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"After fighting for him for decades, this is the first time I've ever seen His Majesty the Emperor in person! He's much more mature and composed than I imagined." Hans's eyes held a complex emotion when he mentioned the Emperor. How many years had he fought for the empire? Perhaps even he himself couldn't remember. Although he didn't care, the phrase "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" that he shouted during every charge was already deeply ingrained in his blood.

Amidst the shouts of battle, he saw off wave after wave of comrades. Of those who had stood with him in the city of Obira, only he and Pete remained. The thought of this brought tears to the old soldier's eyes.

"Uncle Hans, what's wrong? Your eyes look a little red." Pete looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some concern.

"I'm fine, it's just that my wound suddenly hurts a bit. You've got sharp eyes, kid. Instead of paying attention to me, why don't you kill a few more Frenchmen to avenge our fallen brothers and our princess?" Hans patted the young man's shoulder hard with his thick arm.

PS1: More than half of the year has passed QAQ

Chapter 228 Irises Withering in the Alps: Capter89 There's Always a Way Out (Seeking Votes)

"Of course, I'm practically a veteran myself, aren't I?" Pete rubbed the tip of his nose, looking a little shy. But it was precisely this cheerful personality, which he maintained even in dire straits and hardships, that Hans admired most about him.

"I am actually more amazed by our beautiful Queen than by His Majesty the Emperor." Everyone knows that Joseph's Queen is stunningly beautiful, a delicate rose from Bavaria, enough to captivate the entire continent and make all women swoon. That being said, few ordinary people have seen Queen Elizabeth, and those of minor noble birth like Peter can only catch a glimpse of her beauty from afar during celebrations.

"Uncle, do you know? Her Majesty the Empress is already the mother of three princes, but she still looks so young. Her long golden hair, graceful figure, noble temperament, and powerful strength as a magic user—she truly deserves the title of 'Vienna's Golden Rose.'" It's not unreasonable for a hot-blooded young man to make such a comment upon seeing a beauty like Sisi; on the contrary, it's an expression of their respect and admiration for the Empress.

"Of course, Her Majesty the Queen's beauty is known to all."

"Uncle, do you think our princess will grow up to be as elegant and beautiful as her mother?" Although Gisela was only 14 years old, everyone who met her praised her highly. Unlike the mysterious eldest princess, the second princess, who frequently appeared in newspapers and media, was a household name in the empire. (People always subconsciously pay more attention to beautiful things.)

"Alright, kid, stop overthinking. Her Highness's affairs are none of your business. Clean your gun, sharpen your bayonet, and stab a few more French devils in the ass, that's what you should be doing." Hans patted Pete's shoulder "lightly" again.

War is sometimes closely related to them.

At the same time when she was later

"Rita, do me a favor." Chloris leaned wearily against a thick tree trunk, her scarlet eyes lacking their usual vitality and composure—at least that's how Rita perceived her…

"What are your orders, Princess Chloris?" Compared to Chloris, who was leaning against the tree trunk, the maid was not in a much better situation. She had also gone without food for several days and now looked quite disheveled, because she had to endure not only hunger but also pain in her body.

Indeed, the mountain roads in Italy were more difficult to traverse than she had imagined. Her skirt and stockings were badly scratched by the bushes, and her fair skin was covered with tiny, secret wounds. The pain forced her to slow down and barely manage to keep going.

"There's a village up ahead, I'd like to get something to eat." Chloris spoke concisely, as she didn't have the energy to say anything more.

"Does Your Highness have any money on you?"

"I brought it, let me look for it." Chloris reached into her pocket, only to find it empty. She had clearly lost it on the way. So, while coughing awkwardly, Chloris tried to remain calm and asked:

Did you bring it?

"I brought it." Rita's lips curled into a slight smile. Sure enough, she had to rely on herself for these things. But as she reached into her pocket, her expression froze instantly; clearly, it had been lost in the previous battle…

"Then take it out?" Their eyes met, and an awkward silence fell between them.

"..."

"Do you see those houses with lights still on the second floor in the distance? Let's go there and borrow (steal) some food." To this, one can only say that food is essential for survival; even someone as powerful as Chloris hasn't reached the point of abstaining from grains. Thus, Chloris quickly offered this suggestion.

