It was they who gave her the title of princess for no reason.
They were the ones who influenced and controlled Hein-Smorv and might have destroyed the entire Frost Dragon family.
If the Frost Dragon Family didn't have Queen Milanka as a hidden chess piece, their inheritance would have been completely cut off. This would undoubtedly anger all the surviving dragon guards. Are these people really not afraid of revenge?
"I think it might be a Mimic..." After thinking for a while, Kaloni made a conclusion, "I don't know how they did it... but they can affect a person in a short period of time and make him change his temperament drastically. I can't think of any other possibility."
Then the entire defense plan against the Mimic Demon would have to be started all over again. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the gray-haired girl in surprise.
Is she setting up the laboratory in advance just to study this?
"We must cooperate." Queen Milanka looked at the Count sincerely, "I confess the sins we have committed, and hope to get help from the Count."
"That's as it should be." Kaloni nodded. "There is competition among the Dragon Guards... but I won't let anyone's inheritance be cut off. This is written in our ancestral precepts!"
Then they turned their eyes at the same time and stared at the girl, which gave her a sudden ominous feeling.
"I didn't know what they were going to do before... but now I can guess it." Kaloni said, "They must be tired of arguing with His Majesty and want to quickly launch a new puppet."
"And that person is you, Miss Hitzfeld." Milanka nodded, "Then everything can be explained. The only thing I don't understand is why it is you."
I don't understand either.
Xia Yibing also frowned. She certainly knew how dangerous it was to be involved in this. If possible, she really wished she could be the one spreading the rumors.
Only Hitzfeld half lowered his head, looking as if he was thinking about something.
She had a vague guess, but she really didn't want to believe it.
"Ms. Hitzfeld," Milanka reminded, "the situation has now reached its most critical juncture. They won't give us much time... I estimate that tomorrow at the earliest, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, those people will instigate and force me to acknowledge your identity as a princess. Then they will choose to open the royal tomb. Then, as the princess of this country and one of the legally legitimate heirs, you will have to go down to worship... You may not be able to come out alive."
"Why is it the day after tomorrow at the latest?" Xia Yibing's heart tightened.
They had just arrived in Kerg...and hadn't collected all the information yet, and they were going to the Dragon Tomb so soon?
"Because the day after tomorrow is the Spirit Division Festival." The queen's brows relaxed, her expression looking a little helpless.
"The Spirit Division Festival is the most important traditional festival in Talignan... Legend has it that His Majesty the Dragon God dispersed his bloodline and power on the same day, and all the Dragon Guard families were born on this day."
"So for the sake of everyone's future, and for your own life," she continued, "if you know something or have guessed something, I hope you will not hide it from us."
Xia Yibing glanced at the girl.
She knew very well...Hitschfeld had indeed had this problem for a long time.
She saw something but kept silent and took it all on her own. Will she not do that again this time?
"I need time to think about it." Hitzfeld raised his head and forced a smile at the two men.
"But I agree to cooperate." She looked at the earl, "Do you want to put me on the throne just like this?"
"If it has to come to that."
Without waiting for the Count to answer, Milanka nodded affirmatively.
"I know it's dangerous. You're being used as bait... You might die without a complete body... But think about it, the fact that you were chosen means you are valuable enough to them. Now you're in Kerge, you're under their noses... They won't give up on you!"
Hitzfeld fell into a long silence.
No one else said anything, but just stared at her, waiting for her to make the final decision.
"Give me another half day."
After a long time, she raised her head.
"Six hours - it's not far anyway. I'll tell you my decision in six hours."
"You have to think about it carefully." Milanka stood up.
"I've read your story... I admire you very much... I know it's a bit cruel to push a girl of your age into this scene, but you're already involved, and you have to fight to protect yourself."
Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes and glanced at her.
What the Queen said was not pleasant to hear, but it is actually true.
However, she always felt that there was something else behind the Queen's words, and there were some purposes that were not made clear.
"Don't be like this... This is indeed a serious matter. Not to mention Miss Hitzfeld, even I need some time to digest it."
