What kind of weird button is this?

Chapter 23 Nalia’s Punishment
  In this silent night, the moonlight gently shines on the garden of the Lord's Mansion, and the silvery white light interweaves with the night, creating a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere.

At this time, a crow pierced the silence of the night sky, and its black feathers looked more heavy and mysterious in the faint moonlight. The flight path of the crow is elegant and firm, and every beat of its wings leaves a faint lingering sound in the night.

It flew over the garden in front of the lord's house, and finally landed lightly above the window of the lord's bedroom.

Pure black eyes flashed dangerously in the darkness, as if they could discern every secret in the night. A faint light came from inside the bedroom, reflecting the silhouette of the crow. It stood on the window edge, and then looked at the man lying on the bed in the room and said coldly:
  "Luther."

"……who?"

Luther, who had not fallen asleep to begin with, immediately climbed out of bed when he heard someone calling his name.

And when he saw that the "person" talking was a crow, he realized that it meant that the person behind the eldest prince wanted to find out about the situation from him.

The last time I faked a message, it was to this magic crow. He didn't know who the person who released this magic was. He only knew that the crow represented ominousness.

"Did Princess Nalia come to your place a few days ago?"

The person who controlled the magic crow did not engage in so-called pleasantries, but went straight to the point.

"Yes, Her Royal Highness came here to confirm whether the second prince is really dead."

"..."

The crow's mouth suddenly closed. If it weren't for the two slightly protruding eyeballs that were still moving, Luther would have suspected that something was wrong with the crow.

"Is Nalia still in Anka now?"

Through the change of title, Luther quickly understood that the person talking to him on the opposite side should now be the eldest prince himself.

Although he was very worried at the moment, especially afraid that the scenes he had acted with Sirius these days would be discovered, even Luther had begun to regret cooperating with Sirius in the first place.

But it was definitely too late to change his mind now. He was not a fool to begin with. Naturally, he knew that if he continued to cooperate with Sirius, he would survive a narrow escape, but switching to the eldest prince's side would definitely lead to a narrow escape.

If he wanted to continue to live the elegant life of a noble, he could only place his hope on the second prince, Sirius, hoping that he would still have a backup plan at this moment, and one day in the future, he could completely eliminate dissidents in the palace and take control of the real power.

Of course, it was too early to say this now. All Luther had to do was to stabilize his mind and be a competent double agent under Sirius.

"Yes, Her Royal Highness is supporting our army in Anka."

"I see."

At this point, the crow fell silent again. Luther did not dare to say anything and could only wait silently.

There was no other sound in the room, and the eerie silence between one person and one bird seemed to have frozen in time. Finally, with the sound of wings flapping the air, Luther raised his head and realized that the crow had completely disappeared.

"call……"

Luther, who was paralyzed on the bed, felt that he urgently needed to wash his face. The sweat on his forehead was almost affecting his vision.

But in his mind, he was more thinking about how to convey this information to His Highness the Second Prince during this period.

If he wanted to convey information to the second prince in front of the princess who had the power of concealment, he would most likely have everything revealed on the spot, which would eventually lead to a catastrophe.

After thinking for a long time, he still had no clue. Finally, his head tilted and he fell asleep directly.

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"Sister Royal..."

"What did you call me?"

Sitting on the carriage returning to the Manor in New Delhi, Nalia, holding an encyclopedia of potions in her hand, looked coldly at the man in front of her who felt a little weird and said. The emotions on her face were deliberately shown to the other party, because Nalia really couldn't believe that the person in front of her was really an ordinary political puppet. At least it was impossible for civilians to see the difference in Anka's defense in such a short period of time. of loopholes.

She now had some suspicions. There was a big problem with the identity of this Sirius, and it was impossible for Engri to let such a person become his puppet.

Could it be that……

"Not always..."

And just when Sirius was about to change his words, she suddenly got angry, and then brought herself and Sirius to a very close distance in this small car, and pressed her right hand wrapped in black silk gloves on Sirius' neck. Go up, with a posture that could crush him to death at any time.

But for Sirius, he could only feel the silky nylon texture on his neck, and the powerful impact of the beautiful face in front of him.

Of course, the appearance still needs to be done.

"Your Highness, I don't understand what you mean..."

"is it?"

Nalia looked at Sirius carefully, hoping that her judgment was correct, but the man in front of her did seem to be afraid of her.

"Really...if it happened during the day...

This subordinate just wants to cooperate with Her Royal Highness and play the role of the second prince. In my impression, if the second prince of the empire cannot give any strategies or ideas in the face of the upcoming war, he will definitely be suspected by others. "

"..."

Nalia squinted her eyes slightly, her ruby-like eyes filled with scrutiny of the impostor in front of her, as if she was trying to discern how sincere his words were.

However, Sirius's words reminded her that she had never seemed to pay attention to whether her brother was talented as a military commander.

When he was a child, Sirius really liked reading. Because he was not good at fighting, little Sirius would always hide in the garden alone and read books that only adults liked to read.

It's a pity that those are memories from a long time ago. The siblings didn't spend much time together when they grew up. She didn't even know how much time Sirius spent every day when everyone no longer looked at him expectantly. What will you do here?
  "From tomorrow onwards, you will be responsible for practicing swordsmanship with me."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

After hearing Sirius's reply, Nalia nodded slightly and returned to her usual calm. She lowered her head and continued to read the book in her hand attentively, no longer paying attention to Sirius, who she had already regarded as a sandbag.

Sirius, on the other hand, felt that the situation had been stabilized for the time being, and he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tsk tsk...this woman is really a lunatic.

Just because of his outstanding appearance and noble status, can he act so wantonly against a 'commoner'?

He found that the more he got along with this imperial sister, the stronger his inner discomfort became. He was always worried about this and that, worried that Nalia would pierce his heart with a sword because of revealing his identity.

And he had some doubts from the beginning. Has this woman never given up doubts about him? Otherwise, what is the intention of insulting a "one of our own" with words every day?

You must be trying to make him angry and take the initiative to reveal that you are not a "pariah", right?

But...compared to these questions, Sirius was actually more puzzled now about why his carriage suddenly stopped bumping.

Just as he was about to raise his head to check the surroundings, he noticed that the interior of the surrounding cars had turned into a film-like tone, and then Sirius realized that this was not the time they had arrived at the New Delhi Manor.

On the contrary, he entered the state of time suspension again and entered the mysterious button space.

(End of this chapter)