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

Chapter 99 The Starry Sky

Verna was looking at a report in her bedroom.

This is a detailed report about what happened on Amelia's side, far more detailed than the newspaper reports. After learning more details, Verna took a deep breath.

"The elf... does Amelia actually possess so much power behind her?"

While it's not accurate to say that the entire Elf Royal Court is behind Amelia, the fact that even a Super-Rank Apostle intervened demonstrates the immense power of the elves who helped her.

We must continue to maintain a good relationship with Amelia!

Verna thought about it and got up to go talk to Amelia.

Besides maintaining a good relationship, we also need to seriously discuss their subsequent actions.

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Soon after, Verna arrived at Amelia's place.

Amelia was not surprised by Verna's arrival.

Because the footage that the audience had been watching had recently shifted to Verna, she learned some things through the comments section.

'Whether it's Belt or Verna, they both see the elves as my backing. I wonder what their expressions would be if they knew the elves were actually my enemies? But I certainly won't tell them this myself, and why would proud elves take the initiative to explain? Proud elves wouldn't even know this.'

Amelia thought to herself.

If one can use the name of an elf to gain personal benefits, then of course one should take advantage of it; there's no need to be polite to elves.

"Bennett came before, right?" That was the first thing Verna asked.

"I've been here."

"Does he want to sign a contract with you?"

"That's right, but we can't sign a contract."

What are your plans next?

Verna sat down on the sofa, her gaze fixed on Amelia. The stronger Amelia's power was, the more weight she carried in Verna's heart. She couldn't ignore Amelia's opinion.

“What do you want me to do?” Amelia countered.

“I don’t have many thoughts on this; it all depends on what you think.” Verna shook her head.

She had originally wanted Amelia to help her eliminate the other competitors, especially Bennett, but after thinking about it, she felt it was unnecessary for her to offer it herself.

Bennett is trying to sign a contract with Amelia, and Amelia herself understands that if she continues to delay, there will be problems. Therefore, she doesn't need to urge Amelia on this matter. Excessive urging will cause her to lose the initiative.

“Since you don’t have any ideas either, let’s see how things go and how the city changes after all sorts of things happen.” Amelia finished speaking, then smiled and said, “Before that, I’m planning to go out for a walk. Do you want to come along?”

“Going shopping? I have no objection.” Verna nodded.

She originally wanted to improve her relationship with Amelia, and shopping was a great option.

“Then let’s get going.” Amelia stood up.

Knowing she would be staying in Beard for quite some time, she planned to explore the city thoroughly to gain a better understanding of it, which would help her plan various things in the future.

She was no longer someone who could slack off and do nothing. She carried the expectations of countless people and was about to embark on the road to restoring her country. She needed to take the initiative to do something.

If Eileen were still a mid-level apostle, Amelia wouldn't dare to go out rashly, lest she attract trouble. But Eileen, who was already a high-level apostle, gave her a great sense of security.

With Eileen around, there's nothing to be afraid of.

After glancing at Eileen, Eileen followed closely behind.

Soon after, the group boarded a carriage outside, driven by Eileen, and slowly headed out of White Maple Academy.

Inside the carriage, Amelia lifted the curtain of the window and looked outside.

Verna also came over and looked outside. Upon seeing what was there, she exclaimed in surprise, "Why is he here?"

“Who?” Amelia asked.

“It’s him, Vincent Luban. I wonder what he’s doing at White Maple Academy.” Verna pointed in a direction.

Upon hearing the name, Amelia's heart tightened, and she quickly looked in the direction Verna was pointing.

In that direction, you can see a young man with short red hair and a strong build standing there.

The young man had a kind and honest appearance, and he would smile at anyone he met, with a friendly and approachable demeanor. He was none other than Prince Vincent, who was usually very low-key and almost forgotten by everyone.

Upon seeing this person, Amelia silently lowered the curtain and earnestly said to Verna, "Verna, I have something important to tell you."

"What is it?" Verna asked, startled.

She noticed that Amelia's expression suddenly became serious, an expression she rarely saw on Amelia, and her heart skipped a beat.

Amelia said seriously, "Virna, you may not know this, but I'm actually very good at judging people. I can roughly tell what kind of person someone is just by looking at them."

Verna: "???"

A look of doubt appeared in her eyes. Did Amelia have such insight?

Amelia continued, "When I saw Prince Vincent just now, I felt that there was something wrong with him. His apparent honesty was completely a facade, and deep in his eyes was something called ambition. And he is already a prince, so it's easy to imagine what could make him so ambitious."

