Returning to the bedroom in the Octagonal Palace, Ask asked carefully:
"Eleanor, there seems to be some problems on your side of the family."
"It's not our original family after all." Eleanor said lightly.
No. Asik thought to himself, it's not that simple.
The problem mainly came from Otto II. On the one hand, his expedition to the Holy See ended in vain, which brought great frustration. On the other hand, the culprit was his own daughter.
Everyone has the instinct to shirk blame, especially for people with an egotistic personality like Otto II, who must find it even more difficult to accept their own failures. And blaming the cause of failure on "my daughter is so awesome", bad things turn into good things,
Undoubtedly, it is easy for faulty logic to occur.
His self-deception has undoubtedly affected his wife and children.
A typical example is little Otto, who, under the leadership of his father, has become a sister fan, or a sister control. I don’t know exactly whether he is a fan or a control of Asker, but the little guy’s favorable impression of Eleanor is really too high, so
As for himself, he also showed obvious jealousy.
Theophano and Matilda are more similar to the unsuitable mentality of "being robbed of attention". Every time Otto II praised his daughter at the banquet, these two people were obviously unhappy, but it was useless.
Expressed in words.
Matilda's reaction was quite direct, but Theofano...Asker's intuition told him that deep in his mother-in-law's displeasure there was still a hidden sense of regret and guilt, so it was because he had sent little Sophie
Feeling guilty for sending it out?
No, it should be said that in the original situation, in order to prevent little Sophie from being mentally affected and harming Otto when she grew up, she chose to give it to the Duke of Bavaria. Simply put, she gave up her daughter and gave priority to saving her husband.
However, more than 20 years later, the husband was forced to abdicate without achieving anything, and the daughter who was abandoned at the beginning has become brilliant. So is she regretting her original choice?
Asike was thinking this way when he was suddenly hugged by Eleanor from behind. A heavy weight pressed on the shoulders on both sides of his neck, and the charm brought by it interrupted his thoughts.
"Where did you buy the pillow? It's quite comfortable." Ask asked with a casual smile.
"No dirty talk." Elinor hit him.
Then she put her chin on Asker's head, like a yawning feline, and said helplessly:
"I also know that my sudden appearance is very embarrassing for them. After all, their family relationship has been built for so many years, and I can't accept the sudden appearance of another person."
"Can you accept the sudden return of the group leader who has been away for many years?" Aske asked.
"I can't accept it either," Eleanor joked, "so I need to marry you as soon as possible to prevent you from running around again."
At this point, she paused, then put her arms around Aske's neck and said:
"It's Saturday, and I originally planned to hold the wedding next Monday, the day after tomorrow, but I can't wait any longer, so I'll just change it to tomorrow afternoon."
Ask:???
It’s so fast, so fast, it feels like it’s urging you to run!
Wait, why did I agree so quickly? What about the other girls? What about my mother? From the beginning, my mind seemed to have skipped these questions by default...
He was suddenly startled, feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something, but the mental body wrapped in the laws of war and rebellion did not show any signs of being invaded.
In other words, the decisions he made before were all his natural thoughts and were not interfered with or implanted by the outside world.
"Don't think it's too fast!" As if she could tell what he was thinking, Eleanor said with a smile, deliberately pressing her body forward, "When you were in a hurry to go back, how did you use the 'Acceleration Plan' to squeeze
Ours? Forgot?"
"Isn't the accelerated plan also beneficial to you?" Feeling the softness and pressure on his neck getting bigger and bigger, Asker became more and more distracted and distracted, unable to continue thinking, "After all, everyone is getting stronger."
Precisely because everyone believes in your theory of becoming stronger, I can’t let you be snatched away...especially since she has already taken control of the Holy See...
Eleanor sighed and thought to herself somewhat sadly.
I'm sorry, Nora.
I can leave everything else to you, but the leader... really can't.
Copenhagen, Christiansborg, the imperial palace of Helsingør.
The "White Emperor", who was famous for his killings and tyranny, was smiling uncharacteristically, bending down to tease a beautiful little girl with dark red hair.
"Call mommy," Hidrifa said.
"Auntie!" Lilith called out crisply.
"If you call me mom, I'll give you this." Hidrifa took out a lollipop.
This sweet wrapped in exquisite sugar paper from the Holy See immediately caught the little girl's attention, so Lilith hugged Hidrifa's calf and begged sweetly:
"Mother Hidliba, give it to me!"
"Here you go." Hidley smiled happily.
Lilith took the lollipop, tore off the wrapper and put it in her mouth, smiling:
"Thank you, auntie!"
"grass!"
Hildelifa, who was almost speechless, clenched her fists and threatened her fiercely:
"Call me aunt again and I'll beat you up!"
