Mist Empire’s Rise: Fake Noble to Fog Queen

 

"Most of the indigenous people of Ancient Xiyuan had red hair. Back then, red hair was a sign of pure bloodline."

"Later, to escape the wasteland, the people from The Wastes invaded the Western Continent, sparking a prolonged war with the natives here."

"The natives were fierce and killed many of them, so they were hated and stigmatized. As a result, red hair became a symbol of evil."

"This is nothing more than persecution of a minority by the majority to protect their own interests."

"If you despise yourself, aren't you just fulfilling their wishes?"

Luo Wei gazed into Troy's emerald-like eyes, feeling a twinge of sadness in her heart.

Perhaps one day, such brilliant colors would disappear from the world.

Just like the Westerners in her previous life, red hair was labeled with various tags: demonic, lustful, barbaric, impulsive, lowly, stupid...

In the Middle Ages, a large number of red-haired women were burned as evil witches, and many red-haired girls were treated as prostitutes by men.

In modern times, people with red hair and green eyes had become rare.

White people not only discriminated against other races but were also ruthless in discriminating against their own.

Just like her father in her previous life.

The thought of him filled Luo Wei with a visceral disgust.

"So that's how it is..."

It was the first time Troy had heard such an explanation. His mind felt as if it had been struck twice, suddenly enlightened.

He looked at the girl before him and suddenly felt that she was like a profound thinker.

Knowing the stories that flowed through the river of history, using wisdom to guide fallen mortals out of their delusions.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him silent, Luo Wei thought he might be depressed and hurried to comfort him: "It's okay, don't be too sad. If it really bothers you, we can always change the color!"

"Ever heard of hair dye?"

Troy: ...

He turned away, his face cold.

"Don't think you can deceive me with such words. I won't fall for it."

"You say no one sent you? Then how do you know about the ritual I use to sacrifice to the evil god?"

Luo Wei blinked: "I don't know. I was just bluffing."

Troy laughed angrily: "Do you think I believe that?"

"I advise you to believe it," Luo Wei said firmly. "If you don't, I might go to the temple and expose you."

Troy's face suddenly darkened: "I hate being threatened."

"I don't like threatening people either, but you seem to only accept this kind of cooperation."

"I thought you were a kind person," Troy said grimly. "I was mistaken. There's not a single good person among the nobles."

Luo Wei burst into laughter: "Haha, I didn't expect such a big person to be so naive."

She wiped away the tears of laughter and slowly straightened up, her gentle black eyes turning cold and arrogant.

"Kind people don't live long."

"Someone wants me dead, so I can only do my best to survive. Tell me, will you help me or not?"

Troy hesitated for a moment, then reached out his hand to her.

"What are you doing?"

"Payment first, then service."

Luo Wei's mouth twitched as she took out a silver coin and placed it in his hand.

Seeing the silver coin, Troy's whole body shook, his eyes widening suddenly: "Didn't you say one gold coin per day?!"

"I don't have it at the moment. I'll make it up to you later."

Troy looked at her angrily.

Luo Wei held out her hand: "Take it or leave it. If you don't want it, give it back to me."

Troy had never met such a shameless person before. Afraid she might really take the money back, he quickly pocketed the silver coin.

Even after taking the money, he still grumbled: "Cunning noble!"

Luo Wei glanced at him, not at all surprised that he would accept it.

The little boy had said that Troy was desperately poor and loved to drink. He would definitely be willing to be hired by her if he saw money.

Because apart from her, no one else would hire him for a job, even though his swordsmanship could take on a city full of mercenaries single-handedly.

"Da la beng ba ban de bei di..."

Having successfully hired an incredibly strong bodyguard with just one silver coin, Luo Wei was in such a good mood that she hummed a tune all the way back.

Troy escorted her back to the academy with a solemn face. He hadn't smiled since they left the small grove.

At the academy gate, Luo Wei turned and said, "I don't need your protection inside the school. You can wander around this street during the day."

"There's a little beggar on the street, looks about five or six years old, with gray eyes and brown hair, thin and small. Keep an eye on him, don't let him get bullied."

The more Troy heard this description, the more familiar it sounded: "You mean Little Mouse?"

Luo Wei laughed: "So that's what he's called."

"But he's changed his name now. He's called Roman."

Troy gave her a strange look, then lowered his head, lost in thought.

"I'm going now. See you tomorrow."

Luo Wei pulled her clothes tighter and quickly walked into the academy.

The nights in Siria were getting darker faster, and the air was getting colder.

At night, in the boys' dormitory.

In the candlelight, Kell asked with an irritated face: "So, you failed to kill her again today?"

Chad was ashamed: "Your Highness, her luck is just too good."

Every time he prepared to make a move, he failed for various reasons.

Last night, when he put the magic spider in her room, she woke up just as it crawled onto the bed.

At noon today, he snuck into the dining hall to poison her, but she spent the whole afternoon reading in the library and didn't go to eat at all!

In the afternoon, he finally managed to ambush her in an alley, but just as he drew his sword, he was spotted by a little beggar hiding under a pile of junk. He ended up tripping over his own feet, allowing the little beggar to escape.

"And now she's hired a magic swordsman to protect her. I can't find an opportunity to make a move at all."

Reflecting on the day's encounters, Chad felt utterly exhausted.

"A magic swordsman? Are you sure?" Kell stood up excitedly.

"Absolutely certain, but that magic swordsman has dirty blood," Chad said respectfully.

Kell's face immediately showed a look of disgust: "No wonder. How could a glorious magic swordsman appear here?"

He didn't want to hear any more about the unclean person and instead asked about Luo Wei: "You just said she tore off the crust of the white bread to feed the dogs and only ate the soft part herself?"

"Yes, Your Highness. She didn't even want to eat the soft part and threw both pieces of white bread to the beggars." Chad looked puzzled.

Kell was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped.

"Could I have guessed wrong? Is she not a witch sent by my sister, but a noblewoman of high birth?"

White bread was expensive and had always been food for the nobility. Commoners usually only ate dark bread with bran.

But she not only bought white bread, she tore off the crust before eating it, and even then she didn't want to eat it, giving it directly to beggars!

Even he, as a prince of the principality, wouldn't dare to be so extravagant.

Although he could afford to do so, if he did, his father the king would surely break his legs!

Kell was in a daze, suddenly unsure of Luo Wei's identity.

Previously, he thought she was just a commoner with witch blood, which was why he dared to send Chad to assassinate her.

But if she wasn't... Kell dared not imagine this possibility.

After a while, he calmed down and ordered: "From tomorrow on, I want you to keep an eye on her, but don't make a move. Wait for my orders, understand?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chad bowed and stood up. Seeing Kell's conflicted expression, he hesitated whether to voice his thoughts.

He felt that Luo Wei probably wasn't a young lady from a noble family, but a witch.

Because nobles all hated the descendants of criminals and would never hire them for protection.

Another point was that last night, he had personally seen her put the magic spider into a cup and even call it cute.

A noble young lady would never find a terrifying poisonous spider cute. Only a witch would be so perverted!

TBC