The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

It's not just the disgust of those in power towards rebels, but also the countless hatred and unwillingness from the rebels before they die!

The endless resentment was like a flood, determined to overwhelm her inner defenses, ready to shatter her sanity with a force so powerful it would shake the world.

In an instant, Hestia saw countless rebels who suffered under the iron fist of the empire, but she was not afraid. Instead, she felt a tremendous rage towards the resistance and disrespect of these ants.

Damn you lowly people! Instead of living a peaceful and peaceful life, you're just trying to act like a praying mantis!

But the princess was not angry after all.

Perhaps she should be angry, but the temptation brought back by the deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood penetrated her consciousness and flowed into the border area of ​​the Witch's Book, forming a river of blood filled with wailing and curses.

The joy from plundering filled her heart. Every spirit in her soul and every cell in her flesh and blood cheered for this satisfaction.

The brilliant golden worm in the sky seemed to wilte away in an instant.

Noelle was shocked.

How could the princess's will be so resolute?

But a month ago, hadn't the princess already believed in her teachings and was completely devoted to them?

I'm just reminding you to be careful of illusions, I don't really want you to be calm!

That's the God you worship, your ancestor, your faith! Even if it's just for show, please let me see your indignation when the idol is desecrated!

At this moment, Noelle fell into self-doubt.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka—”

Spider-web-like cracks appeared along the space.

If this continues, the princess might really cross the area covered by benzoin and step into the real dream.

Noelle acted decisively, dispelling all her allurements. Space suddenly shattered. In reality, the princess sitting cross-legged on the preaching platform seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and suddenly fell backward. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her lips, but a smile flashed across her face.

Although it was Benzoin's domain, it still received the infusion of the Dream's roots, making it a private local area network. Just now, the Witch Book was almost completely bewitched by its instinctive plunder, following the connection between Xiang Nu and Meng Su into that pale world.

Then the witches will really be worms.

"Your Highness!" Clara hurried forward to support the princess.

"I'm fine," Hestia cleared her throat and said with a serious look, "I just had a small hallucination. It's nothing serious."

"With Instructor Tingsen protecting you, what kind of illusion could harm Your Highness?"

"It was my fault," Noelle, whose consciousness had also returned to his body, walked over with a weak step, an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I was not well prepared for this matter. I should have chosen the incense to help calm the mind and spirit..."

"This isn't your fault. I was just overwhelmed by distractions." Hestia waved her hand. "But thankfully, it was a safe bet. I did learn a lot... You did well, Noelle."

Noelle's arrogant face lowered, as if flattered. "Any possible risk is my negligence. I'm already terrified that Your Highness doesn't blame me. How dare I be praised by Your Highness?"

She breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that she had not been exposed.

In any case, the princess has already signed a contract with Xiangnu. All that is left is to continue to deepen the connection between the two and at the same time manipulate Xiangnu into falling into the abyss.

Thinking of this, Noelle felt more confident about his plan.

Her only mistake was misjudging the princess's will, but as long as she remained a trusted instructor, it was not a big mistake.

What's more...

Noelle looked at the statue of the God-Emperor high above, feeling extremely happy.

It's time to trigger a chain reaction among the rebels and the medical school.

"In that case, I'm considered a High Knight?" Hestia asked curiously.

She knew that she still did not have the power to practice in secret, unless she burned the fragrant slave to ashes and completely plundered its soul.

However, the extra page of the River of Blood in the Witch's Book contained an indescribable temptation, which made her think that as long as she wanted to, she could easily manipulate people's hearts.

Knowing it is one thing, but you still have to do what you should do.

Noelle shook her head gently. "Every door in the Dream Realm is filled with thorns and dangers. Your Highness is still an apprentice. Only after passing through the Gate of Transformation and stepping into the Secret Realm can you be promoted in the corresponding field. Before that, Your Highness must strictly adhere to the precepts of the Secret Realm. It is both a self-restraint and a rein that keeps us on the right path."

Fortunately, a bug could make such a statement. Hestia almost believed it.

It seems that if he wants to play a tower-building warrior well and become the "High Knight" that everyone longs for, he still needs to find someone to try his luck with.

Hestia looked Noelle up and down with a broad smile.

"Your Highness, do you have any other questions?" Noelle suddenly felt a chill on his spine. For the first time, he felt a chill of fear, as if he was in awe of the girl in front of him.

But she was her nemesis, the descendant of original sin, the reincarnation, the incarnation, a golden worm that existed only once per epoch, the son of wrath. She was neither human nor inhuman, transcending the mortal realm. How could she ever have held in awe anything other than the demonic maggot?

"Well, not for now, but I still need to rest for a while."

Hestia pretended to be tired and waved her hand to dismiss him.

Noelle bowed and took her leave. After she had been gone for about a quarter of an hour, Hestia, who had been standing beneath the statue of the God-Emperor, spoke calmly, "In my dream, I listened to the revelation bestowed by the God-Emperor."

"The Divine Emperor's revelation!?" Clara, standing beside her, was stunned. The calmness on her face was replaced by shock and ecstasy. "Your Highness is saying that the Divine Emperor really is, the Divine Emperor really is..."

No one desires the God-Emperor's return more than the High Knight.

They are born conquerors. The spear and shield of the Divine Emperor should cover every inch of the territory under the glorious illumination of the Heavenly Dragon.

This is the fate of the High Knights, and also the commandment that they keep in mind - loyalty, only to the God-Emperor!

