Chapter 214

"How to take her, just kidnap her and fight our way out?" Tang Luo said.

"Of course not!" Ouliana said, she needed a more "gentle" method.

Forcibly taking Vivian, Ouliana felt Master Jingzi should be able to do that—but then the commotion would really be too great.

The king would also, to uphold honor, pursue Tang Luo relentlessly without regard for anything.

What Ouliana needed was not a country scarred and wounded from pursuing Master Jingzi.

And if another person were chosen, probably even the palace couldn't be left.

Even Ouliana herself couldn't possibly manage to take Vivian and fight her way out of the palace.

She could personally take Vivian out of the palace, let her disappear—and then she herself would pay enough for it, even if she escaped, she would never again be able to lay hands on Taosente.

In Ouliana's mind, the best plan was to make Vivian's "disappearance" become a secret scandal within the royal family.

For example, eloping after having an affair with the swordsmanship instructor.

For the honor of the royal family, this matter would ultimately only become the princess Vivian dying of a sudden illness.

One could also remove oneself from the situation, unaffected, perfect!

As for the accompanying indirect responsibility, at most it would be the king's anger. Ouliana could still bear it; if she didn't even have this much ability, what right did she have to lay hands on Taosente, to become Taosente's true queen?

Even if the king found out that all this was Ouliana secretly manipulating, it wouldn't be particularly serious.

She would inevitably seize the power from the king's hands.

The undercurrents between them had already gradually begun a year ago.

The squabbles among royal family members, as long as they don't leak to the outside, with insiders closing doors, whatever they become doesn't matter.

Just needing a fig leaf would be enough.

Ouliana explained her plan to Tang Luo.

Hope to take Vivian away without gods or ghosts knowing, preferably also letting a few people know, like the guards or such.

This way, the elopement could be substantiated.

"Abduct a little girl?" Tang Luo said, "This goes against my principles."

"I already told you the formula." Ouliana said, implying she hoped Tang Luo would keep his promise.

"Dealing with Snow White Vivian as a stumbling block and abducting a little girl are different." Tang Luo said, "Actually, I can silently make that little girl disappear."

"No!"

Ouliana firmly refused, "This isn't enough!"

If before this, someone had suggested letting Vivian disappear silently, Ouliana would probably have laughed out loud.

But facing such a powerful and strange Master Jingzi, Ouliana obviously had other ideas.

How to put it, anyway now she's thrown caution to the wind, might as well clearly state her conditions, it's all the same.

"I want that little wretch to be punished." Saying this, Ouliana's face showed obvious jealousy.

"Oh? Is it because of jealousy?" Tang Luo asked.

At first he thought Ouliana wanted to deal with Princess Vivian Vivian for convenience in seizing power.

After all, a princess with astonishing charm could still cause some ripples.

But now it seems, not only because she's greedy for power, the jealousy factor is also extremely important.

Fifty-fifty? Forty-sixty?

Tang Luo didn't know, this seemed more like greed and jealousy mixed together, not something that could be simply quantified.

"Yes!" Ouliana openly admitted without hesitation, "So please take her away, do whatever you want to her!"

Vivian, despite her astonishing charm, was merely an inexperienced little girl.

The princess's identity made her charm a great bonus, like the most brilliant and dazzling pearl on a crown.

But if she lost this identity, the situation would be completely different, becoming like an innocent man who incurs guilt by holding a jade.

"Well, but it still goes against my principles." Tang Luo said, "So, I need extra pay."

"You drank my thirteen-year stock!" Ouliana couldn't hold back.

"Then add another two years, fifteen years total." Tang Luo said, "Whenever you give it to me, that's when I'll act."

"Good! At the latest, half a year."

Ouliana agreed, the two-year amount, she could be a little "luxurious," one or two months would still be manageable.

But she still had to guarantee her own share, time would be extended a bit more.

At most four months' time, it could be settled, less than half a year, Ouliana could accept.

"Three months then." Tang Luo said lazily, for this mission world, he was still quite interested.

Extending the mission time, wandering around to see things is also not a bad choice.

But he needed to give Ouliana some pressure, pressure brings motivation.

"I'll try my best." Ouliana didn't say she'd die trying.

The two thus reached this dirty deal.

Tang Luo became the biggest winner, Ouliana's words, actually she was quite losing.

But seeing her quite pleased state, one knows this greedy woman's jealousy toward Vivian, just fantasizing about Vivian's future fate brings enough joy to "compensate" her loss.

The next day, Tang Luo wandered around Taosente's capital.

He confirmed Taosente's residents, at least in the capital, most are ordinary people.

But many have trained traces, their builds quite tall and strong, belonging to the type who, after putting down their work, picking up cold weapons and training a few days can serve as soldiers.

