Azure Scepter

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She blinked, then let out a long yawn.

Pegasus, who had just been speaking, immediately neighed like an ordinary horse.

"I'm asleep?" Edith murmured to herself in a dreamy tone. "Mmm... I haven't slept this soundly in so long, it feels so good..."

"Want to sleep a little longer?" Trier asked.

Edith shuddered and then immediately sat up straight.

“I’m sorry to have made you laugh, Trier.” She lowered her eyelashes, a blush spreading from her cheeks to the base of her neck. “I should go back now.”

“Don’t rush, do you remember the masked scepter knight from a few weeks ago?” Trier asked softly.

Edith nodded.

“Of course, he’s an annoying megalomaniac.” Edith rubbed her forehead. “Wait, was he insulting me the other day when he said I was a fool bound by illusory beliefs and consciousness?! By the light of radiance, I should have known!”

The time traveler's mouth gaped open; he was completely stunned.

He was momentarily at a loss for words: should he marvel at Edith's long reaction time, or at how she had suddenly become so much smarter after taking a nap?

“The scepter isn’t human,” Trier said. “It is…”

“A celestial being!” Edith interrupted, frowning. “He has a divine aura about him. I should have realized that sooner—wait, he’s a celestial being, so theoretically he should be benevolent. But now he’s also an insider of the conspiracy, so… a god also knows about Losevie’s plot, and the other party’s attitude is very suspicious.”

The transmigrator's lips twitched slightly.

Edith has indeed become smarter, and much smarter.

He even had a vague feeling that, if calculated by intelligence, the princess might now be smarter than Noy without the "Fox's Cunning" buff...

Is a good night's sleep really that effective? That's a bit of an exaggeration.

“You’re right,” Trier said, forcing a smile, “but this god…”

Before he could finish speaking, a cool finger gently touched his lips.

Edith shook her head almost imperceptibly.

“Do not utter His name, for He will know—He is the one who inspired Oris, and I know who He is.”

Tianma Nina's mouth gaped open in disbelief. She shook her head, as if affected by a confusion spell.

"Stop fooling around, Nina, I'm thinking!"

The princess reprimanded her rather forcefully, and the next moment, she slightly raised her head to look at the starry sky.

“Trier, do you know that I lied when you asked me about my wish?”

Trill stared into Edith's emerald eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I also lied about the prophecy regarding the demon vessel."

“No, you didn’t lie.” The princess smiled. “You just didn’t tell the whole truth, Trier. I know you. You never lie. Hmm, let me guess… I was actually in the prophecy, wasn’t I?”

The time traveler narrowed his eyes slightly. Edith was a little too clever for his own good now, and he even felt a slight sense of insecurity.

“Trier, I’m not stupid, I’m just starting to use my brain.” Edith, as if she could read minds, lowered her eyelids slightly and said softly, “I know I’ve acted like a naive fool in the past, but… but I just trusted everyone, and I didn’t want to think about these inexplicable things…”

Trier fell silent.

“But you’re right.” The princess smiled. “They have ill intentions. I must become strong as soon as possible to protect myself and my friends—I don’t want to be a puppet anymore.”

Trier closed his eyes and quickly organized his thoughts.

"In the prophecy, I also saw a magnificent theater, your face covered in blood, leaning against a broken holy sword, while the vessel of the demon lord was protected behind you—opposite you was a lich-like withered corpse, surrounded by soldiers, priests, tomb knights, and even an otherworldly servant."

“That mummy must be Vercingetori,” Edith blurted out. “I’ve figured it all out, Trier.”

"Huh?" Trier opened his eyes in surprise. This time, even he couldn't keep up with the princess's train of thought.

Edith held up one finger.

“Vicington is aging abnormally. The prophecy may not be about a mummified corpse, but could also be about an extremely aged living person.”

Then, she extended her second finger.

"Among the cultists of the Silent Whisper Society, the proportion of priests of the Radiant Light Cult is exceptionally high. Such a large-scale abnormal event must have been approved by the local bishop. In other words, this old dog had already made contact with Losevie long ago—which also explains the Death Tomb Knights around him."

Edith squinted her eyes with a hint of excitement, then she held up her third finger.

