OBS Chapter 268 The Biggest Secret
Chapter 268 The Biggest Secret
Chapter 272 The Biggest Secret
Richard closed his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the edge of the bathtub.
From a lord's perspective, what's most worthy of consideration in this intelligence isn't actually the horrific specific bloodshed.
It wasn't about who killed whom, but rather the short-term martial law order issued by the royal family.
Its true core lies not in the nationwide martial law, but in one word:
—Lan Yue is extraordinary.
Limited by information transmission, the Empire's mobilization capabilities are relatively slow, but its registration of Lan Yue-level superhumans is quite complete.
Within the entire empire, there are only so many Saintly Radiance experts; that's the ceiling, you can count them on your fingers.
The next level of extraordinary beings, the Lan Yue level, are distributed among various families and knight orders, and their numbers are much greater.
Earl of the Wolf is one, and Albert, the leader of the Frost Knights, is another.
It is not difficult to see that these people are all named and influential, and each of them has a clear territory and a person to whom they are loyal.
The martial law order had absolutely no effect on this group of people.
Those truly hampered by this ban are the wild Gangyue who have no allegiance to anyone, or whose origins are unclear.
Reaching the Lan Yue realm requires exceptional talent, but that's just the beginning. You still need to accumulate a massive amount of life-giving food and time to reach that level.
No matter how hard the free people try, without a stable source of life and food, it is impossible for them to climb to the Lan Yue level on their own. Reaching the intermediate extraordinary level through their own cultivation is the best they can do.
However, this does not mean that all Lan Yue transcendents have a family and a background, just like that former leader of the Willow Leaf Knights who devoured the master.
But the problem came again.
The ability to ambush and attack the heir of the Sky Eagle, along with more than a dozen nobles and their respective guards, is something that a few Lan Yue extraordinary individuals could not possibly accomplish.
There was also the beheading incident involving the orc tribe in the Cape region.
If it wasn't the work of a specific army, then it could only be the work of a Saintly Radiance expert, and at least two O-level experts.
Two people?
Richard immediately thought of the Vatican, but quickly shook his head in denial.
Looking across the entire Huanxing Continent, any one of the dozens of large and small forces, including humans, the Papacy, elves, dwarves, spirit descendants, and dragons, possesses this kind of foundation.
To be fair, the intelligence we have is not enough to pin the blame for the attack on the Eagle Union.
To be honest, the same thing happened with the previous plague. No one had any evidence that the Vatican was responsible, but everyone thought so.
Count Wolf had previously hinted that Starry Sky and the Holy See had reached a private settlement, perhaps because the Holy See had produced evidence to prove its innocence.
Thinking of this, Richard picked up the page about the Papacy in the intelligence report and read it again.
The Papacy has suffered heavy losses in the North, losing a high priest and nearly eight hundred knights of light. Now, its headquarters has been secretly relocated and its whereabouts are unknown.
Later, Charles, the former Guardian of Light, was branded a heretic by the Inquisition. It seems the Vatican was struggling to cope with its own problems.
But now they are launching a grand holy war against the dwarves, throwing their newly assembled forces into a war.
This is not surprising. It is perfectly justifiable for the Papacy to launch a holy war, and even the Empire cannot find fault with it.
But now there's a problem: due to the Star Martial Law, the Holy See can only draw knights from the Titans and the Demons.
However, with a distance of thousands of miles, it would certainly be difficult to mobilize a large number of knights to the southern border of the stars.
Then again?
Will the assembled army really go to Dwarf Canyon?
If this army suddenly changes direction during its march, and coordinates with the hidden Holy Light powerhouses, it can launch a fatal blow against a key target.
Alternatively, they could split into two groups, with one group going to Dwarf Canyon to make a show of things, and the other group quietly infiltrating back into the Star Empire.
While the martial law order draws all the lords' attention to the Lan Yue class, why not suddenly exert your strength and turn the newly stabilized situation back into chaos?
wrong.
