Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 920: Sister Lan Excels at Both Romance and Career (Part 2)

Chapter 920: Chapter 920: Sister Lan Excels at Both Romance and Career (Part 2)

Lancelot was the first to step in, precisely to give Ye Wanlan a heads-up.

Let’s not discuss whether Ye Wanlan had any such intentions herself; just seeing those exceptional young talents gathered by Oleg was enough to displease him.

One or two... even combined, they were no match for him, let alone Ye Wanlan, an Omega Level Divine Bloodline?

Lacking even the capability to stand by her side, they naturally had no qualifications to be chosen as a husband.

"Having spring dreams?" Ye Wanlan slightly raised an eyebrow, her tone indifferent, "I wouldn’t have guessed that sometimes you can read faces."

Lancelot was startled: "You really had spring dreams? You... you’re betraying our revolutionary friendship!"

"Revolutionary friendship?" Ye Wanlan repeated these four words, her eyes slightly narrowing, "What revolutionary friendship do I have with you?"

"Of course, it’s the revolutionary friendship of single aristocrats!" Lancelot argued confidently, "We’re supposed to devote ourselves to our careers; love affairs would only slow us down!"

He hadn’t finished speaking when Ye Wanlan had already walked past him, her voice neither salty nor bland: "First, I’ve never established a revolutionary friendship of single aristocrats with you; that’s your one-sided assumption. Second—"

Lancelot’s eyes widened: "Why is there a second? The first is already so hurtful, isn’t it?"

"Second, love affairs really can slow you down, but they won’t slow me down," Ye Wanlan lightly said, "so this is also your one-sided belief."

Lancelot: "..."

A huge knife seemed to stab into his heart, making him convulse and unable to breathe.

He clutched his chest and unilaterally announced the end of his revolutionary friendship with Sister YN!

A dozen seconds later, when Lancelot came back to his senses, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He hurried to catch up: "Are you really seeing someone? Who is it? If they can’t get past me, I disagree! Stop! Stop for me—"

Ye Wanlan arrived at the grand hall. She glanced at the front row of handsome young men, her gaze pausing before landing on Oleg.

"I have a petition, Your Majesty," Oleg stepped forward, speaking with a glowing complexion, "Your Majesty is in your youth, the most beautiful time, and should take this opportunity to gather husbands, enrich the harem, and produce more high-quality descendants for the Flanders Royal Family!"

Lancelot had just caught up when he heard these words, and alarm bells went off in his mind.

It’s over!

Did this old fellow Oleg know what he was saying?

"Oh?" Ye Wanlan sat on the throne. "So, do you mean these young talents you’ve brought can be leashed to produce excellent descendants?"

Oleg was dumbfounded: "Ah? This? Your Majesty, they aren’t..."

"Can’t bear children?" Ye Wanlan interrupted her, "Since they can’t, they can’t meet your request. Down you go."

Oleg was bewildered by Ye Wanlan and, upon careful consideration, found it quite reasonable, so he had these dozen young talents all step down.

Lancelot stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Could it be that the person Sister YN is seeing can achieve this?

Ye Wanlan spoke calmly: "Chongming Country is still in a closed state. What are your views?"

"Your Majesty, I believe this is a smokescreen by Chongming Country. They are closed off, yet their intel remains sharp, whereas we know nothing about Chongming’s situation," Oleg said solemnly, "There’s an ancient saying in Shenzhou, ’Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.’ It seems calm now, but undercurrents are tumultuous!"

Though Oleg often made startling remarks, seeming quite unreliable, in critical moments, he could always pierce straight to the point; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to assist three kings of Cangyuan Country.

"Well said," Ye Wanlan nodded with a smile, "so during this time, we mustn’t be lulled by Chongming but rather stay vigilant. Lancelot, intensify the knight training."

Lancelot saluted: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Everyone else, guard your posts, and do not leave without permission," Ye Wanlan said evenly, "Within three months, there will be a battle in Atlantis. Tomorrow, I will inquire about the national fortune to reassure the people."

Oleg’s expression was suddenly shaken: "Your Majesty... Can Your Majesty also perform divinations? Isn’t that only for the High Priest..."

"Enough, don’t ask what shouldn’t be asked," Ye Wanlan’s tone allowed no dissent, "Dismissed."

The ministers left one by one, leaving Lancelot alone.

He frowned, contemplating: "Is Your Majesty planning to reopen the altar to weaken the influence of the Cangyuan Great Priest?"

"Yes," Ye Wanlan said lightly, "and there’s another task for you."

"What is it?" Lancelot had just asked these three words when Princess Meivis pulled aside the curtain, poking out her round head.

Seeing him, her eyes shone brightly.

"Damn it!" Lancelot immediately backed away. "Why did you let her come? Didn’t you see her eyes, wanting to devour me alive?"

Previously, Princess Meivis had often expressed her love for him, causing him quite a headache, so he

Ye Wanlan said unhurriedly, "Meivis wants to enter the military base. Arrange it properly; let everything follow the rules, and make sure she participates in all the assessments required."

"Yes, don’t skip any!" Princess Meivis clenched her fist, "Give me the most challenging assessments; I want to become the strongest commander!"

Lancelot: "???"

He felt a little bewildered, sensing that each shock today was greater than the last.

First, the emotionless machine Sister YN in his eyes started having romantic affairs, then the love-brained girl in his eyes now just wants to fight.

Had the world turned upside down while he slept?

Lancelot dizzily handed Meivis over to his deputy, arranging the following steps.

Ye Wanlan’s voice rang in his ear: "Underestimating her?"

"Ah? No... no no." Lancelot snapped back, his temple twitching, "You support her to become a commander; what if I lose my job?"

He hadn’t calculated that Meivis would come to steal his rice bowl.

"So lacking in confidence?" Ye Wanlan glanced at Meivis’s back, smiling faintly, "If she truly has such abilities, I’d be glad for her, and don’t expect me to be partial to you."

"Hmph!" Lancelot rubbed his nose, "I’m not bad either. She’s just entered the military base, after all, and has a long way to go. At least for a few years, I won’t be out of a job."

He was determined to secure his iron rice bowl!

**

Deep within the Sea of Stars, tranquility still reigned.

Since Ye Wanlan ascended the throne, the Left and Right Divine Servants were no longer allowed to leave the Sea of Stars, having to guard there.

Suddenly—

"Buzz buzz!"

The Sea of Stars began to shake.

The Left Divine Servant said in surprise, "Lord Priest, you’ve emerged from seclusion!"