Chapter 382 Yang's Trust
The lich Enwei is a mixed race of Kenyans and Western Kingdom people. His exact age and origin are unknown. He is a well-known high-level black magician in the continent of Nabarron.
Although he is a ruthless man who transformed himself into a lich long before his life span ended, his reputation is much better than that of the continental butcher Yang Qiu or the warmongering madman like the illusionist Upton. Not only is he welcomed by the local governors wherever he goes, he is also the guest of honor of royal nobles of many countries.
Before Yang Qiu committed the horrific act of forcing a cardinal of the Inquisition of the Church of the Fiery Sun to mate with a bear in the street, Yang Qiu had a certain friendship with this lich, who was also a high-level black magician - of course, it was probably just Yang Qiu who thought so unilaterally.
"I heard that you stayed near the Sorenson Mountains for quite some time. I thought we could meet in Inadre." - When Yang Qiu said this, the lich Enwei turned his head away slightly. Although he had a skull face, he still showed obvious disgust.
"I hope you understand one thing, Yang. If it weren't for Princess Harriet's request, I wouldn't come to see you. It would be very troublesome for me if people mistakenly think that I am the same kind of person as you." The lich Enwei said so impolitely in his low and soft voice that naturally carried a beautiful melody.
"Okay." Yang Qiu was generous and didn't care about this guy's venomous tongue. He made a gesture for him to sit down and sat down on the sofa first. "Then first of all... Can Princess Harriet represent the Rhine royal family?"
"If it were possible, it wouldn't just be me who would come to see you, but a whole group of mages." The lich Enwei said coldly, "To blow you and this villa up into the sky together is what the Rhine royal family wants to do most now."
Yang Qiu thought about it seriously and said, "I don't think that's possible. The Rhine Court Mage Corps probably can't kill me with a single blow of all their strength. And if I get away - which is very likely - then my revenge will be terrible."
"That's why the Rhine royal family is trying their best to delay the day when they have to meet you." said the lich Enwei.
Yang Qiu spread his hands and said, "This is the most confusing thing for me in the past two months. It is a problem that can be solved peacefully through negotiation. Why do you insist on resorting to force?"
The lich Enwei sneered and said, "Because your undead army has not yet arrived at the city."
Yang Qiu couldn't help but sit up straighter and looked at the other person in surprise: "Huh? You are clearly serving Princess Harriet, but you seem to be quite disgusted with the Rhine royal family?"
The lich Enwei was silent for a moment, then said, "You have been idle in the capital for so long, but you have never investigated the royal family's secrets?"
Yang Qiu: “Uh…”
He is really busy. He has to meditate, keep an eye on the more than 30,000 Huskies in the matrix, communicate with the national team frequently, and travel around the world to purchase and ship goods from time to time. Where does he have the time to care about the palace fighting within the Rhine royal family?
"I have vaguely heard some gossip about the royal family, such as Princess Harriet was once the most beautiful woman in the Rhine." Yang Qiu calmly used the gossip he had heard from Hal as evidence that he was not really indifferent to the royal family.
The lich Enwei glanced at Yang Qiu indifferently and disdainfully, and said concisely: "Princess Harriet's ex-husband, the cause of death is unknown."
The lich Enwei is a high-level black magician who strictly abides by the principles of business, but he is not the kind of person who will accept any commission for money. The "customers" who are valued by Enwei and are willing to maintain friendly relations with him always have some extraordinary or touching qualities.
Princess Harriet was such a lady who made the lich Envy feel pity.
The princess, who was once known as the most beautiful woman in the Rhine Kingdom, was not born into a noble family, but a commoner.
As a young girl, Harriet worked as a maid in a noble manor and fell in love with the owner of the manor at first sight.
The owner of the plantation was ten years older than Harriet and had remained unmarried because his fiancée had died of illness. This gentleman of noble character did not despise Harriet's humble background. He found a way to get an uncle to adopt Harriet as his adopted daughter. He also paid for Harriet, who was not yet of marriageable age, to study in a girls' college. He did not marry her until she turned twenty.
The tragedy began when the manor owner obtained a civil servant position in the royal capital. He brought his beautiful wife to the capital to take up the post, making his beautiful wife a legend praised by the people of the capital, but it also planted hidden dangers for the couple's lives.
