From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1449: 660 You are My Pride_1 Chapter 1449: 660 You are My Pride_1 On November 12, 2027, Prince Jonathan and General Buhl led their troops into the king’s sleeping quarters, intending to seize the throne.

General Nando swiftly and brutally thwarted their plot, decapitating the treasonous General Buhl.

The king, in his fury, stripped Prince Jonathan of his royal status, demoted him to a commoner, and condemned him to lifelong imprisonment.

The Queen Consort was lost in her education of her child, never being allowed to step outside the sleeping quarters for the rest of her life.

For five days, the streets of Inracetales were flooded with the forbidden army on searches.

The citizens stayed indoors, waiting calmly for the storm to pass.

It seemed that Prince Brooklyn was uninvolved, but everyone in Percival knew that Prince Brooklyn was unequivocally the crown prince.

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On November 17th, the harsh northern wind howled, and the gloomy sky that had been dark for many days still couldn’t wait for the sunshine, but it did wait for the first snow.

For the people of Percival, snow is the purest and most beautiful thing in the world.

It could cleanse all the worldly filth and stain, and on the day of the first snow, they had a custom to distill Snow Wine.

They took a handful of the first snow and cedar nuts, and after a month-long fermentation and distillation process, buried it in the wine cellar.

Then they opened last year’s Snow Wine and in the harsh winter snow, took a sip.

Not only does it strengthen the body, but it also washes away the year’s misfortune, and prepares them for the new year with renewed vigor.

November 22 is an important day.

It is the birth of the Holy Master.

Inracetales will hold a grand celebration.

The people of Percival will come out of their homes on this day, to the square in front of the Holy Temple, and pray spontaneously, as blessing the Holy Master is also blessing themselves.

Then the Holy Master will ride in a golden carriage from the Temple all the way to the central square in the city center.

The people will cheer along the road and the Holy Master will hold a purification ceremony in the Central Square.

The intent is to wash off the mundane and purify oneself, to bless the people of Percival with wealth and peace in the coming year.

This holiday, after many years of development, has become the primary festival of Percival.

Not many remember anymore that the religious holiday of the Divine Sect was just a week ago.

Later, the people named this day the Advent.

In the hearts of all the people, the Holy Master is like a great and tolerant mother.

She treats all her subjects as her children, loving them selflessly.

On November 22, the gloomy sky that had been dark for many days was finally broken by the sunshine, slowly melting the snow on the eaves.

The people woke up at dawn and went to the square in front of the Holy Temple.

When the first rays of the sun rose, the square was already teeming with people, each face full of devotion.

At exactly eight o’clock, the gates of the Holy Temple opened.

First, twelve Silver Armor Guards holding long spears came out in a uniform step.

Then a young man riding a large horse appeared.

He was wearing a Green Dragon mask, and his eyes behind the mask were coldly watching the world.

Then four strong, tall white horses pulled a golden carriage slowly out from the temple.

Transparent colored glaze bead curtains hung on all four sides of the carriage.

A shadowy figure in the moving bead curtain appeared even more mysterious.

At that moment, the people fell to their knees and hailed the Holy Master.

The carriage, guarded by the four leaders of the Silver Armor Guards, followed by twelve more Silver Armor Guards, made their way west from the Holy Temple, followed by the spontaneous crowd, forming a majestic procession.

The doors of the Holy Temple closed once more, shutting out all the noise.

The carriage moved slowly.

Usually, it took four hours from the Holy Temple to reach the Central Square in the city center.

In the Holy Temple, at this time the four primary guards and twenty-four Silver Armor Guards were accompanying the Holy Master on the street parade.

Thus, the temple’s security was left relatively bare.

Aubree Groove grabbed her equipment and immediately leapt through the window towards the Snow Cedar Forest in the south.

The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow, making a crunching sound as she walked.

Snow fell from the tree branches, revealing the green leaves.

With the white snow reflecting on the green, it became more beautiful and radiant than jade, serving as the unique embellishment in this world.

The Snow Cedar Forest was shrouded in a thin layer of white mist, making the road ahead seem even more mysterious.

It seemed as if only one person was left in this vast world, amplifying the loneliness and fear in people’s hearts.

Aubree Groove walked and walked, she didn’t know how long she had walked, but she stopped and pricked up her ears.

Her fingers slowly touched the dagger around her waist.

In the depths of the Snow Cedar Forest, a Snow Wolf slowly revealed itself.

Its fur was without a strand of impurity, blending perfectly with the snow behind it.

It had a robust build, and its intense blue eyes calmly stared at its prey.

That glint in its eyes seemed to pierce one’s heart, both enticing and ferocious.