Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

Russell was a little confused.

Schneider had an expression that said, "It's not easy to be a demon-slaying hero." Russell always felt that this guy was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

"Where is Long? What damage has been done to the manor?" Russell had no choice but to ask.

"There were no casualties, but the manor was destroyed by the war..." Schneider continued.

Russell was relieved to hear that there were no casualties. He said helplessly, "Please notify Grein or Bishop Sigbert and ask them to arrange compensation for the manor owner's losses on my behalf."

Schneider's smile immediately disappeared when he heard these two names.

How could you possibly command two of the three bishops of Usedom? Even though Bishop Grein had been dismissed from his position.

Considering the demon-slaying hero's style, perhaps Sister Cecilia, the rumored adopted daughter of Archbishop Cluny, is also his woman...

Wait, doesn’t this mean that this demon-slaying hero has already taken control of the church?

Furthermore, Her Highness Eleanor addressed him as "Master," and after slaying the demon, he also enjoyed great prestige among the knights and citizens...

Schneider shuddered all over. He no longer wanted to laugh. On the contrary, he was now glad that he had surrendered early and was glad of his choice.

Although this was not something that had yet to be decided, it did not prevent Schneider from feeling that he had already embarked on the path of becoming a loyal follower of the emperor.

Loyalty! Sincerity! There is no two suns in the sky! From now on, my heart will only have one sun, Russell!

What? You ask why an Occitania should be king of Usedom? The Burgoni family even has animal blood in them!

Captain Schneider had already quietly addressed Russell as "Your Majesty" in his heart, and he denounced Burgoni, who had always been considered "unparalleled," as a beast.

Usedom's system of classifying everyone as knights, regardless of status, is flawed! We need to learn from the Kingdom of Occitania! They have a complex, sophisticated, and elegant aristocracy!

Who could understand Occitania better than a noble Occitania king?

Captain Schneider's guards even found another reason. He began to imagine the day when he would be called Duke Schneider as a loyal minister.

Of course, Schneider had no idea that he was asking the blind for advice. Russell, who came from a modern republic, could not be said to know very little about the classical aristocracy, but he knew nothing at all.

Russell's voice brought the captain of the guard back to reality: "Alright, go down and deal with this matter. Also, remember to hide yourself and don't expose yourself."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" In Russell's surprised eyes, Schneider quickly changed his words, "I mean, yes! Your Excellency!"

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270 Suppressed Anger

Your Majesty? Is this guy hinting at something?

For example, did he deliberately use this name to imply that he was originally an undercover agent of King Frederick?

Russell couldn't help but associate it with the captain of the guard, Schneider's slip of the tongue.

But before he could think about it, the respectful voice of Captain Schneider's guard came from outside the door: "Your Majesty!"

This time it was King Frederick who actually arrived.

He strode into the palace where his daughter rested, looked at Eleanor who came to greet him, and smiled: "Why, Eleanor, you didn't go back to your own palace, are you used to this side hall?"

His Majesty the King looked like a kind and amiable father at this moment, with only the bandage on his hand as a witness to his emotional turmoil at noon.

Under Fredrich's kind face, Eleanor completely forgot the trouble she had caused. She had an innocent smile on her face: "Well, it's nice here, Dad!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't get used to it. You can always go back to your own palace. I have the maids clean it all the time and keep it in its original state!" Friedrich continued with a smile.

Eleanor was initially tempted, after all, that was her most comfortable home.

But when Eleanor thought about making love with her master in the boudoir where she lived as a girl, even though her whole body had been developed and she had been trained to be very proficient in all kinds of positions, she still couldn't help feeling a little shy.

It was as if the boudoir symbolized her final place of purity.

So Eleanor quickly and abruptly changed the subject: "It's okay, Dad. But why are you here?"

His Majesty the King seemed completely unaware of his daughter's thoughts and continued to ask, "Why, you don't welcome your father to visit you?"

After teasing Eleanor, he explained, "I came here to visit Conrad. I heard you were resting here, so I stopped by to see you. Come, accompany me to see your brother!"

"Well, okay!" Eleanor stood up readily and agreed crisply, still in high spirits.

His Majesty the King raised his eyebrows, then took Eleanor to the palace where Conrad was recuperating, followed by several black guards and servants.

Russell, hiding in the shadows, shook his head.

