Upon hearing this, Rupert's expression immediately turned serious: "Be careful during the cleanup. Someone might be deliberately keeping us tied down here so they can attack us. We can't let our guard down."

"Yes, Lord Count."

Those below received the order.

After giving his instructions, Rupert looked around.

He recalled that if thieves wanted to rob a passing caravan, they would often cut down trees to block the road, preventing the caravan from leaving in time, and then take advantage of the situation to steal from them.

The situation he was in at that moment inevitably brought this to his mind.

If it's just a thief, that's fine; but if it's not a thief, then it's even more worth pondering.

Thinking of this, Rupert raised his head and glanced at the people sitting on horseback around the carriage, giving them a few subtle winks, and the people surrounding the carriage nodded in agreement.

'Your Majesty, could it be that you've done all this to get rid of the person impersonating you? If so, I'd be delighted. After all, everything I've done is to lure you out and eliminate any future trouble.'

'Your Majesty, please don't blame me for being so ruthless. My entire family has already gone to the Kingdom of Akti, and from now on, I will only belong to the Kingdom of Akti. You are no longer my Emperor.'

With a flicker in his eyes, Rupert solidified some of his inner convictions.

Just then...

"Hoohoo!"

A sudden gust of wind swept by, and Rupert was caught off guard and blown to the ground. At the same time, the entire convoy was thrown over, and cries of alarm rose from all sides.

Where did the wind come from?

After Rupert fell to the ground, he quickly put his hands in front of him, his mind racing.

The power of the wind? Those who wield this power are undoubtedly believers in the Bard's Bow… Have an elf appeared?

But why elves?

Before Rupert could figure it out, screams rang out from the side. He heard many familiar voices, the voices of the powerful apostles who had been surrounding the carriage earlier.

Upon hearing those sounds, he, who had intended to force himself to get up, decisively lay back down on the ground.

'What's going on? Is this Amelia's side? Does she have connections with elves? And this elf's strength is terrifying! That's an apostle-level expert from the Kingdom of Akti, even a high-ranking apostle, and they were no match for him?'

Rupert, lying on the ground, even felt a little frightened.

He lay there motionless until the surrounding gale subsided, at which point he dared to raise his head and look around.

The caravan had been battered by the gale, with people lying dead in various places, groaning in pain. Many horses were neighing wildly, and dust was billowing around at knee height.

Rupert stood up somewhat awkwardly and immediately went to the carriage to lift the curtain.

At that moment, Valerie lay in a pool of blood, blood gushing from her neck, and she was no longer breathing.

He lowered the carriage curtain and looked around at the deceased apostle warriors of the Akti Kingdom, his expression constantly changing.

What should I do after such a change?

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In the woods not far away, the wind was blowing quite fast, causing the branches of different trees to sway and rub against each other, making a rustling sound.