The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

The conspiracy and violence against Tianlong make people feel powerless, let alone facing the Imperial Princess in the sun.

"Your father is a merchant." Hestia still remembered Domis' words.

"Yes... Your Highness."

"what's your name?"

"Just call me Domis, Your Highness."

Hestia Mio nodded. Aside from the Guisi tribe, most commoners in the Empire didn't even have a proper surname.

In the past, the Sun Dynasty required all citizens to register and use fixed surnames to govern the newly conquered lands. Viola's last name was Lilan simply because her grandfather's grandfather was named Lilan when she registered, so she used that as her last name.

Even among the nobles, the birth of the prominent surname "Heberus" has only been around for over two hundred years, the same age as the God-Emperor.

"Simplicity is beauty. At least it sounds much better than those names with a long list of titles and fiefs," the princess said. "I remember you were the owner of a daily necessities store?"

"Yes, we mainly import cheap industrial products from the Kingdom of Tailan and the West Coast workshops, and then resell them to coastal cities."

"The Empire has always had an embargo on the Kingdom of Tailan. Your business has certainly evaded taxes for the Empire over the years, right?"

Domis' palms were sweaty and there was some anger in her eyes.

Bullshit embargo! You, the princess, can even invite Thai capitalists to your own palace. What kind of person is this? Don’t you look at yourself in the mirror?

But she didn't dare to curse out loud, and only forced a smile and said, "Our family pays taxes to the Empire every year. This should be recorded in the Finance Department and the Audit Office."

"Oh." Hestia smiled but said nothing.

The canary used the same rhetoric as Liliana, pushing the problem onto the imperial bureaucrats.

There are a lot of bad debts in Yunding City, but there is nothing much to dig up. If we can find out the truth about these businessmen, we will definitely be able to execute several rows of imperial masters.

Unfortunately, the Governor's Office had already been purged once by Adrian Hesse. If the princess were to cause trouble for the "important ministers" again, she would not only be left with no one available, but the Iron Army might also be implicated.

The princess had no intention of checking Domis's household registration by asking so many questions. She just wanted to confirm whether the several blade cultivation spirits wandering around the manor castle had some relationship with the lonely girl in front of her.

In official history, the Church of Radiance reaped the biggest benefits from the empire's corpse, but even at the last moment when the Heberus were collectively executed, the church did not formally launch a crusade against the empire.

If the Apostles of Radiance did not help the rebels overthrow the tower at the behest of the Church, then who recommended Viola to go down this path to the end?

In the main storyline of the Glowing Apostle, the archives of the Apostle's Palace contain dozens of letters from high-ranking officials of the Freedom Army. Some of these letters are ambiguous and use obscure wording.

"If I don't survive this operation, I hope you can place a bouquet of yellow roses on my grave..."

"After overthrowing the tower, seclusion on an island where the evening breeze blows might be more suitable for people like us..."

"If the ultimate mission of the Apostle of Radiance is to illuminate the suffering people of the world, then my mission is also to free the last sufferer from the shackles of responsibility and burden..."

"Even if the world is at peace, there will still be people who need help..."

It was just a straight ball hitting him in the face.

Unfortunately, the Apostle of Radiance lived in misery with her family torn apart and her loved ones killed throughout her life. Even after the First Chaos War ended, she never set foot in her hometown, nor did she show any signs of meeting the writer of the letter.

Considering the wording of the letter, players speculated that the writer was most likely a rebel whom the Apostle of Radiance met in his hometown, but the Apostle of Radiance had been wandering for half his life, and the two had probably been separated for more than twenty years.

What is even more regrettable is that even the players of the Free Will series were unable to find any clues related to the writer of the letter in their respective nests.

Thinking of this, Hestia looked at Domis with an increasingly strange expression. Suddenly, she felt that this canary also had merits worth exploring.

At least she smells delicious.

"Your Highness, Domis will inevitably be excited and nervous when she comes into such close contact with the Imperial Princess." Viola saw that the atmosphere was a little subtle and immediately stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Is that so?" The princess narrowed her eyes.

"Her Royal Highness has an outstanding temperament and a great reputation. After hearing about her many deeds, I have come to admire her even more. That's why when I saw her, I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do..." Domis lowered her head even lower and said something against her will.

"After all, you originally invited Viola, so it's understandable that you didn't expect me to show up. None of the guests here knew I was coming," Hestia said casually. "After all, at such a grand occasion, if the rebels knew of my itinerary, who knows what kind of assassination they would arrange, wouldn't you agree?"

Domis's forehead was covered with sweat. She said in a surprised tone, "Assassinating the princess? Who dares to do such a treasonous thing!?"

"uh-huh."

"Your Highness, Domis invited me because she wanted to take advantage of your Highness, right, Domis?" Viola felt that the princess was asserting her sovereignty. When she thought that Her Highness also had such a childish side, she felt sweet and funny in her heart.

She took her friend's wrist, shook it gently, and winked suggestively.

"Uh, yes... After learning that Viola was serving His Highness, I have always wanted to find an opportunity to see His Highness's face, but my position is low and my words are not taken seriously..."

"So, you're not interested in Viola, but in me, the princess?" The princess sneered. "Do you think a lowly person like you is qualified?"

