Chương 143: Isabella's Reminder

The two followed Amelie to Isabella's study.

Upon entering, Her Highness handed Richard a stack of documents.

"This is the information you asked me to investigate about William, from his birth to the present. Everything I could find is here."

"Well done, Isa!"

Richard happily took the document and turned the pages one by one.

The preceding section described William's family background, which was roughly the same as what Richard already knew. He came from the Dulles family on the frontier, and as the second son, he couldn't inherit the family's baronial title, so he left home early to become an adventurer.

Then he became a mage of some skill and returned to his family with the dragon's treasure.

Then---- Wait, then his brother died?

When Li looked at this point, his hand paused slightly.

Isabella then added, "To be specific, just a week after he gained his father's favor and became Jonas's confidant, his brother died at the hands of orc bandits. There's no evidence that he was involved, but—" However, some speculations do not require evidence.

Richard frowned slightly and continued flipping through the pages.

The following section records some of the things William did with Jonas, including purging the Mafia in a certain city and eliminating the Mind Flayers who were secretly controlling the Chamber of Commerce.

Because Jonas was too weak and didn't like to be on the front lines like Isabella, William also didn't have much combat experience.

However, Richard still discovered some anomalies in the intelligence.

For example, according to the prince's attendants who had accepted bribes, William, despite being a mage, cast spells with the speed of a specially gifted warlock, and seemed to never experience running out of mana.

"In short, whether in terms of personality or strength, that guy is no ordinary mid-level mage—he is a true viper with unknown fangs hidden in his mouth."

After reviewing the materials, Isabella concluded, "You can never be too careful when dealing with vipers, Richard. I unconditionally support your revenge, but I also hope you won't act rashly, especially in a place like the capital where a small move can have far-reaching consequences."

"As far as I know, Jonas will leave the capital in about a month to fight pirates on the southeast coast—he has a close relationship with Finance Minister Owen, and this move is precisely to help the latter maintain trade."

"And William will definitely leave the capital as well, and then we might find a good opportunity—" Richard nodded.

He agreed with Isabella's analysis and could sense that she was considering things from his perspective.

After discussing some details, Richard took the comprehensive intelligence report on William and left the study.

On the way, he couldn't help but wonder what trump card William was hiding.

When I used the Eye of Insight before, I didn't discover that guy had any special skills.

In terms of talent and expertise, he wasn't much better than an ordinary mage, let alone compared to himself.

So, could it be some kind of equipment?

Next time we meet, I'll have to take a good look at William from head to toe.

Richard didn't think William would be a match for him in a one-on-one situation, after all, he had won against two opponents of a higher level.

However, if possible, we should still try to minimize the chances of accidents.

The words are divided into two parts.

After Amélie left with Richard and Grace, Isabella was not left alone.

A white-haired woman with a ponytail appeared out of thin air, slowly walked up behind her, smiled, patted her shoulder, and asked, "Is this the poet who's been all over the place lately, the one who's won your heart?"

Isabella smiled, her eyes narrowing, and readily admitted it.

"What does the teacher think of him?"

The white-haired woman looked at Isabella, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "He's a fine bard, very suitable as your lover, but as your husband—he's not quite up to the task."

Isabella lowered her eyebrows.

The white-haired woman continued, "Poets have always been frivolous and unsuitable to be the father of a nation. Besides, he refused the fiefdom your father offered him, clearly indicating that he did not want to establish himself in the empire."

"Isa, this person is really not right for you."

"As a princess, you are perfect, and your future husband should also be perfect. He should be prestigious, have a large family to support him, and be able to govern this land with you."

Isabella raised her hand, interrupting the white-haired woman, and shook her head, saying, "Teacher, you underestimate him."

The white-haired woman paused slightly, then didn't directly refute: "Let time prove who's right and who's wrong, but in any case, remember, don't slack off, and don't forget, you owe me a heart—" She reached out her hands, her left hand touching Isabella's chest, feeling the vibrant heartbeat beneath, while her right hand touched her own chest, which was cold and quiet, without making a sound.

Isabella took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and placed her hand on the white-haired woman's chest as well.

Her eyes held a mixture of guilt and determination as she said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, teacher, I will fulfill our promise and get everything we want!"

"As for Richard—time will be on my side. Just as you said, I am perfect, so anyone I set my sights on will also be perfect!"

As she finished speaking, a smile appeared on Isabella's lips, and a faint spiritual light emanated from her body. However, it wasn't the usual holy white light of a paladin, but rather the unique red-black light of a paladin who had sworn an oath of conquest.

the other side.

Richard was completely unaware that he was being criticized.

He played a requiem for Grace, then unleashed a round of Flowing Water Rock-Smashing Fist before comfortably going to bed, ending his fulfilling day.

Time flies by.

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

"Teacher Targaryen, take this! Hehehe, you definitely can't withstand this—ouch! No, wait, I haven't finished casting the spell yet! You're cheating!"

"You didn't cast the spell for a full eight seconds after you finished shouting the slogan. Anyone could have interrupted you. I suggest you either learn to cast spells while running, or replace your pre-cast nonsense with insults. Level 0 spells are fast and won't delay anything."

In the Robin's Ladder classroom, Richard easily thwarted a Level 4 student during a demonstration, patted him on the shoulder, and told him to return to his seat.

Richard then turned to the other students who had crowded the classroom to the brim, even having to sit on the windowsill, and summarized the key points of his lesson.

This roughly includes things like how to protect yourself in battle, and how speed is sometimes much more important than power.

Just as he finished speaking, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

The students snapped out of their reverie, paused for two seconds, and then burst into enthusiastic applause.

Richard was in high spirits, basking in the applause.

It seems I have a real talent for being a teacher!