Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

Ken pondered for a moment, and told about the repeated assassinations of the Illumination Church, and finally said: "My Lord Bishop Redthorpe is powerful in spells, and possesses the power of the Holy Light, which is unmatched by anyone. It's ridiculous that he was murdered. !"

"my God!"

Firmia covered her mouth, her eyes widened, she showed a terrified expression, and said in a trembling voice: "The Bishop died? Or was he assassinated? This is simply unbelievable! How could this be? Who did it?!"

Seeing that Firmia was like a frightened kitten, the old king frowned slightly, feeling a little annoyed by this. This daughter has always been like this, just an embroidered pillow, which looks useless!

Alas, but now I can only choose the tallest among the dwarfs, so I have to choose her.

Firmia's acting skills are superb, the old king can't see anything abnormal at all, but it's a pity that he never dreamed that the horrible assassination was done by the same person, and this mysterious and cruel killer was sitting in front of him , showing a timid look, very pitiful.

Firmia seemed to be schizophrenic, her face was pale and trembling, but she was triumphant in her heart and laughed.

"I don't know who did it." Ken said helplessly, "A lot of people were sent to investigate, but there was no result. I was worried that the murderer would attack the royal family members next, so I called you back to protect your safety."

Ah!I believe you ghost!

You are very bad old man!

Firmia spat from the bottom of her heart, but she said, "Thank you for your concern, Father, but I'm going to Kansas to get married soon, I guess I won't be murdered, right?"

It's fine if she doesn't mention it. When Ken heard her say this, he immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Don't mention it! The king of Kansas who broke his promise not only cut off trade with us, but also directly canceled the marriage. !"

Firmia: "..."

"Why?" Firmia asked puzzled.

Ken said angrily: "They say that our royal family is the mastermind behind the assassination, so they don't want to have anything to do with Itenity. It's a bunch of nonsense!"

"Yeah, this is slander at all!" Firmia hurriedly echoed, "Father, you have long been loyal to the God of Light, you pay huge taxes to the church every year, and you also respect the bishops on weekdays. How could you be behind the scenes? Where is the mastermind?"

"That's the truth!" Ken said bitterly, "You still understand the father, but those stupid people don't believe it. Everyone spit, and the royal family is in a vortex of rumors. I am really worried."

"Look at my father," Ken said sadly, pointing to his white hair, "It's a heavy loss to lose your head overnight and become an old man!"

You are an old man, Firmia slandered, and an old man buried up to his neck!

"Father, it's really hard for you." She said hypocritically, "Since I'm back, I want to do my part for my son and daughter. Is there anything I can do to share your worries?"

"As expected of my most beloved daughter." The old king said with relief, "Father does have something that I would like to entrust to you."

"Your Majesty, please say so." Firmia said humbly, "As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best to complete it."

Ken nodded with satisfaction, and said: "The Magic Association has recently recruited a wood mage named Salinger, a viscount, and his father, the old viscount, is a successful businessman who owns several properties under his name and has economic strength. Strong."

"So?" Firmia asked stupidly, "Forgive me for being stupid, I don't know what the father means by saying that?"

Ken said: "What I want to say is that if you have nothing to do recently, you can find an opportunity to get acquainted with this Viscount Salinger, and walk around more on weekdays."

Hearing this, Firmia looked dazed. Seeing her idiot appearance, the old king looked down upon her, and said impatiently: "That is to say, try to develop a relationship with him, and I will call him into the palace later. He was so willing to give his energy to the royal family."

"Well, I understand." Firmia suddenly realized, and then questioned: "But father, although wood mages are rare, they may not be able to replace the cardinal's holy light, right? Are you sure he can rejuvenate you? "

"It's not an ordinary wood-type mage." Ken explained, "It's a wood-type mage with life elements, the only one in the entire West Fantasy continent."

"Oh my God!"

Firmia covered her mouth again and exclaimed, "There is such a mage in the world? It's amazing! It must be the God of Light who manifested it and bestowed it on you, Father."

This rainbow fart hit the bull's-eye of the old king. He couldn't hide his pride, and said proudly: "Of course, Lord Guangming will never forget that I am a devout believer. As a great omniscient god, He must have foreseen everything." When I have this calamity, I have already arranged everything."

"Otherwise, why would this wood mage suddenly appear with unprecedented life elements? It is said that he was just an ordinary viscount in the past, but since he bought the blood of the elves at the auction and drank it, he has transformed into a Such extraordinary abilities."

