Chapter 1 The Prince and Princess's Honeymoon Journey

The heat of the Prince and Princess's wedding gradually dissipated, and the sunny days that had lasted for several days in Lindon were also gone.

In the early morning, fog filled the entire city of Lindon again.

At the entrance of Rose Manor, a thick mist hung in the air, and a uniquely shaped steam locomotive was parked by the roadside. Servants were carrying large pieces of luggage and loading them onto the train, indicating a long journey ahead.

Before long, Yekaterina, dressed in a long black dress, walked out of the manor with Suren on her arm. The two intimately entered the carriage.

In the distance, a reporter waiting at the street corner captured the scene of the two getting into the car.

The plan for their honeymoon trip was to travel south by land, touring the scenery along the southern coast of Ruying, eventually arriving in the Kingdom of Regalia in the south.

Prince Fik and Princess Yekaterina were going to inspect their territory.

Ruying did not restrict the modification of locomotives, and noble families almost all had their own mechanics, so there were many strange locomotives with unique styles. This was a modified steam-powered RV, with the interior and exterior designed by Yekaterina herself, and given a poetic name—"Sunflower Windmill Castle."

Calling it a car, it was more like a mobile magical mechanical castle.

In addition to the wheels and tracks, there were several strangely shaped mechanical arms. This allowed it to cope with various road conditions, and even where there were no roads, it could carry its owners to see the most beautiful and inaccessible scenery.

Its interior space was spacious like a train carriage, with enough room for seven or eight people. The interior was as luxuriously decorated as ever, with all kinds of utensils extremely extravagant. There were also many magic-powered devices, giving this mobile castle a more comfortable living experience.

Two maids were preparing refreshments, while Suren and Yekaterina sat opposite each other at a small table by the glass window, each leisurely reading a book.

Although they were traveling, the two were no different from being in the study of their residence.

However, the "books" in their hands were very special.

Yekaterina's slender hands were wrapped in a layer of fluorescent energy, and she held a novel overflowing with cursed characteristics, naturally "Netherworld."

After opening it a few days ago, she found some extraordinary insights that were highly compatible with her profession, so she had been reading it these days.

And in Suren's hand was a simple and unadorned book surrounded by black gas, which was the "Isaac's Alchemy Manuscript" collected by the Regalia family.

For some reason, he only got this notebook last night.

Mr. Mirror had said before that her father had the idea of using a dragon to refine a kind of implant, which might be recorded in a certain manuscript.

Suren didn't expect that it happened to be this volume collected by Regalia.

After flipping through it for a while, he finally saw the last page.

He rubbed his brow, closed the book, and sighed in his heart, "The material requirements for this [Isaac's Dragon纹 Golden Body] implant are really outrageous, actually requiring the sacrifice and refining of an entire dragon..."

Just now, he had roughly read the contents of this notebook, and while marveling, he also felt a little overwhelmed.

Sir Isaac's idea of designing this implant was indeed extraordinary, even arguably bizarre.

The alchemical demigod wrote the following passage in the notebook: "Dragons are the only magical creatures in the low-level planes that possess complete high-level race bloodlines. They are the most perfect cursed materials I have ever seen. They possess unbelievably perfect physical and magical resistance. After research, I discovered that the dual resistance originates from a natural dragonic runic language, which I call [Divine Dragon纹]. This is a perfect rune, almost like a 'primordial rune,' containing the power of the original law. Moreover, according to mythological legends, the dragon纹 in the low-level plane can grow into divine-level dragon纹, which means that the basic runic language combination that constructs the dragon纹 is 'perfect'..."

Suren also knew that there were quality differences in the runic system in the field of alchemy: d, C, B, A, representing the degree of perfection of the rune.

And Sir Isaac's evaluation was that the dragon纹 was an sss+ perfect evaluation.

Sir Isaac's idea was to refine the "dragon纹" into an implant and give it to alchemists, so that humans could, to some extent, possess a body as invincible and powerful as a dragon.

