“Gone to the East District?!”
Forte’s fist slammed violently onto the antique table before him. He looked at the Queen’s Sword Knight Commander before him with anger.
The golden-haired short-haired Knight Commander, with a hint of shame on his face, said, “I followed Your command and stayed close to Her Highness Princess Vita, but she seemed to strongly dislike me and constantly insulted me with her words. So I switched to a different attendant to follow her…”
Forte took a deep breath and straightened his back, slightly adjusting his clothes. He finally composed himself. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Oppold, saying, “Tell me what happened, in every detail.”
“Princess Vita said she wanted to see Princess Windsor. I thought, since it’s still in the West District, and by joining up with the team over there, we could have more strength to protect both princesses, so…”
Oppold, looking unusually nervous, lowered his head and continued,
“So, I followed her to Windsor Palace, and then… Princess Vita kidnapped Princess Windsor… and left a letter…”
Forte snorted coldly, mocking, “Are you ‘Crown Guards’ all a bunch of useless people? Where is your supposedly impressive detection ability?”
Oppold, with his head down, tightly pursed his lips. At this moment, he also felt anger in his heart.
Oppold looked up at Forte and slowly said, “Of course, Your Excellency Forte. In front of the sealed artifact you gifted to Princess Vita, we were indeed helpless.”
Oppold, relying on his father being a Prince, directly shifted the blame back to Forte. He knew that Forte wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on him.
And Forte at this moment, looking at Oppold’s defiant expression, was silent for a while. Then, a stiff smile slowly appeared on his face:
“As expected of Prince Thaddeus’s son, a meticulous deduction.”
A crisp single note sounded. An invisible sound wave shot directly into Oppold’s mind, causing his thoughts to briefly freeze.
A peculiar music box was taken out by Forte. He slowly wound the spring, making “click-clack” sounds. Then he placed the music box on the table and released the hand that was holding the spring.
At this moment, Oppold’s consciousness had recovered, but he still hadn’t regained control of his body. When he saw the music box on the table, his pupils constricted slightly. Black iron armor instantly covered his entire body.
Hoarse, noisy music played from the music box. Forte slowly walked towards Oppold, took the envelope from his hand, quickly scanned it, and was slightly startled.
It’s that “Subverter”… Did she take Windsor and Vita?
What does that person want to do with them in the East District?
After just a moment of hesitation, Forte lifted his leg and walked out of the room, casually closing the door behind him.
And Oppold at this moment had just regained control of his body. He struggled to turn and reach for the wooden door, but the music box had also finished playing its last note—the spring slowly stopped, and then, as if a motor had started, it began to spin frantically.
Endless noise, like whispers, bombarded Oppold’s mind. He painfully clutched his head, frantically pounding on his head armor. Sparks flew everywhere. He only hoped to lessen the impact and burden on his mind a little.
This was the last thought in Oppold’s mind while he could still maintain his consciousness.
Inside a luxurious carriage, a young girl with her hands tied behind her back and her mouth gagged with cloth was struggling frantically inside the carriage.
And Vita, sitting steadily inside the carriage, seemed not to notice Windsor’s struggles. She just closed her eyes, as if calmly sensing something.
A faint echo buzzing sounded.
Echo Barrier… It’s Forte. He’s already close to the East District.
She quickly picked up the violin placed beside her. The bow was placed on the strings. She quickly drew the bow, and an impassioned piece of music erupted. The two horses pulling the carriage in front, their eyes blood-red, increased their speed to the limit, as if their lives depended on it.
The moment this music sounded, her location would be quickly locked on… But once they reached the abandoned church, that would be the agreed location… She hoped that “Subverter” wouldn’t break her promise. She better truly have a way to deal with Forte.
Meanwhile, a dream carriage carrying Ciel, Amy, and Uris was speeding towards the West District.
This ordinary-looking carriage brushed past a carriage marked with the royal family’s emblem. Ciel glanced through the window and spotted Vita inside.
Apologies, Princess Vitalis.
Appropriate nemesis is more beneficial for future cooperation.
They continued moving forward for another two minutes .
Uris, sitting opposite Ciel, was about to ask Ciel about Adele when a finger was placed against her lips.
Another impassioned piano piece sounded not far ahead.
The carriage slowed down. The “coachman” whipped the horses, making it stop by the side of the road.
It made way for the team of knights riding iron-clad warhorses at the end of their vision.
And in the center of that team, a white-haired figure sat on a warhorse. Accompanied by the impassioned battle music, the common people subconsciously retreated to the sides in advance under the influence of the transcendent music. The speed at which the warhorses were galloping was already so fast that they were a blur.
Ciel’s ordinary carriage, just like that, brushed past the Queen’s Sword Knight Order.
Ciel said with a smile, blessing everyone in the abandoned church, and those who were about to arrive at the abandoned church.
Ciel had to use this time to quickly find the Spiritual Notes and have Uris help her decipher them.
She hoped she could still make it for the curtain call of the good show.