OBS Chapter 690: Confrontation with the Elector
Chapter 690: Confrontation with the Elector
Chapter 690: Conversation with the Elector
"Father, I said I didn't want to marry Ferdinand."
She raised her voice. It was the first time in all these years that she spoke to her father in such a high tone.
Not to mention that Archduke Ferdinand already had someone he loved, and their union was destined to be a political marriage. She had never considered getting married and having children. The life of a court lady was never what she wanted.
Moreover, she had promised the captain to go to his world.
"Can you say that again!"
The air seemed so cold that it had frozen into ice.
Facing the Elector's hawk-like stern gaze, Viviana stared back without showing any weakness for the first time: "I said, I will not go to Vienna, nor will I marry Ferdinand, nor will I marry anyone else."
"Oh, I am impressed by your courage, my daughter."
The Elector sneered. He had always been satisfied with his daughter's talent. Unfortunately, she had a weak temper. Otherwise, what would be wrong with supporting her to become the first female Elector of the Hohenzollern family?
"Tell me if you can convince me."
"There is no reason. I just don't want to live like a canary in a cage anymore. I want to have my own life, whether it's traveling around like a knight, doing good deeds, or being a traveler or explorer."
The Elector showed a hint of sneer on his face: "It seems that I laughed at Franz too early."
Magical auras were raging in the air, which meant that the seemingly calm Elector had accumulated anger to the extreme.
Viviana did not show weakness either. She just silently pushed out the sword in her hand, and the magic patterns engraved on it emitted wisps of spiritual light.
The situation was tense, and the butler standing by was terrified.
"Master, please calm down."
He summoned up the courage to persuade her: "Miss, you have always been sensible. She must have been bewitched by someone else to say such things this time. Besides, this is not Berlin. If you two fight here..."
The housekeeper's words brought back the Elector's reason. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "Very good, tell me and see if my dear daughter has been bewitched by outsiders or is determined to betray her father."
Viviana glanced at the butler who stepped forward to dissuade her, and silently put the sharp blade in her hand back into the scabbard.
Her heart was beating wildly. She had never thought that one day she would draw a sword against her father. She had never thought that when that day came, not only would she not feel much panic in her heart, but instead she would feel relieved as if a huge stone had been lifted off her mind.
She said calmly: "I did meet someone when I went out this time."
The Elector's expression was still cold, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. But everyone knew that this Elector, who had inherited the title of "Soldier King" from his ancestors and was famous for his strict military discipline, hated the disobedience of his subordinates the most.
He took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart: "Are you in love with him?"
The image of a heroic middle-aged man flashed before Viviana's eyes subconsciously, but she quickly shook her head: "No, I made up my mind when I left. I don't want to live like a puppet. Every move must be planned in advance, and I have to deal with useless social activities all day long. After getting married, I will become a court lady. I feel sick even if I just think about such a life."
"So, for your own selfish desires, you would rather betray your father and your family?"
The Elector slapped the table in front of him and broke it. The butler who was serving beside him was slightly moved, but facing the Elector's cold eyes, he knew that this was not the place for him to have a say, so he closed the door carefully and left.
He had to ensure that the dispute between the master and the young lady today would not be passed on to those tabloid reporters with no bottom line by some short-sighted servant.
The political enemies of the Hohenzollerns would obviously be happy to separate the Candle Knight, who was so famous and the symbol of the empire, from the family she came from.
"Vivianna!"
The Elector rose and for the first time addressed her by her full name.
"I really want to know what you have seen during these days. But if you have seen those civilian women who have the freedom you long for, those textile workers, and those fireflies who are willing to sell their bodies to fill their stomachs, you will know how much favor you have received from your family."
"Being born into a Hohenzollern family is not your sorrow, but your greatest luck. Every year, people drown their babies in the Elbe River in order to pay less head tax. If you were not born into a Hohenzollern family, you might not even live to adulthood!"
Viviana fell silent for a moment.
She knew that what her father said was right. The money she spent on learning swordsmanship, her swordsmanship coach, the court teacher, the family's secret light and shadow sword skills, and even this magic sword that was tailor-made for her were all given to her by her family.
If she was born in a commoner family, she might have married early.
There was no way she could deny this truth.
She raised her face and said coldly: "Shouldn't you be ashamed of this?"
"what?"
"The people under your rule are having a hard time making ends meet. As a monarch, you are also to blame, right?"
"Ha, naive."
The Elector had no intention of explaining. Even the people of Britain and France, which had vast colonies, were struggling to survive. At least Brandenburg had liberated its serfs with his strong support, which was much better than the Tsarist Russia next door.
Besides, this is how ordinary people have lived for thousands of years.
The Elector sneered, "You have enjoyed everything the family has provided, from the first time you held a sword to the time you traveled around the world to study. Do you really think that without the family's reputation, you can learn real skills from those sword masters? In the end, when it is your turn to do something for the family, you mention freedom, Viviana. You are so selfish. Do you still have the honor of being a knight in your heart?"
Viviana opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
The Elector's sarcastic voice was like a nightmare, drilling into her ears uncontrollably.
Her body trembled slightly. Perhaps she was indeed too selfish. But was there no other way to repay her family?
"Are you in a dilemma, Miss Viviana?"
At this moment, a somewhat strange but somewhat familiar voice sounded in my ears.
For no reason, she quickly calmed down when she heard the voice.
On Lothar's side, he originally planned to summon Viviana, but he found that the originally golden card had turned gray, and the status also showed that it could not be summoned temporarily. This was the first time such a situation had happened, so Lothar naturally chose to intervene.
His mental strength can now withstand this kind of cross-border transmission.
As if she had grasped a life-saving straw, in an instant, Viviana calmed down quickly like a drowning person, and informed the voice on the other end of her current situation. There was no need for verbal communication, and everything happened in just a moment.
"what do you think?"
“I also feel sorry for the family.”
That's true
Tsk, it should be said. Miss Viviana is an honest person, and such an answer is not unexpected.
"Let me talk to your father."
In the room, a burst of magical light flashed. With the help of the magic power in Viviana's body, Lothar condensed a human figure: "Good day, Lord Elector."
"You're the one who wants to kidnap my daughter?"
The Elector looked very alert. He couldn't figure out what kind of existence Losa was, and couldn't even find his true form.
With his strength, this is a very rare thing.
"It is not kidnapping, Lord Elector."
Losa said in a deep voice: "It's our first meeting. Please allow me to introduce myself first. I am Losa from the Habsburg family - the Habsburg family from another world, and I am also the captain of the giant ship yesterday."
"Yesterday's giant ship?"
The Elector's face was full of doubt: "That Tower of Babel that is said to be able to travel through time and even carry people to the Kingdom of God?"
"It's just a legend."
The other party sneered: "Hehe, if you are really the owner of the Tower of Babel, do you need to discuss it with me if you want to take my daughter away?"
"In fact, Miss Viviana has already signed a contract with the giant ship yesterday. No matter what the result of this conversation is, she will leave. There is no need to discuss this with the Elector. But as Miss Viviana's captain, I don't want her to bear too much pressure."
Losa paused and chuckled, "The outcome is already determined, why make it so tense? After all, it's not like she won't come back. We may even be able to cooperate in the future, right?"
He knew the Elector very well, a typical, old-fashioned old man who put family interests above all else.
As long as there is benefit involved, there is actually no essential difference between marrying your daughter to Archduke Ferdinand or sending her to work for an extremely mysterious and transcendent force.