After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

He ran through the vast crowd, calling out Lilith's name, until he reached the hillside. He picked Lilith up and held her tightly in his arms, embracing his entire world.

He wished time could stand still, without any heroes or the daughter of a knight commander, with only two ordinary lovers, simply and happily spending their lives together.

Lilith, with tears in her eyes, wiped the bloodstains from Thorne's face with her sleeve and kissed him repeatedly.

"Thorne, we're having a baby! We're having a baby!" Lilith gasped, her face flushed, her expression excited. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you, somewhere where nobody knows us."

"Me too, Lilith, me too," Thorne responded excitedly, savoring the scent of her neck, momentarily forgetting their situation.

"Let's leave together. I'll take you away now, okay?"

"Can't."

Standing behind the two, Jenny's smile was devoid of warmth. She looked down and then up, meeting their tense gazes with a warning look.

After Oswald and his army left, Lilith felt that the person in front of her looked somewhat familiar, but being proud, she would never tolerate the provocation of an unknown nobody.

"Want the honor of defeating the incarnation of the curse?" Lilith sneered, pointing at Jenny's nose and yelling, "Don't underestimate us, you arrogant fool!"

Upon hearing this, Jenny instantly unleashed her full power, pouring out a torrent of magic that startled Lilith into immediately withdrawing her hand.

This familiar feeling...

It seems you've forgotten me.

Jenny's expression was indifferent, and the holy light in her hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.

"It's really sad. Last time you used metal golems to infiltrate the Northern Territory, we seemed to be having a great time communicating, didn't we?"

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Pushing open the door to the city lord's office, Jenny immediately saw Duke Oswald sitting in his office chair, and Eleanor lying in Oswald's arms, legs crossed, accompanying the duke while laughing and playing with the bouquet in her hand.

That's enough, really enough.

With almost a glance, Jenny sensed the growing affection between the two. She was genuinely happy for them, but this was mixed with a touch of sadness and displeasure.

She can't be this best friend for even a day longer.

Using the light rope, they dragged the bruised and swollen Thorne into the office. Lilith, who looked much more docile, followed them in, standing silently in the corner with her head down, not daring to speak.

The newly appointed Holy Maiden is incredibly powerful in combat.

Now that Lilith is pregnant, she spouted nonsense, and the hero Thorne naturally got a severe beating. But what Lilith got after beating Thorne was a careful examination by Janice, and a healing and stabilizing spell on her body...

With the pain subsiding, Lilith was speechless. How should I put it... the other person was unexpectedly a good person.

Elena put down the bouquet and stared blankly at the heroes and the others. She didn't understand the silent atmosphere, but she could read the displeasure in Jenny's eyes.

Finally, we've come to this point.

Thanks to Eleanor's vigilance and Oswald's peculiar thought process, no tragic battle ensued between the three.

Objectively speaking, it was Eileen who never gave Jenny a chance to enter the game, and Jenny's understanding ultimately resulted in Eileen's continued rapid progress.

This is also why Jenny was so angry.

Because... she hasn't let the Duke realize her feelings yet, you bastard! Up until now, the Duke's gaze towards her has been entirely innocent!

Jenny clenched her fists. That patriarchal woman, Eleanor, had firmly grasped the Duke's heart with her heavy love, and the Duke actually fell for it.

All the memories of the past flooded back, perhaps when Elena uttered that possessive inequality in private: "The Duke has no women by his side, and I have become the only woman by his side, therefore I am the Duke's woman."

She should have realized that some people's possessiveness is extraordinary.

And she really wanted to say to some people, "Don't you know why the Duke has no women around him?"

Elena wasn't the only one receiving double pay from the Duke's mansion; most of them had been bribed by her!

What she found most unacceptable was that Janet, as their good friend and comrade-in-arms, and also a saint of the Holy See, was very likely to be brought in by the two of them to be their witness.

That's enough, really enough.

Jenny stepped forward, staring intently at Elene who was still winking at her, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Your Grace, I request to have a one-on-one duel with Elene."

Sensing the strange atmosphere among them as well, Oswald leaned back tactically and slowly put down his pen.

He didn't quite understand girls' friendships, but in his previous life, the two of them did often fight, and then remained good friends afterward...

Do girls sometimes use fists to express their feelings?

Unable to understand these complex questions, Oswald nodded after a few seconds of contemplation.

"Remember to come back for dinner."

"Yes, Your Grace." The two smiled sweetly and answered in unison, but as they walked out of the room and closed the door, a loud bang erupted.

The entire city lord's mansion was shaking violently. Oswald, who was used to this, gathered up the collapsed documents, propped his chin up with his hands, and calmly asked the two heroes.

"You have two choices: either the three of you die right now in the Northern Territory, or you unconditionally accept all my orders for the rest of your lives."

"Any objections?"

The aftershocks of the battle caused the cracks to grow wildly on the wall. Thorne, who had broken free of the light ropes and regained his mobility, looked tense and quickly swallowed.

Compared to these minor issues, shouldn't the Duke be more worried about whether those two will tear down the city lord's mansion? My wife and children are still here!

"Thorn, you are hiding a secret." Seeing Thorne and Lilith remain silent, Oswald sighed heavily.

Strictly speaking, his suspicions were limited to the Holy Lance of the Hero.

What caused the neurotic Princess Diana to sink to this point? What turned the volatile Lilith into a virtuous wife and mother? What makes everyone tacitly believe, despite having no evidence, that that old stick can create miracles?

The hero, ha, is merely a vessel for the Holy Lance.

The Holy Lance easily dealt with the cursed incarnation, and Oswald was equally concerned about the Holy Lance's offspring.

In his third life, the hero, this stallion, finally had a child, and under such complicated circumstances.

Will the child of the Holy Lance possess some wondrous abilities?

While waiting in Oswald, with no other choice, Thorne immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Your Grace, I am willing to serve you, but my wife and children..."

"Don't worry about that." Oswald waved his hand to interrupt him and said in a deep voice, "The pregnant woman and the child can stay in the Northern Territory without worry. I will not make things difficult for them because of past grudges."

"And as you can see," Oswald said with a cold laugh, spreading his dark palm. "The real obstacle to my progress is not you, these manipulated pawns."

"Of course, I won't ignore the fact that most of you are scum. Don't even think about delaying Judgment Day; I won't tolerate any of your transgressions."

"Thorne, you wouldn't want your child to become the only slave in the Northern Territory, would you?"