She was supposed to be escorted by him to the Holy Law Judgnt Group of the Church of the God of Order for trial, but she was intercepted by Windsor.
And Forte, he could have disregarded Windsor’s orders and directly taken her, interrogated her, or handed her over to the Holy Law Judgnt Group, but he didn’t do so.
Did he... discover the “Uniqueness” on her?
Or was there another reason?
Furthermore, Ciel in the simulation seed to have t the Queen’s consort, a Pharos prince, who had not been granted the title of “King.”
His hair was gray, while the Queen’s hair was golden. Even going back several generations, there were no genes for white hair. But Princess Windsor had white hair...
Therefore, Ciel in the simulation suspected that Princess Windsor was the daughter of the Queen and Forte.
Of course, Forte couldn’t have not handed Ciel over to the Church of the God of Order because of this. Windsor’s interception of her was more like his tacit permission. The purpose might have been to use her as a bargaining chip to negotiate with so force.
These forces could be the Redemption Society, the Society of rrint, or even the Church of the God of Order or the Church of the Savior Goddess.
After all, by obtaining her, they would essentially obtain information about the remaining sample...
The royal family even dared to bomb mbers of the Redemption Society in the Royal dical Society and use the Society of rrint to carry out a bloody purge in North Ansu. Whatever they did, Ciel wouldn’t be surprised.
But the most important thing now was that she had to extract herself and everyone around her from all these events, preventing all of this from happening in reality.
She couldn’t beco anyone’s bargaining chip. She also didn’t want the people around her to be treated as lambs to be slaughtered on the negotiation table...
If she couldn’t stop it, then she could only flip the table.
She still had a little experience in flipping tables.
Click—
The sound of the door opening echoed. Ciel put down the notepad in her hand and turned to look at the newcor.
It was Princess Windsor.
“Darling darling~”
A syrupy, high-pitched voice ca from the Princess’s mouth. Ciel almost imdiately associated it with the previous scene. A feeling of sourness surged in her stomach.
But at this mont, Ciel’s face showed a smile.
“What is it, darling?”
Ciel’s pink pupils shimred, sparkling with stardust.
This address made Windsor completely freeze in place. After hesitating for a while, she took a few steps forward.
Had Ciel finally gone insane? How could she be so easily broken?
She hadn’t even enjoyed the pleasure of slowly twisting and dismantling the other party’s resistant mind... This sudden contrast made Windsor sowhat unable to accept it.
It was like you bought a box of building blocks or a puzzle. You struggled for ages to fit the first piece, and then you went out to change clothes and ca back to find the puzzle already completed by soone unknown.
This was a fatal blow to soone like Windsor, who enjoyed “puzzles.”
“Who are you? You are not Ciel at all!”
Windsor’s face showed anger. She quickly walked to Ciel and stared intensely into her eyes.
Did the conversation break down with just one sentence? Such a poor ntality.
Ciel looked at Windsor, who was sowhat exasperated. The smile on her face beca even more unrestrained.
But the next mont, Ciel’s face returned to its cold state. She slowly said, “Can you let go now?”
So it was an act... She was just acting because she wanted to leave...
Seeing Ciel’s gaze at this mont, Windsor’s sowhat out-of-control face slowly cald down. She put on her smile again and shook her head, saying, “That won’t do... You don’t completely belong to yet. That won’t do...”
Seeming to rember sothing important, Windsor walked past Ciel and sat on the chair beside her. She looked up at Ciel and said, “Oh, right, Forte asked to relay a few things to you~”
She wanted to see Ciel’s reaction of emotional collapse upon hearing the news. She was looking forward to it.
“What things?”
Ciel continued to maintain her cold deanor and slowly took half a step back, distancing herself from Windsor.
“Your protector, Miss Lucy Silva, has been removed from her position on the board. You no longer have any protection, you know~”
“Oh.”
Ciel just nodded calmly, seeming not to care about this at all.
However, Ciel at this mont was deep in thought because of Windsor’s words.
Lucy?
She was removed from her position on the board for helping her? She chose my “organization” instead of Deton Group’s board of directors?
It seems Lucy’s luck is indeed bad. After all, behind , there really isn’t any “organization.” It’s just alone.
Choosing to get on the sa boat with will inevitably lead to various extre dangers, and the only gain is being able to survive.
At this mont, Windsor also noticed Ciel’s indifferent expression. She secretly muttered to herself.
The information Forte provided is completely useless.
As if to break Ciel’s psychological defense more quickly, Windsor slowly opened her mouth, adding fuel to the fire:
“Amy Hastings, Adele... You know these two, right?”
“That sample is in their hands, isn’t it?”
“Don’t worry... They won’t be able to hide for long. Soon, their bodies will et you.”
However, this embellished statent only earned Ciel another dismissive “Oh.”
Windsor took a deep breath. She no longer intended to use the information Forte provided to shake Ciel’s psychological defense. She planned to use her own thod.
But for the Queen’s sake, she still had to relay everything Forte had said.
“Also, my sister seems to have seen a red-haired ‘Subverter’ who looks similar to you in Berren City... Do you know anything about this?”
Windsor said casually, not expecting too much. She just wanted to finish quickly so she could continue looking at the beautiful Ciel... continue to imprint her own image in her mind...
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