“It’s not impossible. We can go together. Your Highness can go to the second floor, and I’ll go to the first floor.” Rita nodded, feeling a little embarrassed but still agreeing. Right now, she felt like she could eat a whole cow.

"I've been thinking about it. How about you go to the second floor and I'll go to the first floor?" Chloris took Rita's hand, a kind smile on her face. Everyone knew that going to the second floor would be a bit of a walk, and she didn't want to waste her energy.

“Your Highness, breaking a promise is not a virtue worth boasting about.” Rita slapped away Chloris’s hand that was grabbing her, and then ran ahead.

Faced with Rita's quick reaction, Chloris was not to be outdone. Before Rita could run far, Chloris leaped up and grabbed the decoration on the back of Rita's maid outfit.

Because they were on a slope, Rita's forward momentum and Chloris's downward pulling force combined to tear Rita's maid outfit to shreds with a pitiful scream. The tragedy only began there; due to the immense inertia, Chloris rolled down the slope like a bowling ball, taking a stunned Rita with her, spinning her around in a spectacular fashion.

Then another snapping sound rang out, this time not from Rita's clothes, but from Chloris's British military uniform.

And so the two human bowling balls finally came to a stop after hitting the fence outside the farmhouse below, accompanied by two cries of "Ugh!" and "Ugh!" from the two women.

After what seemed like an eternity, Chloris rubbed her forehead and swayed as she leaned against the fence to sit up. The dark and unfamiliar surroundings took her a moment to come to her senses.

"Is she still alive?" Chloris asked the girl beside her with a slight smirk.

“Shut up…it’s all my fault…you Protestants are all Satan’s minions.” Rita lay on her back by the fence, taking a few deep breaths before she recovered.

“I didn’t realize you were so well-endowed, and with this lace…” Chloris shrugged, using the faint candlelight shining from a nearby house to examine the pretty maid who was only wearing underwear.

“This is for our Highness to see, and what I wear is none of your business!” Rita’s good upbringing prevented her from directly verbally attacking Chloris.

"Ha! Your Highness, your body is exceptionally lewd too." Rita retorted with a cold laugh, because she noticed that Chloris's clothes had been torn by tree branches at some point, exposing large areas of skin to the air.

"What? Envious?" Chloris's lips curled up slightly, leaving Rita speechless for a moment.

"Shh!" Someone's coming. Chloris pulled Rita into her arms, covered her mouth, and hid in the nearby bushes. They were truly acting like thieves, completely immersed in their roles. After all, what kind of thief wouldn't be afraid of the cops? Basic professional ethics are still necessary.

PS1: The car has really reached the front of the e r ball Japanese three ball dad mountain.

Chapter 229 Irises Withering in the Alps: Capter90 What a coincidence! (Seeking votes)

At this moment, the door of the house opened, and a middle-aged man walked out, holding a torch in his left hand and a hunting rifle in his right.

"Dad! Is someone outside?" A little boy's voice came from inside the room.

"Girl, don't come out. Stay in the room with your sisters." The middle-aged man frowned, seriously observing the surroundings of his house. Er'er didn't notice anything unusual about the surroundings.

A moment later, the middle-aged man did not choose to go home, but closed the door and walked away along the road in front of the door.

"You all stay home obediently. I have some business to attend to at the hilltop church." For ordinary believers, the church's role extends far beyond being a place to express faith. Before Professor Frankenstein's discovery sparked a movement, the church virtually monopolized everything related to magical energy. Of course, they also bore the responsibility of protecting their followers. For a small mountain village like this, the church remained their guardian, and it wouldn't hurt to constantly warn the church's leaders.

"Okay, Dad, be careful." Their conversation was clearly heard by the two people in the bushes in front of the door, who were only wearing underwear and leaning against each other in a very subtle position due to various circumstances.

As the man's footsteps faded into the distance, Chloris was the first to emerge from the bushes, observing her surroundings with her own eyes.

“We’ll go straight in in a bit. There should only be the brat left in this room.” After making this conclusion, Chloris headed towards the house, with Rita following closely behind.

