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Your Majesty... Queen of Valen?

Ella was somewhat surprised, but still nodded slightly. "No problem. Is His Majesty already waiting outside the door, or do I need to go to the palace?"

"His Majesty would very much like her to come and express her gratitude to you in person, but unfortunately she is currently in poor health and has some difficulty walking. Therefore, we can only trouble the Holy Maiden to go to the palace."

Is it difficult to walk?

As Ella was puzzled, the elder beside her whispered a reminder, "Your Majesty... Her Majesty the Queen of Valen is already ninety-seven years old this year, so it will be inconvenient for her to travel."

Goodness, no wonder.

Ella was still wondering why this guy didn't come to express his gratitude in person. After all, she was a saintess and on par with Queen Loren, but at ninety-seven years old, it was really a bit much for others to come to her door.

But as the Queen... would she really request a meeting just to express her gratitude? Ella had a feeling that this meeting was more than just what the messenger had said.

"Hmm, I understand. I'll go to the palace now."

Ella stood up.

"Did you hear that? Quickly prepare the carriage for the Holy Maiden's journey!"

The elders on the side immediately began to make arrangements.

Chapter 143 Queen Valen

The Palace of Valencia is located in Westminster, and Ella arrived at its spacious square in just a twenty-minute carriage ride away.

However, the square was packed with people, and the church's vehicles couldn't find their way in for a while.

"Why are there so many people?"

Ella lifted the curtain behind the grille window and glanced inside.

“It should be the protesting citizens,”

Beside her, the red-haired young knight Ophelia replied softly, "Since the theater attack, the number of people protesting the peace agreement has been increasing day by day."

Ella looked at the surging crowd holding signs and couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

"Give me back my family!"

"Die, vampires!"

"Humanity will never associate with other races!"

Loud and chaotic shouts filled the air above the square, and the marching citizens thronged the palace gates, making them completely blocked.

Rows of royal guards could only raise their shields and do their best to stop the impulsive citizens from breaking into the palace.

Ella's convoy had no choice but to slowly turn around at the intersection and head towards the back door.

"Look! It's the temple's carriage!"

Some of the city's residents from the outskirts saw Ella's carriage and immediately rushed over with their families, grabbing the edge of the carriage. Some even knelt down and cried out in grief.

"Oh, merciful saintess, please punish those lawless vampires!"

"My little Jade had just been selected for the Swordsman Academy when he was brutally killed by those hateful alien races!"

"If it's the Holy Maiden, she will definitely avenge us!"

Because Ella made a public appearance the day before to mediate the conflict between the vampires and the Sanctuary, the entire Fog City now knows that the Holy Maiden of Light has taken up residence in the Fog City Sanctuary.

Upon hearing the name of the Holy Maiden, even more people gathered in front of the palace, surging in like waves.

"Please, everyone, don't get agitated..."

Orphondo and the other Templars, who were escorting the carriage on horseback, could only carefully try to keep the surging crowd away from the carriage, but this was only a drop in the ocean, and the road leading to the back of the palace was completely blocked.

The families of the theater attack victims, along with many other citizens protesting their coexistence with vampires, surrounded the carriage, pleading with the saintess to completely eradicate the vampires.

In fact, announcements regarding the fact that the Fog City vampires and the vampires who carried out the attack are not from the same clan have been issued by the royal family, the police department, and the sanctuary.

But for ordinary citizens, since vampires attack people, there is no point in deliberately distinguishing between good and bad among them.

Even if you go to great lengths to preserve the so-called good parts, it won't make the country better. Instead, it will allow the evil vampires to take advantage of the situation, cause chaos, and harm the people.

Why not just treat them all the same and completely exterminate these damned vampires?

This is also what confuses Ella; perhaps only the Queen of Valen can give her the answer.

But now the carriage was surrounded by people, and the temple caravan could hardly get away. Ella had no choice but to give some instructions to Ophelia in the carriage and then manipulate a raven with a spatial anchor to fly into the palace from the air.

