35. It’s Getting Interesting
Perspective of Louise IV.
The patrol team of the Great Eagle Empire did not disappoint Louise IV this time.
Louis XXV, under the guise of a monthly routine soirée, reported a gathering to the Great Eagle Empire and obtained permission to temporarily leave the capital. However, according to investigations: the number and purpose of Louis XXV’s vassals attending this time had reached a ” suspicious” level.
Clearly, big fish were coming with small fish. Since that was the case, it was time to gather them all up, to scoop up these fish that usually only ate feed and then excreted.
“You black-hearted queen, all you think about is how to eliminate dissenters!?”
If it were the real Mr. Oujilide, he would definitely scold himself like this. Ah~ Mr. Oujilide, the old power of Louis XV, which serves no purpose other than to amass wealth and indulge in pleasure, is something I absolutely must find a way to eliminate~ Compared to that, I am still thinking about the Great Yingtian Empire. Even if I’m just picking the tallest among the short, I should understand who is better, right?
Moreover, I have the setting of “shiny on the surface, but bearing immense pressure behind the scenes”…
Why doesn’t Mr. Oujilide take the bait? Wouldn’t a girl like me make any man eager to approach, then naively help to clear his name, only to fall into a gentle trap and start doing things for him?
What true face does Louis IV of the Great Yingtian Empire have? Every mask is genuine, including the one he believes to be his “true face.” The distress caused by pressure is real; the idol-like performance he puts on to disguise himself is also real; the joy of the impending catch is real as well. Acting at the right moment, without any flaws, is the essence of Her Majesty, the fourth-ranked queen of the Great Yingtian Empire.
And now, it is time to catch the prey.
Let the patrol team handle the capturing and pursuit, while the most crucial task of “manufacturing evidence of Louis XV’s contact with ‘Oujilide’” to deal with Louis XV is something Louis IV decides to take on personally. The most critical parts of any matter must never be interfered with by anyone other than myself.
At this moment, the party has not yet officially begun, and Louis XV, filled with the joy of “about to bring down Louis IV,” doesn’t even have time to approach the solitary Kefer, instead hastily returning to his private chamber.
Here, someone is already waiting for him.
“Don’t worry, I will soon use ‘prophecy’ to tell you how many votes to give to whom, and you can let your people take the majority in the first round of voting.”
A voice so eerie it could be described as “creepy”; paired with a robe that completely conceals the body; and finally, a raven-shaped mask… this is the very image of a “suspicious character,” yet he can still bravely appear in Louis XV’s room, and the reason is simple…
“Really!? Don’t lie to me, Oujilide, or if this gets exposed, no one will have a good outcome. I might escape, but you’ll probably be on the gallows the next day!”
“My prophecies are all-powerful! Hmph, if you don’t believe me, I’ll show you how many of your vassals you brought today!”
Saying this, the “Oujilide” gestured a number with his hand, and the doubt in Louis XV’s eyes turned into wild joy after a moment of shock.
“Is it… really true…?”
“So don’t doubt my power; our goals align. I just want to use you to eliminate that woman, Louis IV.”
Louis XV laughed proudly, his words filled with disdain for Louis IV: “But that woman is also foolish, thinking she can kill you with a warrant. She’ll regret it later.”
“Oujilide” remained still: “Save your pride for later. Tell me, among the guests you brought today, is there anything unusual?”
“How could there be? They’re all my vassals and the wealthy merchants who are unhappy with that wretched woman in the city.” Louis XV pouted, lost in his joy, hardly listening. “And won’t you predict this kind of thing yourself?”
“You know it’s ‘this kind of thing’? Don’t think of my abilities so casually. Go out; I need absolute solitude for a while to predict tonight’s voting direction. Just keep an eye on the venue for me, and once it’s done, I’ll come find you.”
Such a commanding request would likely make Louis XV explode with rage if it were anyone else, but this Oujilide indeed has some skills and will help him deal with Louis IV, so Louis XV decided to endure for now, planning to rein him in after the deed is done.
“Don’t let me down!”
After a stern warning, Louis XV closed the door and left.
Then, at the moment everything fell silent, this “Oujilide” suddenly sighed, letting out a voice that was somewhat “effeminate,” quite uncharacteristic of his image.
“Ah~ poor Louis XV.”
“He” pulled back the hood, and the long braid of golden hair, tied for ease of movement, cascaded down.
What “Oujilide”? This is clearly Louis IV herself, the Queen of the Great Yingtian Empire, here to “catch the prey.”
This is the best opportunity to use Oujilide’s identity to take down Louis XV in one fell swoop, and for this crucial part, Louis IV also decided to act personally to avoid any accidents. The next steps are simple: during this so-called “need for solitude,” lay down some evidence of Oujilide colluding with Louis XV, and then coordinate with the patrol team to “catch the prey.”
At the same time, it can also add a bold stroke to the glorious deeds of dear Mr. Oujilide, letting him slowly realize: apart from submitting to me, he has no other choice.
No man dislikes watching a bad woman redeem herself, and Mr. Oujilide will be no exception. “Ah~ I actually managed to make a woman like the queen gradually improve all by myself. To be responsible, I’ll help her with prophecies from time to time.”
See? Isn’t this result good for both him and me? After all, he is indeed one of the few people with whom I can speak freely and express myself.
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Everything is under my control—
Louis IV smiled, ready to create some “evidence,” but just then, a knock came from the door that Louis XXV had just left.
“Tsk…”
How could there be such incompetent, parasitic nobles in my empire?
Helpless, Louis IV donned his hood, adjusted his tone, and complained as he opened the door.
“Mr. Louis XXV, please don’t question my prophetic abilities as Euclid, alright? Do you want to lose everything?”
However, upon focusing, what I saw was…
The real deal…
【Clap, clap, clap】
He clapped his hands.
“Not bad, Your Majesty, you’ve got my vibe.”
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