Suren had roughly understood it.

The dragon's runic flesh...

This was very likely the origin of the "Rune Warlock lineage" among alchemists.

Even the super-order runes he had studied in Pandora's body, which he couldn't understand, were likely dragon纹.

However, not to mention the difficulty of refining and the harshness of the fusion conditions.

Just looking at the main material, which was a dragon (the higher the rank, the better), Suren felt very pained.

If it were some scraps of the dragon clan, perhaps they could be found in certain ancient ruins or cursed spaces.

But a whole one was simply impossible.

No wonder the Regalia family had collected this manuscript for many years without much use, because no one could find the main material at all.

......

The knowledge recorded in this alchemical manuscript was profound and high-end. After Suren roughly read it, too much information poured into his mind, consuming a lot of energy.

His action of rubbing his brow was seen by Martina, who was preparing refreshments nearby.

She came over very discerningly, leaned behind the chair, and used professional massage techniques to help Suren relieve his fatigue.

Suren rested his head in a gentle touch, immediately feeling the coolness of her fingertips on his temples. He smiled slightly, "Thank you."

After a few days of getting along day and night, the maids were very familiar with Suren and regarded him as the male master, serving him very attentively.

This made Suren somewhat accustomed to such attentive service.

Martina smiled charmingly, "You're too polite, sir."

The suspension of the RV was very cleverly modified, and the bumps were very slight.

The atmosphere in the carriage was very warm, the tea water "woo woo" boiling, and a fragrance permeated the carriage.

Suren looked at the scenery passing quickly outside the car window and found that they were traveling along the north bank of the Lockwarden River. They would leave Lindon and go south along this road.

After watching the street scene for a while, he retracted his gaze and happened to see Yekaterina, who was focused on reading opposite him.

His eyes lingered for a moment.

After a few days of getting along day and night, the two were quite familiar with each other.

It had to be admitted that Yekaterina was truly outstanding and had an effort that ordinary people could not match.

Suren himself had struggled from the bottom, and not working hard to become stronger could easily lead to death.

But Yekaterina was different.

She already had a family background that could provide her with a worry-free life for several lifetimes, so this effort was very commendable.

After living together for a few days, Suren learned how busy she was every day. Intelligence reports from the Military Intelligence Agency, various political affairs feedback from the Lance family... There were mountains of data to be processed.

She also had to spend time improving herself and occasionally read some collections of poetry.

She was almost always in a state of being serious, focused, and efficient.

It was as if every minute and every second was planned.

Yekaterina never avoided Suren when dealing with this information.

Although he really had no interest in it.

But after seeing those far-sighted plans, Suren gradually recognized that under the gentle and beautiful appearance of this noble lady, there was also a "great ambition" with a heart for great aspirations.

The more he understood, the more he felt a sense of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

The feeling she once gave him was very unfamiliar.

But now, Suren could gradually understand that under her deep and indifferent temperament, she carried too many ideals.

Her ideal included both the light poetry and distant places, and the heavy rise and fall of civilization.

Katyusha was her, but she was not just Katyusha.

Perhaps his gaze lingered for a moment, and Yekaterina noticed it. She looked up at him and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

As she spoke, her gaze returned to the lines of the novel.

"Nothing."

Suren retracted his gaze and, looking down for a moment, saw her bare shoulders and suddenly thought of something. He asked curiously, "I was just suddenly thinking, why did you bite me in the Emerald Forest last time?"

The two were living together day and night, and there was no need to avoid any topics. He blurted out what he thought of.

When Yekaterina heard this, she did not raise her eyes, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised in an indifferent arc. "It's okay if you forgot. When you remember it, you'll know you deserved to be bitten."

"..."

Suren listened helplessly and did not pursue the question.

He just always felt that the missing memory seemed to be very important.

At this moment, Leona, the maid who had been guarding the communicator, suddenly came over, obviously with something to report.

