PFC Chapter 565 This is called playing badly
Chapter 565 This is called playing badly
Catherine finally escaped unscathed.
King George didn't have the energy to interrogate her seriously. Not long after, he suddenly fell backwards and howled in pain on the bed. A group of people rushed over in a hurry and pushed the expressionless princess to the periphery.
Even at this moment, Her Highness the Princess did not forget her original intention and shouted to her "good uncle": "Please seriously consider my request for dethronement!"
Then, in the midst of the chaos, he leisurely left the King's bedroom.
When a waiter came towards her holding the potion, she took the opportunity to take a closer look. The potion in the glass bottle was pale in color, and it was obvious that it was diluted desperately in order to keep His Majesty the King alive.
Catherine's face turned even colder, and she quickened her pace, not slowing down until she left the palace gate.
Today, because she was attending the wedding of the Monteverde family, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not wear black. Instead, she wore a linen empire dress with the hem and cuffs embroidered with acacia. This made her less cold and stern and more girlish. When she walked alone with her head down, she looked particularly pitiful.
"Nothing to feel sad about."
As expected, someone felt pity. When the carriage stopped in front of Catherine, the black-armored knight helped the princess into the carriage. But from within the armor came a cold, woman's voice: "You haven't been wronged. Why bother letting others' words disturb your mind?"
It was Giselle. She now felt the benefits of cooperating with the little princess. As long as she put on this black armor, she could move freely in Highgarden. She no longer had to hide and worry, nor did she have to drink the snotty transformation potion.
The black-armored knight also bent down and squeezed into the carriage after Catherine, sitting face to face with her. When he looked up and was about to continue speaking, he saw the smile in the girl's eyes.
"Are you concerned about me, Teacher Giselle?" Catherine asked with a smile.
The female elf in black armor was silent, seemingly speechless.
"Your understanding of human emotions is still not accurate enough."
Catherine was actually very surprised. She had not felt much emotion from Giselle in the past. She only cared about her own goals and never cared about other people's life or death. Today, she actually said something to comfort herself. It was really amazing!
The carriage began to move, making a dull sound as it rolled over the smooth stone slabs paved along the palace avenue, blocking out the prying eyes of the outside world.
Inside the carriage, Catherine relaxed her back against the soft cushions, completely shedding the aggressive yet aggrieved mask she had worn in the king's bedroom. With only calmness in her eyes, she spoke lazily:
"This is Highgarden, where power is exercised and where love has no room to exist. How could I be upset by a few accusations and insults from my uncle?"
"What's more, he didn't wrong me, so I don't feel wronged."
The princess was so frank that she seemed a little cold.
——Yes, of course she did all this.
The alliance between her and her supporters was not unbreakable. If she insisted on stopping the westward expedition, she would only fall into a completely passive position and lose the support of the upstarts. Catherine made a quick judgment in the short term: since this huge ship of war is unstoppable, let it turn.
When Bishop VII first tasted the flesh and blood of the elves, he became inseparable from the Mulet Kingdom. The night elves underestimated the evil of humans and regarded the Mulet people who also believed in the Dark Moon Goddess as allies, but were cruelly betrayed. How could Giselle not be angry? She immediately hit it off with Catherine.
Even if the coward King Mulet doesn't want to fight this battle, he has to fight!
Even today's wedding banquet of the Monteverde family was part of Catherine's plan. This was the perfect stage for the accusations of treason and the king's rage to take place in front of the most powerful group of people in the empire.
"The Temple's power is expanding too quickly. To prolong his life, Bishop VII has granted them too many rights they shouldn't have. After today, wise people will begin to wonder: Has the Temple overstepped its bounds? Does the King still have the ability to control the empire? And as for me, they will reassess my worth."
She looked out the window and turned her gaze back to Giselle, smiling again: "Just like you."
Giselle, hidden in the black armor, had a complicated expression. The girl in front of him was obviously still a little immature, but her methods were ruthless and decisive. Most importantly, she didn't care about enduring the infamy, nor did she mind getting her hands dirty in order to achieve her goals.
A qualified politician, conspirator, and careerist, just like...
"I'm leaving." Giselle's voice came from the armor.
Catherine was stunned. "Where are you going? The southern border? The Elf Forest?"
Hadn't she said there was unfinished business at Highgarden? Could it be that...she had already achieved her goal? Katherine's thoughts raced.
"Neither." Giselle shook her head. "I have my own things to do, little princess."
"Can--"
"Are you scared?" Giselle raised the corner of his mouth hidden within his armor. "War can't be stopped as easily as you wish. If the empire is destroyed, you will be forever nailed to the pillar of shame for treason."
Catherine stared at the person opposite her in a daze. The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became eerily quiet.
Suddenly, Catherine tilted her head and asked Giselle directly:
"Did you find the person you were looking for?"
"you?!"
Giselle was really surprised this time. She straightened her upper body and distanced herself from Catherine who was leaning forward. She was clearly covered in armor, not even her eyes were exposed, but the little princess seemed to see through her. She was so perceptive that Giselle felt a chill down her spine.
"You seem to be in a good mood." Catherine covered her mouth with her hands while laughing - Teacher Giselle not only comforted her today, but was even in the mood to make jokes and scare her.
Katherine was keenly aware that she was completely different from the cold and indifferent night elf she had been a few days ago. So she even boldly took the initiative to inquire about the other party's affairs, betting that the elf lady would not take out a dagger to her throat to threaten her again.
"Anyway, I'm going to be away for a while!" After being tricked by the child, Giselle's speech speed became a little faster.
Catherine sat up straight and nodded obediently: "I wish you a safe journey."
"……how about you?"
"I have to go back to school too." Catherine said with a smile.
The war had broken out so suddenly that the original plans for the Western Expedition were scrapped, but there was no time for serious deployment. The meeting hall was bound to be extremely busy for a while. If Catherine didn't leave now, would she stay here and serve as free labor for Bishop VII and the temple? Wishful thinking.
"My best friend said this is called tanking." Catherine spread her hands, she wanted to withdraw and wait and see, waiting for the opportunity.
Giselle nodded stiffly and said nothing more. As he left, he gave a stiff instruction:
“Get along well with your friends.”
He immediately disappeared in the crowd in front of the carriage.