Super God: Diary System, but without a brain.

"Uh... what's going on?"

Su Bai stared at the familiar visitor before him, momentarily speechless.

Is this Morgana? No, wait... Liang Bing?

Somewhat bewildered, she turned to look at He Xi, hoping He Xi could give her an answer.

However, seeing He Xi's puzzled expression, she understood.

I'm afraid... she doesn't understand what's going on either.

Yan was quite direct; he drew his sword right away.

"Morgana! You actually dared to come looking for me!"

Ah-Zhui instantly assumed a battle stance, her flaming sword pointing diagonally at the ground, ready to unleash its power at any moment.

Qi Lin and Rui Mengmeng looked at each other in bewilderment.

This... is the demon queen Morgana that Yan and the others were talking about, the one who stirred up the known universe and was hunted by angels for tens of thousands of years?

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it.

Qi Lin sized up the other person:

Wearing a plain white dress and with her long, black hair flowing freely, even with Yan pointing a sword at her, she still had a gentle, non-threatening smile on her face, even with a hint of innocent confusion.

...Have villains reached this level of disguise these days?

Looking like this, who could tell you're a villain?

Indeed, one should not judge a book by its cover. Qi Lin silently made a mental note of this.

Gabriella stood with her arms crossed, observing coldly. She neither understood nor was interested in the world's intrigues and conflicts.

"Yan?" Liang Bing tilted her head slightly, her tone sincere yet confused. "Why are you pointing your sword at me?"

His expression and tone were completely genuine.

Yan paused, his hand gripping the sword still.

She was almost laughing out of anger!

You ask me why I'm pointing a sword at you? You, the number one enemy of angels, the most evil demon queen in the known universe, suddenly appearing here—isn't that a provocation? Isn't that something you're up to?

How dare you ask me why I pointed a sword at you!

He Xi, standing to the side, also had a somewhat subtle expression.

She carefully observed Liang Bing's expression... it wasn't an act.

In other words, Liang Bing was genuinely wondering why Yan was pointing his sword at her.

"Even if we haven't seen each other for a while, you don't have to 'welcome' me like this, do you?" Liang Bing sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness. "Yan, your welcoming ceremony is really... as enthusiastic as ever."

Yan: 「…………」

Who welcomed you?! This is an interrogation! Do you understand what an interrogation is?!

What is Morgana planning to do this time?

Seeing that Yan still showed no intention of sheathing his sword, Liang Bing gently shook her head, her expression carrying a hint of royal authority.

"Yan, I understand you're upset. Leng... she's senior and experienced, so letting her take over the left wing might be hard for you to accept right now."

Her tone was gentle yet undeniable: "But that is no reason for you to point a sword at your queen."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

……What?

Is Leng a left-wing figure?

So what am I?

Angel Yan was so angry she almost laughed.

Okay, very good, extremely good. This Morgana, she actually disgusted herself in this way.

First, she pretends to have amnesia, then says in a serious tone something like "your queen," as if she really is the queen of angels.

Okay, okay, is this how you play?

Su Bai scratched his chin, looked at Liang Bing, then at Yan, and then at He Xi's "Let's see how long you can keep this up" expression.

To be honest, he was quite confused too.

But adhering to his good habit of "sharing the gossip," he quietly took a half step back, moving himself from the tense core area to the spectator zone.

Watch the show first, and then we'll talk.

Family members, does anyone understand?

As soon as the diary was updated, the women immediately put down what they were doing and clicked in, all speculating about what earth-shattering event had occurred.

Someone knocked on our door very early this morning. I wondered who this daredevil was...

When I opened the door, I was stunned.

Who could make Su Bai show such an expression?

The person who arrived was—Morgana!

What?! The Demon Queen Morgana?!

The women were so shocked they almost dropped the diary.

Is this...walking into a trap? Or did they realize Su Bai was too strong and take the initiative to beg for mercy?

Before I could even figure out what was going on, Yan drew his sword and sternly questioned Morgana about her purpose.

Yes, that's very Yan.

It would be abnormal not to draw your sword when you see Morgana.

[And guess what? Morgana actually asked innocently: Yan, why are you pointing your sword at me?]

[Holy crap! If I didn't know you were Morgana, just looking at that blank, pitiful expression on your little face, I almost would have believed you!]

What??

The women—especially the angels—were utterly horrified when they saw this.

What is Morgana up to now?!

If an angel sees you and doesn't draw their sword, are they going to worship you like an ancestor?!

[That's not even the most amazing thing!]

The moment those words were spoken, I, He Xi, Xiao Yanzi, and A Zhui were all completely dumbfounded.

Then, something even more confusing happened—

Morgana actually started lecturing Yan in a very serious tone: Yan, I understand you're feeling uncomfortable.

But Leng's seniority and experience are indeed extensive, so it's understandable that you find it hard to accept her taking over the left wing.

But this is not an excuse for you to point a sword at your queen.

Upon seeing this, the women were completely petrified.

...What the hell?

Is Leng a left-wing figure?

What is Na Yan?

Moreover, she even calls herself—Your Queen?!

At this moment, countless gazes, separated by time and space, converged on the same source of confusion:

Is Morgana serious, or is she just acting?

Angel Leng looked completely bewildered: What the heck? I've become a leftist? Then what about Yan??

She froze for a full three seconds before realizing what was even more amiss—

Wait a minute! She said she's whose queen?!

Angel Yan chuckled in exasperation, coldly glaring at the innocent-looking woman in the white dress before her, her voice icy:

"Ha. You're not my queen."

She spoke each word clearly and coldly: "My queen is the queen of the gods, the holy Keisha."

The words fell.

Liang Bing on the other side did not get angry or embarrassed, nor did she show any of the familiar mockery or violence that belonged to Morgana.

She paused for a moment, then lowered her eyelashes.

When she looked up again, a faint, almost unbearable look of disappointment and desolation appeared on her delicate face.

"Yan..." Her voice was very soft, like a feather falling into a deep pool, yet it stunned everyone present for a moment.

"I never expected that it would be just because I chose Leng as a leftist and not you..."

She paused, as if trying to process some unacceptable fact, then gave a bitter smile:

"You actually... have already sided with my... evil sister?"

—Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

He Xi raised an eyebrow, her interest growing even stronger.

She didn't detect any sign of lying.

The confusion, hurt, and disappointment of the person in front of me were all too real, so real that... the whole scene seemed absurd.