"Mom, mom!" Lilith rolled her eyes and suddenly ran towards the door, squeezing out a few tears, "Auntie is going to beat me!"
"Why are you arguing again?" Medea said helplessly, touching her daughter's little head, ignoring her pretended tearful look of grievance, and said, "Lilith, don't bully your aunt."
Hildafa:………………
I found the culprit!
"Medea!" she said angrily, "Didn't I agree to let me be her godmother? Why did she become her aunt again?!"
"Don't worry about these details." Medea waved her hand nonchalantly, "I just got the news."
"He is back and is currently being kidnapped by Eleanor in Aachen to get married."
"Who is it?" Sidrifa was stunned at first, and then the murderous aura from her whole body overflowed, so frightened that little Lilith hurriedly hid behind her mother's calf.
"Marrying who...Eleanor?"
"Yeah." Medea said coldly.
Time seemed to stand still for an instant, and little Lilith was so scared that she closed her eyes.
However, the expected explosions and roars did not appear. When she quietly opened her eyes, she saw her aunt taking off her daily clothes with her left hand expressionlessly. At the same time, she stretched out her right arm to catch the flying bird that flew in from the window.
Ax of Wind.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Sidrifa's voice was as cold as steel, completely different from the tone she used to tease little Lilith just now, "Let's go."
"Yeah." Medea also darkened her face.
“Is the source reliable?”
"Given by a spy."
"That's no problem. I'm going to issue the call-up order for total war. When is the time?"
"Next Monday, I guess we won't be able to make it in time."
"It doesn't matter, marriage is just a contract. Does she really expect to rely on the contract to keep that man by her side?"
"Maybe, you know her character."
"Then you also know my character, Medea." Sidrifa carried the North Wind Ax on her shoulders, and the icy field that could extinguish any life spread from her feet, bypassing the beauty.
Where Dia and Little Lilith stood, the entire room was frozen in the ice where time stood still.
"If she doesn't hand over that man, then I will go and snatch him myself."
……………………
A few hours ago, the fleet of the Blue Sword Mercenary Group was stationed here on Pantelleria Island in the Southern Mediterranean.
The Assassins hunted and searched in the jungle to replenish the fleet with meat and fresh water.
The necromancers headed to the southeast of the island, where there were a large number of tombs from the ancient Solomon Republic in the Third Age, which could be used to replenish spellcasting materials.
The current leader of the Blue Sword, Lady Mia stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the volcano, looking at the white line where the sea and the sky meet in the north, silent.
The deputy captain, Miss Mier, stayed in the cabin of the ship anchored by the port and continued to write her own private diary:
"... Under Eleanor's passionate offensive, although Asker felt wrong many times, he always thought that since he had agreed to the female knight, a man's promise could not be tarnished, so he could only make up his mind to hold a wedding with her first.
, fulfill the promise. Find time to see him and Medea's daughter again later, and apologize to the other girls one by one."
"On the other hand, although Otto II has explained Asker's demigod status, his wife Theofano and daughter Matilda are still dubious. In other words, they subconsciously do not want Eleanor to get married because marriage
It means heirs, it means that the power position is becoming more and more consolidated, and little Otto has no chance. It’s just that they have nothing to do about Eleanor’s status as a demigod, so they can only hide their dissatisfaction deeply in their hearts and dare not show off on the spot.”
"At the same time, the news that Asker and Eleanor were about to get married has also reached Medea, Hildafa and Nora. Theodora and Peggy, because of the Eastern Expedition to Syria,
No news has been received yet.”
"So these three girls also responded accordingly..."
After writing this paragraph, Mi'er inserted the pen in her hand back into the pen holder and dried the remaining ink on the page.
Then she closed the diary and pressed her hand on the title page.
The Fruit of Eden on his wrist also quickly lit up. Under the full spiritual stimulation of the demigod, it shone brightly like a small sun, and the entire cabin was plunged into an endless sea of light.
The Law of Destiny and the Skill of Destiny have absorbed an almost massive amount of majestic spirituality from the Fruit of Eden, and at the same time, it has completely saturated the notebook.
After a while, the light dimmed again.
The collapse of the world line toward the future has been slightly adjusted again.
Pulling out the chair, the somewhat tired half-elf girl came to the window because she was too spiritually exhausted, looking out at the surging waves outside. Her fingers pulled up the hair around her ears, her long pink hair blowing in the sea breeze of the Tunis Strait.
It dances briskly, like falling cherry blossoms.
"It's wrong to always drag everyone down. First make a serious promise, then take responsibility, and try to bring everyone the happiness they deserve. This is the leader I like..."