Cloud Thinking

Not only Crawford was stunned, but everyone present was stunned, even Wicks was no exception.

Could you say this in front of everyone? No, could you say this? You just openly said that you were going to stir up trouble? Huh? ? ?

In the end, it was Carlisle's chuckle that broke the deadlock. His eyebrows curved when he laughed, and his thick bags under his eyes made him look gentle and handsome. His handsome face made Helia forgive his offense this time.

"The Major General is really good at joking. Everyone knows that the Major General is a lively and active person who likes to have fun everywhere. But you can rest assured that with me here, the Knights will definitely not disband."

Active and lively people = trouble makers

Looking for fun = causing trouble

Helia also laughed. It had been a long time since she had felt provoked. For some reason, she felt refreshed and had goose bumps all over her body. She was clamoring to rush up and tear off the man's mask to see what dark thoughts were hidden under his beautiful appearance.

"Then we'll wait and see, Captain~"

Helia's coquetry was not coquetry, but more like asking for someone's life, which made people feel creepy.

Vikes suddenly thought back to Helia yesterday, and thought that fortunately Helia was his good junior schoolmate, so he could still enjoy her cute coquettishness instead of the weird one today.

With the help of Vikes and Carlisle, Helia simply recognized a group of people today. Of course, there are a total of 1,500 people in the Knights Templar. Even if her memory is good, it is impossible for her to recognize all of them in one day.

Before leaving, Damian stopped Helia and talked to her for a while: "Your Highness Helia, my sister is Lady Iena, and Marshal Hilda is my cousin. My family has entrusted me with this. If you need any help in the Knights, you can tell me."

Helia didn't expect there was such a relationship. Although she herself was the biggest relative, for some reason, she felt happy when she knew she had other connections in the Knights Templar.

Oh my god, I really love being a person with connections in this life. It feels so good to not have to work hard and just rely on the support of family and friends!

Damian felt a little embarrassed after he finished speaking. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. Would Her Highness Helia think that he was here to make friends? After all, he was just a small deputy captain. She was the noble Princess. Why should he take care of her?

Helia slammed her hands on Damian's shoulders and was about to establish a relationship with him, but her mind was stuck. What should I call my aunt's younger brother...?

"Um... that..." Helia hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Uncle!"

Damian: ???

Uncle???

Is that how you shout???

“Haha, Your Highness, just call me by my official title, so that others won’t accuse me of trying to curry favor with others. It would be bad if it drags Your Highness down.” Damian raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

In the early years, he didn't dare to try to establish a relationship with the royal family. The relationship between Antonio's family and the royal family was so bad that they almost wanted to go to war. It was only in recent years because of Helia's relationship that the two families became friends. During the years he was in the Knights, he didn't even dare to reveal his identity casually, for fear that some lackey of the royal family would notice him and take his head as a treasure and offer it away.

Damian has come to where he is today through his own hard work. Although his abilities are not particularly outstanding, nor as powerful as Carlisle, he is steady and can distinguish right from wrong, so Carlisle is happy to have such a useful talent by his side.

The two of them didn't want to chat for long, and after getting to know each other for a while, they went back home to see their mothers.

After Helia came back, she threw herself on the soft sofa, completely unruly, "Ronishi, did Cameron tell you anything?"

"He's very stubborn and won't say anything. He's not afraid of death and won't respond to any persuasion or advice." These days, Ronnie has been hanging out with this man, staying in that dark basement all day long, and he has become much more depressed.

If Helia hadn't been going to visit the Knights today and hadn't specifically called him along, this guy would probably still be stuck in that dead end.

"I will go to the trial tonight. Don't worry about it afterwards. Help me do another thing with Vikes." Helia rubbed her wrist, not in a very good mood.

"Go and say hello to Captain Carlisle, and ask him to make room for me in their training ground, build an arena, and prepare all kinds of weapons. I will be useful in the future."

"I have a connection with that young friend Vikes. I didn't expect to meet him here." Ronnie responded with a smile. When he destroyed the human traffickers' den before, he felt that he got along well with Vikes and thought that Vikes was a good candidate for swordsmanship. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to work together now. It was really a connection.

Helia couldn't help but feel better when this was mentioned. "Well, I can discuss swordsmanship with him when I have time. Senior has improved a lot over the years. I don't even dare to confront him head-on."

"Since His Highness has said so, I must go and fight him. I cannot let His Highness lose face."

The basement of the Amber Palace was not newly built, but part of the ruins left over from a previous war. In the past, the original owner would capture some guys she disliked and torture them, but since Helia came here, the basement has been idle.

Philodosiya led the way, holding a candlestick in her hand for lighting. Helia followed her down the stone steps covered with spider webs and moss. The air was filled with an unpleasant smell of damp and decay, and the intermittent sound of dripping water echoed in it.

Cameline was chained to a large wooden cross. She was dressed in white, with faint traces of blood seeping through. Her hair was messy and her head was hanging. It looked like she had been severely punished.