Speaking of this, the old king was a little excited, hurriedly raised his hand, made a series of complicated gestures on his chest, and said reverently: "Thank you, Lord Guangming, I praise you!"

Firmia: "..."

Seeing the old king's antics, the corners of Firmia's mouth twitched slightly. After Ken finished praying, he handed her a ring, and confessed: "Come back to business, here are one hundred thousand gold coins, you can use them, if you don't have enough, then follow me Say, but keep your mission in mind and spend your money wisely."

Then he changed the subject and threatened veiledly: "Remember your identity, Firmia, your every move cannot escape my eyes, I hope you will not disappoint me."

"Don't worry, Father." Firmia pretended not to understand, took the ring and put it away, and said obediently: "I will work hard to complete the task and bring good news to you as soon as possible, Father."

"Well, then I'm relieved." The old king nodded.

After explaining the task, Ken didn't want to say another word to Firmia. He was already weak now, and felt tired from time to time. In addition, he had been estranged from this daughter for too long, and the relationship between father and daughter was only maintained by blood. There is no love anymore.

So, he sent Firmia away on the grounds that he was unwell, and Firmia bowed to the old king and said goodbye.

Returning to her princess bedroom, Firmia locked the door, then sat at the desk, took out a pure white hard card, thought for a moment, and began to write.

There was a flash of blue light in the room, and a figure separated from Firmia. It was a slender woman with a mercury luster on the upper body and two long white legs on the lower body. .

Since worshiping the Siren Queen Selena as her teacher, Firmia has worked hard day and night, not only has she mastered more dark magic, but she has also improved a lot in mirror image magic, which she is best at.

Now she can open a mirror field as far as thousands of miles away, and she can shuttle between the mirror fields at will, and can even merge with or separate from the secondary personality at will. After that, no matter where she goes, she will wear the mirror, so that the two can have a discussion. Get twice the result with half the effort.

Thanks to Firmia's enhanced energy, the body of the mirror has also undergone major changes. She no longer manifests in the mirror as before, but gradually has a human body.

Of course, this transformation is very slow, so so far, only the lower body has changed, and it will take some time to become exactly the same as Firmia.

Jing sat sideways on the wide soft chair, hugged Firmia from behind, bent down, and said indifferently: "I just heard the conversation you had with that old man. Could it be that you really want to help him?"

Firmia raised her head and stared at Jing's blurred face. Jing lowered her head naturally and kissed her soft lips. Firmia laughed and said, "Of course not, I'm not a fool!"

"Tell me, baby." Jing touched Firmia's face and asked, "Then what are your plans?"

Firmia stopped writing and explained: "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Since the life element wood energy can make the old man immortal, it can also make him ascend to heaven earlier."

"Tsk tsk tsk...that sounds very profound." Jing said in a funny tone, "I never thought that my little cutie has become so cunning now, you actually want to use a beauty trick to lure that viscount lord and let him be used by you? "

"Are you jealous?" Firmia teased, leaning lazily on the mirror's arms.

"Oh no, my dear." Jing joked, "If your scheme is successful, I don't mind if you have a romantic relationship with him, maybe we can have a three-person carnival, you will definitely like it."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Firmia pretended to be angry, and reprimanded: "I only have you in my heart, I am one with you, how could a third party come in?"

Jing looked at her for a moment, then sealed her lips, tasted it carefully and then let go, whispering: "I really don't mind, baby, I know your heart will always belong to me."

Firmia was breathless from the kiss, her face was flushed, she gently pushed the mirror away, and said angrily, "You are hindering me, go away, I still have to write!"

"What are you writing, baby?" Jing hugged Firmia, looked over her shoulder curiously.

"Greetings." Firmia said casually.

"To that Earl?" Mirror asked.

"Yes, Lord Xixiumi." Firmia said, "The task assigned by Teacher Selina is now time to complete."

Mirror: "How can we cooperate with him?

Firmia shook her head and said, "I don't know the specifics. The teacher only said that Lord God will make arrangements, as long as you come to visit."

Mirror: "Do you want me to go with you?"

"Of course." Firmia said, "With you by my side, I can feel at ease."

"Okay, baby." Jing said with a smile, "I am willing to serve my highness the princess."

Firmia hummed, picked up the quill, and continued writing greetings.

Jing just hugged Firmia quietly, resting his head on her shoulder, smelling the sweet breath on her body, then tightened his arms and slowly closed his eyes.