“Serving in otherworldly realms is naturally not difficult for our next pope—the only problem with this hypothesis now is Vercingetori’s motives—he is now extremely afraid of death, so… I understand… that little girl is related to his evil spell to prolong his life.”

Trier stared silently at the princess, at a loss for words—what the princess said was indeed very true.

Perhaps he should re-evaluate Edith in the same way he would treat intelligent people.

With this thought in mind, the transmigrator took out a cold magic storage stone from his backpack.

"If you actually encounter the scene described in the prophecy, crush it; it contains the power to dispel the magic."

"Vicington's eternal youth is a magical state?" Edith immediately realized. "Trill, is this magic storage stone a gift?"

She emphasized the word "gift".

Trier nodded slightly.

It's so much easier to communicate with smart people.

“Then I also have a gift for you.” The princess raised an eyebrow, then jumped off the celestial horse.

She slightly raised her fair chin, then reached out and untied the amber necklace from her neck.

“Trier, do you know what I meant by ‘wish’?” Edith suddenly said.

Trier shook his head.

"You will grant my wish, won't you?" the princess asked softly, lowering her head slightly, her face hidden in the shadows of the moonlight. "I know you are a man of your word."

The time traveler instinctively sensed the conspiracy. He hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Edith.

"It depends on what the wish is. Ordinary wishes can definitely be granted."

A smile tugged at the corners of the princess's lips.

“I had a dream this morning.” She reached out and helped Trier down from his horse. “In my dream, I…”

Edith paused deliberately, then looked up into Trier's eyes.

PS: Second update!

Chapter 224 The Medium (Part Two)

The next moment, Edith gently tiptoed, lifted Trier's chin, and then closed her eyes to kiss him.

The time traveler offered no resistance.

He felt the princess's soft lips, felt her moist tongue licking the corners of his mouth, and felt her tender tongue forcefully prying open his teeth.

He gently embraced Edith's slender yet strong waist, and the warmth of the girl's body seeped through the frost-covered cloak to her lower abdomen. The transmigrator exerted a little force, pulling the girl tightly into his arms, and their heartbeats quickened with each sucking sound.

Edith stretched out her fair forearms and gently wrapped them around the other person's neck. Then, following the other person's momentum, she rose onto her tiptoes again. This time, her insteps and calves were straight, and she even felt a slight cramp in her toes.

Skin to skin, the princess's breathing quickened. With a passionate, deep kiss, the girl's fragrance mixed with warm sweat wafted over, and Edith sucked on it even more greedily.

The time traveler's hand moved slightly downwards, stroking her waist, passing over her cloak, and gently resting on the princess's round and perfect thigh. Just as his fingers were moving, as if he wanted to go further—Tianma Nina suddenly let out a sharp shriek.

Edith pushed Trier away as if waking from a dream. Her fair face was flushed, and her misty eyes were filled with reluctance. She raised her fingertips to her nose and gently smelled them.

Trier glanced at Pegasus, who blinked its big eyes innocently.

"Phew..." Edith let out a long breath and straightened her slightly disheveled cloak.

“I had a dream this morning, and in it I kissed you.” She turned to look at Trier. “That’s the wish I was going to say.”

“Thank you, Trier.” She licked her lips savoring the taste. “It really was sweet.”

Trier took a moment to calm his breathing before asking, "What are you planning to do next?"

“The first step is to re-evaluate friend and foe.” Edith pondered for a moment, then said, “If my father and Oris are both insiders of Losevie’s conspiracy, then I must reverse my reputation through victory and truly control the Kingdom Investigation Team—only then will they dare not act rashly.”

“Because of my past folly, I’m in a bad situation now, with basically no cards left to play.” Her voice turned cold. “I must make good use of the Demon Lord’s vessel, Livitt; besides, since there are no clues in the city, I can also choose to go out and clean up those undead. At least I’m a legend.”

Trier's lips twitched slightly.

Edith's thought process changed after she took a nap...

“Please don’t look so surprised, Trier.” Edith smoothed her messy hair with displeasure. “Before, I just didn’t want to think about it. Besides, these principles are very simple. It’s written in ‘The Drunken Moon’: A blade at your neck makes you rational. We should learn from literature and art, shouldn’t we?”

“Levitra is involved with many parties; she’s a hot potato, and it’s very risky to hold her,” Trier immediately pointed out the risks.

