Chapter 1424 - 605: Metamorphosis

Chapter 1424: Chapter 605: Metamorphosis

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At nine-thirty in the morning, the snow outside continued to fall heavily. The Empire is like this, around the Winter Festival, the whole country is basically snowy all day long, both in the deep Black Forest and the capital Brunswick.

Inside the Royal Hotel, on the top floor, in the large suite.

The room door was suddenly flung open, and a little boy ran in from the outside: "Mom! Mom!"

"..." The Empire Countess was lying on the bed, covered by a blanket, seemingly unresponsive to someone entering from outside.

"Mom!" Little Frederick ran in from outside, excitedly trotting a few steps, then jumped directly onto the bed, pressing his small body onto his mom: "Mom! Wake up! It’s already nine-thirty!"

"Hmm!" Under the weight of her son, Amelia barely opened her eyes, the Empire Countess’s face was full of a drunken blush, she looked completely unsleeping, and had no strength at all: "Frederick?"

"Get up! Mom, play with me!" The little boy was very excited: "It’s nine-thirty already!"

"Oh dear, Frederick, it’s a holiday, let mom sleep a little longer." Amelia said somewhat dismissively to her son, she was sleepy and looked very tired: "Go find dad to play, let mom rest a bit more."

"Dad went out!" Little Frederick was a bit upset, the little boy tugged at the blanket on his mom, shouting: "Dad went out early this morning with Aunt Surya, mom, get up and play with me!"

"What?! Your dad went out with Surya Sister... Aunt?" Amelia jolted as if bitten by a snake, unfortunately, her body was truly sore and weak, she had to continue lying, gritting her teeth, she pulled the blanket up again: "Be good, Frederick, go find Aunt Sylvia or Aunt Ollica, or go play with Devenshill? If you can’t, go find Uncle Wagner and have him take you to play with your godfather, mom is very tired, let mom sleep a bit more, okay?"

"Hmm, okay." Little Frederick didn’t understand why his mom looked so tired, but he was always obedient and sensible, hearing Amelia’s advice, little Frederick ran towards the large suite’s door.

At the door, Amelia’s two personal knights were already waiting, they were Rick Guard Wagner before and a member of the Nuer Iron Armor Army, Empire Captain Thomson.

"Uncle Wagner, Uncle Thomson, mom said to let me go play with my godfather!" Little Frederick excitedly ran out, also not forgetting to call for his brother Devenshill: "Devenshill, are you coming?"

"Yes." Little Devenshill nodded repeatedly.

Sylvia wanted to follow immediately, but Rick Guard Wagner indicated that there was no need for the Head Maid to labor to follow, because whether it’s Surya’s Servant Corps or Amelia’s Servant Corps, it’s already sufficient to handle, not to mention there’s also the Nuer Iron Armor Army and the Old Guard for protection.

This is Brunswick, the Empire’s capital, the center of the Old World Human Realm, the Empire’s heart, and the wealthy district. If danger could be encountered here, the Empire would have ended long ago.

Sylvia knew this, her status was indeed unsuitable for visiting the Imperial Palace, seeing this, she could only stop and sit inside the room.

The Head Maid suddenly found herself somewhat confused, as she had detached from her duties. At this moment, the young lady had gone out with her husband for a date and didn’t need her, Little Devenshill followed his brother, and staying inside the Royal Hotel didn’t require Sylvia for domestic chores or management activities.

She was truly a bit at a loss, this sudden detachment from her role felt not good, she looked around somewhat dazed.

The Dark Elf appeared in front of her.

Ollica’s charming face wore a faint smile, dressed as usual in a set of black and white maid winter outfit and white strap stockings, black velvet strap high heels, but outside draped in a gray cape: "Miss Sylvia?"

"You! What are you here for?" Sylvia instinctively felt some fear when seeing the Dark Elf appear in front of her.

"It’s just the two of us left now." Ollica smiled sweetly.

Sylvia suddenly reached for the knight’s sword by her side: "What are you up to?!"

"Oh dear, don’t be so excited!" The Dark Elf was even faster, swiftly drawing her butterfly dagger from her sleeve, just in an instant, two purple daggers traced arcs in the air.

If Sylvia’s speed was already fast, Ollica’s action speed could be described as invisible. The Head Maid’s hand had barely moved, and the dagger was already against her throat.

"You!" The Head Maid’s expression changed slightly, she had to stand up with the Dark Elf holding her.

"Let’s get along well!"

...This is the dividing line for getting along well...

Meanwhile, in the northern part of Brunswick, dock district, slums.

Duke of Musillon, Count Glamorgan, Baron Gene, Lake Fairy’s Divine Chosen Champion, "Pious" Laine came out early.

Liked riding pure-blood Elf Warhorses, aimlessly wandering around the dock workers’ district.