Hate Me, Miss Witch!

The imperial capital, the inner city, the royal court.

The afterglow of dusk fell through the glass windows into the majestic palace, reflecting mottled neon clothes on the marble floor.

In front of the large silver mirror, Isadella stared at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The black and red military uniform is engraved with the texture of a black vulture with golden silk thread, giving it a majestic and luxurious temperament.

Her long platinum hair cascades down behind her shoulders, and her sterling silver hair color is a symbol of the royal family of the Foresta Empire, and has been so since ancient times.

"Your Highness, I feel like you have changed a lot in the past few months."

Dressed in a palace dress, Diris stood neatly behind Isadella, holding a gorgeous girdle in her hand.

With her plain white fingers flying, Diris helped Isadella tie up the loose silver hair.

As Isadella's secret subordinate, Diris is not unfamiliar with her immediate boss.

However, since Char Egut disappeared in the Knowledge City three months ago, Diris discovered that the second princess to whom she was loyal had changed a lot.

Although the awe and majesty in front of outsiders are still there, when outsiders retreat, they will often stare into the distance, lost in thought.

Snapped.

The belt made a crisp sound, and the waterfall of silver hair was gathered into a single ponytail, revealing Isadella's swan-white neck.

Diris looked at the princess in the mirror: "In terms of the throne succession ceremony, this kind of dress may be a little plain."

"I remember that the royal family has attendants and costumers who specialize in aristocratic etiquette."

"Since it is such an important ceremony for the succession of the throne, why doesn't His Highness let those professionals handle it..."

"No."

The cold words echoed in the empty royal hall, and also interrupted Diris' proposal.

The silver-haired princess looked at her own figure in the mirror.

"What if I let someone else of the opposite sex help me dress up and touch my body in the process."

"Although that guy won't say anything, he will still be a little unhappy in his heart."

"I don't want to make him unhappy."

A slight smile formed on the corner of Isadella's mouth.

She recalled the scene of the young man with black hair and black eyes saying goodbye to her on the black iron throne in that wrong history that had long since been corrected.

Hearing Isardella's words, Diris couldn't help but blinked.

She also recalled the announcement made by Her Royal Highness the Second Princess about her future husband during the previous meeting.

"Does His Highness mean classmate Xia Ya?"

Isadella nodded calmly: "Of course."

"I can't help it, he is such a scary, possessive, and greedy guy."

"Even if I have a crush on his vest, I won't be allowed to do it. Even if it spans a thousand years, I still have to come back and rip it off with my own hands."

"And I like him so much..."

Hearing the undisguised confession of Her Royal Highness in front of her, the flowing light in Diris's eyes couldn't help but flash slightly.

As the matchmaker between the second princess and Char Egut, Diris was aware of almost all the contacts between Char and Isadella in this world, and even participated in them herself.

It was precisely because of this that Her Royal Highness's current transformation had surprised her.

She is not a legend, so she naturally has no way of knowing what happened in secret three months ago.

But it must be an unforgettable past.

Only in this way can the relationship between the two of them be sublimated from being just allies who trusted each other to such a love that lasts until death.

But soon, Diris lowered her head and helped Isadella straighten the buckles on her military uniform as if nothing had happened, so as not to let others notice the waves in her eyes.

She chuckled softly: "If you are a petty classmate Xia Ya, maybe not only the opposite sex, but also His Highness your contact with me will be interested."

The words he said jokingly to cover up the turmoil in his eyes had just come out of his mouth.

The next moment, Diris heard the cold and majestic voice ringing in her ears again.

"In fact, I have also considered this."

"So when I get married to him in the future, you can step down from your position as the sword holder and follow me..."

Diris paused slightly: "His Royal Highness is as domineering as ever. In just a few words, he has arranged the life-long affairs of his subordinates."

"However, if it weren't for Your Highness, I might have been buried in the abyss long ago, let alone the succubus princess Diris today."

She smiled lightly: "Since it is His Highness's order, then my subordinates must obey it. It doesn't matter whether they are maids or classmate Xia Ya's concubines and mistresses."

"It doesn't have to be like this. Although I saved you once in the abyss, you lurked in Saint Laurent Academy for me for so long and helped me select talents like Xia Ya. This debt has been repaid long ago."

"Besides, I know that he doesn't like the empire's current treaty with a clear distinction between master and slave."

While speaking, Isadella did not look at Diris, but was still looking at herself in the silver mirror.