Amelia was trying to get Verna's attention to this real enemy, so she used this excuse.

However, after she said that, Verna hesitated: "Amelia, are you overthinking it? Vincent seems mediocre no matter how you look at it, and he doesn't have the ability to compete for the Grand Duke's position, does he? The biggest threat should be Bennet."

"No, believe me, I think Vincent has a lot of problems."

"Even if he really has ambition, does he not have the ability to match it?"

“We still can’t let our guard down. Verna, you should secretly investigate Vincent’s situation and see if he’s hiding any power.”

"Well... okay."

Seeing how serious Amelia was, Verna couldn't bring herself to say anything against it.

Besides, Vincent is, after all, a prince, and the eldest prince at that. He's not entirely without threat to me, so it wouldn't hurt to pay a little more attention to him.

[Is Amelia's insight really that accurate? She can spot Vincent's problem even from that?]

Vincent never imagined that a single glance from Amelia would expose his ambition to vie for the Grand Duke's throne.

Just because I glanced at you in the crowd?

During this period, Vincent should have accumulated formidable power and should not be underestimated.

Several nobles have already secretly pledged allegiance to Vincent, haven't they? I think so...

As she watched the comments appear, Amelia silently noted down the useful information.

Now, no matter what needs to be investigated, it has to be done by Werner or Bennett, because I don't have enough power in Beard City.

Once Harold arrives with his men, I should have people I can use. Hopefully, those people will be reliable enough.

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Time passed day by day.

The leaves turned yellow and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, it's already late autumn.

April 15th, 720th year of the Heavenly Calendar.

The weather in Beard City was getting colder and colder. It was located in the north, so the temperature dropped very quickly. People in the city wore thicker clothes to keep warm.

For fashion-conscious young women and ladies, cold weather is not a good thing, as it means they can no longer wear clothes that accentuate their figures and have to dress in bulky attire—as it used to be.

However, the situation changed a few years ago when many alchemical products from the Waterland Empire were delivered to the country.

The warm stockings, though so thin, felt like thick cotton pants when worn, and you didn't feel cold at all.

There are also warm tops, enough to keep the upper body warm.

As long as these alchemical products exist, even in the dead of winter, young girls and noblewomen can dress lightly, let alone now that the weather is only slightly cold.

However, these alchemical products are quite expensive, and even people in Beard City cannot afford to own one. Those who can afford such alchemical products are either very rich or very noble.

As the weather gradually turned colder, Verna sent Amelia these kinds of warm clothing.

The clothes were delivered a few days ago, but Amelia hadn't used them. However, the weather seemed unusually cold today, so she asked Eileen to take them out.

'These stockings are almost identical to the "bare leg" memorabilia from my past life, are they alchemical creations? And this top too…'

Amelia picked up the thermal top and thermal tights and looked at them. Both were flesh-colored, and if you didn't look closely, you might think she was naked.

She tried it on and felt that the texture was very good and it felt very comfortable against her skin. The coldness she had felt before was immediately repelled after putting it on.

Feeling good.

After putting on a thermal top and tights, Amelia chose a thin white dress before going to the restaurant.

Eileen had already prepared breakfast, and the newspaper she had brought was placed beside her.

After Amelia sat down, she picked up the newspaper and looked at it, which was a routine thing for her every day.

"Has it finally arrived?"

Amelia smiled when she saw a message in the comments section of the Red Maple Morning Post.

Twenty-two days have passed since Harold left, and he has finally returned. Now she can see how her first batch of personnel is doing.

She put down the newspaper and started eating breakfast.

She had a harp class today, so she went to class this morning and behaved just averagely.

She came back at noon to rest for a while and discussed her evening outing with Eileen.

In the afternoon, Amelia continued to attend her harp class, impressing everyone with her harp skills. Many people wanted to invite her out, but she refused.

After her afternoon classes ended, Amelia returned to her dormitory to continue preparing.

Before we knew it, it was evening.

The stars are scattered across the night sky, like gods placing chess pieces, shining brightly in the distant darkness.

Amelia looked up at the starry sky and murmured, "The starry sky is so beautiful, but it's also so far away. Just like people's dreams, so wonderful, yet so distant. Is fulfilling a dream as difficult as plucking a star from a tree?"

“Your Majesty, we will succeed,” Eileen said confidently from behind Amelia.

"I hope I don't die on the way," Amelia said with a wry smile.

“If that day ever comes, I will die before His Majesty.” Eileen’s expression held a firm conviction.