Harriet's husband died unexpectedly in the third year of his tenure in the royal capital.
The grieving Harriet had just finished her husband's funeral when her uncle who adopted her as his goddaughter was imprisoned, and her husband's family was facing the risk of having their title stripped because the heir apparent was involved in a lawsuit.
When Harriet was in a state of panic, the King of the Rhine, who was then the crown prince and had just lost his wife, extended a helping hand to her.
Before long, this still young and beautiful woman who had always been well protected by her ex-husband became the crown prince's second wife.
"From a commoner to a noble lady, to the crown prince's second wife, and then to the princess consort, this lady's story sounds like it is enough to make countless young girls envious." Upon hearing this, Yang Qiu said with a strange look on his face.
"The premise is that the princess's ex-husband has not been harmed by anyone, and the king can indeed live in harmony with her." The lich Enwei said indifferently, "The king does not only have the princess as a woman, but also countless mistresses. When women hurt each other, they will spare no effort. In order to strike at the princess, the king's mistress tried her best to investigate the truth of the princess's ex-husband's death."
"What's even worse is that... the king's previous queen died of depression because the king was too promiscuous and even brought women back to the palace to spend the night. The eldest prince, second princess, and third prince left by that princess blamed their mother's death on the successor, Princess Harriet, and successfully prevented the princess from becoming queen."
Yang Qiu exclaimed, "He is taking his anger out on others."
"It's outrage." The lich Enwei nodded slightly, "They can't just hate their own father, the king."
It is human nature to always seek profit and avoid harm, to bully the weak and fear the strong, and even members of the royal family are no exception; between the father who can bring power, status, and wealth, and the commoner stepmother who has no family to rely on, anyone with a normal mind knows who is the weaker one.
"It seems that if we don't think of a solution, when the old king passes away, it will be the time for Princess Harriet and her son Prince Andrew to be buried with him." Yang Qiu understood.
"The princess hopes to keep her little Andre," Envy said expressionlessly.
Yang Qiu tried hard to recall the first-in-line heir, the eldest prince...but had no impression at all.
Yang Qiu remembered the third prince Kolov, a fool who could backstab his own nobles and anger the Odysseus family in order to improve his competitiveness in the succession to the throne.
The fourth prince, Andrew the Younger, was sixth in the line of succession, after the princess and the prince, and was obviously not valued by the old king; Princess Harriet, who was born in a commoner family, was in danger herself, so naturally there was little she could do for her son.
"If you just want to keep little Andre alive, you can do it." After thinking for a while, Yang Qiu said, "Take him out of the Rhine Kingdom and arrange for him to live in a peaceful country. With the savings accumulated by the princess, it is not difficult to let little Andre live a stable life until he grows old. But the princess still entrusted you to come to me, which means that Princess Harriet is not willing to let her son live a mediocre life like a commoner."
The lich Enwei remained silent.
He indeed had countless ways to make the prince leave the Rhine quietly and away from the eldest prince, the second princess and the third prince who were eyeing him covetously.
However, Princess Harriet was unwilling to let little Andre lose the glory and wealth of a royal family member. She even dreamed of finding a way to make little Andre please the eldest prince... Envy was really helpless.
"As a mother, it is understandable that you want your children to have a better life." The lich Envy could only speak so tactfully for Princess Harriet.
Yang Qiu nodded in agreement.
As a mother, who doesn't want her child to be successful? His mother even asks him every day on social media when he has thought it through and decided whether to go back to high school and take the 985211 entrance exam.
"Princess Harriet wants little Prince Andre to live a respectable life, and it's not impossible to do so." Yang Qiu stroked his chin and said, "Well... since the princess dared to take the risk and entrust you to come to see me, can I assume that this princess is willing to achieve her goal at all costs?"
The lich Enwei expressed his attitude through silence.
Princess Harriet saw that the Nightmare Butcher could make his illegitimate son Charlie Rex, who followed him, the Lord of Innadri, and could make Coulson O'Neill, who was kicked out of the house by his uncle and had no chance of a knighthood, the Lord of Adler, she could not help but naively believe that if little Andre also followed this legendary black magician, he would also receive corresponding treatment.