Eleanor really has no brains at all. All her emotions are written on her face. When she heard that she was going to see her "unconscious" brother Conrad, she was still so excited. Isn't this obviously telling others that she knows Conrad is not unconscious at all?

As for how you, silly kid, knew that, you definitely couldn't tell. Someone must have told you!

No matter what Conrad and Adelaide are plotting, they will definitely not tell the core secret to you, a silly child who can't keep a secret. Aren't you reporting my existence to your father, King Frederick?

His Majesty the King raised his eyebrows clearly just now, which shows that he has realized this.

And this expression was obviously not meant for Eleanor.

Russell was not opposed to contacting His Majesty the King, but he was not sure about Frederick's position yet.

Then let’s have a good talk…

While thinking, Russell gently grasped the sword at his waist.

Russell here is ready for a long talk on physics.

On the other side, King Frederick's face was as calm as the surface of water after seeing his unconscious son. There was not a trace of ripple on his wrinkled face.

Only the King's clenched left fist, hidden in his sleeve and unseen by anyone, revealed his true feelings.

"Well, let Conrad have a good rest." His Majesty the King looked deeply at his queen, his tone sounding regretful. "Let's go, Eleanor. Since you really want to return to your old palace, I will take you there."

Huh? When did I say I was going back to live there?

Eleanor's eyes widened in surprise, but the King's accumulated prestige over the years didn't allow her the courage to deny her father's decision. She could only reluctantly say, "I, I left something over there. I need to go back and get it."

Eleanor had no desire to be punished for neglecting her master—Russell probably wouldn't mind, but Margaret, Rosaline, and Francine would not miss the opportunity to teach her a lesson if they ever found out.

"Oh, why do you have to do such a small thing yourself?" Friedrich said with a smile but without any doubt.

Then His Majesty the King waved to the black guard who still had a pair of black eyes and said, "Sir Booker, please run a trip for Eleanor! Go and pick up all the things Eleanor left behind!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Booker retreated as ordered.

Eleanor was now speechless and could only look at her mother pitifully with eyes asking for help, her eyes as clear as a hungry cub.

Her Majesty the Queen did speak: "Your Majesty, since Eleanor wants to stay here——"

Frederick interrupted his queen without mercy: "What does the crazy woman know? Eleanor doesn't want to stay here. Eleanor wants to return to her original palace. Right, Eleanor?"

Under her father's intimidating gaze, Eleanor nodded involuntarily like a frightened quail.

"Okay, follow me!" Fredrich waved his hand, and Eleanor could only follow Fredrich pitifully and reluctantly.

His Majesty the King came and went in a hurry, as if freezing the palace where Conrad was.

The Crown Prince remained unconscious, while the Queen's face was ashen. All the attendants were so frightened that they dared not breathe or move, fearing they would become the target of the Queen's wrath. The palace fell into a dead silence.

After a long moment, Queen Adelaide finally suppressed her anger and said, "All of you go down. I want to be alone with Conrad for a while."

The servants retreated in a moment as if they had been pardoned.

At this moment, Queen Adelaide's expression calmed down. She looked out the window and murmured, "I'll let you recover after Frederick is gone. Don't worry, Conrad."

Conrad, who had been a little anxious, was calmed down. His spirit stood side by side with his mother, watching the King and his sister leave.

On the other hand, Booker was bewildered and had no idea why cleaning the palace, which had always been done by servants, was assigned to him by His Majesty the King.

Could it be that His Majesty is still unhappy about provoking Russell that day, so His Majesty continues to punish me in front of Her Highness Eleanor to vent his anger?

After all, Her Royal Highness is that person's lover...

With this understanding, Booker didn't dare to bring any helpers, for fear that Her Royal Highness the Princess wouldn't vent her anger thoroughly enough.

The leader of the black guards nervously pushed open the palace gate, which had become quiet and seemed empty.

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Author's note: Because I was hit by a car a while ago, I am still dizzy and need to go to the hospital for a follow-up check. I haven't finished the check-up today, and I will have to check it again tomorrow, so there will only be one update today and tomorrow. Please forgive me...

271 Cross-examination

Although Booker was worried about whether he could quell Eleanor's anger (Eleanor: Why didn't I know there was such a thing?), he actually had no other emotions in his heart when he entered the palace.

Facing the empty palace, he did not realize that there might be any danger - this is the royal city of our Burgoni family, what danger could there be?

Until a sword was pressed against his back.

