The arrogant thoughts flashing through her mind made Valentina's whole body tremble uncontrollably.

But when she thought of the pain of twenty years, her desperate eyes suddenly became firm, and the burning hatred ignited her soul!

"What should I do? Great man of truth!"

"What do you think we should do?" Ning Xiuyuan was surprised by Vallentina's sudden change of attitude.

Valentina was silent.

After a long time, she said hoarsely:

"Luke's coronation as king is a provocation to ethics and morality, and it is a cholera to the normal order!"

"Bessemer takes this as a ritual and must bear the price of the ritual!"

"He is provoking the entire Harrington Kingdom!"

"The eldest sons of those nobles must have seen the consequences of Luke's succession."

"For their own title, no matter what, they must support me and regain the throne!"

"When order is restored to chaos, that's the day when the Bessemer Angel Ceremony gets out of control."

"Even if I can't succeed to the throne, I will pull the Bessemer Angel off the altar and make him fall into endless hell."

Vallentina explained with blood in her eyes.

This is a mortal drawing his sword against an angel!

The moment she drew the blade, she had surpassed herself.

"Congratulations, you discovered God's weakness."

Ning Xiuyuan smiled!

This is the value of Valentina sitting on the throne.

"Um?"

Valentina was stunned.

God's weakness?

Wasn't she talking about the Bessemer Angel?

As her thoughts flowed, her eyes suddenly widened and her pupils trembled.

The thoughts that flashed through my mind were as arrogant as an angel drawing his sword, and could not be matched by the rampant wantonness!!!

She was horrified to discover that all her previous guesses about the real person were wrong.

His purpose may not be some extraordinary ritual at all.

He wants:

--Killing God!!!

The white worm is her touchstone;

The Angel of Bessemer is her advanced test;

The God of Dawn is...

Those blasphemous thoughts and tainted wild thoughts made Valentina dare not think about it anymore.

But the more repressed the thoughts that violate the forbidden area of ​​​​faith, the more surly, unbridled, and public they become.

Endless thoughts raged and roared in her mind.

It disturbed her soul.

At this moment, she even suspected that the greatest legacy left to her by her mother, "Twin brothers, two bodies and one soul", was the layout of a real person!

The gray line of grass and snakes spreads for thousands of miles.

"My master, I will always be the sharp sword in your hand."

Vallentina clenched her fists to her chest and bent down.

"Your sword has already revealed its glory! Remember, even if you regain your memory, you must be careful."

Regaining memories?

Valentina was at a loss.

Before she could ask any questions, her vision suddenly went dark.

When she woke up again, she had returned to her secondary body.

"Asleep, are you worried too much?"

Valentina woke up from the soft couch, looked at the clock on the wall pointing to tea time, and smiled to herself.

She didn't expect that the first time she slept lazily for an entire afternoon would be the day Luke was crowned king?

However, this sleep did make her feel much more comfortable.

Looking back on the day's events, she was almost completely confused.

She sat up from the soft couch, drooped her head, and fell into deep thought.

Now she has betrayed everyone.

She could commit suicide and return to the subject, but this would undoubtedly give the real person the impression of being cowardly and incompetent.

Her body can die.

But never die by suicide.

The real person has not recalled her, which means she is still useful.

But what’s the next step?

Are you really going to sacrifice your face and snatch the title from your matrilineal family?

Valentina's eyes were blank.

After a long while, she took a deep breath. She was the princess of the Kingdom of Harrington, the beloved of a great true man. How could she be like a wild dog, snatching the title of her matrilineal family?

"Nitya!"

Valentina shouted.

"Squeak——"

The door opened and her maid ran in loyally.

"your Highness!"

"Groom me!"

"Yes, Your Highness Princess!"

The maid Nidia clapped her hands, and a group of maids filed in carrying toiletries.

Valentina left the soft couch and sat down in front of the dressing table. She let the servant wait on her and her thoughts began to wander.

"Prepare the car and go to Christie's Church."

"Prepare a check for 10 million Assi!"

After finishing dressing up, Valentina gave instructions and walked out.

Abe is too big.

The Abbey Cathedral alone cannot meet the religious needs of the whole city.

Therefore, there are branch churches in each district.

Christie's Church is the Queens Cathedral and a cathedral exclusively for the powerful.

This church is not as large as the Abbey.

But the luxury of decoration is no less than that of Abbey.

When Valentina arrived, it was as quiet as night!

Even the ladies who used to like to compare themselves with each other and donate money were nowhere to be found.

'Is this trying to curry favor with the new king?'

Vallentina laughed at herself and couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace. She could already imagine what kind of wine pool and meat forest would be in that majestic palace!

"Squeak——"

Valentina pushed open the church door and went straight to the front row of the prayer mat.

She sat down closest to the pulpit, put her hands on her chin, and prayed devoutly.

After praying, she took out the check prepared by the servant, walked to the donation box, put the check into it, and then turned and left.

She knew that this scene must be in the eyes of the priest of Dawn Church.

At present, she has been separated from her relatives and can only rely on the protection of the church.
To be continued...