The Count also stood up. He couldn't wait to go back and re-establish defenses against the Mimic.
"Oh, right!"
When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back, took off the long sword at his waist in front of the Queen and Xia Yibing, and handed it to Hitzfeld with both hands.
"This knife - 'fire-starter'!"
"It is the sword that my grandfather cherished. It is said to be made in imitation of the legendary artifact 'Thunder Blade'. Although it does not have the same divine power...but the quality should meet your requirements."
Hitzfeld took the knife, brushed his fingers lightly across the black scabbard, grasped the handle and slowly pulled it out, almost blinded by the bright light of the knife.
She doesn't know anything about knives... Her comment on this fire-starting knife was that it looked a bit like a thickened katana.
Turn around and look at Xia.
The woman had been staring at him intently.
"it is good."
She sheathed the knife and handed it to the woman.
"You are indeed a very charming person, as Eugenie said."
Chapter 91: Second Connection
After seeing off the two distinguished guests, Xia Yibing walked towards the laboratory holding the fire knife and Hitzfeld in both hands.
It was rare that she paid a lot of attention to the knife along the way. She kept imagining the length and weight of the knife in her mind and was quite satisfied with its existence.
It certainly cannot be compared with Changxia... After all, Changxia is invisible and intangible. It is a sword of light. Its width, length and size can all be changed at will. It can instantly burst out a huge sword light that can cut through the sky.
But as a supplementary means on the physical level, this fire knife with a blade of meters long, 4 centimeters wide, a straight blade back, and an exaggerated handle of more than 20 centimeters long is definitely enough.
She couldn't help but pull it out and wave it in the air a few times on the way, then she put the scabbard behind her back with her backhand, and inserted the blade upside down into the sheath in an instant, showing extremely precise knife-wielding skills.
But Hitzfeld seemed to have no intention of observing everything. She was still immersed in her own thoughts and even fell behind unknowingly.
"Aisun?" The woman noticed this immediately. She changed her hand to hold the knife and went back to support the girl. "You are..."
As soon as they made contact, she knew something was wrong.
The clothes Hitzfeld chose after bathing did not break away from her previous habits. It was still a black long dress with wide sleeves but with some changes in details. Because of the hot season, the fabric of the dress was very thin, which allowed her to quickly feel the abnormal body temperature of the girl underneath through the layer of fabric.
If it were just that, she would not have panicked, but soon... as the body fell limply into her arms and needed to rely entirely on her support to stay standing, Xia Yibing could no longer bear it.
"Doctor! Doctor!" She held the girl's armpits and shouted in the corridor, then she remembered that this place was some distance away from the laboratory, and that big fool Sixus always liked to close the door tightly.
In embarrassment and anger, she simply thrust her beloved knife behind her back, wedging it between her body and clothes. With her other hand, she held the girl's legs and lifted her up sideways. She ran to the door of the laboratory as fast as she could and kicked the wooden door.
"What? What?" Sixus screamed and came to open the door. He saw her hugging the gray-haired girl with an extremely ugly expression on her face. He immediately realized that now was not the time for an internal conflict.
"Get her in! Quick!" She opened the door as wide as it would go and beckoned them in, asking, "Have you seen Kaloni? Did he do it?"
"I'm not sure—"
"Weren't you watching the whole thing? Can this also be 'uncertain'?"
"I just don't know!" The woman glared at her angrily, "Tell me what happened to her!"
Sixus kept a stern face and said nothing. He instructed the woman to put Hitzfeld on a platform mattress, and then found some instruments to measure her basic condition.
"Abnormal body temperature, blurred consciousness... How strange." Halfway through the measurement, she began to mutter to herself.
"What's so strange about that?"
"It looks like a fever caused by a cold or something...but her immune system is fine, there's no virus, nothing has invaded her."
"Immune system is fine? That's the Mimic?" Xia Yibing thought of another possibility, "Did they bring the Mimic in?"
"Don't worry, Xia Sha." Sixus forced her to calm down. "From the current point of view, her life is not in danger at all... Tell me what you did just now."
Xia Yibing took a deep breath and described her encounter with Queen Milanka upstairs just now and the news she had revealed.
