Cloud Thinking

From the moment she put on her riding clothes to the moment she led her horse to the racecourse, Helia was in a daze. Clemini's words kept echoing in her ears, as disturbing as an alarm clock in the early morning, but she had to admit that it served as a reminder.

The warm hand touched her face. Helia came back to her senses and looked over. She saw Hilda looking at her worriedly. "Did you not get enough rest or are you feeling unwell? How about I teach you to ride a horse another day?"

Helia shook her head. She had not originally planned to learn horse riding today, but after meeting Clemini, she urgently needed an outlet to vent the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, so she called Hilda to teach her how to ride a horse.

Seeing that Hilda was still worried, Helia forced a smile and said, "I'm just thinking about something, but I haven't figured it out yet. Maybe I'll figure it out after a good run."

Hilda couldn't refuse Helia's request, so she just sighed and said, "Okay, then if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Helia hugged Hilda's arm and leaned her head on her shoulder affectionately. Helia was almost the same height as Hilda, but at this moment she acted like a little girl, acting clingy and coquettish.

"I know my sister is the best~"

Helia thought riding a horse would be difficult at first, but unexpectedly, she seemed to have a talent for it, just like she was in magic, she understood it quickly, knew it as soon as she was told, and could do it as soon as she started.

After Hilda led her on the horse for a few laps, she gradually became familiar with it. The horse she rode was also a good horse that Hilda had carefully selected for her. It matched her very well. When she rode on the horse, she actually felt a wonderful sense of integration between man and horse.

With the intention of venting her emotions, Helia began to gallop as soon as she learned how to do it, round and round, with only the whistling wind and the thumping of her heartbeat in her ears.

In the huge racecourse, all you can see is her red hair fluttering in the wind under the sun and the black horse galloping under her crotch. Her sweat has soaked her fair skin, which seems to be shining in the sunlight, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

"I didn't expect Xiaoya to have a talent for horse racing." Hilda stood aside, watching Helia galloping on her horse, and a gratified smile appeared on her face. "When I asked someone to teach her archery before, the teacher also praised her for her talent, but her physical fitness was a little lacking. Now I don't have to worry about it."

"I never dared to imagine what Aya would look like before. Three years ago, she was a delicate little princess who would stay in bed for three days if the wind blew. Now she can even ride a horse." Eric raised his hand to his brow to block the sunlight, looking at Helia riding a horse in the distance, unable to stop smiling.

"Hiss, that's true. Aya's health was also very bad during the time she lived in Perkinsburg. She even almost lost her life before." Hilda suddenly thought of something and frowned. "Aya's sudden improvement seems to be related to her disappearance."

Eric paused for a moment before realizing that Hilda was trying to trick him.

Hilda thought clearly that Helia would not tell her about this matter on her own initiative, but Helia had a very good relationship with Eric, at least closer than her, so she wanted to know if Helia had said anything to Eric.

In fact, she had always been suspicious about Hawke's death. She had always been working beside her father, so how could she not know his health condition? She was unwilling to believe that Hawke died of illness. There must be some other reason.

Moreover, after she took over Hawke's position, she did find something amiss. Her father seemed to have had dealings with that cult, and this cult had been targeting Helia. She wondered if her father was also involved in Helia's disappearance.

"Aya doesn't want to talk to me about this." Eric lied without changing his expression. "You think Aya has grown up, but she is still a child at heart. When she encounters a question she doesn't want to answer, she either laughs it off or gets angry with you and refuses to speak. In return, she gets angry with you."

He turned his gaze back to the distance. "Although I am worried, since Aya doesn't want to talk, I won't force her. What happened in the past is in the past. At least now, she is by our side."

"I have no regrets as long as I can watch her grow up day by day, happy, healthy and joyful."

Hilda didn't say anything, but just smiled knowingly, looked away and stopped asking about the matter.

Helia ran so hard that she was all sweaty and sticky, so she didn't talk much with her brothers and sisters, and went back to take a shower and change clothes. With her desperate energy today, she would definitely be sore all over tomorrow, so Hilda specifically asked Philodosia, who came with Helia today, to go back and give Helia a massage.

While walking on the road, Helia's scattered gaze was suddenly attracted by a scene. She prided herself on having eyes that were good at discovering beauty, especially beautiful women, so she caught that gorgeous color almost the moment her eyes swept over it.

"Who is that?" She stopped and looked into the distance, her gaze fixed on the other person's long, slightly curly hair that was black with a hint of blue. Although there was a beauty in front of her, her expression was still listless.

"Carlisle is the current leader of the Royal Knights." Eric, who was accompanying her, followed her line of sight and explained, "He is also your future superior."

"Oh? How come I have never heard of this guy? Is he very powerful?" There was a gleam in Helia's eyes. She was obviously interested and looked like she wanted to run over and fight with him immediately.