"The biggest difference between the succubus royal family and ordinary succubi is that ordinary succubi can only become stronger by absorbing the desire of others..."

"In addition to being able to sneak into other people's dreams and steal the power of desire, the succubus royal family can also make up dreams for themselves, which are powerful because of their own emotions."

"And if I'm not mistaken, you just broke through the sixth ring, right?"

Diris was stunned for a moment and nodded subconsciously.

"A pure white unicorn will only make a contract with a virgin-hearted girl... If you are really like your kin in the abyss, relying on uncontrolled absorption of the desire of outsiders to become stronger, then you and the pure white unicorn will The horned beast’s contract should have collapsed.”

"But, I know that your first soul contract is still intact."

"In other words, you can advance from the third ring to the sixth ring in just over half a year——"

"The only possibility is that you have been using someone as material for more than half a year to weave your own dreams."

"And it's still the kind of daydream that's full of desires."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Isadella's mouth.

"so--"

"Diris, do you really want to refuse?"

As the words came out, the gorgeous palace fell into a brief silence.

After a long time, Diris smiled bitterly: "Your Highness is really keen."

"Previously, those who had evil intentions were speculating that His Highness relied on the protection of the Holy Sword to possess the power of the throne..."

"But now that I think about it, those people will probably suffer a big loss."

The brief conversation ended, and both Diris and Isadella were speechless.

The hall fell into silence again, with only the rustle of dressing up being left.

After a long time, the heavy and simple bells of the distant church woke everything up from the silence.

The silver-haired princess walked out from the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at the dark trench coat handed over by Diris, with a flash of nostalgia in her eyes.

Then put it on and go out.

"What happened to the cult in the Lost Realm, the believers who secretly sneaked into the empire?"

Diris took a step forward and spoke softly: "Those cultists who have flowed in from abroad have been locked up by the military and the command bureau."

"Some of them have connections with the Oath Family and came in through channels controlled by the nobles, but they are all under control."

"However - most of them are entrenched in the outer city of the imperial capital and have not tried to actively enter the inner city where the imperial city is located."

Since Char Egut disappeared, she has taken over the affairs of the Sword Bearer Organization in the Imperial Capital.

Because of this, Diris also has a detailed understanding of the actions of many cult groups these days.

"I think... in the inner city, or even within the palace, they should have made additional preparations."

"It's just that the other party's contact and communication methods seem to exceed the technical scope of the empire's current control. We have never been able to truly lock the target in the inner city."

"It seems that even within the royal family, not everyone is monolithic."

Isadella's sigh was very slight, as if she was just whispering to herself.

However, the awe-inspiring murderous intent that fell in the ears of Diris behind her made the succubus princess feel a chill in her heart.

But then, she saw the second princess in front of her, and the murderous intent and coldness in her eyes faded away.

Isadella looked at a crystal hairpin in her hand.

There was an extremely rare trace of hesitation in those beautiful red eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he inserted it into his hair.

Diris's eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise.

"Your Highness..."

Based on her understanding of Her Royal Highness, Isadella has always been the type not to wear makeup.

The daily outfits are either based on palace etiquette, or the accessories themselves are the crystallization of magic and alchemy technology and have many practical effects. They never wear unnecessary and fancy clothes.

If not, she wouldn't be wearing the Black Eagle uniform all year round.

But this crystal hairpin has nothing to do with ritual items or alchemical technology, but is a pure ornament.

This was the first time for Diris to see the princess in front of her showing such a girlish love for beauty.

This kind of Isadella is not like a princess who is about to succeed to the throne of the empire, but more like a pregnant girl who is thinking about her sweetheart and is entangled in the choice of several accessories on the dressing table.

"Reunited with him after a long absence, I want to show my most perfect posture in front of him."

"This is the news I got from Miss Sylvia. I think he may prefer this type of hair accessories."

As if she had read through Diris's mind, Isadella spoke calmly.

Diris was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

She said in surprise: "Has Xia contacted His Highness?"

Having been exposed by Her Royal Highness the secret in her heart, Diris simply stopped pretending and did not hide the joy in her words.

"not at all."

"But I think, since he calls himself "the hero who will save you as long as you cry." "

The two walked through the silent palace passage and headed towards the throne room.

"Then he will definitely not be absent from an occasion like today."

This belief seemed to have no reason, but Isadella believed it unconditionally.

Just like a thousand years ago, he appeared in front of him like the wind.

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PS: Second update today