Chapter 124 Moen, are you Trajan? (3k)

So the answer to all this is - Trajan Westeros is my Morne Cromwell?!
The details that only Al could notice combined together became Moon's only flaw.

This was also the only flaw that Moon could not guard against.

This caused the unprepared Al to fall into a brief state of shock.

Prince Adela's voice continued:

"So you don't know, dear lady. But you don't look right."

After hearing these words, El came back to her senses instantly. She originally just wanted to give a casual explanation, but when she looked into Prince Adela's eyes.

Al keenly noticed another key point—he was not concerned about my situation, he was examining my expression!
Ai'er had seen such eyes before, that was Queen Ansha.

After a moment of shock, Ai Er thought of more things.

"If your father were still alive, I think he would have become a god right away."

He was not just saying it casually, he really meant it. Like the empress, he suspected that Trajan was still alive.

It’s just that he didn’t know my background as well as the empress did, and he really thought I was Trajan’s daughter.

So you want to rely on the existence of a princess like me to determine where my 'father' is? !
But why would a noble prince want to find Trajan? He is just a sequence two angel. Although it is very remarkable to me, it should not be necessary for a prince to be so concerned, right?

After all, they are a bit far away from Baratheon.

If they were close or had some interests in mind, then Ai'er could understand that Trajan's behavior could indeed make a prince so concerned.

However, not only are the two countries not on the same continent, they don't even have any interest connection.

So why?
Wait, he is a prince, he treats me, a princess who has lost her father, too equally.

This was not out of polite equality, he really intended to lower himself.

After spending some time with the nobles, Al also learned to distinguish these subtle differences.

Plus his previous words were probably tests.

Could it be that the goddess behind him thought Trajan was planning to become a god? !
So what is he here for?
Stop Trajan or show goodwill?
Ai'er is not stupid, or rather, there is no stupid person who can be chosen as a time traveler.

They are all elites selected from among thousands of people in the Human Alliance.

This is true even for the third batch, which is the largest in number.

After all, with a population of tens of billions, even if you pick one out of ten thousand, that would still be tens of thousands of people.

After roughly deducing the other party's intentions, Ai'er immediately understood what he should do now.

That is to continue as if Trajan were dead.

Then tell the news to Moen.

Although Ai'er was sure that he could marry Moon, that was not the time now. Moreover, even if the two sides really got married, it was not his turn to decide these matters.

Respect your partner's choices and cooperate with his or her decisions.

Al knows the boundaries of love and respect.

Looking at the other person's increasingly changing eyes, Ai'er knew that the other person probably saw something, so he tried to dispel his doubts.

Ai Er suddenly smiled and said:

"I think I may understand why the iris is our new family emblem in the South."

"Oh why?"

Prince Adela was indeed attracted by the attention, while Ai Er looked down at the iris flowers at his feet and smiled with a look of nostalgia:

“My mother loved irises when she was alive.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the nobles in the southern region suddenly understood.

Prince Adela also raised his eyebrows slightly, so was that why she suddenly had that expression?

He thought he had caught something, but he didn't expect it to be this.

"That's the reason. Such sincere love is rare, especially among nobles of Lord Trajan's status."

Ai Er also lifted up his black hair and said with a smile:

"Yes, it is very rare, Your Highness Prince Adela. I must sincerely thank you. If it weren't for you, I think I would never have discovered this."

Her attitude and expression seemed to have changed. Was it because I let her know that her mother was not Trajan's plaything but her true love?
Because Prince Adela was truly misled by El's understanding, he came to a completely wrong conclusion.

After a moment, Prince Adela lowered his head and smiled:
"My pleasure, miss."

His subconscious action also made Ai Er more certain that Adela or the goddess behind Adela might think that Trajan was alive and wanted to become a god.

Otherwise, there is no need for him, a prince, to be so humble in front of me.

After being in the South Territory for so long, Ai'er deeply understood that in this world, the distinction between superiors and inferiors is deeply rooted in everyone's bones!

Although many senior time travelers will never tire of explaining this truth to newbies on the website.

But only after he truly experienced this personally did Aier fully understand that the difference in identity between people here was truly reflected to the fullest.

In the eyes of even the most gentle high-ranking person, there are no subordinates.

