When the first ray of dawn pierced through the hazy mist, the breaking light of morning awakened the bustling Royal Capital.
The heart of the Empire was built on a plain, with a well-developed river system, and after three rounds of expansion, four layers of city walls were erected.
The Royal Knights led by Diana was stationed at Swan Castle, guarding the south.
What happened last night concluded with Diana's escape…
Mil rose early, and with a joyful heart, he walked along the damp flagstone path through the market to Swan Castle to inquire about the situation.
Freshly baked bread, hot and steaming with the aroma of wheat, and the crisp clatter of iron pots and copper spoons echoed through the streets and alleys.
As expected, Diana would surely come to Swan Castle to seek help from her former subordinates.
The news of the Imperial Fourth Princess Diana's prison break and the sacrifice of Volk, the Chief Royal Magician, had spread throughout the Royal Capital this morning.
This plan was perfect!
Mil felt like the Divine Condor had cuckolded Yang Guo—it was absolutely brilliant.
The appearance of the Queen was also completely within Mil's expectations…
That's why the final moment for action was set in the village outside the city gate.
Of course, the personnel arrangements and deployment were all completed by the Third Prince; Mil merely conveyed his “opinions” by writing anonymous notes.
Unfortunately, if the Queen could have also died there, the effect would have been even better.
The southern city gate was bustling with incoming and outgoing merchant caravans, and both sides of the road outside the gate were filled with merchants loading and unloading goods.
To the left of the city gate, the towering Swan Castle blocked out half the sky…
Looking up at this military fortress standing by the moat, its Gothic spires pierced the clouds, like a gigantic sword hanging upside down.
The bronze portcullis slowly lowered with the low growl of the winch, and the changing guards high-fived each other.
Mil walked up to the gate guard and said,
“Hello, I am Mil, a Cardinal Deacon of the Holy City Church and of the Lyata Family. I would like to speak with your Royal Knights’s deputy.”
“Oh! Mil, the Hero of the Holy City! To be honest, all the Royal Knights of Swan Castle have been suspended.”
“Suspended? Why?”
“Haven't you heard? Princess Diana has been accused of treason, and the Royal Knights of Swan Castle is implicated as her co-conspirators. These Royal Knights have now been suspended and sent home, and they are under surveillance, forbidden to leave the Royal Capital.”
The gate guard's tone was somewhat regretful.
Upon hearing this news, Mil was somewhat bewildered…
In the original plot, Diana only discovered the true culprit—the Black Magician, Ibon—with the help of her old friends in the Royal Knights.
Now that the Royal Knights were all controlled, how would Diana find the “truth”?
As he walked back with a look of disappointment, he suddenly felt the succubus book stir—
“My Lord, Mr. Ibon… wishes to discuss with Mil the next steps concerning Miss Diana.”
Mil's expression turned cold…
Even though he was the Demon God's Child, his relationship with Ibon was merely one of mutual exploitation.
Moreover, last time, that Ibon even sent the Undead Golem Baron Jack to threaten his life.
“Where does he plan to meet?”
“White Acorn Castle on the west side of the Royal Capital. He will send someone to wait there.”
“Hmm… outside the city? Understood. Mil will be informed to go, and his personal safety is also entrusted to you.”
Afterward, Mil returned home and briefly explained the situation to his family.
His adoptive father and others had planned to return to the Holy City with Mil tomorrow to visit Alice.
But Mil's work wasn't finished yet; he was expected to stay here for another two weeks?
He needed to guide Diana to the Black Forest to seek revenge on Ibon, and that journey alone would take a week.
Then he had to wait for Diana to fight for three days and three nights beneath the tower, and finally, plunge the “Blade of Blasphemy” into her heart.
There might be some changes, but the original plot was like this…
After making up some excuses to fool his family, Mil went to the Paradiso Mansion next door.
The butler said that Charles and his wife had already returned, but Lilith was still in the Royal Capital waiting for Mil.
As Mil passed through the manor's front garden, wisteria petals rustled down into the gilded fountain.
Lilith had gone to bathe, and Mil sat alone in the living room, bored, waiting…
The manor in the Royal Capital was not as grand as the one in the Holy City, but it was meticulously arranged.
A red carpet over 300 square meters covered the entire living room, gilded decorations were everywhere, and a giant dragon sculpture squatted in the middle of the spiral staircase.
Soon, Lilith descended the spiral staircase barefoot, her wet silver hair cascading over her shoulders like moonlight.
She was wrapped in a peacock blue silk bath towel and sat beside Mil, leaning against the gilded soft couch…
Glistening water droplets slid down her collarbone into the deep shadows, and the rich scent of rose essential oil, mixed with the post-bath warmth and humidity, wafted over.
After sitting down, she crossed her legs, and the bath towel spread open, even revealing her navel. Her fair skin, tinged with a delicate flush, was so smooth it seemed it could break with a touch, a truly alluring sight.
Mil glanced unreservedly at the snowy cleavage, and with a calm expression, he asked,
“Are you always so casual in front of other guests?”
Lilith suddenly leaned closer, the scent of violets mixed with lingering moisture wafting over.
Her crimson-painted nails traced Mil's Adam's apple, pausing at his collarbone, and her crescent-shaped eyes smiled like blooming flowers:
“Of course not. I'm just curious when you'll react?”
The bath towel slipped half an inch with her movement, revealing the prominent butterfly bones on her back.
When she leaned over to pour red wine, the drop of her neckline almost reached a critical point.
Mil sneered:
“If you weren't holding my secret, I could react at any time.”
“Pfft…”
Lilith chuckled, then leaned into Mil's ear, her warm breath teasingly saying,
“So… you've been holding back all this time? Do you need me to teach you how to properly appreciate a lady?”
“One with grand ambitions will not be constrained by personal desires.”
Actually, saying he was holding back wasn't wrong, but Mil could distinguish between priorities.
Mil's eyes shone like obsidian, and Lilith was momentarily mesmerized, only speaking after regaining her composure:
“Alright… my strong-willed fiancé, what do you need me for?”
“I need to meet a dangerous individual, and I will require an escort of Royal Knights.”
From the setting, Ibon wouldn't easily leave his tower, so the person meeting Mil was likely another Black Magician.
Given the previous experience with the Undead Golem Baron, it was better to be fully prepared.
“Okay~ But we have a cooperative relationship, and I can't help you for free every time.”
“Then what do you want?”
“I don't want anything right now… Do 200 push-ups for me.”
“Crazy woman…”
“Is that too much?”
“It's boring.”
“Fifty Holy Flame Knights, plus a third-tier Magician, the price for escort is not cheap.”
Mil sighed helplessly. Anyway, he exercised regularly, training his swordsmanship and physical combat, so he considered it a warm-up…
Meanwhile, Lilith, disregarding his presence, tossed aside her bath towel and began to change her clothes.
Water droplets slid down her smooth back, leaving dark marks on the Persian rug in front of Mil.
From her fair and delicate ankles, Mil could tell that this woman had some psychological issues.