She then opened a portal inside the carriage and, using her divine powers, teleported alone to a secluded spot in the palace courtyard.

Stepping inside, Ella found herself in a spacious and quiet courtyard, a world apart from the bustling outside world separated only by a wall.

As Ella walked through the meticulously trimmed bushes and potted plants, her figure appearing alone on the boulevard was quickly noticed by the royal guards patrolling the courtyard.

"Holy...Holy Maiden? When did you arrive?"

"Is no one traveling with you?"

Ella answered the guards' questions politely and concisely, and presented the letter that the royal envoy had brought when he visited the Sanctuary of the Mist.

After a series of questioning checks, the other party finally led Ella into the palace.

The main body of the palace is built of pale yellow limestone, and a pair of solemn stone lion statues stand at the entrance.

Ella watched as the guards slowly pushed open the imposing gate, revealing a magnificent and luxurious hall adorned with crystal chandeliers.

However, Queen Valen was not waiting in this magnificent hall. Ella led them up the spiral staircase next to the hall to the fifth floor. After winding through the corridors, they finally saw Queen Valen reclining on a large red velvet bed in a luxuriously decorated bedroom.

Before setting off, Ella heard from the local priests that in her youth, the queen had led the people of Valen through decades of war against various chaotic races, including vampires.

She founded the precursor to the Royal Magical Defence Force, in other words, she was the first leader of the "Witchers".

If Vanhesin is the most accomplished legendary witcher currently serving in the Kingdom of Valen, then this 98-year-old woman is undoubtedly the greatest witcher in Valen's history.

Because at the height of his power, he was facing the thirteen vampire clans that had split apart after the Queen's fall.

In her youth, this queen named "Seraphina" had to contend with the supreme unified vampire clan under the leadership of the vampire queen.

The vampire queen... even in Ella's previous life, she was something that only existed in history books, a terrifying thing that could be discussed alongside the Old Gods. How could the human army of a small country deal with such a monster without a chosen one? Even Ella couldn't imagine it.

Therefore, Ella thought she would meet a king who exuded murderous intent and was arrogant.

However, the reality is that without those legendary stories and historical backing, Ella would have thought she was meeting an ordinary old noblewoman.

The elderly woman wore a thick bathrobe, her gray hair neatly coiled at the back of her head. Her round face was covered with wrinkles, showing signs of aging. Although she had received careful care, she could not escape the ravages of time and was now loose and flabby. Only her pair of lake-blue eyes still shone with a deep light.

Perhaps time can indeed erase more things than we imagine.

"Greetings... Your Excellency the Holy Maiden."

Upon Ella's entry into the room, the nearly 100-year-old queen, lying on the bed, offered a soft greeting to Ella.

Beside the Queen's bed stood a young girl dressed as royalty, wearing a neat and beautiful silk blouse, with exquisitely crafted tight-fitting trousers tucked into shiny leather high boots.

The girl had her hair in a high ponytail and dressed in a style that was not typical of the colorful and elegant aristocratic ladies of Valencia, but rather had a knightly air about her.

The girl also bowed to Ella, then looked at the Queen beside her, "Your Majesty, shall I excuse myself?"

Mother……?

Ella found the girl's appearance rather unsettling. Queen Valen was ninety-eight years old, but this princess looked no more than sixteen... Could this be considered having a daughter late in life? Is it even possible for someone to give birth at eighty?

Ella felt a little uneasy, but as a polite guest, it was certainly inappropriate to discuss other people's private matters.

"Your Holiness may not know this, but I am my mother's adopted daughter, not her biological daughter."

Fortunately, the other party noticed Ella's slightly surprised expression and offered an explanation, which stopped Ella from letting her imagination run wild.

"I used to have two sons..."

The queen on the bed revealed a kind smile, her eyes slightly closed, as if recalling the past, "However, they all sacrificed themselves in the war against the vampires."

