"So...... Is this the prince's idea to beat me?" Vilia pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled sarcastically, taking the information she had just sent from her agents.

She was lying on the bed in the dormitory at the moment, wearing a light nightdress, one of which was still supporting her chin, giving people a hazy beauty full of intellectual wisdom.

But those eyes were as sharp as daggers that had just been unsheathed.

There is no doubt that the prince's greedy ambitions and desires angered the young queen.

It was the first time she had encountered someone trying to turn her into a plaything and a puppet since she had made up her mind to take control of her own destiny.

"Yes, Your Majesty. And they also plan to capture Tillesburg, cut off the grain transportation of the river, plunge the entire capital into famine, and then incite the hungry people to overthrow your rule. The agent bowed his head and reported in unvarnished language.

I am afraid that the few people who were conspiring together not long ago would never have dreamed that their every move was actually being watched by the ubiquitous spies, and in less than half an hour, all the conversations and discussions were presented in the hands of another party.

For a queen who came to power through a coup d'état, Vilia undoubtedly attached great importance to the development of intelligence agencies, in addition to the royal intelligence system inherited from his abdicated father, and also secretly established an unknown shadow agency.

And this shadow agency is responsible for supervising and cleaning up the royal intelligence system to ensure that there are no guys within it who secretly oppose them.

After several months of vigorous cultivation, it is now time for harvest.

Including those nobles who secretly plotted to launch a rebellion, almost one or two secret agents existed, and they kept passing on important news.

So no matter how many rumors there are in the outside world, she has never panicked, because every move of the enemy is under her control.

But now, the prince from afar has made a mistake, a fatal mistake enough that he will never return to his country, but become a prisoner, a pawn and tool to humiliate Harrison the Great.

"Hmph, I don't see that among these traitors there are many smart people who know how to think. But unfortunately, they all thought wrongly, so I will not passively wait for them to start a rebellion, but will strike first. With that, Vilia quickly picked up a piece of paper from the table, scribbled a series of orders on it, and then stamped it with the seal belonging to the royal family. "Here, deliver it to my generals as quickly as possible, and keep an eye on His Royal Highness the prince to prevent him from escaping secretly. ”

"As you wish, Your Majesty. The agent always kept his head down and took the letter and put it away close to him, not daring to rest his eyes on the queen's hazy nightdress.

He knows very well that the most important thing in this line of work is to know how to exercise restraint, and never cross the red line, otherwise what awaits him will be ruthless purge.

......

At the same time, in a city hundreds of kilometers away in the area under the control of the Kirwin, the woman who had returned to civilization with the Holy Sword was sitting in the inconspicuous corner of a tavern, sipping on her spirits and observing everything around her with a cold eye.

Ever since she made up her mind to awaken the god of darkness, she has been thinking about how to build a solid belief system that will make the greatness of darkness more people understand.

Sadly, despite the fact that many people are acting according to the dark code of conduct, their hearts still yearn for the light to shine.

This means that no matter how much the darkness bestows, it will not keep their hearts.

In order to understand the nature of human nature, she did not rush to recruit believers and form churches, but stayed in this mixed place, patiently observing all kinds of people, what they desired, what they were willing to give, and what their attitude towards faith was.

Just as she began to take an interest in the two begging boys in the corner, a man with tattoos on his head and half of his face came up and sat down across the table with a big grin, and said in a slightly teasing voice, "Hey, little girl, you've been here for almost a week, how about you, do you want to do some exercise with my strong me?" I promise, as long as you nod, no matter what you do in this tavern, no one will disturb you. ”

"Oh, you seem to be confident?" the woman did not get angry at the other party's overly naked teasing, but lazily took a sip of wine from her glass.

"Of course, I'm confident! You ask the others who my grizzly Romande is, and how many troublemakers I've dealt with. "The man raised his thick arms and showed off his well-developed pectorals and biceps.

You don't have to ask to know that he is a thug and a watchman in this tavern.

It's just a little better than those gangsters who don't go into the stream, he has a territory of his own, and it doesn't cost anything to drink, eat, or open a room to sleep here.

On the contrary, the bar owner will give him some money every week to make sure that his tavern is not targeted by other hooligans and thugs, and that there are no fatal fights with alcoholics.

There are even nightingales who are willing to offer some "special" services for free to ensure that they will come to their aid in case of trouble or danger.

Of course, as a bodyguard and thug, his position is not for life, and likewise it is not protected by any law.

As long as there is an alien more powerful guy to defeat it, then nature can take its place.

In short, this is a guy who eats with his fists, body, and strength, and his mind is stuffed with violence, tobacco, alcohol, and women, and the only enjoyment in life is timely pleasure.

So when I see a young and beautiful new female face appearing, I will come up as soon as possible to see if I can take advantage of it for free.

"Hehe, you're so cute. In that case, then I'll give you a chance. Come on, keep up, if you have the guts. The woman smiled meaningfully and stood up and slowly walked up the wooden staircase towards the second floor.

At the bend in the corner, she didn't forget to turn back and leave a suggestive smile.

"Oooh!! the only thing I lack is guts! Come on, guys, cheer me on! I'm going to have a wonderful night tonight. The man raised his hands in the air, making a stupid and rude gesture like a gorilla, and his mouth did not forget to let out a strange scream.

The poor fellow had no idea what terrible things he was about to face.

The drunkards around them also didn't know anything, and they were noisy and shouting, and two people who had already drunk to the point of delirium said that they would also join in, after all, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, and it is more exciting to have more people.

But without exception, they were kicked by the man laughing, scolding, and finally rushed into the only unlocked room on the second floor alone......