The number of true professional soldiers in all of Taosente is not large.

But when necessary, just the capital can pull out tens of thousands of troops—the constraining condition is rather insufficient weapon and equipment numbers.

Ouliana's demonstrated strength, before the army, is not enough to look at.

It's no wonder that, as a female sorceress, she would also scheme slowly, and she was extremely greedy for the position of ruler of Tortosa.

Time passed, and it was once again the days when Robert taught class and Tang Luo loafed around, shirking his duties.

He arrived at the training ground, timing his arrival precisely.

Tang Luo, however, did not see Robert; instead, he saw the furious Prince Charles, and beside him, a worried little princess Vivian, her cheeks puffed out as she ate something.

Quite interesting.

The Snow White princess's figure was undoubtedly slender, but after two encounters, Tang Luo discovered she loved to eat and could eat a lot.

During breaks in training, she would constantly stuff small pastries or similar snacks into her mouth, eating like a little hamster, looking especially adorable.

Seeing Tang Luo approach, Prince Charles turned his head to one side, expressing his displeasure toward Tang Luo.

Without a doubt, his "expulsion plan" had already gone bankrupt.

Even if the king wished to indulge his son, the queen would stop this little brat.

"Where is Robert? Beautiful little princess." Tang Luo ignored the huffing little brat and looked at Vivian as he asked.

Vivian, while eating something, mumbled unclearly: "Teacher Robert took the day off today."

Then she realized this seemed somewhat disrespectful to the "Xuanzang Teacher" before her, quickly swallowed, and forced out a smile.

"Taking the day off, huh." Tang Luo said, "Then today, I shall be the one to teach you?"

"You don't understand swordsmanship at all!" Prince Charles shouted.

Vivian looked worriedly at her brother, wanting to persuade him but not knowing where to begin.

"I remember I demonstrated my Lonely Nine Swords for you." Tang Luo said with a smile.

"That's not swordsmanship at all!" Charles flushed red, feeling he had been mocked, very angry, extremely angry.

In contrast, Vivian, who had no interest in swordsmanship at all, didn't care about this matter.

"How about this?" Tang Luo said with a smile, "Little Prince, you can freely find anyone—any sword master, sword saint, sword god, whoever. As long as someone defeats my Lonely Nine Swords, I will immediately leave the palace—how about that?"

"Really?" Charles blinked, then immediately pressed further.

"Of course it's true." Tang Luo said, "You can post a notice: anything like, 'Whoever defeats the court swordsmaster Mirror Master Xuanzang's Lonely Nine Swords will receive a reward of one hundred thousand,' or something similar."

One Robert wasn't enough; adding this angry little prince should be able to draw over other divine and demonic wanderers.

With opposing faction missions, Tang Luo looked forward to encountering some opponents, so he could convert them.

"Good!" The little prince agreed outright, "You won't regret it."

"No, and besides, little prince, you should make a big fuss about this—just happen to hold a World's Number One Swordsmanship Tournament, what do you think?" Tang Luo further suggested, "If I lose any match, I will likewise not remain as the court swordsmaster."

A strange light flashed in the little prince's eyes.

He had already gauged the idea; after training ended, he would certainly pester his father to get his agreement.

"It seems the prince has agreed." Tang Luo said, "Then, today, we'll end here."

"Huh, teacher, class hasn't even started yet today." Vivian reminded him.

"Free activity, do whatever you want here." Tang Luo walked to his own recliner and lay down, "I'm here to pass the time—I mean, if you want to learn my Lonely Nine Swords, you can't be bound by those swordsmanship forms; you must freely express yourself."

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Hearing Tang Luo's words, Vivian and Charles were both left speechless.

The difference was, after being speechless, Vivian happily ran to one side and began eating the snacks prepared by the maid.

Charles, meanwhile, casually picked up a wooden sword and chopped fiercely, venting his anger.

Tang Luo's behavior of taking money without doing anything made him furious again.

So easily angered at just ten or twelve years old—he might as well become a tyrant?

I feel Tortosa is somewhat tragic; the heir to the throne is either a tyrant or a female sorceress with a slightly twisted psyche.

In contrast, the little princess Vivian is comparatively more suitable as heir.

But don't overeat and overdrink at important occasions.

Tang Luo suddenly developed an interest—or rather, sympathy—for the king he had never met.

Do you know how miserable you are yourself?

From what Tanguo learned during his one-day tour of the capital yesterday, Tortosa's king Rudolf is still quite a decent ruler.

But he also has no particularly outstanding achievements; in the history books, he should be that kind of unremarkable, barely mentioned mediocre figure.

While Tang Luo sympathized with Rudolf.

The absent Robert also received a visitor at home.