"Is the Six-Phase Ritual really that effective?" Clara muttered to herself, then shook her head. "No, there are many royal families with the blood of the Celestial Dragon flowing through their veins. Your Highness must be a genius to have been favored by the Divine Emperor..."

"Why don't you ask the God-Emperor what his revelation to me is?" Hestia asked back.

"Clara doesn't dare to ask, nor can she ask, about the secret treasures of the Divine Emperor. This is the duty of a servant." The tall knight knelt on one knee, the muscular outline under his military uniform full of explosive power.

"No, you need to listen."

Hestia smiled faintly.

"The God-Emperor told me that the woman named Noelle Tinson was the golden worm that led me astray."

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After thinking about it, I left a group, 863984436.

I don't want readers to be confused by some abstract things, so I will occasionally consult about the updated content and tailor the setting descriptions as needed to avoid boring and redundant readers.

Volume 39: Dreamer: . The Dragon and the Dog

"Worm? Your Highness, that's unlikely..."

Clara's first reaction was suspicion.

How could a dignified Imperial High Knight, with a heart as strong as a rock, be a twisted and mad worm?

If these words had not come from Her Royal Highness the Princess, Clara would probably have cut off the man's limbs on the spot and put him in prison pending interrogation.

"I was equally shocked when I received the revelation," Hestia said, gazing devoutly at the statue, her hands clasped before her chest in prayer. "But if it weren't for the protection of the God-Emperor, I would have been bewitched and infiltrated by the worm."

"Your Highness has seen the Divine Emperor?"

"No," Hestia shook her head, "It was only a voice, but that great aura told me that this was the will of the God-Emperor."

Clara had no doubts. The princess's words made them seem more real. "What exactly is the worm's allure?"

"Hatred, murder, and rage." Hestia smiled back, "Doesn't that fit the characteristics of a High Knight?"

Clara remained silent, having already believed most of it in her heart.

Bewitching does not necessarily require destroying someone's mind. Sometimes, if you follow desires and ideas and magnify them infinitely, the bewitched person will naturally fall into the trap.

"Have you ever considered that order in the Upper City is maintained by the Iron Army and its retainers? How could the rebels brazenly bring alchemical explosives to Crown of Glory Square?" Hestia asked meaningfully. "Celebration days are indeed the perfect time for deception, but they also ensure the strictest control of order."

Clara's pupils suddenly contracted. She reviewed all the clues of the past half month in her mind, and finally recalled what the princess had just said.

"I'm going to kill her," said Clara.

"Kill her, and then what? Can you prove to everyone that she's a worm?" Hestia stopped her. "She's a talented general in the empire, and backed by the Tinson family, who have made great military achievements for the empire. You arrested her today on the grounds that she's a worm, but you can't prove it. That will only be seen as exclusion, and someone will try to frame you the same way again."

It is not easy to prove the identity of the worm. In the early days, those who fell into the bewitching were just more radical in character and behavior than ordinary people, and it was difficult to tell from their appearance and spirituality.

Even when transformed into worms, they still retain the beacons from their secret cultivation period. Unless they need to reveal their true form for some purpose - like Noelle trying to lead the princess astray - then it takes a secret cultivator who is good at seeing through things to detect the clues.

Otherwise, if you can't even hide yourself, how can you mislead others?

Clara didn't refute, but looked at the princess quietly.

Hongfu Qitian, a descendant of the Tianlong bloodline, must have made up his mind.

"I've discovered that Noelle Tinson is full of traps," Hestia said grimly. "How did I meet her back in the palace? It would be truly interesting if someone in the cabinet or the palace looked down upon a princess like me..."

"Your Highness, no matter what, Tiejun is absolutely loyal to you." Clara said in a deep voice.

"Loyal like Noelle Tinson?"

"This……"

"The military wants me to become a High Knight, so they'll be willing to stand by my side and allow me to command Yunling's army and knights like you at will."

“…” Clara opened her mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

She couldn't tell whether the princess was better or worse than before.

Her former highness, arrogant, willful, and cruel, perfectly aligns with the High Knights' ideals of loyalty to the Divine Emperor and the unwavering order. The military doesn't need a restful emperor or leader; they are loyal to the Divine Emperor and His great kingdom. Only an Iron Ruler, constantly spreading the Divine Emperor's glory, is qualified to command them to slay all unruly rebels. Therefore, a princess like that might be just the right person for the military's leaders.

But the princess now... deep, sinister, as if she had suddenly come to her senses, moving towards becoming a power predator. But the princess has more ideas, which may not be a good thing for the military.

Clara had previously been puzzled as to why the princess had undergone such a transformation after being injured in Crown of Honor Square, but now she thought, perhaps she had truly been inspired by the Heavenly Dragon and received a revelation from the Divine Emperor...

But she kept these thoughts to herself.

A soldier doesn't need to think, he just needs to obey orders.

Loyalty to the Divine Emperor and his devout descendants is undoubtedly the first iron rule.

"Noel Tinson must have been assigned by someone, even though they may not know the identity of the worm." Hestia rubbed her brow, her head feeling a little dizzy. "I'm worried that Noel Tinson has calculated everything. If you act rashly, it may lead to the liquidation of some groups. Besides..."

The princess hesitated to speak. Clara understood what she meant.

Furthermore, as both were high knights, Clara might not be Noelle's opponent. Moreover, in terms of status, the Knight Commander was already lower than the Major.

"Clara, in the Iron Cross, who do you obey?"