Ella paused for a moment, then bowed her head. "Please accept my condolences, Your Majesty."

"It's alright, Your Holiness... that's all in the past."

The Queen spoke slowly and deliberately, her tone calm and deliberate, “You may find it hard to believe, but now the only direct descendant of my family is this adopted daughter whom I found.”

"Your Highnesses have contributed to peace for mankind, and their spirits in heaven will surely be blessed by our Lord."

Ella made a circle with her hands over her chest, then interlaced her fingers and muttered something.

As a charlatan, this was the only way she could offer some consolation.

"Thank you for your blessing, Holy Maiden."

The Queen smiled, her brows relaxed, like a gentle spring breeze.

Chapter 144 The Queen's Commission

"Your Majesty, is there any important matter that warrants this summons?"

After Ella finished praying, she asked the Queen.

"Oh...hehe, I almost forgot, as the king of a small country, it is truly my honor to have the chance to meet the legendary Holy Maiden."

The queen, lying on the bed, said kindly, "I wish to meet you, firstly to express my gratitude in person for your role in mediating the conflict between the Holy Temple and the Vampires yesterday."

"This gratitude represents both my personal feelings and those of Valen... Recently, there have been signs of chaos within the kingdom, and many things have happened that have deeply worried me."

"So I am truly gratified to see that the Holy Maiden stepped in to help Fog City and Valen during this crisis."

"Thank you again, Your Excellency."

The Queen's adopted daughter, who was standing to the side, also bowed to Ella once again.

“Your Majesty, and Your Highness, you flatter me. I am merely following the will of my Lord.”

Ella placed her hands in front of her flat stomach and nodded in return, saying, "My Lord is merciful, and it is my duty to spread light and love."

As she was speaking, Ella suddenly thought of Archbishop Grantham, whom she had roasted, and her lips twitched.

That bishop would most likely not approve of her spreading love.

"This is also the second reason why I hope to meet the Holy Maiden..."

As the Queen spoke, her eyebrows drooped slightly beneath her wrinkled forehead, "I think I may be about to pass away."

"Mother mother..."

The princess serving beside her also looked surprised. "How can you say that? You look perfectly fine right now."

Ella nodded habitually, then suddenly paused, thinking she had misheard.

"Hehe, Alina... When one's spirituality reaches a certain level, some humans can also sense that their time is coming to an end... Sigh, look at me, I'm starting to get a little confused when I speak."

The benevolent queen raised her hand and weakly and affectionately stroked her adopted daughter's head, then turned to look at Ella.

"As you can see, Your Majesty, I am already ninety-eight years old."

"The injuries I sustained in my youth still linger in my body, constantly reminding me that I am getting closer and closer to the abyss of death."

"This is also the second reason why I want to see you... I have heard of your great name and learned about your great deeds in Loren a long time ago. Therefore, I hope to entrust you with a matter before I die, because I believe that only you, as the embodiment of light, can help me and help the Fog City get out of its current predicament."

...No, is it that heavy?

Ella had a bit of a headache. Although she had a feeling that this meeting wouldn't be simple, it was still a bit too heavy-hearted.

There are quite a few capable people in the Valencian royal family, so why entrust her with the task of being an outsider?

Although she is called the Holy Maiden of Light, isn't that a bit of a stretch?

"May I hear what kind of request it is, Your Majesty?"

But Ella couldn't refuse outright. Since the other person had gone to such lengths to plead, she had to at least hear what it was about.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Grace. It is my honor."

The Queen smiled, then stroked the princess's head with her aged hand. "Alina, may you wait outside for a moment?"

Huh? They're sending their only daughter away too? Why is that?

Ella felt increasingly strange.

But Alina didn't show any resentment. She just bowed slightly and then consciously retreated to the outside of the bedroom and closed the door.

Now, only Ella and the aging queen lying on the bed remained in the empty bedroom.

"Your Majesty, may I now tell you what you wish to entrust to me?"