The lords, knights and troops who came to the capital increased day by day. The day before the ceremony was scheduled, the size of the troops gathered around the capital had reached 30,000.

The Duke of Brittany was busy. In addition to all aspects of the preparation ceremony, he also had to appease the nobles from time to time. No matter who he saw, the first thing he did when he saw the Duke of Brittany was to ask why he had to convert to the Abrahamic religion. When the nobles came one after another, he had to explain one after another. The same words were the most common, and he said eighty-three times a day.

It was the day before he was baptized, and after most of the preparations were finalized, he realized that the group of demons who had attacked the military camp had been out of news for a long time.

The little maid squatted on the ground and washed his feet with hot water and towel. During this period, she asked intentionally or unintentionally: "I heard that it is clear that you, Duke, you and your group are going to take a bath at the beach?"

"It's not about taking a bath, it's about being baptized. This is a ceremony to join the Abrahamic religion." The Duke patiently explained, "The priests of Abraham believed that through this ceremony, the original sin of people can be washed away."

"The knights and soldiers all ran to the river, took off their armor, and removed their weapons." The little maid said while twisting water on the towel, "If it were me, I would definitely take this opportunity to steal the former princess of Navarra."

"You are worried again...what did you say just now?" The Duke of Brittany suddenly stood up from his chair, "Are you reminding me... to strengthen the guards of the official residence that day?"

"On the contrary, the garrison team should be reduced on that day. If the garrison is too strict, they might not come to grab the former princess of Navarra."

The Duke of Brittany was confused: "Isn't that right?"

"It's not good at all. If they want to steal people, no matter how long they wait, they will look for opportunities. Even if they don't come to steal tomorrow, they will come to steal the day after tomorrow." The little maid raised her head and stared at the Duke of Brittany. "Duke, you said that the one who wants to steal the princess is a group of very powerful demons? Tomorrow, there will be 30,000 soldiers, hundreds of knights, and three magicians of the Tianfang Empire in the capital. If they don't emerge tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, they will come to steal people again. Then, what are you going to use to deal with this group of demons?"

The Duke of Brittany was shocked by these words. After a moment, he began to nod: "That's right... you're right."

"Tomorrow, I will keep guarding the former Princess Navarra. If anything goes wrong, I will come to report the message as soon as possible." The little maid continued, "I hope I will not be stopped by your guards, Duke, by then."

"No, there are soldiers who specialize in command, riding horses, and they walk faster than you..."

"Then arrange a carriage for me." The little maid insisted, "The soldiers might all be killed. And I am just a maid, and the probability of survival is higher."

This sentence was a bit far-fetched. But the Duke nodded in agreement. After all, it was irrelevant to who was here to report the message. The maid seemed to want to show herself. The advice she gave today was very good. As a reward, she should also give her such a chance.

So, the day of baptism came.

Early in the morning, the Duke of Brittany left the residence with a group of people, and then the guards of the residence became unprecedentedly relaxed. Except for the symbolic guards at the door, all the places where soldiers could usually be seen patrolling were empty.

After breakfast and washing clothes, the little maid came to the courtyard. The sun was not high, warm and comfortable. She sat in the courtyard and fiddled with the flowers and plants. Usually, this action alone would be scolded by the gardener, but the gardener went out today - for the servants in the residence, the duke and the knights went out together, which meant that today was a rare leisure holiday.

She pulled up a flower, picked its leaves first, and then removed its petals one by one, and then turned it bare, and then began to peel off its stems until it was pulled into threads. Then, she pulled up a new flower, picked its petals again, and separated its stems and leaves.

It was almost noon, and a commotion came from the door. Screams and weapons collided. The soldiers rushed towards the door, and the servants at the door began to flee inward. The little maid sighed and clapped her hands to stand up. At her feet, there were already fallen flowers and leaves.

The Count of Ile de France, carrying a red knife and a white bow, and three of them covered their faces, covered their cloaks, and feathered jewelry, rushed into the courtyard. When they arrived in front of the little maid, their bodies were covered with blood.

"There's a lot of noise." The little maid complained, "In this way, the soldiers on duty outside the official residence will soon be surrounded."

"It doesn't matter as long as you're not surrounded." The Count of Ile-de-France used his sword to hold the little maid's neck, "Where is Princess Navarra? Lead the way in front immediately."

The little maid knew that this action was to prevent her from being suspected, so she deliberately showed it to the others in the residence. She cooperated to lead the way in front and took them all the way to Princess Navarra's room.

From outside the door, it was a very luxurious room. But as soon as the door was opened, a foul smell flew out with a few flies. The filthy things on the ground were even more messy than the thatched cottage, and Princess Navarra was lying in these filthy and unconscious.

"What's wrong with her?" asked the Earl of Ile-de-France. His shock and anger could be heard from his voice.

"It's nothing, I'm just sleeping." The little maid replied faintly, "The princess is used to sleeping in such an environment."

The Count of Ile de France walked in carefully and gently helped Princess Navarra up. He called out a few times, but the princess did not respond. She grabbed her shoulder and shook it a few times, but with a "bang", something slid from Princess Navarra's palm to the ground. It was the scarecrow he taught Princess Navarra to be, with needles on it.

"Consul!" Bai Gong shouted by the window of the corridor, "more than a dozen soldiers have come from the south, so we'd better leave here quickly from the north gate."

"No, go to the south gate." The Count of Ile-de-France gritted his teeth and stood up, "I don't care about killing more soldiers today, and killing more nobles is OK."

Ignoring the dirt on Princess Navara's body, he hugged Princess Navara. When he passed by the little maid, he gave a wink and signaled her to follow her, but the little maid shook her head.

“My family is in Brittany, and I want to stay here.”

The Earl of France looked at the little maid with a bit of weird look. But he said nothing, and left with Princess Navarra on his back.

There were shouts of killing sounds in the courtyard again, and the corridor was empty, leaving only the little maid and the bandages wrapped around her eyes.

"It's not fair, it's not fair at all."

The little maid's face gradually turned blue.

"She is obviously not a princess anymore, why can she be protected like this? Is she miserable? She is just under house arrest, and some nobles took risks for her and were angry for her. My eyes were dug out... Why didn't anyone stand up and say a word for me?"
Chapter completed!