Chapter 338

Chapter 338

During this period, the hidden conflicts within the royal family began to surface due to Daisy's deliberate actions.

After securing Lorant's verbal promise, the princess felt emboldened and began to boldly prepare to oust her uncle.

The current regent is backed by the Mage Council, and his current wife is a practitioner.

To marry her, the regent abandoned his wife of several decades and dismissed all his mistresses, only then did he manage to pursue the daughter of a Mage Council member.

However, neither Daisy nor Lorant were concerned about this.

If the Mage Council's influence over the regent was strong a decade ago, in the past few decades since he took control, the regent has worked hard to reduce their influence.

He aimed to be a true king, not a Mage Council puppet, making conflicts inevitable. Over the years, although he was not a good ruler, he successfully made it difficult for the Mage Council to extend its influence into the royal family.

The clearest evidence of this is that the regent's wife returned to the Mage Tower five or six years ago, as if the marriage had never existed.

Unfortunately, even then, the regent did not dare to seek a mistress again.

Now, only a small faction of the Mage Council still supports the regent, while most remain neutral.

If the regent needs the power of the Mage Council now, how much he can mobilize, or even if he can mobilize it at all, is something worth careful consideration.

The princess's actions have also made the regent, accustomed to wielding power, feel a sense of urgency.

His niece, who has always been indifferent, is indeed growing older and beginning to harbor inappropriate ambitions.

The regent knows he lacks moral justification, but he has grown accustomed to the taste of power and is unwilling to relinquish it.

Therefore, the royal family during this period is full of the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm.

Daisy knows her uncle is not a patient man, and he should soon start to act against her, which is exactly what the young princess desires.

A coup! One that can directly alter the current royal structure and secure her throne!

But first, she needs Lorant's support to ensure she has enough force to dominate this coup.

"So, as I just said, I need your help, Lorant," Daisy whispered, detailing her recent actions and future plans to Lorant.

"How much power can the regent mobilize now?" Lorant pondered for a moment and asked, "Besides the Mage Council, will the military also back the regent?"

Since preparations are underway, one should not fight unprepared. Lorant aimed to be fully prepared.

Daisy shook her head: "No, the military has always remained neutral in the royal family's internal conflicts."

"For them, whether I inherit the throne or my uncle continues as regent makes no difference."

"The military controls most of the empire's practitioners and military power, while the royal family focuses on managing the people and maintaining the empire's daily life. So as long as the empire remains stable, the military will not intervene."

Lorant nodded. If the military intervened, he would need Lancelot to consult his teacher Michael. But with the military's stance clear, he had nothing to worry about.

"In that case, I can provide you with six hundred Glassy Ice Flame Dogs and five hundred Furious Ragdoll Bears, and there can also be several hundred Wingless Flywheels, the exact number is uncertain. For logistics, Devouring Frogs and Holy Light Peacocks can be prepared, and Lightwing Butterflies can also assist when necessary," Lorant said indifferently, as if discussing something trivial: "I believe these forces are sufficient to suppress the regent's mobilizable combat power."

Daisy's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could speak, Lorant continued.

"As for high-end combat power, I will give you a Little Qing and Little Black to ensure your safety during this period. If the regent mobilizes level thirteen or fourteen or even legendary practitioners, I will also arrive immediately," Lorant said as if he didn't see Daisy's wide eyes: "As long as there are not multiple legendary practitioners, there will be no problem."

Then he frowned, as if feeling that this was still not safe enough: "Actually, even multiple legendary practitioners are not impossible to deal with, they certainly won't go all out for such a thing. If necessary, I can also ask two legendary practitioners to intervene, there will be no problem." His voice became lower and lower, more like muttering to himself than explaining his plan to Daisy.

After finishing his words, Lorant nodded, feeling he had considered everything thoroughly—almost foolproof—and smiled with satisfaction.

Daisy, standing beside him, was already dumbfounded.

Lorant’s casual remarks, constantly escalating as if worried about insufficient firepower, made Daisy’s heart race.

Little did she know, she initially only wanted to borrow about a hundred Glassy Ice Flame Dogs or Furious Ragdoll Bears...

The more Lorant spoke, the weirder Daisy’s gaze became. Such a formidable force wasn’t just enough to overthrow her uncle—it could conquer territories of several other races, capture towns, and even guard a small Lopulo pass...

Daisy always felt Lorant’s perception of military power was wildly different from hers.

Listening to his tone, it seemed like he was about to lament, ‘Is this all I can provide?’—making it feel like he was subtly bragging.

It felt like the shopkeeper had mastered a new way of flexing.

What Daisy didn’t know was that Lorant was genuinely worried his provided force might not be enough for a coup.

He even regretted that if Daisy could wait until he bred the ‘Magic Devouring Fairy,’ it would be a guaranteed victory.

As a native of this world, Daisy might not understand Lorant’s condition: a severe case of ‘firepower deficiency phobia.’ If necessary, Lorant wouldn’t even mind using anti-aircraft guns to swat flies.

While evenly matched battles might look exciting, Lorant would rather win with a missile strike before even facing the opponent.

In short, overprepared is always better.

Before leaving, Lorant had Baby use silk to create a small, shadowy ghost spider, which he handed to Daisy.

“Take this child with you,” Lorant said seriously as Daisy solemnly accepted the shadow ghost spider. “Don’t let it leave your side for a moment. You don’t need to feed it—just keep it close, and Little Qing and Little Black will protect you. Otherwise, stick to the plan.”

After the exhibition lunch, every guest left the Blue Star Restaurant thoroughly satisfied. Today’s exhibition had been highly rewarding for them.

Whether it was the Wingless Flywheel or the Wulu Shell, direct transactions at the pet store were a rare treat.

This made the noble guests feel respected by Blue Star, filling them with a subtle sense of pride.

Lorant was in high spirits. Joe had just informed him that the exhibition was running smoothly. Thanks to the Wulu Shell, Emma and Nia could easily reach the butler, eliminating any worry of mishaps.

In cities like Mauplan and Kentucky, where exhibitions were also held, everything was in place. Some of the more common pets had already arrived via teleportation today, while the rarer ones would enter the exhibition halls tomorrow with Taya’s help.

The ten-day Blue Star Exhibition was set to begin once more, ready to astonish the world.

Once the exhibition began, Lorant found himself more at ease. He didn’t need to be on-site; the capable Joe and Emma had everything under control.

With such capable staff, the shopkeeper could sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Lorant lounged on a recliner, idly swinging his long legs. The pet store buzzed with life—Wingless Flywheels flapping, Floating Giant Ducks calling, and the distant neighs of Windbreaking Horses filling the lively afternoon.

Lorant held a travelogue, feeling somewhat drowsy. He had developed a habit of taking naps, with a lifestyle as regular as a retiree looking forward to fifty years of pension.

Just then, Taya ran up to him.

Lorant lazily opened his eyes to look at his diligent and responsible employee: “What’s wrong, Taya, in such a hurry? What happened?”

Taya, hands on her knees, gasped for breath: “Shopkeeper, at the Windbreaking Horse area, there’s a child that looks very unusual! I think you should take a look!”

As a veteran employee of the pet store, Taya theoretically didn’t need to do much busy work anymore.

But this half-orc mage genuinely enjoyed interacting with various pets, especially Windbreaking Horses. Whenever time allowed, she personally took care of every batch of Windbreaking Horses being born, which made her feel at ease.

This had become part of Taya’s daily routine, an unshakable activity every day.

Just now, while she was routinely checking on the hatching Windbreaking Horses, a newly born little one caught Taya’s attention.