Inside the room, a blonde girl with fox ears was kneeling on the floor with a gentle expression, resting her head on her right side by the bed, while her left hand gently stroked the girl's head.

"Don't be afraid, just sleep. Your father has gone out, and your sister and I are here to protect you." Of course, the girl named Laura on the bed behind Gisela was already fast asleep. Even if a thief broke into the house, he probably wouldn't wake her. Gisela didn't think about activating her magical perception, since she didn't think anyone was threatening the village at the moment.

Gisela's gaze returned to the girl on her thigh, and she felt a healing sensation she had never experienced before because of her cuteness.

"Sister Wuerpe, do you have someone you like?" The girl lay on the bed, turning her head to look at the beautiful older sister in front of her. Because she was a little sleepy, the girl's tone was soft and she was very listless.

"Someone you like?" Gisela lowered her head and thought for a moment before raising her head and looking at the girl in front of her with her clear blue eyes.

"I like you, little girl." Gisela's lips parted slightly. After all, in her opinion, it wasn't a big deal to tell a child that she liked them. Besides, her current persona was amnesia, so what she said didn't necessarily count.

"I love you the most, sister too." The girl hugged Gisela's hands with both of her own and answered Gisela happily.

"Alright, go to sleep, little girl. I'm going downstairs to rest." After saying that, Gisela leaned down and gently kissed the girl's forehead before walking out of the room.

"Goodnight, sister!" was the girl's final greeting.

"Goodnight, see you tomorrow." Gisela picked up the candle on the table and headed down the stairs.

Walking alone in her room every night was always unsettling. She had an instinctive fear of dark humans. Looking at the faint candle flame in her hand, which seemed to be about to go out in the wind, Gisela shrank her little head, and her fox ears twitched uncomfortably.

"Gurgle, gurgle!" Gisela rubbed her empty stomach, frowned, and then sighed helplessly. Had she really only had a little porridge for dinner? Gisela didn't quite understand why she had such good food in the past, which made her have such an innate aversion to the terrible food here. She simply couldn't eat the chaff and bran unless she was absolutely starving.

"I might as well go to the kitchen and find some bread slices to eat." At the thought of food, Gisela obediently licked her lips, then hummed some tunes that occasionally came to her mind, and walked towards the kitchen on the first floor.

"Hmm? There seems to be a noise in the kitchen? Is it a mouse?" Gisela heard some soft noises coming from inside the kitchen before she even reached it. She tiptoed and quietly approached the kitchen, picking up the broom that was placed against the wall.

"Hurry up! There's not enough bread here, and there's some dried meat and fruit too." Rita's mouth was stuffed with food, and her speech was a little slurred.

"Let's finish eating here first, and if it really doesn't work, I'll go find... cough cough!" Chloris was clearly choked before she could finish her sentence. She frantically looked around, searching for water.

"There's no water, but there's some olive oil over there. Make do with it if you want." Rita continued to quickly fill her stomach without turning her head. What did it matter to her whether Chloris lived or died? After all, her own life was the most important thing, and she still needed to save herself for the future search for her prince!

"Ton ton ton!" After swallowing a large mouthful of olive oil, Chloris's steps became unsteady and she kept burping. Something was wrong with her.

Chloris couldn't help but regret her impulsiveness. She knew she was a Prussian princess, yet she had run off to the deep mountains to suffer like this. It was because she had hopelessly fallen for that troublesome Austrian fox. If she really found her, she would make sure the fox couldn't get out of bed for three days.

"They came to steal food?! And the thing is, the food I 'stole' was the food they were supposed to steal!"

Hearing this conversation, Gisela, bursting with a sense of justice, gritted her teeth and decided to go out and stop the thieves! After all, judging from their condition, she probably wouldn't even have a sip of soup, and she was starving herself!

"Stop, you thieves! Put down the food and stand against the wall, or you'll regret it!" Gisela raised her little head, picked up a broom, and stood at the kitchen doorway, blocking the two people's way, looking confident.

Rita and Chloris looked up almost simultaneously, and the atmosphere fell into an enigmatic silence.