Eric chuckled twice, raised his hand and placed it on Helia's shoulder, squeezing it twice. "He is the only son of the Clayton family, a family whose wealth was emptied by alcohol and sex. He relied on his own strength to get to where he is today. He is a ruthless and powerful character."

"How come such a powerful character didn't join your Knights Order?" Helia asked.

The current Royal Knights are just fading away. Anyone who can see the situation clearly and wants to have a good future should head for Eric's Knights, just like Vikes did.

But since Carlisle has both ambition and strength, why would he waste his bright future guarding the graves of the current Royal Knights?

"He wants power, and the now-decayed Royal Knights is the best stage for him to display his skills." Eric replied, "He is not sure if he can make it here and gain fame. He needs to make achievements and gain a foothold urgently, so..."

"Hmph, what do you mean by unsure whether I can make it in your place? I'm afraid you don't believe that you will be the final heir." Helia sneered and continued, "He is in a very good position. He has played a bad hand very well. No matter who takes the position in the future, his achievements and status are there. Rather than letting him be buried with the Knights, the heir will want to keep him."

"People who are good at calculating will eventually be blinded by their calculations, this idiot..." Helia retracted her gaze and looked at Eric beside her, "Can't you see that your brother will be the only heir to the empire?"

Eric and Helia's eyes met, and the two siblings just stared into each other's similar sapphire eyes, looking at their own reflections in each other's eyes, as if confirming something.

Eric chuckled and rubbed Helia's head, "Aya has grown up and knows all these things."

"Brother, you have protected me since I was a child. Now it's my turn to protect you." Helia said seriously, "No one can block your way. If there is, I will help you eliminate him."

"no matter who."

Helia had no intention of competing for the throne. She knew very well that it was impossible to change the unfairness of the world by relying on just one emperor. Her goal was to go further and higher.

She wanted to ascend to the throne of God.

To achieve this goal, she needed a king who supported her, and Eric was close to her, so he was the best candidate. Therefore, she would not let anyone stop him from taking the throne, even if that person was their father.

Eric stared at Helia in a daze. Her figure overlapped with the delicate little girl who looked like a doll in his memory. He still remembered that Helia, who was only a little boy at the time, stood with her hands on her hips and said to him softly, "Brother! No one can stand in your way! Just keep going forward. I will throw all those who get in the way into my lake to feed the fish!"

She did just that, throwing into the lake all those who had spoken ill of him behind his back and had any ill intentions towards him.

If any noble did not support him, Helia would invite his children and humiliate them in public. What's worse, she scratched a young lady's face and broke a young man's leg just to vent her anger on Eric.

Helia's arrogance and rudeness were the thorns that grew out of him.

After Madeleine passed away, their mother's powerful wings could no longer protect them, and Claude was a man who could sacrifice everything for the interests of the empire, so they had to hug each other tightly and protect each other.

Helia is a red rose covered with thorns. Anyone who wants to get close to her will be pricked. Only in his hands will she obediently put away her thorns.

He has always known that he has the best sister in the world. For her, he will do whatever it takes to cut off all the malicious hands that want to reach out to her with a sharp sword.

Eric didn't say anything, but just hugged Helia as he did before, hugging her tightly, wishing that his entire body of blood could merge with hers.

It was rare for Helia not to refuse this overly intimate hug. For some reason, at that moment, she suddenly understood everything the original owner had done before, and the beating of her heart was in sync with the other party at this moment.

When Helia came out, smelling fragrant, she saw Philodoxia rushing up to her and trying to give her a massage very attentively. Helia knew what she wanted as soon as she saw her hidden little thoughts.

"Go ahead, you've been looking like this all the way. Just tell me what you want. I'm not so incapable of giving it to you." Helia didn't ask Philodosia to press her. She picked her up and raised her well, not to let her do these chores.

"Your Highness, can I also learn to ride a horse?" Philodosiya was no longer shy at this moment. It seemed that she had thought it through while Helia was taking a shower and changing clothes.

"Why not?" Helia asked back, "From your expression, I thought you were going to ask me for something extraordinary, but this is it?"

"Even if you don't ask me, you can go directly to Ronnie and he will teach you."

"Uncle is busy... He was in the basement interrogating people last night, and got up early in the morning to check on Her Highness Dali's affairs..." Philodosiya explained.

Helia touched her chin and suddenly felt like an unscrupulous boss who exploited her employees. Ronnie had to take care of all the big and small things. There were really not enough manpower!

"Where's your sister Lydia? Have you looked for her?" Helia asked.

"Sister Lydia is sick. She seems to be unable to adapt to the climate here. She looks listless and rarely goes out." Philodosiya replied.

"Are you sick? Have you seen a doctor?" Helia didn't expect that Lydia would suffer from acclimatization. She was so busy dealing with this and that these days that she almost forgot about her.

Philodoxia nodded. "I have seen her, but the doctor said that Sister Lydia is very healthy and can easily kill ten cows."

Helia's mouth was tense, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter. At her age, she couldn't hold back her laughter.