He forgot that the Stars had reconciled with the Holy See.
Shaking his head, he temporarily suppressed his wandering thoughts. Without sufficient information to support his judgment, there was no point in continuing to guess.
When Richard looked up again, he found that Xueyue was still focused on dealing with his other foot.
The girl with rabbit ears sat cross-legged on a small stool at the end of the barrel, her head down, her ears twitching gently with the movement of the file.
"Not finished grinding yet?" Richard asked.
"Hurry up! Don't rush, sir," Xueyue said with a smile. "Otherwise, the burrs will prick your socks."
Looking into those clear eyes, Richard was inexplicably moved.
This feeling is wonderful.
It's not the sense of accomplishment of commanding thousands of troops, nor the exhilaration of crushing the enemy's head, but something more grounded and reassuring.
No matter how chaotic things are on the mainland, at least in this family, there are still people who care whether his socks are torn or not.
Everything he is doing now.
Ultimately, isn't it all about being able to lie comfortably in this bathtub, with someone scrubbing his back, washing his hair, and filing his nails?
This is the life he wants most.
Thinking of this, Richard gently pulled his foot back from Xueyue's embrace.
He stepped onto the edge of the bathtub, leaned forward slightly, and reached out to pinch her fluffy bunny ears.
Xueyue squinted as he pinched her, letting out a soft moan.
Richard laughed heartily.
He planned to have Xueyue participate in this beauty pageant, not because she was beautiful, but simply because she was a snow rabbit.
Celia, Betty, and Lina are all human and stay in Chiffon Territory, so he doesn't need to worry about them too much.
But snow and moon are different.
Even though Qi Feng now has city walls, imperial guards, and a great fortune, her fluffy rabbit ears will always be a label in other people's eyes.
A label that can be priced, hunted, and plundered!
Whether she wins a prize or not is not important; what is important is that she can stand openly in front of everyone.
Not as prey.
It is not intended as a commodity.
Throughout history, whether it was the slave-catching teams, the nobles, or even the Snow Rabbit tribe itself, rabbit ears have always been seen as a burden, a defect that they need to hide in order to survive.
Even after adding chiffon cake, many snow rabbits will still turn up the hood of their capes to hide their ears completely.
Richard didn't expect to completely change people's impression of the Snow Rabbit through such a competition; that was unrealistic.
But at least it's a start.
This time, let Xueyue participate in the beauty pageant; next time, let the girls from Xuetu form a team to perform on stage for the dance competition.
In the future, when the Chiffon Girls' Group performs for the public, there can also be snow rabbit dancers.
Take it one step at a time, let everyone slowly get used to the fact that a group of snow rabbits live in Chiffon Territory in the far north of the North.
If anyone dares to spy, there's nothing more to say; they'll either be used as a speed bump on the Grand Tour or be impaled on a sword by the Imperial Guards and used as barbecued pork.
When Richard told Xueyue about his decision with a smile, Xueyue looked surprised, puzzled, and a little conflicted.
"Master, I..."
She stammered, wanting to say something but not knowing how to begin.
Richard gently patted her head, interrupting her, his tone tender.
"You are my lover, the battle maid of Chiffon Castle. Don't be afraid, you will show everyone the true face of the Snow Rabbit Clan."
Xueyue's eyes instantly reddened, her lips trembled, and she almost burst into tears.
"Sir, may I participate?" Betty suddenly spoke up. "Snow Moon will be nervous going on stage alone. With me by her side, she won't be nervous."
"Are you going to sing to garner votes for her?" Lina teased, a rare occurrence for her.
Betty smiled slightly and said, "Sure, but she's so pretty, she'll definitely win the championship without even having to campaign for votes."
"The competition hasn't even started, and you already know that Xueyue can win the trophy?"
Hearing Lina's question, Richard chimed in with a smile, "She definitely can!"
I'm the organizer!
Whoever I point to is the champion, and even if Princess Star comes, she can't take this championship away from me!
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