Cloud Thinking

The identity of Saint Helia was soon made public. Not only did her clothing, food, housing and transportation all improve in quality, but the attitude of the people around her also changed 180 degrees. Even Kaka looked at her with some fear in his eyes these days.

Later, she met Cardoro again. He seemed to have not expected Helia's identity to be so special, and his words and deeds became proper. Although he and Turhei were both born and raised in the royal family, his mother was from a minor noble family and could not be compared with Queen Carmela, so his status among the many princes was not high.

He can only act like a bully and pretend to be powerful in front of these wild kids who have come back.

Helia learned a lot from him about the current situation of the royal family. He told her everything he knew, whether out of awe or affection, but Helia also learned about Claude's current situation - he was studying in the Abraham Magic Court.

She was a little surprised, because in her impression, Claude could not use magic. This was because the person in power already possessed divine power. For the purpose of balance, he could not use any other power, including magic. Helia also took it for granted that Claude had never learned magic before.

But she was wrong, but if you think about it carefully, you can understand it. Claude and Madeleine's marriage was not based on considerations of interests at the beginning. They were indeed in love and were young couples. They had been together long before Claude ascended the throne.

Before becoming the Queen of the Otis Empire, Madeline was a famous magician in the magic world. As for the relationship between the Abraham royal family and the Antonio family during the reign of Icomisa, it is unlikely that they knew each other because of family relations, so they could only have known each other through magic.

Madeline is an outstanding graduate of the Abraham Academy of Magic. If Claude was also a student here, it would make sense that they met, got to know each other, and fell in love in the academy.

It’s still campus romance, such pure love… Helia thought.

The welcoming ceremony was scheduled for the beginning of next month, which was thirteen days later. The time was quite tight. As the host of the ceremony, Helia had to be busy with the arrangements. Of course, this was not a ceremony to welcome Watersise, but a very standard ceremony to summon the God of Order - a ceremony she had learned from a book and had verified.

Of course, Helia, so Helia also prepared the summoning rituals of other gods she remembered. Anyway, as long as they are gods, more of them should be able to make up for the power of order.

If you ask her if she is not afraid of being hated by the gods, she hasn't thought too much about it. After all, what she wants is to borrow the power of the gods to tear this world apart. If this world is destroyed and she leaves, the gods belonging to this world will not be able to chase her out!

As for Turhei, Helia did not take the initiative to look for him, but he took the initiative to come to the door. Judging from his attitude that could be considered respectful, it must be Ko Misa who mentioned his identity to him.

The only thing he asked about was the war. After all, if Komisar died, he would be the heir to the throne, and he didn't want his country to be engulfed by war.

But Helia had already said everything she needed to say, and she would not make up any more words. After all, it was not easy to cover up a lie. Since what she said now was self-consistent, why should she cause trouble for herself?

"I don't know why, but when I see Her Excellency the Saint, I always feel a sense of familiarity." After confirming that Helia would not let go, Turhei suddenly said this. He looked into Helia's eyes, trying to get the answer from her.

Helia paused, then smiled, "Really? Perhaps Your Highness mistook me for someone else, or perhaps we just hit it off right away. We are destined to be together."

Seeing that Turheyi was still staring at her, as if he didn't believe her words, she leaned back, put on a relaxed attitude, and suggested: "Your Highness is curious about me, and I am also curious about Your Highness. Why don't we exchange answers to each other's questions?"

Turhei thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation, indicating that Helia should ask first.

"Does Your Highness know about Morroganism?" she asked.

"Of course, I'm sure everyone knows about that cult." Turhei replied, raising an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled as to why Helia would ask such a simple question.

"So what do you think of Morrogan?" Helia asked again. Although this was the second question, Turhei did not refuse to answer her.

"A cruel, tyrannical, extremely evil cult formed by a group of lunatics who believe in false gods." Turhei answered without much thought. Judging from the attitude he showed, he would not join the Morogen religion unless he suffered a major blow and changed his mind in the future.

Could it be that Claude did something...

"Okay, I understand. It's your turn to ask questions, Your Highness." Helia spread her hands towards Turhei.

Because there was only one chance to ask questions, but Tuerhei had many questions he wanted to ask, so he needed to put these questions in order. Which question did he want to know most urgently?

Helia also waited patiently for him to ask questions. After thinking for a long time, Tuerhei hesitated and said, "You... have known me for a long time?"

This was somewhat beyond Helia's expectations. She thought the other party would keep pursuing the issue of war, but she didn't expect that the other party was more perceptive than she imagined and went straight to the core issue of Helia's existence.

