Chapter 804: 804 Emperor’s throne, of course, she wants to sit 【2 more updates】
The mirror in Lancelot’s hand fell to the ground, and his incredulous expression was reflected on its smooth surface.
The commander, who always paid attention to his appearance, had never shown such a twisted expression before.
“Impossible!” Lancelot lost his composure again, shouting excitedly, “Absolutely impossible!”
The three people in the living room were all startled.
Khor Peiqing continued to expressionlessly pick out fish bones, placing the deboned fish into Ye Wanlan’s bowl.
Though her face remained calm, anxiety was growing inside her.
Of course, she had heard of Lancelot’s na and had seen him once, but only from afar.
At that ti, the commander had just assud his position not long before, and he still appeared sowhat inexperienced.
Twenty years had passed, and Lancelot had beco a figure of more prestige than even the King of Beirut.
In terms of public faith, only the High Priest was above him.
Soone who could reach this position certainly wasn’t as naive and simple as he appeared on the surface.
The more harmless soone looked on the outside, the more terrifying their tactics were.
Khor Peiqing felt a bit worried.
The conflict between Chongming Country and Cangyuan Country was intensifying; though it hadn’t erupted yet, it was only a matter of ti.
She had always lived a peaceful life on the shore and privately hoped that Ye Wanlan wouldn’t get entangled in the struggle between the two nations.
Once war begins, blood will surely flow like a river, and no one can remain unaffected.
“Grandma, I still suspect there’s sothing wrong with his brain.” Lan Yu couldn’t help but whisper, “He ca to our ho, and the word he said the most was ‘impossible.’ Hasn’t he seen the world or sothing?”
The elderly woman was so frightened that she couldn’t sit still, quickly covering Lan Yu’s mouth: “Xiao Yu, you must not speak such words again. If it gets out, you’ll be decapitated. He’s the executioner that Grandma told you about!”
Lan Yu’s eyes widened: “He is the highest commander?”
The old woman nodded solemnly: “And you must never speak of it outside, or if you cause trouble for Lady Lan, it would be terrible.”
“The Supre Commander isn’t quite what I imagined,” Lan Yu muttered softly, “Grandma, you always said he was like the Grim Reaper from myth, fierce-looking, dressed in black, and carrying a scythe to claim lives!”
The elderly woman was silent for a mont: “Many tis, even what you see may not be real.”
Let alone what you hear?
“Oh, right.” Lan Yu suddenly rembered the card Lancelot had given her earlier, “Grandma, this is what the lord commander gave , what do you think it is?”
The old woman took a closer look and was once again shocked: “This is a Neptune Bank card, and this color… it has at least a million!”
A million, for ordinary people like them, was enough to live a lifeti without worry.
“It’s too valuable,” Lan Yu was also startled, “Grandma, you should return it later.”
The old woman nodded.
Here, Lancelot once again put on a saddened look: “Did you hear that sound?”
Ye Wanlan glanced at him: “Isn’t your heart already broken?”
“This ti it’s not the sound of a heart breaking, this ti it’s the sound of bones breaking,” Lancelot couldn’t understand, “Why did you kill the Ti Judge? And why would the Ti Judge co for you?!”
“Being targeted by the judge naturally ans I’ve committed a ti cri,” Ye Wanlan didn’t say much more but continued asking, “Is the Supre Wisdom related to the Ti Administration Bureau?”
“I’m not sure, but I’m sixty percent confident that the Ti Administration Bureau sent Him to correct the tiline,” Lancelot slowly exhaled, “But I haven’t found the root of the problem in our world yet.”
Ye Wanlan’s gaze sharpened: “If it can’t be corrected, or if the correction fails, will the world be destroyed?”
“No one knows,” Lancelot shrugged, “Not even . I think even the ssengers under the Supre Wisdom don’t know what the Supre Wisdom truly is. Facing the Supre Wisdom is a hard battle.”
