The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 193: I don’t have to prove myself.

The air tingled with nerves on the edge and tension as some people stepped up one by one, taking an oath on the staff. Alistair had been the first to go, he had taken the oath with a smile on his face. If the short mage was asked to die for Sigrid, he would take the sword personally and plunge it into his own heart.

Only three people did not take the oath in the end, Brent, Taylor and Rudkip.

"What? Are you three scared?" She asked in voice that held the slightest whiff of mockery.

Brent was standing in the middle, he stepped forward to speak on behalf of his friends. "We are former knights that have faced death on a battlefield, swearing an oath of loyalty on your golden staff is not what scares us. We just don’’t know if you are worthy to be our leader. When you came along, this organization had already been formed.

We have been doing a great job of running things without getting caught. You took over forcefully and involved us in struggles that are none of our business."

Sigrid leaned forward, she raised her hand to stop Brolin whose sword was in the midst of being unsheathed. "And what is your business?" she asked curiously.

Brent looked at his friends on by one before turning to Madame Francis. "We sell wine."

Sigrid snorted. "Wine!!"

Taylor nodded, "Yes, we sell wine just as your Thorin family stocks a lot of it. Wine and cheese I believe is what is kept in your cellars and attic. Oh...and coffee....you have the most beautiful glittering coffee I have ever seen."

He was hinting at her that he knew about the gold.

"Oh." Sigrid responded lazily.

The three men shared puzzled looks, they expected her to crack because they were aware of her secret.

minister...." Brent

blade was faster than the retired knight, a magical force

expressed surprised. The

not finished, she moved her hand around, using magic to twist the

called out to

retrieve the blade but he could not pull it out no matter how

find it funny

the blade sunk deeper into Brent’s abdomen. Blood spilled over his hands and those of Rudkip, it dripped to the ground

that the crown princess was like other nobles, desperate to keep her secret that she would hand over

she would be so bold to kill him in front

whore..." he

Sigrid’s loyal follower, she did not even bat an eye when she

begged, "Please, don’t kill him. We

said. He coughed three times, blood accompanied the cough. "A man’s knees should not kneel before

laughed. "I had no idea that I was

big possibility that they will turn

"Did they serve Emmah?"

to system calculations, if she meets them, the possibility of the four coming together

lies and these men that hated nobles believe in her. Emmah was still trying to preach the equality gospel, Sigrid had fired two maids from the Vale that

meant to conquer

thoughtfully, "Hmm, you were caught trespassing in my castle by my husband’s knights. They arrested you, gave you a beating and had you arrested. I am surprised to see you out of prison so soon. Weren’t you supposed to be locked up for a year

the prison