PS1: Historically, Joseph's personal campaign was the Battle of Solferino after Magendra's, but his participation did not change the Austrian Empire's crushing defeat. The reason it's mentioned earlier here might be due to the butterfly effect of Linwei. At night, accompanied by fireflies flitting among the grass and trees, and the incessant chirping of cicadas, the two young girls, after several days of arduous travel, finally saw a village garden still lit by candlelight in the distance, on the verge of fainting from hunger.

PS1: Rub!

Chapter 230 Irises Withering in the Alps: Capter91 Acting Moment (Seeking Votes)

"Stop, you thieves! Put down the food and stand against the wall, or you'll regret it!" Gisela raised her little head, picked up a broom, and stood at the kitchen doorway, blocking the two people's way, looking confident.

When their eyes met, Rita spoke first:

"Your Highness! It really is you! You are still alive!"

Although he didn't know why Chloris was here with Rita, he was currently cultivating his relationship with Garibaldi. It would be best to "kill" her before leaving. If that didn't work, he could just take her after he recovered. At worst, a forced relationship wouldn't be sweet, but it would still be satisfying.

As for the immediate priority of not letting the two ruin her plans, Rita aside, Chloris is, after all, the princess of her nemesis, Prussia. Therefore, Gisela decided to re-establish her amnesiac persona and observe the other party's intentions.

So, adjusting her breathing, the drama queen immediately began her performance.

"Who are you! Why are you stealing our rice here?" Gisela raised the broom in her hand and swung it twice in the air, accompanied by the whooshing sound of the broom cutting through the air.

Chloris and Rita stopped what they were doing and walked towards Gisela. Perhaps because the light was too dim, Gisela seemed unable to see their faces clearly.

"Our family?" As if she had heard something extraordinary, Rita narrowed her wine-red eyes and spoke in a cold tone as if she were untouched by worldly affairs, causing Gisela to instinctively take a step back.

"Is this my house or yours, you bunch of thieves! If you don't leave, I'm going to get rough with you!" Gisela gripped the broom tightly and bent down slightly. Gisela now resembled a girl who was clearly scared but pretended to be calm, which made the two of them feel a little awkward.

However, to make her acting more realistic, Gisela used some magic to create some blue sparks around her, and her silver-gold gradient hair also showed her seriousness.

"It seems like the little fox is in trouble!" Seeing Gisela enter attack mode and not seem to be faking it, Chloris sighed first, then turned her gaze to Rita beside her, as if to tell her to prepare for battle.

"Yes! I'll leave it to Lady Chloris!" Rita nodded, which was taken as her agreement to what Chloris was going to do.

Although His Highness may be injured, the priority right now is to bring His Highness back to Austria. As for if Chloris goes back on her word, although the risk is huge, Rita believes she still has a way to fight to the death.

"Then I'm sorry, little fox, but there's a saying that 'a beating is a sign of affection, and scolding is a sign of love'!" The Prussian princess smiled wickedly as she lowered her right hand, her eyes flashing with a scarlet glint.

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed towards Gisela in one swift step, her movement leaving a dent in the spot where Gisela had been standing.

"Use your body to remember who I am." It's impossible for Chloris not to have some personal feelings. She also has her moments of dissatisfaction. After all, she had spent weeks wandering in the mountains of Italy for this heartless fox, only to find that upon meeting him, instead of the expected hug and gratitude, he was about to punch and kick her.

Chloris swung her fist and slammed it at Gisela. Gisela threw the candle she was holding in her left hand to the ground and instinctively raised her hand to block. With the movement of her arm, blue flames flew from her fingertips and instantly rose up, forming a palm-sized flame that blocked Chloris's attack.

The battle-hardened Chloris wasn't surprised by Gisela's unexpected abilities. The instant her fist was blocked, she raised her left foot and kicked at Gisela's other hand, which was holding a broom. The magic-enhanced kick unleashed tremendous power, sending Gisela flying through the air, crashing through the outer wall and flying out of the house.

"Damn, I used too much force." Chloris hadn't controlled her strength well, and the thought that the other person was her favorite little fox made her regret it even more. Cold sweat dripped down her back, and she turned around awkwardly to look at Rita, who was standing there dumbfounded.