"Your Highness Adela, as the hostess of the Southern Territory, I think I should entertain you well."

"I wonder if you would like me to gather the vassals of the southern border to meet a distinguished prince in the evening."

This sentence made Prince Adela look slightly towards Ai'er.

After these two sentences, it seems like something has changed about her?
But he couldn't quite put his finger on what had changed.

So he was just briefly surprised and then smiled:
"Of course, I am honored to meet the heroes who followed Lord Trajan." After receiving the other party's reply, Al walked around Prince Adela and whispered to the accompanying southern nobles:

"Tell the vassals in the south that if they are still loyal to Trajan Westeros, then they should leave for Khazad-dûm immediately. I will introduce His Royal Highness Prince Adela to them again and seriously."

The noble said hesitantly:
"Your Highness, the southern border is very large, and the lords from the border may not be able to arrive at night."

Ai Er looked at him seriously and said:

"It was my father, Trajan Westeros, who chose me to come to the Southland, so if they really obey me and the will of Trajan Westeros, then they will definitely come."

After hearing these words, the noble looked at his companions behind him with a hint of surprise.

This is not something the young lady would normally say.

After a moment they all laughed.

He then bowed to Ai'er and stroked his chest, saying:
"Master, we will all be there, we will definitely be there!"

This is not about asking them to meet Prince Adela, but about asking them to obey El's orders and come to meet Prince Adela.

Prince Adela stood there in surprise.

Did I just make this young lady completely accept my identity?
So, did I betray Lord Kantas?
Prince Adela subconsciously recalled the proud look of the first Duke of Westeros:

'If it's just this little girl.'

After shaking his head and smiling, Prince Adela smiled apologetically in his heart:

"I'm sorry, Master Contessa, but if you and your lord are truly prepared, then I think this won't be a big deal."

With a hint of amusement, Prince Adela shrugged and left the hillside covered with irises.

That night, in Khazad-dum, the main city of the southern border.

All the southern vassal states were present.

Ai'er did not sit in the main seat. Except for the day she came back, the throne of the Grand Duke of the Southern Territory had always been empty.

She was always sitting next to him.

Now, she walked down from the platform with two seats.

Instead, he sat down at the long table below.

Looking at the table in front of him, Prince Adela said with some surprise:

"This is the black ice that is unique to the Aer Mountains. And it looks like it was formed naturally? My mother has always wanted to make a table like this for my father."

“But even my mother couldn’t find a suitable black ice table.”

His mother was a deity. Under her will, both her believers and outsiders who wanted to curry favor with her tried their best to get lots of black ice for her.

But none of them is as good as the one in front of us. There are some that are bigger and better than this one, but there is really no one that is naturally a table.

Unexpectedly, he actually found one in the southern border today.

The southern noble on the side said with a smile:

"This is what our old master found in the Ar Mountains. Almost as soon as we arrived, this black ice table was found by our old master. It is truly a blessing from the original."

This made Prince Adela once again feel the unpredictability of fate.

And Ai'er, who was sitting next to him, was silently calculating the time.

She is going back.

Finally, the last countdown is over.

When she opened her eyes again, the magnificent hall that was full of rare delicacies just now immediately turned into her small room which was a little dim because of the night but extremely warm.

What surprised Ai'er was that Moon was still sitting quietly beside her bed.

"Good evening, Al, you overslept again!"

Looking at Moon who was smiling gently.

Countless thoughts came to Ai Er in an instant.

She had so many questions she wanted to ask Moon.

But every time she asked him she didn't know how to start.

The Morne Cromwell before her must be Trajan, Duke of Westeros.

If this is not the case, it cannot explain what happened to me.

However, Moon did not tell her all this.

She didn't know what Moon was worried about, so she didn't know whether she should make it clear or remain silent.

Since they grew up together, Moen asked:
"Al, what's wrong? You seem to be worried about something."

Ai Er lowered his head hurriedly and said:
"No, I just didn't expect you to be here."

Moen had no doubts:

"Is there anything strange about this? Well, I should leave too. It's late after all."

Looking at Moon turning away, Ai Er, who had not even expected it, suddenly asked:

"Moen, are you Trajan?"

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

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