Perhaps it was clear that no further information would be given about her question about the war. Helia had already made her attitude clear in the previous conversation, and further questioning would only result in an answer that was almost the same as before.

Helia didn't intend to hide it and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

Tuerheyi seemed to have not expected Helia to give an answer so quickly, or the answer he expected, and his tone could not help but become anxious: "But I have never seen you before, and your external features are very obvious. If I had seen you, I would definitely remember it."

"Where have you seen me before, and when?"

"That's the second question, Your Highness." Helia refused to answer. She stood up, put one hand on Turhei's shoulder, leaned over slightly, and added in his ear: "It's neither the past nor the present, so what is left?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her room, and asked someone to see the guest off.

"Neither in the past nor in the present..." Turhei repeated the last words of Helia, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Helia's departing back. His eyes widened in shock, unable to believe that the only remaining option would be the truth.

He stood there in a trance, mumbling a few words:

"It's the future..."

"She is a descendant of God... She comes from... the future..."

No wonder she knew that war was coming, because she came from the future where this moment had already become history. No wonder she seemed familiar with the palace and everyone, because she had come into contact with them in the future!

Helia let the other party imagine whatever they wanted. Anyway, the final result would be in her favor. Many times, she only needed to say some weird words, and she didn't even need to give any affirmative or negative answers. These people with many thoughts would use their imaginations to rationalize all her arguments.

Everything has its limits. People who are too smart sometimes don't even live as comfortably as those who are stupid.

Soon the day of the welcoming ceremony arrived, and the location was set at the Fountain Square in the center of the imperial capital. In order to gain the greatest possible attention from the gods, Helia specifically requested the invitation of influential archbishops and called on a large number of believers to watch, in order to arouse the interest of the gods.

Adalaisi also said that if a uniform and powerful voice suddenly appeared among the noisy cries, the gods would more or less cast a glance, whether out of curiosity or for some other reason.

Komisar would not attend the ceremony, but Turhei would represent the royal family. Of course, there were also other princes and princesses who came to join in the fun out of curiosity. What surprised Helia was that she saw Claude and Madeline in the semi-open seats on the high floor.

No one knew what the two were talking about, and no one knew who noticed Helia's gaze first. They all looked at each other, and Madeline even waved at Helia in a very familiar manner, her young face filled with her unique vitality.

Claude, on the other hand, had a cold look on his face. He looked at Helia with a defensive and vigilant look. But after seeing her appearance clearly, he glanced at Madeline beside him with a little surprise, and doubts came to his mind.

Helia nodded and smiled politely at the two of them. She didn't expect to meet her parents in this way. She was a little surprised, but her heart was warm.

But when she thought of Madeline's current fate, Helia couldn't help but frowned, and was afraid to look at Madeline. After all, judging from the result, she was the culprit who killed Madeline.

No one knew what Madeline had said to Claude. Helia was sitting in the attic waiting for the ceremony to begin, but now she heard someone report that someone wanted to see her. It was a representative from the Abraham School of Magic.

So Claude is not here as a royal... Helia thought. She nodded and asked someone to come in.

When the two stood in front of her, Helia suddenly felt a little nervous. She didn't know what to say, nor did she understand why they came to see her at this time. Did they realize that there was something wrong with her identity?

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency? Your Excellency!" It was not until Madeline called Helia several times that she came back to her senses, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said:

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. I wonder if the two academy representatives are here for something?"

Madeline said nothing, but glanced at the people who were coming in and out of the room to prepare for the ceremony. Helia received the message she sent and made a "please" gesture, "The morning light is just right now, why don't we move to the balcony and talk while enjoying the sunlight, how about that?"

"We will certainly not refuse Her Excellency the Saint's kind invitation. Thank you for your help." Madeline agreed happily.

Helia led the two out of the attic, walked through the corridor and came to the balcony at the end. After the maids served tea and snacks, she asked someone to close the door and asked them not to disturb them unless it was important.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Madeline's expression suddenly changed. She stood up curiously and crossed the table to get close to Helia. She stared into her eyes for a while, then turned to look at Claude beside her and couldn't help but say, "The Saint looks alike to Claude."

"Maybe it's because we are both descendants of the Abrahamic royal family." Helia replied with a smile, and it seemed that she didn't intend to pursue Madeline's almost offensive behavior.

"Your Excellency the Saint has red hair, which is very similar to Madeline." Claude said, implying that Helia didn't look much like him, but looked very much like Madeline.

