Chapter 323: Chapter 132: The True Identities of Camilla and Tracy Garcia_3
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Upon hearing this, Tracy Garcia looked as if she had seen a ghost:
“You…you…how did you know about that?”
This was a top-secret matter of the Royal Court!
The King had contracted a strange disease about half a year ago, and now almost all the affairs of the Royal Court are being managed by the Queen.
Tracy herself only found out about it from her mother just before she left.
Outside of her mother, who was the High Priestess, and the Queen, nobody else knew about this!
She was surprised how he could know about it.
Leonard Churchill wore a bored expression, as he found this scenario to be quite cliched. He then added, “Doesn’t your Queen have a son? He seems to be well-rounded in many aspects. But he couldn’t blend with the ‘Spade K- Tyrant’…”
Tracy was so surprised that she dared not answer.
But her expression showed Leonard Churchill that he had guessed correctly.
It wasn’t that Leonard Churchill was particularly clever.
In the end, it was still about human nature.
Kingdom power is about the most high-profile temptation that humans can touch. In front of this temptation, human greed and ugliness are laid bare.
Such palace power struggles were densely recorded in the history books of his previous life.
Leonard Churchill didn’t want to elaborate further.
Understanding this much, he felt he had a clear picture of Camilla’s background.
But what did this have to do with Tracy being hunted?
Could it be that her mother had peered into so palace secrets and the whole family had to be erased?
That couldn’t be, her mother was a High Priestess, a person above all others.
Even if the harem was ruling, the Queen wouldn’t be so foolish as to cripple her own power, would she?
Leonard Churchill looked at Miss Tracy who was still in a state of shock, and asked: “Little Garcia, did anything unusual happen to you before you were pursued?”
“Umm…”
Having heard this, Tracy fell into deep thought.
In fact, throughout these days of running and hiding, she had also wondered why she was being pursued.
She guessed it was the royal family.
But she couldn’t figure out why.
The Garcia family had been loyal to the royal family for generations; their destinies had long been entwined. Glory or disgrace, they shared it all.
No matter the cri, it should not fall on her.
Moreover, there were no cris to speak of.
Upon seeing her puzzled expression, Leonard Churchill continued to hint: “For instance, did any foreigners visit your Royal Court, or were there any changes that differed from the past…”
At this point, Tracy paused for a long while before suddenly realizing sothing: “There was! Three months ago, a group of people with mysterious backgrounds visited the Royal Court, and they brought along a coffin.” Leonard Churchill felt that he had grasped a crucial clue, “A coffin?” “Yes!”
Tracy nodded, saying: “I rember it clearly. Because to bring a coffin into the palace, one must pass my mother’s check. I happened to be with my mother at the ti and overheard the report.”
Leonard Churchill: “And then?”
A coffin that couldn’t be accepted was either a Disaster Object or sothing extraordinary.
Tracy was at a loss for words: “Andthen…therewasno ‘and then’.”
She had just seen it.
She couldn’t possibly be in contact with the secrets of that level.
Leonard Churchill was also sowhat helpless upon hearing this.
Although Miss Tracy cos from a prestigious family, she seed clueless.
He initially thought she would know many secrets.
But upon asking…
Huh!
An idea suddenly flashed across Leonard Churchill’s mind, and he thought of a question.
Camilla, being the illegitimate princess of a royal family, was already so powerful.
Garcia, as the daughter of the High Priestess, appeared rather average in comparison.
He directly voiced his doubt: “Speaking of which, didn’t your mother teach you any secret skills of the High Priestess?”
For so reason, even though Miss Tracy was usually slow, she quickly understood his aning this ti.
Her slightly resentful expression seed to speak: I get it, you’re saying I’m weak.
Tracy slightly pouted, replying: “The High Priestess’s inheritance does not require teaching… Our Garcia lineage has a special way of inheritance. After my mother passes away, I will inherit her inheritance and beco the High Priestess.”
The mont Leonard Churchill heard this, he suddenly understood: The head covering thod?
Well, I must confess my lack of knowledge.
Since they have skill cards in this world, this inheritance thod seems plausible too.
These ancient families always pop out from strange places, refreshing one’s understanding.
Leonard Churchill returned to the previous topic and asked: “What happened after they brought the coffin into the palace? Are there any changes within your Royal Court that deviate from the norm? Like soone dying, or a change in key positions…”
Given the guidance, Tracy’s thoughts beca much clearer in an instant.
Following his leads, she suddenly exclaid: “After that, the ‘plague’ began!” “Plague?”
Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill also thought of sothing.
The last ti they went to the ‘Greedy Mining Well’, Tracy and her team were looking for a potion to treat the plague.
Even earlier in the Grand Cetery Labyrinth, Camilla and Tracy seed to be looking for extra potion supplies.
Linking cause to effect now, he casually asked: “Is the plague from that coffin?”
“There’s more!”
As if Tracy has suddenly opened up, she continued to recall: “Because I am a doctor. After I brought the Witch Formula ho, I had been constantly helping out in the quarantine zone to handle the plague. Not long after, I was sure I was infected too! But it was strange, there were no signs of illness. After I told my mother about it, she conducted so tests on , and she seed quite surprised. I rember she said sothing like: that plague may not be a virus, but might be due to high-level rule of extraordinary characteristic pollution.”
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