Is this what you Prussians mean by stopping short of a question?

"Sorry!" Chloris shrugged helplessly and looked at Rita.

There's no point in worrying about that now; what's done is done. She can just coax her a little later and lift her up high. That's the only way Chloris can comfort herself right now.

"What are you apologizing for! Go check on how my prince is doing!" Rita yelled at Chloris, then flew off towards Gisela.

The loud noise startled the Laura sisters awake. They slipped on their slippers, went downstairs, and stared at the collapsed wall behind their kitchen. Instinctively, they called out Ulpe's name.

Gisela, kicked away by Chloris, rolled several times on the ground before finally crashing into a large tree and coming to a stop. She took a deep breath and rubbed the spot on her back where she had been hit. At that moment, the broom that was supposed to be in her right hand had also been broken by Chloris's indescribable kick, and her wrist was now a little sore from the impact.

"Damn this woman! She's a madwoman! Is she here to kill me?" But Gisela quickly shook her head and dismissed the thought. After all, there were plenty of people who wanted to kill her, and it was hardly the Prussian's turn to come to northern Italy.

"Sister Urpe!" Gisela heard the call from the Laura sisters. She looked up helplessly in the direction of the house.

“We need to work harder…” Gisela took a deep breath, frowned as if she was angry, and then stood up. More blue flames danced around her, her golden hair turned completely silver, and her blue eyes were replaced by a terrifying purple.

"Unforgivable!" Gisela, enraged, charged toward the house, just as Rita was running toward her.

"Trying to kill me, huh?" Gisela raised her hand, lifting her index finger. A small blue flame condensed into a spike-like shape, which she swung towards Rita. Gisela had a way to take back her power if she wanted to.

Noticing the danger, Chloris shoved Rita aside and pulled out a magic dagger from under her skirt (which was now gone), blocking Gisela's attack.

After a few seconds of standoff, Gisela raised her right leg and kicked Chloris in the head. Chloris skillfully protected her head with her right hand, thinking the attack was over. Unexpectedly, Gisela used her right leg as a new fulcrum to lift herself into the air and kicked Chloris again with her left leg. The two swift leg attacks sent Chloris staggering back several steps, almost causing her to fall to the ground.

PS1: The holiday is more than halfway over. Are you leaving your cats for the Lantern Festival?

Chapter 231 Irises wither in the Alps:Capter92 It's not too much to ask for some comfort, is it?

"You're so good at fighting, you might never get married. Even those fanatics in the Romanov family (the Russian royal family) probably won't want you." Chloris taunted Gisela as if it were a joke, trying to show that she was still in control. In fact, Chloris wasn't as calm as she had imagined, because the fox was indeed much stronger than she had thought, at least in stark contrast to her delicate appearance when she first met her. She hadn't expected the improvement and progress she had made in the two battles to be so significant.

Of course, close-quarters combat is not Chloris's forte. After all, she is most renowned for her skill and agility when piloting magic armor. Gisela's improved melee ability is due to the deep fusion between her soul and Su Beiming, which has enhanced her combat instincts.

"Really! I have no idea what you're talking about." Gisela replied coldly without expression before launching another attack on Chloris. After all, she had never considered getting married; taking a wife was more like it.

"Bang!" Chloris was hit again, and Gisela kicked her high into the air with another kick, then jumped up as well.

"Oh no!" Rita saw Chloris already in the air and realized that something might happen if she didn't help. She quickly squatted down and looked for the magic dagger that had fallen to the ground when Chloris pushed her.

"Is this what you're looking for, sister?" Before anyone knew it, Laura was standing in front of Rita, holding the magic dagger that Rita had just dropped.

"Little brat, quickly hand me my dagger, I..." Rita hadn't finished speaking when the magic dagger plunged into her abdomen. She looked at the girl in front of her in surprise, because she found it hard to believe that the girl would suddenly attack her.

"Sister? Hahaha! Surprised?" Laura laughed heartily, holding her forehead.

"Cough cough! Who are you?" Rita collapsed to the ground in surprise, crimson blood flowing from her wound.