Chapter 104: The Queen Descends

  The adventure in Seiren no Ou has ended, and Odell's level has been raised to 37.

  Aileen's level is low, so the effect of multiple battles is more pronounced, now at level 27.

  The pale young master who intercepted Medici's convoy was only level 25.

  Even if it were a general noble, seeing such a high-level adventurer would likely make them weigh whether they and their guards had the ability to provoke such a heavyweight opponent.

  But for Hamilton, it's all a given, and hardly worth considering.

  Because behind this young master, there are two 40-level knights standing.

  To know, the famous commander of the Scarlet Flame Legion, the first general of the Seth family, General Akatsuki, Seth Potter, is only level 40.

  Of course, the 40th level before the Granzen Fire and the 40th level after the fire are distinctly different. The former was accumulated over many years, while the latter was a rapid rise. Currently, with the mutation of monsters, human upgrades have also become simpler, and even those who originally had limited potential have shown signs of loosening up. Adding to that, the Hamilton family has never lacked medicine to help upgrade, so it's no problem at all to bring two knights up to level 40.

  But even if it's a watered-down 40th level, it's still 40th level.

  Not to mention the exquisite magical weapons in their hands, the seamless magical armor, and the nearly hundred-strong hunting party that followed behind them with a fierce momentum.

  A young master who is not highly valued by his family has such an array, so how much strength does the real army have? Probably only the Hamilton family can afford to be so generous. Compared to these two 40-level knights, what about those "noble" and "rare" pure-blooded cheetahs?

  With level suppression and overwhelming numbers, capturing a 37-level and a 27-level half-elf alive wasn't too difficult.

  The team's owner thought they had already secured this car team.

  As for the unspeakable things that can happen after being captured alive, there are many ways to deal with it. A relatively simple and crude method is to forcibly administer a weakening agent. After drinking this, the person's level will drop, and their lifespan will be greatly shortened, which can be considered a kind of poison.

  It doesn't matter, after all, it's just a plaything on the bed. As long as I can keep it for a year, no, even half a year of life, that would be enough. After all, half-elf lifespan is quite long, and drinking a few more bottles won't kill me.

  The thought of being brutally reduced to below 10th rank, completely losing hope, and having a pair of half-elf sisters placed on his large bed at the mercy of others made this young master extremely excited.

  The next moment, as if intimidated by the hunting team's formation and the golden three-lion flag, the convoy obediently stopped.

  A black ordinary carriage side door opened, a black-haired and black-eyed young man walked out, stopped at the door, and stretched out his right hand. This was standard noble etiquette, apparently waiting for some miss or lady to get off the carriage.

  Is there a lady present? Could it be a half-elf young lady with noble blood?

  At the thought of this possibility, he was excited and felt that he had simply hit it big.

  Of course, if it's really a noble, then even the surname of Hamilton wouldn't dare to rob directly, but since it's on their own turf, wanting to keep that miss isn't as easy as turning one's hand over? After all, nobles who hire adventurers can't be from any prestigious families, probably just those small nobles without territories living in prosperous cities.

  As a member of the Hamilton family, isn't it easy to deal with this kind of petty aristocrat?

  He calculated with a pleased smile at the corner of his mouth, and his heartbeat also began to accelerate.

  But his smile was immediately frozen on his face, as if petrified.

  A slender hand landed on the black-haired boy's hand, and then a head of beautiful red hair like autumn maple leaves floated out.

  For Hamilton, no one would fail to recognize this red hair.

  No one would fail to recognize those azure eyes like the sea.

  Nobody would fail to recognize Fiona Hamilton.

  "Little, little princess?" The young master's eyes widened as he finally came back to his senses, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He then even had a hint of tears in his voice, "Y-you... how did you come back?!"

  The leader instantly changed from a majestic and powerful young master to a turtle with six spirits, and the knights, attendants, and slaves behind him were even more so. Nearly a hundred people immediately fell silent after a few seconds of **, and the entire scene became dead quiet.

  Immediately afterwards, they jumped off their mounts in a hurry, each according to their status, either prostrating themselves on the ground, or touching their foreheads to the ground, or kneeling on one knee, and so on.

  The crowd of adventurers who followed looked at the scene in front of them, and were quite shocked.

  Odelle had thought that at least a conflict would occur by now, of course, under the military power of the Bullet Queen and Middy, the pampered person in front of her was not worth fearing, but to intimidate the opponent, it should be after the whole procedure of pretending to be a pig eating a tiger and slapping in the face.

