The Emperor’s Angel of Death

If Javid was present, he would have been frightened to death, because the red-haired woman kneeling behind Elena was his favorite concubine and the person he trusted most.

Elena asked Layla lazily while letting Princess Layla wipe her skin with a cotton ball:

"Qian'er, when is the Grand Duke going to start?"

"Tomorrow at noon the gate of the palace will open as usual."

"What other support has he found?"

"It seems that the high priest was also persuaded by him, Queen."

The woman replied with a smile, wrapping her pale fingers with a strand of fiery red hair.

"But the support should be after he succeeds, in fact, most of his supporters are like this, or those people just support the winner, but he can't see clearly, he thinks he has a lot of support."

The woman shrugged.

"He's always been so naive."

Elena smiled with satisfaction. When Xerxes handed her this intelligence network composed of women five years ago, Elena was still a little overwhelmed, but she soon discovered that she almost owned the empire All the secrets of all high officials and nobles.

She can instantly kill any official and nobleman if she wants to.

"Then he must not be in his home tonight?"

"Yes, he has been in the barracks since the morning, but it is strictly forbidden for any servant to reveal it."

"In this case, you don't have to go back. I will give you a new identity, the identity of a noble lady, and I will also introduce a promising undead army officer to you..."

Leila turned her head subconsciously, her expression a little nervous, and the woman in black gauze lowered her gaze and ordered.

"...he is a centurion, very young but very sincere, and would be a good husband, the wanderers have the technology to restore you to a virginity, and you don't have to worry about your husband's suspicion, go to Live your own life, you deserve it, and I will never call you again in the future if it's not necessary."

"Thank you Queen."

Leila breathed a sigh of relief, and the red-haired woman got up and backed out.

Elena tilted her head back and looked at the ceiling. The black-veiled woman had put the comb aside and was drying and coiling her hair.

"Layla, Nadia, you all like Captain Kelovan, don't you?"

Neither of the princesses answered, and the flushed Layla sank half of her face into the water, while Nadia sat silent on the edge of the bath.

"But now he only has endless hatred for the greenskin in his heart, and that hatred has penetrated into his bones and soul. Before eliminating this hatred, he may find it difficult to plan for himself, and...you are As a noble princess, marriage is decided by your elder brother. Although Your Majesty values ​​Captain Kelovan, he may not be able to do that, because he has always been unwilling to be His Majesty's subject, and he may leave after the war. Go to that infinite sea of ​​stars and be his free wanderer."

Elena opened her eyes and glanced left and right at the two princesses.

"I hope you have some thoughts in your own mind."

Early the next morning, Elena convened her ministers as usual to deal with the affairs reported that day. Until noon, she also convened the military chiefs as arranged to discuss the follow-up troop transfer, logistical supply and recruit training.

"Now the main greenskins are gathered around the Red Mountains, which is what we want."

Elena stood in front of a huge map, painstakingly inked with impressive detail.

"If they spread around, then the areas we need to defend will increase."

She said, raising her hand and swiping over a part of the map.

"Let them concentrate, not run around, is the basic strategy formulated by Your Majesty."

The seventy-year-old Imperial Army general across the table tapped the map lightly.

"These mountains around the Acropolis formed a natural pocket, and the greenskins poured in. The more attacks, the more orcs will be attracted to pursue the battle they desire. This is their nature."

"Every time we hit them back, it's like pouring water into a leaky bucket."

Elena nodded again.

"So to really solve the problem, we have to plug the hole first, instead of pouring more water, but we can't do it now. Your Majesty should have such a way."

"Empress, with all due respect, where has Your Majesty gone?"

"His Majesty--"

"He was a coward! Abandoned his empire!"

A familiar voice echoed outside the hall along with the chaotic noise, and Elena frowned in disgust.

"Who is watching the door?"

At this moment, the door of the main hall was opened, and several people grinned and strode in, their boots crunching on the delicate tiles.

Elena glanced at the others who were still outside. Several castrated guards had fallen in a pool of blood, and most of them were fighting against rebels wearing various armors, including the capital's garrison troops and Chi Yan guards. Instructing the Knights, there are also some noble private soldiers dressed in fancy clothes.

Castrons have tried to stop them, but they are not enough.

"Javid! Are you going to rebel!"

The army general gritted his teeth angrily, while Elena was expressionless, and the remaining eunuchs in the hall quickly stood around her.

"Oops, get together, okay!"

Javid strode in, glanced at everyone, and stared at Elena in Chinese clothes with undisguised **.

There are other people behind him, all nobles in the capital, and all Javid's pugs, sniffing around the leftovers on his dining table, taking every opportunity to flatter him whenever possible.

"This is the forbidden palace, Archduke Javid."

There was no panic on Elena's face, only infinite calmness.

"Forgive me, Queen Elena, I have longed to see your beauty up close."

Javid squinted at her, and a few nobles next to him laughed wickedly.

"I want to talk to you alone."

"Damn! Javid! Do you know what nonsense you're talking about! Mazda's holy fire will burn your filthy tongue!"

The surrounding veterans immediately scolded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but more quietly hid aside.

Elena sighed.

"I originally thought that these matters would be resolved after the war. Originally, His Majesty still had a trace of pity for you."

A nobleman came out, his sharp spear-like nose stared with big eyes, a beard like a bird's nest with yellow teeth, and it seemed that the armor could barely cover his chest hair, and then he raised it. An arm pointed at her.

And the words he roared next almost made Elena vomit.

"Xerxes doesn't deserve to be the king of kings! He doesn't have the blood of a previous king at all! He's a monster! A calamity!"

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