You are all my wings!

Each name, once uttered, conjured in Ophimasso's mind the joyful faces of those who had happily drunk their post-war wines; many of them were people she had personally recruited and cultivated over a considerable period of time.

If I had listened to Lyon earlier that day and asked him to predict whether his plan would go smoothly, would the outcome have been completely different?

Could this crisis be resolved more easily?

Could this help more young people survive and live a happy life?

"Your Highness, the battle is over. Please do not dwell on your grief. Without your leadership and the pressure you withstood at the front, the rest of us would have perished long ago in the monster tide."

Bigas took a step closer.

"Don't worry, I'm just reflecting on my shortcomings. Sadness is what motivates me to strive harder. To avoid encountering the same problem again, all I need to do is become stronger and find more suitable talent."

Ophimasso shook his head and walked out of the tent.

Looking around, everything was still bustling with activity, people busy sorting out their spoils and processing various monster materials and monster meat.

"Bigas, announce for me that the compensation for the families of the fallen will be tripled, the surviving soldiers will receive double the bonus, and they can collect their upgrade materials from me at any time. If you have already accumulated enough merits, give me the list, and I will have my father bestow titles upon you when we return."

"Okay, I'll go and inform the various camps right away."

The maid, Bigas, turned and left.

Ophimasso then began to stroll.

This was her habit: after the battle, she would observe the reactions of the soldiers, understand their needs and the problems they encountered, and try her best to solve them as quickly as possible.

As a princess, she was not the kind of commander who issued orders from a high place.

In many battles, she was able to win not because of ingenious strategies, but because she understood her legion members well and united them as one, thus turning the legion's strength into a single rope.

After patrolling for about half an hour, she unknowingly arrived at the saint's tent.

Britta and the long-lived creature should still be in the healing camp treating the wounded.

She didn't know what had gotten into her that led her here; in any case, her actions preceded her thoughts, and before she could even react, she was already standing in front of the saintess's tent.

She crept closer, her eyes unconsciously peering through the gap in the curtain...

wrong!

what am i doing?

A princess of the highest rank spying on someone else's camp?

How would I explain this if someone saw it?

Let's not look at it anymore. We haven't figured out how to recruit Lyon yet. We'll take action once we've figured out our strategy!

Thinking of this, Ophimasso took a few steps back and was about to leave.

"Oh, Your Highness, what brings you here?"

Turning around, I saw it was Lyon.

He was carrying a large basin of monster meat, which meant he had just brought back a huge amount of monster meat from the kitchen.

Damn, why is he walking so quietly?

The Shadow Walker, how well do you hide your movements?

"Oh, I was just checking out the surrounding area and happened to come here for a stroll."

"As expected of Her Highness the Princess, even though she is still injured, she is still so considerate of her subjects."

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"Ah."

Ophimosa nodded slightly.

She felt a subtle embarrassment; she hadn't figured out how to win him over yet and was about to leave when he bumped into her.

The key question is, did Leon notice when I got so close and almost spied on him?

suddenly--

"Huh? So that sneaky, spying figure was the princess? I was so scared I ran back right away."

It was Maggie, who was also carrying a large pot of meat, running over from a distance.

Ophimosa's eyelids twitched several times.

Is this little girl really so outspoken?

“Magical, don’t be so rude. Why would a princess be acting so suspiciously? That figure looks quite noble.”

Lyon said something.

"Noble? Well, it's not exactly sneaky, but it is definitely spying."

Maggie said nonchalantly.

She has never been afraid of royal or divine power.

“Miss Maggie, you can’t just say things like that. I was just exercising my right to inspect the camps and see if there were any problems that I could help with.”

Ophimosa forced a smile.

Fortunately, although she has a tall and slender figure, her face is gentle and graceful. Even her forced smile looks warm and approachable.

However, for Maggie, this so-called closeness was not important.

She said dismissively:

"Hey! How interesting. Last time you framed Lyon, you didn't even have a complete explanation. Now you can't accept me saying you were spying? Tsk tsk, so all the royals are the same, condescending and arrogant! Pshaw, what's so great and proud of them? They just have a demigod ancestor."

When it comes to this, Ophimasso really has nothing to say.

Maggie continued:

"Now that my master's divination results are in, what do you say? When are you going to hand over that so-called astrologer? Your Highness, you didn't make this up, did you? And also, how are you going to explain the spying incident?"

Ophimosa's eyelid twitched again.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that some passersby seemed to have heard what Maggie said, and they were looking at her with curiosity and gossip.

That look left her speechless.

Are these guys all that free?

She discovered a problem: she wasn't used to people like Maggie who spoke without restraint.