Yang Qiu almost laughed out loud when he read Enwei's reaction.
He really hadn't considered starting from the royal family members and interfering with the heirs of the Rhine royal family to achieve the goal of "stealing the country" - after all, the royal relationship network of any country is a mess. The maternal family of this prince may be the royal family of a kingdom, and the wife's family of that prince may be related to the royal family of another kingdom. The complexity is comparable to the Middle Ages in old Europe.
If the old king had not been promiscuous and had not snatched someone else's wife because of her beauty, and had not shown any regard for her, turning her into one of the "women", Yang Qiu would never have had the opportunity to reach out to the royal family.
"Enwei, you know that I have always been reluctant to deal with the royal family. But since you are the lobbyist, I can't ." Yang Qiu pretended to be generous and said, "How about this, if you are willing to tutor this little Prince Andre, then I will also pinch my nose and step into this muddy water, what do you think?"
The white jade skeleton in a black cloak sitting opposite Yang Qiu suddenly became blurred, and turned from a skeleton into a handsome man with blond hair, black eyes and a look of world-weariness.
The lich Enwei revealed his face and looked at Yang Qiu with a look of extreme disgust and disgust - he was even so disgusted that he felt that the skeleton appearance could not accurately convey his feelings.
Yang Qiu pretended that he was not being looked down upon, and said calmly, "I am very picky about the quality of my followers. You know, Rex is the only follower I have recognized over the years, and Coulson is still in the probation period. If Coulson does not meet my expectations, I will kick him out at any time. So you see, I am not in a hurry at all that the royal family is dragging Coulson with the issue of knighthood."
"Is this a threat?" the lich Enwei said angrily.
"Why do you think so? This is clearly trust, my trust in you, Enwei!" Yang Qiu slapped the armrest of the sofa vigorously. "As long as you have your guidance, Enwei, I believe that no matter how stupid and incompetent little Prince Andre is, he can meet my expectations. Only to you will I be so easy to talk to."
The lich Enwei raised his voice: "This is clearly a threat!"
At the same time, Westram.
The holy priests of the prosperous church, who were marching in a procession on horseback into the small border town of Innadri, were looking around in amazement.
The Gold Coin Parish attaches equal importance to the Winter Celebration as the Prosperous Parish. On the first day of the celebration, both parishes will hang up lights and colors to celebrate.
The colorful strips of cloth used in last year's winter celebration (the same strip of cloth had more than three rings of colors) were turned out by the residents of Westham, washed and dried, mixed with this year's new strips of cloth, and hung on doorsteps, windows, eaves, and even on trees and fences in front of their homes.
People walking around the streets and children running around the streets, almost everyone has a bracelet made of colorful cloth strips on their wrist.
This is the custom of the people in the Gold Coin Parish when celebrating the winter festival, and it is not surprising... What particularly surprised the priests was that in addition to colorful cloth strips, there were also red ropes in front of the doors of many houses.
Among the townspeople who were standing on the street curiously and looking at the priests, many of them had not only bracelets made of colorful cloth strips, but also one or two bracelets woven with red silk threads on their wrists.
Red silk threads, red ropes, and red ribbons are indispensable offerings for believers of the Goddess of Prosperity to celebrate the winter festival.
Joyce Andre looked around for a long time in doubt and couldn't help but whisper to the militiaman who led them into the town: "Has the celebration custom in the Gold Coin Parish changed? It's no longer just hanging colorful ribbons?"
The militiaman laughed and said, "Of course not. Those who wear red silk threads and red bracelets are celebrating the goddess of prosperity."
Joyce Andre was at once pleasantly surprised, and the exhausted Count Dimos also looked over in surprise. It turned out that the name of the Goddess of Prosperity had unknowingly spread to the Gold Coin Parish?
The militia knew that these guests came from the Principality of Shiga, and said with a smile: "Ms. Mia, who believes in the goddess of prosperity, has done a lot for us Westerm people. Mr. Collins and his men have also made a lot of efforts for us Westerm people to grow more abundant food. We Westerm people are not ungrateful, so we naturally have to celebrate their share as well."
Joyce Andre & Count Dimos: “???”
Mia? Collins? Who?
