Chapter 69: Chapter 68: Anxious, He’s Anxious

"Yila is much more skilled than me..."

More than once, Yose had sighed this way in front of his daughter. With his scruffy bearded face, the old knight always had a great sense of humor as a king, but only in front of his daughter did he show a hint of fatherly authority.

It was the authority of a father, not of a king.

Even though he was talking to the child destined to inherit his throne, he was speaking about rebellion. Yet, neither he nor Isabella cared, as they were both used to it.

Isabella had grown accustomed to it as well.

"When I die, I will tell Yila, ’If Isabella can’t handle it, then you become the king.’ At that time, don’t resent your father, little Isabella."

"Hmph."

Although it was a prideful snort, little Isabella really did not want to become the king. After all, her father seemed exhausted every day and never had time to play with her. She did not want to be the so-called king.

Too tiring and too boring.

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"Isabella, prepare to ascend the throne..."

Yila said this to Isabella in the study, appearing serious and sincere as he calmly spoke, "Even if just for the dreams of you, me, and Yose, please be strong."

Isabella knew that dream... It was truly a beautiful future, a really lovely empire.

"..."

But, Yila, what about your troops? Your governors? Why don’t you first use the pretext that "Isabella is still young" to become the ruling king and then sideline me, allowing me to continue to play happily every day? To joyfully attend classes with you and cause a ruckus?

Isabella blinked her beautiful emerald-like eyes.

"Your Highness Isabella?"

"..."

*Although countless thoughts ran through her mind, she...*

"Yes, I understand."

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"Huh..."

Isabella abruptly woke up in her chamber, her ornate nightgown dampened with cold sweat. Hearing the noise of her awakening, the maid standing by her bedside immediately stepped forward.

Seeing Isabella preparing to sit up, the well-trained maid quickly helped her sit up and leaned her against the pillow at the head of the bed while another maid immediately brought her some water.

"Cough, cough."

After drinking some water, Isabella felt a little better. She did not need to ask for the time; just by looking at the sky, she knew it was already late... It was rare to have a full night’s sleep.

Although she had many dreams, it was still better than waking up countless times throughout the night.

"Summon Lord Marilla to the study."

After giving a simple command, Isabella, under the service of the maids, completed her daily washing, grooming, and dressing routines, then ate a simple meal.

Of course, the breakfast was not simple, but Isabella did not eat much... She never ate much to begin with, and without Yila nagging in her ear that "breakfast should be hearty, lunch should be filling, and dinner should be light," she ate even less.

That idiot was really nagging.

When Isabella arrived at the study, Marilla was already waiting. After sitting down, Isabella dismissed the guards and maids from the study... Those guys, even combined, were not as skilled as Marilla.

If an assassin really wanted to kill her, and Marilla could not protect her, then those guards would be useless. If Marilla wanted to kill her... those guards would be even more useless, and she herself was not without her own preparations.

"Lord Marilla, previously..."

Before Isabella could finish her question, Marilla already knew what she wanted to ask. Even if Isabella had not summoned her today, she would have found a chance to speak.

"The Family Head is in the Demon Country."

What Marilla Elkaras referred to as the "Family Head" was naturally the head of the Elkaras Family, Yila—former Chief Governor, Yila Elkaras.

The secret orders given by Isabella to investigate Yila’s whereabouts had been well executed by Marilla... Or, to put it another way, Yila, after the warrant for his arrest was lifted, had no intention of hiding himself anymore.

"The Demon Control Area? I thought it would be the Duchy or the Silver Moon Tree Court."

Isabella said this, showing a slightly regretful expression... If it was demons, then no matter how she won, she could not prove she was stronger than Yila.

"Yila... Does he have any real connection with Favignano?"

To Isabella’s irresponsible speculation, Marilla showed a helpless expression and said, "Favignano was killed by Lord Yila long ago. The current Demon King is his daughter, a girl named Satan Ye."

A girl named Satan Ye...

Satan Ye, a little girl...

A little girl...

Girl...

...

With such words, the expression of Isabella Arthur Modred instantly turned sour. She snorted lightly, frowning. "Hmph, Satan Ye, huh? I hope she is worthy of Yila’s assistance, but she will eventually tire of Yila’s nagging."

Marilla: "..."

"As for what I asked you to do before, informing the nobles about purchasing titles with land, how was the reaction among the nobles?"

Coming back to the topic of Yila, Isabella asked. To this, Marilla responded with an answer similar to Yila’s previous predictions: "The barons are very interested in this matter. After some barons tried participating, the viscounts seemed to get a bit anxious."

Yes, that was the nature of nobility. The lower-status nobles, by means of transactions, had obtained the same status as them... Although it was only a nominal status with no real significance, it still made them hard to accept.

So they would imitate, seeking to "maintain" their rank while "elevating" their rank.

From baron to viscount to count to marquis, a strange emotion would turn into a nightmarish chain, prompting them to continuously hand land back to Isabella.

As Yila had said: "They will become competitive."

"But Duke Caligula is obstructing the actions of the nobles."

Recalling Marilla’s report, Isabella remembered what Yila had once said... If a duke obstructed, spread rumors within the empire and divide the nobles.

It seemed... Yila had given her all the answers.

But it did not bother her to use them, because she was Yila’s student... Although she felt a bit sorry for Yila, he was definitely more comfortable now than when he was in the empire.

"Then spread one sentence within the empire."

Isabella said, thinking of something that made her softly chuckle, "Spread the word ’Duke Caligula is anxious,’ just that one sentence is enough."

Watch, Lord Yila! When I drag you back to the empire, you will be astonished at how close we are to the empire and to our dreams. You will praise me, and then... we will laugh and embrace each other.

"By the way, help me send this to Yila... Don’t let anyone know."

"Hmm? Yes, understood!"

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