“I understand,” Ye Wanlan said quietly, “A hard battle is still just a battle.”
If it’s a battle, it can be fought.
“What do you plan to do next?” Lancelot turned, “Need any help?”
Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly: “Since the Executioner has co to Amos City, shouldn’t he live up to the na?”
Cangyuan Country boasts nurous large and small cities. Though its population doesn’t match that of Shenzhou, it’s on par with the Northern Lands, with seven to eight hundred million.
Amos City is too remote; the City Lord dominates alone, suppressing all injustices so that no word reaches the Royal City.
This is why Princess Yongning had to disguise herself for private visits during her lifeti.
The sun might be dazzling, yet so places remain in shadows.
In darkness, malice thrives.
Her existence is to serve as a wick, illuminating corners the sun can’t reach.
“Oh?” Lancelot also raised an eyebrow, “Are you referring to the Amos City Lord?”
Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: “Talking to a smart person certainly saves effort.”
“But you know…” Lancelot touched his chin, “You grew up on land but don’t seem like soone nurtured by that environnt.”
Ye Wanlan remained silent.
Lancelot shrugged and said offhandedly: “If you could be the king of Cangyuan Country, I’d certainly be relieved.”
Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed.
Clearly, Lancelot hadn’t t the forr queen, or else he would have sensed sothing amiss upon seeing her for the first ti.
It was evident his comnt was rely off-the-cuff.
“But such a fanciful idea, let’s not dwell on it,” Lancelot waved it off, “Throughout history, no woman has ever been an Emperor, oh wait, didn’t the Northern Lands have an Empress? But in Atlantis, that’s impossible.”
Ye Wanlan raised her head, looking at a wildflower blooming brilliantly outside the window, speaking softly: “Since it’s ‘throughout history,’ it’s not the future. Who says what has always been must always be?”
Lancelot was slightly taken aback: “What did you say?”
Ye Wanlan didn’t respond, but her eyes sparkled like stars in the night, impossible to look away from.
An Emperor’s throne, why shouldn’t it be sat upon?
Of course, she would sit on it.
**
Two days later, at the Amos City Lord Mansion.
“Hurry up, have you finished packing?” the butler urged continually, “We’re leaving soon; don’t ss up at such a crucial mont.”
Ye Wanlan suddenly turned, looking at the Amos City Lord eating at and drinking wine: “Won’t the City Lord escort to the Royal City?”
“Having the City Lord escort you, who do you think you are!” the butler spat, “You’re going to the Royal City to treat the Queen, not to enjoy yourself. Without the City Lord’s recomndation, with your bloodline and status, you’d never set foot in the Royal City in your lifeti!”
“That’s really unfortunate,” Ye Wanlan said plainly, “I originally didn’t want to make a move here.”
“Make a move?” The Amos City Lord laughed as if hearing sothing funny, slamming the table, “Are you saying you want to fight ?”
“You harm innocent civilians, extort their riches.” Ye Wanlan spoke calmly, “By law, you are to be executed.”
“Pfft!” The Amos City Lord laughed instead of getting angry, “So young, yet you seem to know a lot. But perhaps your elders forgot to tell you, the law is ant to restrain you, not !”
“How dare you!” the butler raised his leg to kick at Ye Wanlan’s knees, “How dare you be disrespectful to the City Lord!”
Given Ye Wanlan’s skills, naturally, she wouldn’t be kicked.
With a slight shift of her body, she dodged.
The butler, missing his target, couldn’t stop his montum and crashed to the ground with a thud.
The Amos City Lord’s expression finally turned grim, “A young girl like you, daring to recite the City’s Lord’s cris accurately, but can you make this Lord submit? Arrogant!”
He stood slowly, eyes cold: “Do you think knowing a bit of law makes you an Executioner?
“Sorry.” A voice echoed, “An Executioner doesn’t need to know the law.”
He decides who dies, and they must die.
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