Originally, Booker just thought that his armor hit something, but when the sword cut through his armor as easily as cutting bread, leaving his back facing the cold, he finally realized that something was wrong.

What made Booker sweat even more was that although he had excellent martial arts skills as the leader of the Black Guards, he had no idea that there was another person in the palace. Even when a sharp sword was pointed at his back, he failed to react in time.

"You, you, you, what are you going to do?"

Although Booker wanted to appear tough, his mouth trembled uncontrollably, as if he had a chill, perhaps because the tip of the sword against his back was too cold.

Then he heard a nightmarish voice: "Where is Eleanor? Where did Friedrich take her?"

Booker was very familiar with this voice. Although he had only met Russell once, the memory left was unforgettable.

The black circles under Booker's eyes made him a huge laughing stock in Usedom's upper class society, ruined his reputation and made him almost unable to face people.

Not to mention that being a demon-slaying hero brought Russell great reputation, many people also regarded him as a prospective prince - there are people who can guess the intentions of their superiors everywhere. It is almost known that His Majesty Frederick is trying to promote the Burgogne family to marry outside. Maybe Her Highness Eleanor is the first one.

Even within the royal family, many people felt that there was no harm in marrying Eleanor to this demon-slaying hero.

As for the opposing voices... those who were originally close to the Second Prince Walter were either purged or resolutely drew a line between themselves and the fallen prince.

Only the most conservative purebloods dared to speak out against this marriage. And even the purebloods thought it was unwise for Booker to provoke Russell, a man who could kill demons.

So apart from a few close relatives, Booker had no sympathizers at all.

In such an environment, although Booker's dreams were filled with scenes of being beaten by Russell, after tossing and turning all night, he finally decided to swallow his anger and swallow his anger.

So Booker did not claim to be sick and stay at home, but instead hung around in front of King Frederick all day long with two dark circles under his eyes, and performed his duties diligently. On the one hand, he was trying to gain sympathy points, and on the other hand, he hoped to let Princess Eleanor vent her anger as soon as possible and not let her bear a grudge against him.

Now Booker heard the voice of Russell, the culprit, and was terrified.

Booker even suspected at one point that he was stabbed to death by the bandits who had sneaked into the palace, and now hearing Russell's voice was just an illusion before his death.

But the cold tip of the sword behind him reminded him that this was not an illusion.

But he was still so frightened that he was speechless.

"Huh? You refuse to answer? I didn't realize you were such a tough guy!" Russell saw that Booker was scared out of his wits, and he couldn't help but show his evil humor and deliberately teased Booker.

Booker was so frightened that his whole body froze, his brain almost stopped working. He was even overjoyed when he heard Russell's "praise".

His mouth was no longer dry and his tongue was no longer dry. Instead, he showed a happy smile, but there was a bit of flattery in this smile.

"You, you are too kind, you are too kind, hey, hey hey."

Russell frowned at this unusual answer.

Is it true that your Burgoni family's IQs are low because of long-term inbreeding? Could it be that King Frederick's quick thinking is the product of genetic mutation?

"I'm asking you a question, don't be so playful!" Russell shouted impatiently, "Where's Eleanor?"

Booker finally came to his senses after being yelled at by Russell. When he realized what he had just said, he felt as if his face had been slapped several times, and it was burning.

Fortunately, Booker's speech function returned to normal, and before Russell's patience ran out, he replied politely, "Her Highness Eleanor has been taken back to her chambers by His Majesty."

Under Russell's questioning, Booker told him in detail about King Frederick's behavior when he visited Crown Prince Conrad, and also pointed out in detail the location of Eleanor's bedroom.

Russell was now certain that Booker was sent by King Frederick to deliver a message to him.

His Majesty the King obviously knew what kind of person his relative was - after being intimidated by Russell, he told all the details about the actions of His Majesty the King he was loyal to, and he was definitely not a tough guy.

No wonder he was so scared when he recognized my voice... He's a coward at heart.

As for what exactly His Majesty Frederick wanted to say, and whether he took Eleanor away with premeditated plans or on impulse, we may need to test it out to find out.

The worst-case scenario is to try to get Eleanor out after a falling out.

Russell didn't think that His Majesty the King was not angry with him.

No matter how politically correct it is to oppose demons, the demon he killed was the son of His Majesty the King; not only that, he also slept with his beloved daughter from his youth and trained her to be a slave girl.

Hasn't this already offended His Majesty the King?