No, rather than saying that Maggie was outspoken, it would be more accurate to say that she was fearless.

They are not afraid of the strong, nor of royal power, and it seems they are unlikely to be afraid of divine authority either.

He himself had fought many battles and even led a national peace negotiation, so he was quite familiar with this kind of high-society social interaction.

But he's really not good at dealing with someone like Machiru who's fearless.

Wait, she called Leon "master"?

What is the relationship between these two?

Although many questions had accumulated in her mind, Ophimasso had recovered from her initial awkwardness and smiled slightly:

“Miss Machiru, things have their order and events have their sequence. Don’t rush. We can wait for Timia to return before confirming whether Leon’s divination was correct, right? As for spying, I’ll say it again: I was just exercising my rights and obligations by patrolling the camp during the battle and resolving issues.”

"Do you need to come to our camp to solve the problem? We're not your soldiers."

Maggie Lu gave a cold laugh and pinpointed the problem precisely:

"Besides, you clearly know that Britta isn't here, but aren't you still trying to sneak a peek at something? Like last time you suspected that my master had seen you naked, so you want to see back, right? After all, you even dared to secretly kiss him during the battle, didn't you?"

She didn't speak loudly, but because of her clear voice and articulation, several logistics staff members who were passing by couldn't help but prick up their ears to listen out of curiosity about what the princess was doing standing there alone.

This was shocking; everyone wore expressions as if their worldviews had been shattered.

real or fake?

This is amazing!

Has Her Highness the Princess already been seen naked by someone else?

According to royal rules, if someone who has been seen naked is not killed, then he must marry the princess.

Damn it, who got this incredible luck?

Who is the little girl's owner?

Of course, Ophimasso saw the expressions on the faces of the passersby, but she wasn't sure how much of what Maquill had said had actually been heard by them.

At this point, it wouldn't be appropriate to call those people over in front of Leon Magillo and tell them not to leak the information and to remember to keep it a secret.

Now, all I can do is find an excuse to leave in front of Lyon and the other man as soon as possible, then find those people who are passing by and give them some instructions.

Normally, ordinary people who gossip about royalty are severely punished.

But given her military style, she always treated these trivial gossips and rumors lightly, and there was no need for her to hold any literary inquisitions.

If we lose sight of the bigger picture by focusing on trivial matters and making unfounded accusations, we risk destroying the morale that has been painstakingly built up.

There are many historical precedents for this.

Moreover, people love to hear stories, and as long as the core information isn't exaggerated too much, she doesn't care.

If things involving her get out, and she changes her approach to increase the punishment, it would go against her true intentions.

Therefore, she could only hope that the rumors wouldn't spread before she found them!

Lyon, who was standing nearby, had clearly noticed Ophie Marceau's predicament and laughed:

"March, that's enough. I believe Her Highness the Princess wouldn't do such a thing. Let's eat all this fresh demon meat as soon as possible. Leaving it too long will waste its effects. Right now, the most important thing is to eat!"

[Character Ophimosa's affinity +2%, current affinity 51%]

As expected, Lyon is reasonable, Ophim Marceau thought.

When Maggie heard Leon say that, she seemed to remember something, glanced at the fresh meat in her hand, and slurped it down.

She thought for a moment, then looked up and softly hummed:

"Since my dear and respectable master says so, then I will no longer pursue the matter of the princess spying."

Investigate?

Ophimosa's eyelid twitched again.

This little girl is really something, being so arrogant even on her own turf.

Hehe, hehehehe.

Calm down, calm down.

She suppressed the urge to retort and the hidden violent impulse within her, forced a smile and nodded, not even having time for pleasantries, and hurriedly went to find the people who had just passed by and heard the noise.

Hopefully they didn't really hear the important points and won't spread rumors everywhere!

She quickly arrived at the kitchen.

This is an open camp where a group of dismantlers are enthusiastically dismantling things.

There were two groups that just passed by: one group was the Dismantlers, and the other group was the warriors who were sorting through the monster loot that had broken into the camp.

She went to the kitchen first because she had a good grasp of the soldiers' abilities and believed they wouldn't bring up the topic and would remain silent.

As for the dismantlers, some of them are people she transferred from the Adventurers' Guild, so she has less control over them. Some of them may not even know that she is the mastermind behind the scenes, so they are the most likely to spread rumors!

Upon arrival, they overheard various conversations.

"Hey buddy, did you hear? His Highness has fallen in love with an ordinary adventurer!"

"Tch, I thought it was some juicy gossip. Your version is outdated. As far as I know, Her Highness the Princess is getting married soon!"

A huge, huge... wedding?

Ophimosa's vision went black.

Chapter 207 Attribute Quest Overview