Cornelia, whose full name is Cornelia Harrington, is the second daughter of Grand Duke William and has a prominent position in the aristocratic circle of the Harrington Kingdom.

From a certain perspective, Cornelia even has the right to inherit the Kingdom of Harrington.

Although the succession rights are relatively low.

This is one of the fundamental reasons why she dared to call Valentina by her first name.

However, compared to Cornelia's noble status, she is most talked about for being a fanatical lover of mysticism.

I don’t know how many magicians have tried hard to become a disciple and get an official position.

However, these magicians don't know that Cornelia is a serious extraordinary person, or a double-ringed extraordinary person.

In a sense, they are nothing more than Cornelia's jesters to amuse her!

"God war?"

Vallentina raised her eyebrows when she suddenly heard this, and the unhappiness and anxiety in her heart were suppressed by a third.

There are gods in this world.

This is a generally accepted fact, but no one has ever seen God.

Even the miracles performed by major churches during the Holy Mass are often the work of extraordinary beings or even demigods.

The mythical existences that are higher up are almost invisible in life.

No wonder Cornelia was so reckless.

"It's hard to imagine, isn't it? It is said that the cause of all this is the dream merchant."

"Dream Merchant?"

"Speaking of this dream merchant, I bet you must know him."

But Nelia looked mysterious and wanted to give up, but in fact, her eyes were filled with eagerness.

Vallentina understood, grabbed Cornelia's arm, lowered her posture, and put on a pleading attitude: "Really? Then tell me quickly, tell me quickly!"

But Nelia was satisfied and lowered her voice: "This dream merchant is most likely Francis' black-eyed alien - Arthurs."

"What?" Vallentina was shocked.

"Shh-" Cornelia became anxious and quickly covered Valentina's mouth and whispered: "Don't yell, this is not what I said, it was Lambert who said it."

Vallentina's face was full of surprise and curiosity: "Navy Governor Lambert?"

Cornelia nodded: "Besides him, who else?"

"What's going on? Why is this Arthur related to the God War again?"

"Hey, it's a long story."

Cornelia let go of Valentina, threw off her wide lace sleeves, leaned against the carved table, assumed the posture of an aristocratic lady, and deliberately looked reserved.

"Oh, my good sister, just say it!"

"By the way, I think the ruby ​​Oriel sent me is a perfect match for you. How about I send the palace craftsman to make you a unique ruby ​​ring later?"

Vallentina came over with a smile, pinched her shoulders and tapped her legs, giving her enough face.

But Nelia had gained enough vanity, so she lowered her voice and spoke softly.

"Speaking of this dream merchant, no one actually knows that he is Arthurs."

"It is said that he appears in the form of a humanoid gray mist and calls himself a dream merchant. Rumor has it that he has everything in his hands, including more than a dozen extraordinary attributes!"

"Later, he built a floating castle in Egbert's dreamland and held a trade fair in it..."

Cornelia described it vividly.

I was amazed at the dream castle created by the dream merchant and the trading model he created. There was a lot of yearning in his words.

It's a pity that for a noble like her, going out of the country or out of the city is a big deal.

"Later, the demigod Terrence attacked him. No one expected that the dream merchant suddenly transformed into a huge bull-body god, pierced the dream land, attacked the storm god, and finally triggered a war between gods."

But Nelia didn't describe the specific divine battle because she didn't know about it and didn't bother to brag about it.

But even so, when Vallentina heard this, she was still in an unspeakable shock, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.

"Then why is this dream merchant Arthurs again?"

"Because Lambert saw him in the sea of ​​collective consciousness. It is said that countless flaming flesh and blood chased behind him and escaped into his body."

When Nelia said this, she said seriously: "Do you still remember the rumor that Arthurs killed the white worm?"

Valentina was startled and immediately understood what Cornelia wanted to express.

Sure enough, she continued: "My father said that the church suspected that Arthur might have become a pawn of a certain god."

'Your father's guess is correct, Arthurs is the beloved of true people.'

Valentina couldn't help but replied in her heart, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Is it any wonder that real people didn’t answer her prayers?

I'm afraid you're dealing with the storm god, right?

"Did your father tell you this?" Vallentina asked seemingly unintentionally.

As the first heir to the Harrington Kingdom, she was too familiar with some operations. She was very worried that what Nelia shared was a deliberate leak by some people.

Yes, she is no longer worried about the Harrington Kingdom or even the Dawn Cult knowing her secrets all the time.

The biggest reason why she can still deal with it indifferently now is not that she has an extraordinary temperament, but that her true nature is around real people.

——The last inheritance left to her by her mother has always been protecting her.

"How could he tell me this? I was eavesdropping." Cornelia rolled her eyes, but then said casually: "However, I guess he also knew that I was eavesdropping. What is really important is whether he

We’ll talk in the hall.”

Valentina nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

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…

Time goes back a quarter of an hour.

"Aren't you worried that Qianjin will leak this matter?"

In the living room of Archduke William's residence, Navy Governor Lambert glanced at the back of the hall covered by a screen and couldn't help but remind him.

"It's the secretiveness that will cause trouble! She is curious, but I feel at ease about what to say and what not to say."

After Archduke William finished speaking casually, he returned to the topic: "You came to me just to tell me this matter, right?"

"Of course not!" Lambert shook his head: "Your caravans are all over the Aztecs, and you must know the place very well. I want to know all the information about the Aztecs."

Archduke William narrowed his eyes: "What does the church mean?"

"No, it's just my personal opinion."

"Including routes?"

Lambert shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in these things. I just want to know what is so special about Aztec that can attract the attention of dream merchants."

Archduke William pondered for a moment and nodded: "No problem, just give me a day."

Lambert stood up and gave the dawn salute: "May the Lord be with you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After walking out of Archduke William's residence, Lambert got on his horse. Before leaving, he subconsciously glanced at Archduke William's residence, his eyes twinkling.

Could the chess player of Arthurs be the great God of Dawn?
Chapter completed!