The princess said without hesitation, "So at the right time, sending her to the enemy was a rational choice."

At this point, her tone suddenly changed: "But I would never do that. I will protect her, I swear."

"Why?" Trier asked curiously.

“Sacrificing a few for the benefit of many—doesn’t that sound like a rehash of the Arthas massacre?” Edith raised an eyebrow. “I will not betray Livitt, just as I will not massacre the city. I think if I want to spiritually defeat my ancestors, I must make my actions consistent.”

She paused for a moment.

"Moreover, if my father insists on sacrificing me to Losevie, then my status as crown prince will inevitably be lost. I... I must make the choice that a paladin should make."

She paused for a moment again, then drew the Holy Avenger from her waist.

“By the light above, I swear on my own oath that if Losewey truly breaks my will, I will stab my own heart before she takes over my body!” She looked at Trier with resolute eyes. “From this moment on, I, Edith Lorrinman, will never become anyone’s puppet! I swear to you too, Trier.”

After saying that, she suddenly swung her sword and shattered the hood of her cloak.

Edith then sheathed her weapon, handed the amber necklace to Trier, and then mounted Pegasus without hesitation.

“This necklace is my family heirloom, let’s take it as our token of love,” the princess said with a rather frank smile. “If I can survive and overcome this conspiracy, I will definitely marry you.”

Trier hesitated for a moment, then decided to speak frankly: "Lossway is now at least equivalent to a demigod. Confidence is a good thing, but we also need to be tactful."

“If Losevie could defeat a demigod from the Dream Realm as a mortal, so can I.” Edith smiled. “Please believe me.”

“She was able to succeed because she had the help of the Water Sprite Lord,” Trier couldn’t help but pour cold water on her. “If all else fails, you can choose to escape. You can cross planes directly from the Demon Rift to the Abyss, and then use that as a medium to run to other planes. If you just hide for a few decades, things will change dramatically, I guarantee it.”

The princess smiled and shook her head, the meaning of which was self-evident.

“Okay, let’s change the subject—want to go back to Erlav together?” she asked.

“No need. Do you remember those campfires you saw in the sky?” Trier refused decisively. “Those were the troops I organized. I’m leaving in a few days, and I need to get there now.”

Edith nodded slightly.

"Good luck to you then."

After saying that, she kicked Nina's horse in the belly with a rather nonchalant air.

With a dull thud, Nina let out a mournful cry, then flapped her wings.

Trier's face twitched slightly; the princess's kick definitely had an element of venting her anger in it.

—At that moment, Edith suddenly turned her head again.

"By the way, Trier, there's one more thing—I think there's another important trigger for Arthas's mental breakdown."

"Appreciate further details."

“His fiancée cheated on him.” Edith blinked. “So…”

She mouthed the second half of the sentence without uttering it aloud, but Trier still managed to read her words through lip reading.

"So please don't abandon me, my fiancé."

Then, without hesitation, Edith pulled on the reins and flew straight into the sky.

Trier stood there, savoring the girl's sweet saliva for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

He took out Edith's amber necklace, quietly summoned the information panel, and wanted to see the details.

The next moment, the transmigrator's pupils suddenly contracted, but then quickly returned to calm.

That night, Edith slept soundly, without nightmares or pleasant dreams; while Trier spent the night in the military camp drawing a large number of magic circles, and then fell asleep within the magic circles, having a dream that was blue and tinged with the smell of blood.

P.S.: First update! Three updates today!

Chapter 225 Fusada (Part 1)

Campsite on the northern outskirts of Erlav, five minutes before Trier falls asleep.

The candles burned quietly, their dim light illuminating the dense array of ritual formations inside the tent. Trier, holding an amber necklace, sat quietly in the chair at the center of the ceremony.

"So, Master, you can find Losevie directly in your dreams using Edith's heirloom?" The semi-transparent spirit-binding priest stood in the shadows and asked softly, "Isn't that... too risky?"

“There are definitely risks, but they’re not great. I can wield near-demigod power in the dream world, and these ritual arrays will ensure that my image in the dream world is Edith.” Trier placed his palm on the blade of the dagger. “You don’t need to worry about anything else, just protect my body in the prime material plane.”

Noi nodded: "Don't worry."