"How terrible..." Sixus grinned slightly, "The internal strife has reached the point where the king is afraid of his throne and can't wait to throw it away. I can only say that this country is really hopeless."
"Where's your judgment?"
"Are you sure she behaved normally throughout the conversation?" Sixus asked her.
"Yes, I'm sure..." Xia Yibing found a place to sit down, interlaced her fingers, and the conversation scene was quickly reproduced in her mind. "She has never shown any abnormality... If you have to say what caused this change, then-"
She was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, she felt something hard pressing against her back.
Without thinking too much, she took out the fire knife with its sheath. She looked down at the knife and then at the half-unconscious Hitzfeld beside her, clenched and unclenched her fingers, and shook her head a little bit: "This makes even less sense..."
"What's illogical?" Sixus wanted to find a stick to hit her, "Hurry up and tell me, idiot!"
"I suspect it has something to do with this knife..." Xia Yibing still shook her head, "She was indeed very normal before that... until the Earl took off the knife and gave it to her, and then she threw the knife to me..."
"So you also touched the knife?" Sixus asked, "Did you feel anything wrong? In terms of body temperature?"
"Not at all." Xia Yibing didn't move, so she felt that this didn't make sense.
It doesn't make sense. There's something wrong with the knife. It was fine when I touched it, and it was fine when the Count touched it, but something went wrong when Hitzfeld touched it the first time?
Does this thing differentiate between people when it comes to causing trouble?
"It's a bit ridiculous." Sixus grinned sarcastically, "The person who claims to be a master of swordsmanship failed to trigger the abnormality of the sword, but someone who knows nothing about swords triggered it..."
"Clang——" Xia Yibing's face was gloomy. He grasped the handle of the knife and pulled out half of it.
"But we can't be sure that it's the knife that's the problem." The mixed-haired loli changed the subject seriously, "Why don't we think about why this happened... Why is it only her who got into trouble? Is there something different about you?"
What's different...
Xia Yibing fell into deep thought.
Well……
I am older than Ashun.
She and I have different looks and body shapes.
And the races are different.
I don't have the divine eye, nor the natural orb hidden in it...
"You are a Latadian. It is said that Latadians are highly resistant to various curses, so you should -"
Sixus came over, reached out and took the knife into his own hand.
After holding himself back for a while and making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, Sixus threw the knife back: "I'm not a normal person either... Could it be a problem with the artifact..."
She felt that the girl's condition was a bit like the worm curse, but on the one hand, the root of the curse had long been eliminated, and on the other hand, the reason why only the girl was sick was because she was the only one who touched the cursed vase.
But now they have all touched the knife...it can't still be a problem with the knife, right?
After thinking about it, she asked Xia Yibing to wait by the bed with a knife. She walked to the side and prepared a tube of transparent liquid for the girl to inject, and ordered Xia Yibing to hold the knife close to the girl's face.
"What did you call her?" Xia Yibing was uneasy.
"It's just a nutrient, used to supply energy and further stimulate organ activity." Sixus replied, "Stop talking nonsense and come closer."
Xia Yibing still believed that the knife posed a huge threat, so she didn't want to let it get too close to the girl, so she only moved it a little bit forward.
"Closer."
One more point.
"continue."
Still a little.
"..." Sixus turned his head and stared at her without saying anything, while Xia Yibing stared at Hitzfeld with a stiff look that said "I didn't see it, I don't understand".
Sixus kicked away one of her supporting legs, forcing her to lie on top of the girl with her upper body, and the knife just happened to be pressed on top.
Hmm... the handle of the knife passed through the gap in the mountains on my chest, and it pressed right against my face.
"Conte!" the woman roared.
"Look at her, look at her!" Xixus was extremely excited. She pointed ahead and shouted, forcing Xia Yibing to turn her eyes away.
They all saw: a thin and long, bright blue "light snake" emerged from the left eye of the motionless girl - that is, from the gap in the eye mask, and coiled around the black wooden handle of the knife at a close distance.
"What is this..." Xia Yibing was stunned.