  But what about now?

  Fina simply got off the carriage, without even needing to say a word, and everything was settled. This caused the adventurers who had been secretly drawing their bows and waiting for an opportunity to strike to suddenly hold their breath, almost getting internal injuries.

  Even Medea felt somewhat strange at this moment.

  After all, in the previous life, when he and Feina became companions, the Hamilton family had already been destroyed by the Dros Empire, and there was no chance to go, so Mide would not know what kind of influence Feina had on her own territory.

  But now he finally saw it with his own eyes.

  This is absolutely not just "genius".

  Looking at the leader who didn't dare move a muscle and whose legs were trembling slightly, Midy felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

  "I'm not as violent as you think." Fina, who had just gained the title of "Little Princess", glanced at Middy, who was watching the commotion with interest, and snorted coldly. "It's just that this person has a stubborn temperament, so when I was 12 years old, I broke both his legs. Now he probably has psychological trauma."

  At twelve years old, still just a little girl, she had already broken two of someone's legs?

  This is not violence, what is violence?

  Speechless.

  At the same time, he couldn't help but think of one thing, his previous life's self was also a spoiled brat, and instead of being crippled, he got Fina's favor, which should be considered very good luck.

  Anyway, it seems that finding out who is behind the scenes won't be too difficult.

  Looking at the trembling and quivering silk in front of him, Mide thought so.

  When the young master was like a small chick without any resistance, being taken to trial in a horse-drawn carriage by Midi and Feina, on the rooftop of a luxurious mansion facing the street in Rose Hill City, two elegant figures stood upright, staring intently at the most prosperous East Gate of the city.

  "In the Zhī Mài, most of the young nobles have already been sent away by me on some pretext. No matter what kind of person they are, as long as they approach this city, their identities will definitely be exposed. After all, these spoiled brats have always been reckless in their actions, and ordinary low-key methods are useless." A cold voice rang out, "But, our little princess, will she really come back?"

  The owner of the voice was slender and tall, with a head of curly short hair, his face pale to the point of being sickly, with an extremely thin long sword hanging from his waist, as if it were a decorative prop.

  But if anyone really thought that was an ornamental weapon, they would definitely be the first to die under its sharp blade.

  It was because the owner of the sword was Martin Hamilton, the first person in the "Hamilton branch" of the Hamilton family.

  And standing next to him was none other than Domingo Hamilton, the lover of Queen Scaldi.

  "She'll be back, Martin," Domingo replied quietly, his tone calm, but with a glint of icy light in his eyes. "She's the little princess who never knew how to turn back."

  "Hmph, best as you said, these young masters have no patience at all. Using hunting and the like as excuses, they can't even be held back for a few days." Martin snorted again.

  To be frank, he didn't like Domingo much. The two of them, as well as the clans behind them, were often in a state of competition, and it was even possible that they would fight to the point of bloodshed. Moreover, he himself always looked down on the so-called strategies that Domingo liked.

  Only sheer power is the kingly way of governance!

  Martin had always thought so.

  This time, the Iron Duke's critical illness is a once-in-a-century opportunity.

  As the successor of Iron Duke, Fina Hamilton's combat power is too terrifying.

  So Martin had no choice but to join forces with Domingo. Otherwise, whoever it was would not have any room for resistance in the face of the "one person, one day, one city" miracle of the Bullet Queen.

  But I'm really looking forward to it, that little red-haired girl from back then has grown up to what extent now.

  Martin sighed silently in his heart and subconsciously placed his hand on the cold hilt of the sword.

  Let's try it with swords then!

  Just as this first person in the fencing branch was thinking, suddenly, from the east gate, a deafening bell rang out.

  Martin and Domingo exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

  Every gate tower of the Rose Hill Castle has a large bell, and different sounds have different meanings. At this moment, the ringing bell means "the main gate is open".

  Martin and Domingo were here, but they were waiting for news about Fiona. However, at this moment, the loud bell suddenly made the two men's hearts jump simultaneously.

  "It's not going well..."

  Domingo furrowed his brow.

  Martin's expression also became solemn.

  The next moment, the east gate suddenly opened, and a team of people rushed into the ancient Rose Mountain City without any scruples.

  And at the forefront of the team, on a carriage with its upper half cut off, that one head of bright red hair was dancing in the wind.

  That little girl has grown up and come back.

  No longer Hamilton's princess.

  But Queen of Bellmard.