The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 147: Her Own Intention

As soon as the Empress spoke the words, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on her.

If we could obtain it for our own, or have the children of our clan start using it from childhood.

Wouldn’t it allow us to lead by far over other families in the coming decades?

Could it even completely change the power dynamics of The Empire?

Selene Kane tightly pressed her hand against her chest.

The heart inside her chest seemed uncontrollable, pounding fiercely against her ribs.

Cold sweat silently slid down her forehead, seeping into her hair along her temple.

Next, they should mention me, right?

Her eyes were fixed intently on the Empress.

After all, from the initial spark of insight, through repeated experimentation and data adjustment, to finalizing and mass production.

Every step was completed by her alone in the unknown depths of the night.

She used to be a notorious bad Female Master.

Arrogant and unruly, willful and reckless, destroying engagements, humiliating the nobility...

If everyone suddenly learned that the significant breakthrough now sweeping across the realm came from her hands, would they be shocked into a loss of composure?

This thought both unsettled and subtly excited her.

The Empress raised the crystal wine glass in her hand, the amber liquid inside swaying slightly.

A slight curve at the corner of her lips was not warm, instead carrying a condescending mockery.

"For this major breakthrough, we must thank—"

Selene Kane held her breath, her nostrils barely moving.

The moment of glory had finally arrived!

"System, quickly record this!"

"One."

The Empress suddenly paused.

The entire banquet hall fell into a deathly silence, everyone holding their breath, waiting.

Then, she clearly announced: "Thanks to all the scientists of the Royal Academy of Sciences for their efforts."

Selene Kane’s mind buzzed.

In that instant, all her passion, excitement, and anticipation froze.

She widened her eyes, her pupils contracting violently, unable to believe what she saw.

This isn’t real, absolutely isn’t real!

The cheers of the crowd rose and fell, applause thundered.

"No, it’s not like this..."

She mechanically shook her head, her lips turning pale from biting, even bleeding, yet she was oblivious.

"Obviously this thing is... obviously it’s me..."

The words stuck halfway in her throat, unable to utter another syllable.

Lady Lynn sat not far away, her brow furrowed.

She quietly shook her head, the movement very small, but the meaning very clear.

Then, she silently moved her lips and mouthed three words: "Don’t insist."

Those three words pierced Selene Kane’s heart like an icy blade.

She froze.

Indeed, what could she do?

Stand up and say, "That’s incorrect, it was made by me"?

But who would believe her?

This was her achievement, why should she give it up?

Why should she watch others step over her blood to take credit and receive rewards?

Moreover... only what she created was effective.

The core algorithm was embedded in her brainwave frequencies, every parameter resonating with her nervous system.

Others following the blueprint could not replicate the same effect.

Thinking of this made her face turn pale, cold sweat forming on her forehead.

If one day the Empress discovered that no one could copy the technology, suspecting the source to be a single brain capable of operating it, and ordered her locked in the palace to work relentlessly...

It would be better to die.

A chilling dread crawled up her spine, but she didn’t shrink back.

She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no longer panic or fragility in them.

She took a deep breath, her breath stabilized as it poured into her chest, the fear slowly fading from her body.

Even if there was a deep abyss ahead, she had to take this step forward.

"Your Majesty," she spoke, her voice not loud yet piercing through the uproar, "Didn’t you say earlier there would be a reward for the inventor?"

When Selene Kane spoke, the side hall went silent.

The nobles turned to look at her, eyes filled with astonishment.

In their view, she was just a naive girl, daring to confront the Empress in such an occasion.

Even if she was the creator, so what?

Confronting Your Majesty in public was courting death, how could she think she would leave alive?

"Selene!"

Caleb Shaw suddenly stood up, moving so quickly he almost knocked over the chairs behind him.

Their expressions were more anxious than when Princess Kate accidentally fell at the royal banquet, indeed far more tense.

"Do not be impudent."

Selene Kane clenched the necklace on her chest, her fingertips slightly pale from the force.

She avoided Caleb Shaw’s gaze, pursing her lips.

"Does Your Majesty wish to go back on her words?"

Caleb Shaw’s face turned ghostly pale.

Instinctively, he wanted to kneel down to plead on her behalf, knees just bending, movements unfinished,

yet the Empress lightly raised her hand, a graceful motion.

This gesture silently stopped his subsequent actions.

She remained composed, seated on the High Rank throne.

Although her lips held a smile, the smile did not reach her eyes, instead revealing a cold distance.

Thus responded with complete calmness, even her tone was unwavering.

"There’s no need for anyone to be nervous."

The Empress spoke slowly.

"When Commander returned triumphantly last time, I personally promised to reward Miss Kane, recognizing her support during the campaign. Yet due to complex palace affairs, consecutive urgent reports from the borders, and parliamentary disputes, it was delayed, causing Miss Kane to grow impatient, indeed my oversight."

"No..."

Selene Kane just wanted to refute, but the word only came out half before Caleb Shaw silenced her with a sharp look.

She bit her lip, ultimately swallowing the rest of her words, though her hand at her side remained clenched into a fist.

The next moment, the Empress beckoned with a finger.

The attendant immediately stepped forward, walking steadily, his expression respectful.

In his hands he held a velvet tray, quietly displaying an ornament.

The ornament had a unique shape, with sharp angles.

The pearls embedded were round and full, glistening like morning dew.

Far more exquisite than the few broken pearls Zane secretly took out of the palace.

As Selene Kane looked at the ornament, she suddenly found herself a bit ridiculous.

She thought of herself as wise and clear-minded, having read plenty of novels and watched many movies in her past life, with broad knowledge, fearing nothing.

But reality, as always, slapped her in the face. She realized that before true authority, one’s so-called "knowledge" was insignificant.

"To commend Commander Caleb Shaw for his outstanding achievements against The Federation,"

The Empress’s voice rose again.

"I specially grant Miss Kane entry into the Royal Academy of Sciences as an assistant researcher to serve the nation. This is fulfilling the earlier promise."

"Your Majesty, I fear this is inappropriate." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

An elderly Duke finally couldn’t hold back and stood up.

He was dressed in a deep purple suit adorned with a family honor emblem on his chest.

As his words fell, the side hall once again fell into brief silence.

Yet before he could complete a second sentence, his Female Master suddenly reached out, grabbing his sleeve.

She slightly shook her head, the movement very subtle, almost imperceptible.

Everyone knew, the Empress was always like this.

Whatever she personally decided, was never changed; no one could alter it.

Since today’s arrangements were made, she naturally had her intentions.