"If you can't use it, it's best not to use it." Michaelela, who had just arrived and was in danger of having his reincarnated body destroyed, looked at everything around him, and the droplet of source power in his hand was spinning gently.
This source of power was given to her by her grandfather and her husband respectively. Well, there is only so much in total, and the purpose is to prevent encountering the current situation. The source of power in her hand is not
Much, only one-fifth of a standard unit, but it was more than enough to alleviate her current crisis.
"I didn't expect that I would encounter this." Seeing the fighting scene in front of her, Michaela did not panic at all, but watched with a little interest, because this was a very novel experience for her.
After living for thousands of years, she has never experienced what it feels like to be assassinated. She never expected that she would experience the feeling of being assassinated in this kind of world.
Michaela recalled how she felt when her reincarnated body could be destroyed at any time, and she couldn't help but find it a little interesting.
But this mood was gone when she decided to use her source power to resolve the crisis at hand. With food in hand and no panic in her heart, this is the current Michaela.
She now has the power to reverse the situation at any time. This power that puts everything under control allows her to face everything calmly and calmly.
"This is forcing me to take action! This kind of start is really bad. I wonder what's going on with Muria? It shouldn't be as unlucky as me!"
Michaela watched the changes in the situation in the delivery room. All the monsters who came to assassinate were well prepared, so the guards around her all faced these monsters and retreated steadily. They only lasted for a short period of time and were completely defeated.
They were pushed downwind and died one after another.
Soon, all the guards fell down, and then a stooped monster with two huge claws and a long sickle tail behind it looked at the maid holding Michaela in her arms.
The maid found herself suddenly being watched by these cruel and violent monsters at the same time. She was so frightened that she trembled all over, but no matter how much her body trembled, she had no intention of throwing the princess in her hand. She could not do this.
But even though Michaela was not thrown out to save her life, the maid was too frightened to move and looked a little naive, until a huge hook stretched out in front of her and grabbed her arms.
Michaela in.
At this time, the maid suddenly woke up from a dream and quickly retreated back, but her speed could not compare with these monsters that were born specifically for killing.
Under the horrified gazes of some shivering maids around and a woman lying on the bed who was extremely weak due to childbirth, the monster's hook claws stabbed at Michaela, who was held in the arms of the maid.
And just when everyone could only watch helplessly as this little princess who had just arrived in this world was about to die at the claws of this monster.
From the swaddling body held by the maid, a small white palm stretched out. This palm was so small that it could not compare with the sharp claws on the monster's fingers.
But with such a small hand, in full view of everyone, it easily caught the monster's claws, preventing it from going any further.
Click!
There was an extremely crisp sound of bones breaking. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, including the monster, this small palm stretched out from the swaddling clothes forcefully stopped the claw that wanted to take away her life.
Broken.
Pain poured into the mind of the monster who wanted to assassinate the princess, but as a monster born for killing, it faced this unexpected situation without much emotion of surprise and fear.
It didn't think, the only thing it did was to stab the princess in front of it with its other claw, continue the mission, and complete the orders given to them by their master.
But before it could stab with its other claw, a crimson flame suddenly ignited in the small palm holding its broken claw. This flame spread from its fingers, and instantly
Its body is wrapped in it.
There was no scream or wailing. The monster was burned to a pile of ashes by crimson flames in a short period of time.
Such a sudden change caused the remaining monsters who came to assassinate him to be stunned for a moment, and then they all pounced on Michaela. They just wanted to complete their mission.
But the situation was completely different from what they expected. When these monsters jumped up from the ground and were still in the air, crimson flames burst out while being held in swaddling clothes by the maid.
The sacred and ancient flames spread in the room, and all monsters touched by the flames were burned to ashes in an instant.
In just a few breaths, a crimson flame ring enveloped the entire room, but miraculously, the crimson fire burned out all the monsters that came to assassinate, but left the shivering maid and the mother in the room unharmed.
Every bit of it.
After the flames spread across the delivery room, the entire delivery room suddenly became quiet. A faint smell of blood floated in the air. There were ashes of burned monsters remaining on the ground, and the guards who died in the battle lay on the ground.