Yekaterina raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Leona immediately said, "Miss, Military Intelligence Division Two has confirmed the whereabouts of William Regalia. He left the city in advance, and someone just saw him in Yorkshire. The staff department estimates that he should be ambushing us near Walton City."

Yekaterina was not surprised at all and said faintly, "Oh."

After thinking for a while, she looked at Suren and asked, "According to this speed, we should arrive in Walton City tonight. Should we start preparing?"

Suren nodded in agreement, "Yes. It's about the same as expected. Let's act according to plan."

Yekaterina, hearing Suren's words, obviously understood and beckoned Leona to say, "Notify the Lindon gangs to distribute the special medicine for the Red Death now. Be sure to distribute all the medicine before tonight!"

Leona: "Yes, Miss."

Suren listened in silence but knew very well why distributing the medicine was related to this assassination.

The whereabouts of that young master William were almost entirely under the control of the Military Intelligence Agency. Whether to defend or kill him was not difficult at all.

But obviously, there was something else, a deeper plan, in the plans of the two.

After Suren obtained the intelligence of "Undead Monk" Rasputin, he carefully analyzed the causes and consequences and discovered that this assassination was not as simple as a contract killing on the surface.

From the relevant clues and the information he had, he deduced a highly logical hypothesis.

That was that the demon monk might be a crucial figure in the collusion between the "Giant Hermit Society" and the Bonaparte royal family!

In this way, the action of this assassination became even more subtle.

Suren and Yekaterina both had extraordinary strategies. After a joint discussion, they decided to do something big!

But what could be said was only William's part.

The other... could not be said.

Because directly calling out names and directional planning would be sensed by certain gods.

They could only rely on tacit understanding to communicate.

The only thing that was certain was that once the special medicine for the Red Death appeared in Lindon, it would be the beginning of the final battle.

......

Listening to the intelligence, Suren thought of some things in his mind.

If it was really as he expected, once William's assassination began, there would inevitably be a world-shattering war, extremely dangerous.

Even Suren himself could not guarantee absolute safety.

His pupils dilated as he thought about all the details. Then, focusing again, his gaze unconsciously fell on Yekaterina's fair and delicate neck. She was wearing a casual low-cut princess dress today, and at this angle, he could just see a patch of white and a deep cleavage.

Yekaterina obviously noticed his gaze, glared at him, but ignored him.

Suren obviously did not want that beautiful scenery, but thought of something.

At this time, he took out a very exquisite rose gold necklace inlaid with sapphires and placed it on the table. He was about to say, "This..."

Seeing the necklace, Yekaterina seemed suddenly interested but also slightly surprised. She asked directly, "Is this for me?"

"Yes."

Suren nodded and explained seriously, "This necklace has spatial coordinates drawn on it. If you wear it, I can sense the coordinates in case something happens, and we can take care of each other."

At the end, he added, "Of course, if you think it's necessary."

Hearing this explanation, Yekaterina raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, with a non-smiling expression, "Oh?"

After a pause, she thought of something again and muttered to herself in a slightly strange tone, "I've received many gifts since I was a child. But this is the first time I've received such a gift."

She was thinking in her heart that it was so casual.

Although she didn't care, it was also the first time she had encountered someone giving her a gift like this.

This was also a piece of jewelry brought out from the Sea Ruins, which was very valuable in itself and had an excellent appearance.

But it was too simple.

It didn't even have a gift box.

The person who gave it was also casual.

It was like handing over a gun: Here, take it for self-defense.

The intention was full,

But it really didn't give people any expectation of receiving a romantic gift like a necklace.

Seeing that Yekaterina did not reach out to take the necklace at all, Suren felt a hint of doubt in his heart: Did she not want it?

Oh, with her strength, she really didn't need it.

The atmosphere was just starting to feel a little awkward, but unexpectedly, it suddenly reversed.