"what?"

"Your Highness!" Viola didn't expect His Highness's reaction to be so "intense," so she said to Domis, "Domis, His Highness was just joking with you..."

Of course, Domis knew the dragon was joking, and she felt humiliated at being played like that. What made the blonde even more angry and grief-stricken was that her best friend was actually helping the dragon save the situation!

She admitted that Viola had handled the situation to the best of her ability. After all, that was the authority of the Celestial Dragons. Even if someone wanted to humiliate her in public, there was no one else present who would dare to disobey.

Besides, it's just a joke.

The more this happened, the sadder Domis felt.

This was simply the beauty of being a slave. As long as the Celestial Dragons didn't abuse or kill her on the spot, she would be happy to do whatever they said or did to her.

But now she can only "accept it with joy".

Domis said, "Your Highness, I know that I am of humble status and unworthy of sharing the same table with Your Highness... But if Your Highness commands me, I will certainly go through fire and water and will not dare to neglect it in the slightest."

shame!

What a shame!

If she had known that the Silver Dragon with sin flowing in its blood would show up, she would never show up at this occasion even if she died!

How many warriors of free will can withstand the authority of the tower?

"Well……"

Hestia hadn't expected Canary to be so submissive, and was confused for a moment.

The blonde girl really doesn't show any foundation in blade cultivation. If she can become a blade cultivator like this, then she is definitely not the backbone of free will. She can only be considered a fence-sitter doing odd jobs on the periphery.

"Struggle" runs through the beginning and end of the path of change. Canary is belligerent and rebellious. So far, her behavior has been very ordinary, just like a lowly merchant's daughter.

After thinking for a moment, the princess said, "Well, since you invited Viola first, I'll lend her to you for two hours. You can return her to me after you've shown her around. How about that?"

Hearing this, Domisi's heart was once again filled with anger.

"borrow"?

"return"?

What do you take Viola for!

But Domis was strong-willed and suppressed all her emotions without showing any expression.

"Then Domis would like to thank Your Highness for your kindness." The blonde girl knelt down again.

"Your Highness, is it really possible?" The little maid became reserved.

"Go ahead and have fun," Hestia said jokingly, waving her hand knowingly. "You always pinch your toes when you're nervous. If you come with me, you'll probably wear through the tiles in the auditorium."

Viola's face turned even redder, and she rubbed the toes of her shoes on the stone bricks, whispering, "I don't have any, Your Highness..."

"Remember, two hours."

Leaving a word behind, Hestia boarded the carriage and ordered the captain to drive into the manor.

"Your Highness, you seem to be somewhat fond of that merchant girl?"

Clara asked, leaning against the carriage.

"I just want to see how closely she is connected to the rebels."

"Rebel?"

"Just guessing. What do you think of her?"

"She... smells good?" Clara said. "I don't see any trace of rebelliousness in her face, so I don't have any ill feelings towards her. However, those emerald eyes are very elegant, sharp and determined, like someone who has experienced a lot. If she kills a few more people, her temperament will be even more obvious."

"Hmm," Hestia said, "I think she's quite gloomy and secretive. Haha, maybe all businessmen are like that."

"Your Highness, if she is truly a traitor, aren't you worried about Miss Lilan's safety?"

"The whole manor is full of our sentinels. How dangerous can she be, a merchant's daughter?" Hestia shrugged. "Besides, Viola has become a mystic. Even though she's still a fledgling, she's not so easy to deal with. Haven't you noticed that my maid has become more agile?"

"Yes, I heard that the path of wisdom can indeed broaden one's thinking." The Knight Commander agreed.

"Let's see what that little yellow bird will say to my maid. If it's just for fame and fortune, then fine. I don't mind supporting another useful businessman. But if there's some other conspiracy, haha..."

Hestia smiled grimly.

The first thing she thought of was the Ella team that had tried to assassinate her outside the White Sea Company. All the evil deeds against her would eventually be repaid with blood.

But somehow, the image of the unruly purple puppy reappeared in the princess' mind.

Aphra Menlo was an exception. Hestia did not kill her or absorb her path with the Witch's Book. Instead, she kept her by her side as a slave who could take whatever she wanted.

Compared with the miserable Roland brothers and sisters, the purple-skinned puppy received the greatest tolerance from the princess.

Shaking her head, the princess shook off the random thoughts that had arisen in her head, and looked through the front window of the carriage at the brightly lit manor castle.

The real significance of this dinner was to kick off a revolution in the West Coast's business sector. There were still nearly two hours before the ceremony officially began, which was why Hestia loosened the "reins" of the maid.

Before that, she had to meet a guest from afar.

Co-King of the Pirate Republic, Second Commander in Chief of the Battle of the Sea of ​​Mist, a legendary pirate who roamed the seas for sixty years.

The King of Overthrow, Polony Herbos.

Volume 102: Caged Bird: . Legendary Pirate

Hestia walked through the luxuriously decorated halls as if no one was around. Gazes, some frightening, some stunning, quickly passed by under her wide-brimmed hat that was used to pick flowers.

People only knew in advance that this was the grand opening banquet of this year's social season, but no one informed them that the silver dragon high in the clouds would also appear in this occasion of luxury, copper smell, gold and jade clothes.