The surviving maids looked at each other, and then looked at Michaela with awe in their eyes, while the mother who was lying on the bed so weak that she could only move her fingers looked at her daughter in the arms of the maid with surprise.
But then, the silence in the room was broken not long after, and outside the room, the sound of neat footsteps on the ground and the sound of the collision of metal armors came.
Then, one after another, soldiers wearing metal armor stepped into the delivery room with weapons in hand. They turned a blind eye to everything in the room and just stood in various corners of the delivery room.
When all the soldiers stood still, a man with a somewhat feminine appearance walked into the delivery room. He looked around the room and saw the tragic scene on the ground. Not only did he not get angry, but a smile appeared on his face.
He glanced at the girl held in the arms of the maid, with a faint smile, took out a scroll, carefully unfolded it, and then read out the order on it.
"King's order: The daughter born to Avila can be canonized as the twenty-seventh princess, and given the name: Christine."
This was a very brief order, but after hearing the final order, both the maid and the woman on the bed showed joy from the bottom of their hearts.
"Please, Your Highness the Princess, accept the king's order."
After reading out the order, the feminine middle-aged man did not leave, but still made a very unexpected move. He leaned down, knelt down in front of the baby girl who was held in the arms of the maid, and raised the scroll in his hand above his head.
"This... the chief manager, my daughter has just been born, and she can't do anything yet..." At this scene, Avella, who was lying on the bed, thought that the manager wanted to embarrass her daughter and quickly spoke out, wanting to make things difficult for her daughter.
Her daughter defended, but the next moment, her words were stuck in her mouth.
Because she saw that her daughter, who was held in the arms of the maid, was actually wrapped in a ball of crimson flames, slowly leaving the maid's arms and floating in the air.
Then, the tightly wrapped swaddling clothes deflected, and then slowly spread out in the flames, revealing a pair of small feet facing downwards, and another one that, although immature, had an inexplicable quality that made people dare not look directly at it.
A majestic face.
The golden hair was fluttering in the crimson flames. The newly born baby girl lowered her head and looked down at the manager below, and then extended her palm downwards.
Although there was a distance between the two, there was a force acting on the scroll. So the sealing scroll flew up and surrounded the baby girl.
From the perspective of this man with a feminine temperament, this scroll is almost comparable to this baby girl, so the scene in front of him has a sense of joy, but the man does not show any smile, his face becomes serious instead, and there is still something in his eyes.
He was full of respect because he knew what this situation meant.
"See you, Your Highness, Princess!" The feminine steward saluted the little baby suspended in the air, not daring to neglect at all.
Normally, the baby girl should be lying in a pool of blood at this time, and he should also have brought a pair of soldiers to clean up the corpses and traces in this room, and then he stood aside expressionlessly.
But everything is different now. Everything has been reversed by this newly born baby girl. The assassination against her was lifted by her innate talent. Faced with such an heir,
, it is not difficult to imagine what choice his king would make.
As a royal family, incompetence is the greatest sorrow, but on the other hand, if you have outstanding talent and romance, you can get everything you want.
"Step back." Michaela, who had already consumed a ray of energy, deduced the laws of the world, and mastered extraordinary power, spoke with an indifferent tone. She was now in a very unhappy mood.
"Yes!" The steward was extremely obedient after receiving the order. He waved, and all the soldiers who entered the room left the delivery room in neat steps, as if they were walking backwards.
Then, Michaela waved to the trembling but curious maid beside her. When she walked over curiously, the crimson flame that held her up in the air shrank towards her body, and then she
This young body fell lightly into the maid's arms.
The explosion just now was based on her newly born reincarnated body, and what this immature body needs most at this stage is to grow, not to be used for fighting.
Seeing that everything had calmed down at this moment, Lianshan showed a relieved smile. As a woman of the king, this was a test she had to go through.
The weak are not qualified to live, even the royal family. In this country, newly born royal family members are almost always assassinated. This is an unspoken rule.