The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

"Huh?" The osmanthus tea in Elizabeth's cup overflowed.

"It's time for you to think about your own marriage, no matter if the other party is a human, a dragon, an orc or an elves, it's just a man and a living one." Victoria said lightly, "When I hold my granddaughter, I will abdicate. The queen's place is left to you."

Elizabeth, who was about to put the teapot back on the table, shook her hand, and the teapot almost fell on the table. She felt anxiously: "Mom, did something happen to you? Have you been feeling unwell recently?"

Slapped away the hand of her daughter, who was about to check her body, Victoria said fiercely: "Now when I see my peers walking with their grandchildren in the square in front, I feel envious and jealous."

Charles threw a funny look at Elizabeth. He came here like this in his last life. He didn't expect Elizabeth to suffer the same thing.

"Alas..." Victoria sighed, "There is an agreed time to prepare, and then I will not have so much time to deal with government affairs."

Now Elizabeth looked at her mother in horror, "Mom, did you agree with someone to remarry when you retire?"

"Fuck off!" The fan in Victoria's hand turned into a flying prop and hit Elizabeth's head at once.

The reason is that Elizabeth's defense is high, and she is wearing an item that automatically generates a magic shield. She is still shaken by the fan that broke through the magic shield defense. Queen Victoria is really angry.

Charles quickly picked up the cup and drank tea obediently as a small transparent.

Then Victoria ordered Elizabeth: "Now you go to fast, and in ten days, you will preside over the ceremony."

In many religions, there is a tradition of fasting. In this world, whenever you need to actively communicate with God and ask God to do important things, you need to fast in advance to show your piety.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that death is prescribed, it’s mainly to see if God ignores you. For example, Nicholas II could report to the God of Harvest and Blacksmithing at any time, and Charles, for example, could always ask Reimu to save his life.

Except for a few who belong to the alternative of the gods, most of the gods still strictly follow the process.

"Mom?" Elizabeth's face collapsed, "I don't need to be so solemn to help Charles restore his nose, right?"

During the fasting period, she could only drink one bowl of water and eat one fruit each day. These ten days were a severe test for Elizabeth.

Of course, "a fruit" has loopholes to drill, a cherry and a durian are one.

"You!" Victoria pointed at Elizabeth angrily. "You're his master, don't you even see how many problems he has?"

Elizabeth, who had been educated by her mother for a round, scratched her head and left. She never figured out what she had missed and did not check for Charles. And when I checked Charles, the results of St. Angel and Catherine were the same as theirs.

There were only Charles and Victoria left in the pavilion, and a cool breeze before dusk blew, and the air was filled with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden.

Victoria put a plate of tea and a small fork in front of Charles. "Have a snack."

Charles took the snack with a fork and put it in his mouth, and found that the crispy puff pastry of the snack was filled with springy orange-flavored slime jelly.

At this time, Victoria said to him: "Don't blame Elizabeth for this, she is indeed incapable of discovering some problems in you. I only give her a little encouragement. She has been a little arrogant over the years."

Charles, who swallowed the snack and took a sip of tea, hurriedly asked, "Auntie, what else is wrong with my body?"

Victoria smiled and looked at Charles, her eyes once again making Charles feel like she was seeing through herself.

She touched Charles' head, "You should be very clear about your own affairs."

Charles was stunned. He didn't understand what kind of riddles Aunt Queen was playing. He didn't know whether she was talking about his broken godhead, pet contract, or the fact that he was a transmigrator, or other things he didn't think of at all.

And Victoria, who was drinking tea, seemed to have made up her mind not to answer Charles' question, and she shifted the topic to another place.

"We live in a world full of misery and tragedy," she said in a deep voice, "Endless wars and technological development covered with a transparent ceiling have consumed the wisdom and courage of the elites of all ethnic groups from generation to generation. "

After a pause, Victoria solemnly said to Charles, "Charles, are you willing to change all this?"

Charles was silent, but his breath thickened and spewed forward from his nostrils—or nose strips, to be more precise—and his heart beat violently.

As he expected, Victoria knew many of the world's secrets.

For him, returning to his hometown was an obsession, but he still knew in his heart that he might not be able to go back.

Even if he can really go back, he doesn't think the price of going back is as simple as spending some money to buy a ticket.

In this case... In this case, why not try to change the world, let yourself, and let the world live a little better.

It can be said that these four words are engraved in his soul. Even if there is a slight chance, even if there is only a keyboard, who would refuse such a temptation? How many wise P Club players, how many casual "Civilization" players... Are they not building the career they expect to have in the digital world?

Most importantly, now Charles knows that he is definitely not the only one who has the idea to change it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Before, he chose to live on the sidelines because he didn't think he could smash this old world by himself.

Now, Victoria, who knows the secrets of this world, may be her own ancestor and queen ancestor who has already taken a step forward, Diana who has already started to do things in secret, and Arturia who is confused in this world and is gradually finding her life goal , and the entire Rurik kingdom that is constantly improving, they are working hard in their own way.

Charles suddenly realized that if he took this path—perhaps the road of no return—he would have many like-minded companions.

Having figured it out, Charles took off the shackles in his heart. At this moment, he felt so light on his body. He had never experienced such an experience before, and there was nothing to be afraid of, because! He is no longer alone!

Charles stood up from his chair and said to Victoria seriously, "I'm willing to join."

Victoria nodded, then stood up too, and left the pavilion, pacing the gravel road by the lake.

Charles stood in the gazebo, quietly watching the elf queen by the lake.

"For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky."

"I like to see the thousands of waves of rice buds, and the heroes everywhere are smoking in the evening."

If Charles hadn't known who his ancestor was and what the relationship between his ancestor and Victoria was, he would have asked the Mandarin-speaking Elf Queen for a QQ number and a WeChat account.

The Elf Queen looked at the rippling lake, turned her back to Charles, and said softly in Elvish language: "Philip pointed out the way for us, and now we are in the first half. I hope we can see the final victory."

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