Yekaterina reached out and gently stroked the necklace on the table, as if she liked it very much, and praised, "It's a very beautiful necklace."

"???"

Suren was wondering why she suddenly changed her attitude.

He saw Yekaterina looking at him again and smiling, "Can I ask Mr. Suren to help me put it on?"

Suren was slightly stunned when he heard this.

So she had accepted it.

But why did she want me to help put it on? Isn't this Jessica's job?

Hearing the conversation between the two, the maids nearby covered their mouths and giggled, without any intention of coming up to help.

"Of course."

Suren didn't think much, stood up, took the necklace, and walked to the opposite side of the table, behind Yekaterina. Then he helped her put the necklace on her slender neck.

At this time, the maid also brought a mirror.

Yekaterina admired herself and the necklace in the mirror, and then looked at Suren behind her, her eyebrows curved, "It really looks good."

......

The steam mobile castle drove away from Lindon all the way. After leaving the city, the smell of coal smoke gradually disappeared.

Walking to the distant suburbs, one could already see the blue sky.

Although the road conditions were not very good, it did not affect the passage of the steam castle.

The degree of industrialization in Ruying was very low. After leaving Lindon, what one saw was almost all primitive farming.

Castle villages, country paths, blue sky and white clouds, birds and flowers, deer... The scenery was good all the way.

Occasionally passing through villages, it would attract curious children to point and point, knowing that this was a great nobleman from Lindon.

Driving to the suburbs, the mobile castle also opened the mechanical roof, and the top became a transparent glass room. People in the car could feel the fresh wind in the car and also enjoy the scenery along the way.

Suren was also the first time to appreciate such leisurely scenery.

He and Yekaterina were really like a newly married couple on their honeymoon, stopping and going along the way.

When they encountered a hillside full of wildflowers, they could spread a mat on the grass and have a leisurely picnic.

Then take photos and record the little things about their trip.

For a moment, Suren felt like he was in a romantic trip that he could take anytime.

......

In the evening, the sky was full of red clouds.

In the dark cyan sky, one could already see a large bright moon and twinkling stars.

On the horizon, a strangely shaped mechanical castle was driving slowly. It was already a hundred kilometers away from Lindon, and it was only a dozen kilometers away from "Walton City."

The night was quiet.

There was the chirping of insects in the roadside grass. In the forest, the faint green eyes of magical beasts, not knowing whether they were wolves or something else, were examining this slowly passing steel monster.

Orange-red lights were lit in the mobile castle, and the maids prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Suren and Yekaterina were enjoying dinner.

The life of the upper nobility was exquisite to the extreme. Even the meals during the trip were extremely rich, with appetizers, main courses, desserts, and red wine.

The two ate, chatting about unimportant topics, and occasionally looking at the starry sky.

It seemed that they were completely unaware that on the distant hillside, a cloaked man hidden in the darkness was holding a telescope and gritting his teeth as he watched this warm scene. His bloodshot eyes were already full of twisted jealousy.

......

Suddenly, the castle stopped.

The driver in the cockpit suddenly shouted anxiously: "Miss, a body was found by the side of the road!"

Suren and Yekaterina looked at each other and immediately knew that young master William had made his move.

Knowing that it was an assassination, there was no need for bodyguards to sacrifice their lives in vain for this level of battle. Suren stood up and said directly, "You wait here, I'll go down and take a look."

"Yes."

Yekaterina nodded calmly.

While speaking, she was playing with a few beautiful small meteorites in her hand.

Suren greeted her, took his black umbrella, and teleported outside the car.

He saw a body dressed as a farmer on the ground. Identification showed that it was a [Voodoo Cursed Body].

Suren frowned slightly.

There seemed to be a small village on the hillside not far away, but his perception no longer detected the soul fluctuations of living people.

Just as he teleported out of the car, the black crow on his shoulder gently cried out, issuing a warning.

Suren's pupils shrank slightly. He immediately knew that someone was attacking: "Here it comes!"