A faint smell of blood could be smelled when she got a little closer. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the floor that had not yet dried. She could guess what the scene here was like before.

I'm afraid it took a lot of effort to clean the floor.

"Camelin." Helia called out softly, but the other party seemed to have fainted and did not respond.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Philodosiya picked up the bucket beside her and poured cold water on her head. But she still didn't move, so she had to grab Camelin's hair and pull it back, forcing her to raise her head.

Seeing that she was still asleep, the child attacked her without saying a word and mercilessly hit her with a few big nose slaps, waking her up.

After finishing her work, Philodosiya stepped aside. Throughout the whole process, her expression did not change at all, and she looked cold and sullen.

Helia: It seems like the child has learned a lot here during this time...

Seeing Helia, Camelin was stunned for a moment, then she grinned. Even though she had an injury on the corner of her mouth, she seemed not to feel the pain, and smiled widely, "Your Highness Helia, you finally came to see me..."

"Is there anything you want to tell me? If not, I will have to use special measures." For some reason, Helia had no patience with Camelin. Perhaps she was influenced by the original owner.

"I don't know what you want to know. My sister died because of you. I just want to live a good life. Why do you treat me like this?" Cameline said innocently.

"Live a good life? You know what kind of person I am, and you know that I will kill you if you appear in front of me again, but you still come. I really don't understand. Do you have some kind of masochism?" Helia didn't believe what she said. This man was so angry that his eyes turned red. He wished he could pounce on her and bite her to death in the next second. Why was he pretending?

"I checked you out. Camelin was born into a declining noble family. Apart from a lazy brother, she has no other brothers or sisters."

"After I was kidnapped, my brother killed Camelin's family. Where did you come from, my sister? Huh?"

"I am an illegitimate child. If you have carefully investigated, you will know that my father is a lecher." Camelin restrained her smile and said slowly: "He was on his way to inspect the territory, he was tempted by my beauty and raped my mother, and that's how I was born."

"My father didn't recognize me. My mother raised me alone until I was fifteen. My mother passed away due to illness. My family didn't like me and kicked me out of the house. I had no choice but to go to my father."

"My father still didn't acknowledge me and kicked me out of the house. It was my sister who took pity on me and took me in and raised me outside."

"But the good times didn't last long. A year later, the family declared bankruptcy. In order to support her family, my sister entered the palace as a maid."

"Until that incident happened, my sister died, and the rest of the family died too. I was never acknowledged by the family, and when I was found I lied to them, and that's how I survived."

"The reason I borrowed my sister's name is just to investigate the cause of her death. I just want justice for my sister!"

After listening to Camelin's story, Helia still looked indifferent and even yawned, as if she had listened to an extremely boring story.

"You know a lot, don't you? Why didn't you tell me before? Why did you have to suffer such severe punishment for nothing? Why didn't you tell me until you saw me?"

"You really are a masochist."

Helia's focus was so strange that Camelin was confused for a moment. She paused for a moment before she stammered, "If I had said these words earlier, Your Highness would have regarded me as a thief seeking revenge, so I must tell you in person."

"Will you not think you are here for revenge if you tell me so?" Helia asked. "Are you here for revenge on me or on my brother?"

"I just want to find the truth, nothing else." Camelin replied.

Helia raised the corners of her mouth and asked again, "Oh? A sister who was so good to you lost her whole family because of a negligence. She died miserably, but I am alive and well. I can hardly even remember her. Don't you hate me?"

Camelin gritted her teeth and risked her life: "Hate! Of course I hate you! But what's the use of my hatred! I can't hurt you, let alone kill you. My hatred will only drag me into the vortex of death. Why should I follow in my sister's footsteps!"

"You are very self-aware." Helia stepped forward, stretched out her hands to pinch Camelin's cheeks, forced her to look at her, leaned in closer and said, "But do you think I am too stupid?"

"Do you think I'm crazy and can't remember what happened back then? Do you think that everyone in Fitros is dead and no one knows the truth? Do you think I really didn't recognize you? How can you be so good at lying, Sister Camelin?"

"You know, you have a very special smell on you, and I've always remembered it. That day you carried me out of the palace, and I hugged your neck tightly. I've always remembered the smell of you at that time."

"So when you approached me, I recognized you, Sister Camelin. Why did you make up so many lies to deceive me? Do you want to kidnap me again?"

Camelin's face was pinched and she couldn't avoid Helia's sight. Under Helia's gaze, her pupils suddenly shrank, her eye sockets slightly widened, her whole body tensed up, and she was unnaturally stiff for a moment, which confirmed her panic.

Helia rarely targets someone for no reason, and she would never abuse lynching. The injuries the original owner had suffered had nothing to do with her, and the plot did not progress to the part where Camryn helped Stellar to harm herself. Judging from the current relationship, she should not have attacked Camryn, who was a stranger to her.