"Yes, I'm curious about your red hair..." Madeline sat back down, supporting her cheek with one hand, looking distressed, "But I don't remember anyone like the Saint in our family."

Because the ceremony today was very formal, Helia was forced to get up early to do her hair. She was about to touch her hair, but suddenly she remembered what the head maid had said, "If Your Excellency the Saint messes up your hair, you'll have to take it down and redo it." Her raised hand froze in mid-air.

What a life bound by beauty...

Without waiting for Helia's answer, Madeline crossed her legs and carefully recalled the rumors about Helia these days. Then she suddenly realized, "I heard that you are a descendant of God..."

She stood up and looked at Helia carefully again, muttering, "The God of War, Wattsise, is said to have red hair and blue eyes. Could it be that the Saint..."

"The Great God of War is my sub-father. He gave me life," Helia replied.

Madeline nodded in understanding. "This is the first time I've seen a descendant of a god..."

"I heard that Her Excellency the Saint can use magic without a wand or chanting spells. Is that true?"

Judging from her excited tone, it seems that the rumor that Madeline was a magic fanatic when she was young is true.

Helia smiled and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

"It's amazing! I can..." Madeline stood up excitedly, rubbing her hands excitedly and looking at Helia expectantly.

But Claude stopped Madeleine. He raised his hand and tugged at Madeleine's sleeve, and called her name in a warning tone: "Madeleine."

“Tsk!” Madeline glared back at him unhappily. Although she looked unhappy, she still sat back down obediently, muttering a few words: “Really, you control me all the time… You really take yourself too seriously… My brother isn’t as good at controlling me as you…”

"Madeleine." Claude of course heard her mumbling, and he called her name again helplessly, but she had no intention of hiding it. Claude seemed to be puffing out his chest with confidence, with the words "I mean whatever you say" written all over his face.

"Haha, the two representatives really have a good relationship." Helia interrupted the interaction between the two with a smile, and got to the point: "I don't think you are here to talk to me about these trivial matters. If you have anything to say, let's talk openly."

Madeline then put away the joking expression on her face and said seriously, "Your Excellency, we are here to see you just to know what this so-called welcoming ceremony is all about."

"The Otis Empire has no state religion and has always followed the principle of separation of church and state. We have to be concerned when they suddenly hold a ceremony to welcome the gods in the name of the royal family. I believe you can understand."

Helia shifted her gaze to Claude and motioned for him to say a few words. She was quite curious about Claude's opinion and attitude towards this matter.

"It's not that the Otis Empire has not established a state religion in the past, but the incident of Pope Iliye seizing power has left us a lesson. With the lessons of our predecessors, we should not follow in their footsteps," said Claude.

So they were worried about religion interfering in politics... Helia understood it immediately, but she didn't think too deeply about it. After all, in her plan, she would leave this world after the welcoming ceremony, and no matter what the consequences were, it would have nothing to do with her. In short, she wanted to be a hands-off boss.

Of course, I can't just say this to the two people in front of me...

"Your Majesty is surrounded by many great believers in God," Helia replied, "Also, to put it bluntly, do you think the current situation is much better than when Pope Iliye was in power?"

After hearing this, both of them frowned, as if they didn't expect Helia to be so bold as to say such a thing.

Although the Otis Empire was now corrupt, at least on the surface, it was still as strong as ever. Komisar tried his best to maintain the glory of the empire. But the price he paid was borne entirely by the lowest civilians.

If it wasn't a resolute emperor like Claude who took over the government, Helia could guarantee that within ten years, the Otis Empire would fall apart from within and be involved in endless war.

"Even if it wasn't me, even if there was no welcoming ceremony, given your Majesty's current reliance on the great believers, and your desire and fear of the power of the gods, the incident with Pope Yiliye would only be repeated in a more cruel form."

Helia looked at Claude, and each other's figures were reflected in the same blue eyes. "Your Highness Prince Claude, I think you know better than me what the Abrahamic royal family is like now."

"Then there is no need to hold this welcoming ceremony." Claude said coldly.

"It's still necessary." Helia smiled and replied.

Claude was still very young, and he didn't have that suffocating aura of oppression. Helia looked at his helpless face and had to admit that she felt good.

Helia: Hahahahahahahahahahaha! Daddy, oh daddy! I never thought! You'd still be here today!

She stood up and said slowly, "Otherwise, how can we let everyone see clearly that this society, wrapped in the cloak of theology, is already rotten to the core..."

"Well, it's getting late. I should go prepare for the ceremony."

"You two, I hope we'll meet again in the future."