No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

"That was a clue he left on purpose; he wanted us to find the true location of Her Majesty the Goddess."

"So, you stayed here to wait for us."

Mu Zhixi listened, completely stunned.

So that's what she was thinking?

She stayed here simply because there was a comfortable sofa to lie on; she never expected to find another reason.

"You told us Elixir was insane, also to see how much we could handle."

The more Yuexi thought about it, the more sense it made. The thirty-odd players around her listened and surprisingly also felt there was nothing wrong with it.

"Only those who have endured these hardships are qualified to follow Your Majesty...right?"

Cangya and the four-eyed players nodded in agreement, and when they looked at Eileen again, their eyes were filled with admiration.

Mu Zhixi glanced at the constantly fluctuating faith points in the background, and swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

In that case, let's maintain this mystery.

"Ordinary people always like to find a grand reason for their behavior."

Eileen rested her chin on her hand, her tone turning somewhat cold.

Ranran doesn't like others over-interpreting her thoughts.

Yuexi immediately stood up straight and didn't dare to say anything more.

"I will heed your teachings."

The other players quickly followed their respective race's etiquette, and after a flurry of activity, someone hurriedly added, "We'll do the same!"

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became somewhat strange.

The group of people who were just terrified are now standing respectfully to the side. If it weren't for the eerie presence outside, who would have thought that this was a scene from a horror game?

The black-cloaked priest remained kneeling, not daring to raise his head. He had already decided that whether he could live or not depended on whether Miss Eileen was willing to protect him.

Mu Zhixi flipped through the panel, planning how to continue the next scene.

Yuexi pulled out the tattered page inscribed with ancient divine language from the Book of Truth. The star and crescent moon patterns on the page gleamed faintly in the dim light.

"Miss Eileen."

She looked up, her fingers tightening around the book, and this time her tone was much more resolute than before.

"The writing on this tattered page... it was written by Her Highness the Princess, wasn't it?"

In the hall, everyone's eyes were once again on Eileen.

Looking at the paper, Mu Zhixi felt somewhat guilty. This thing was created after the system triggered the transformation from fake to real. The "Welcome Home" message on it was most likely a scene added by the AI ​​scriptwriter, but judging from the tone, it should indeed have come from the princess.

Who would have thought that this pervert who likes to touch strange waists, after going wrong all the way through, could still guess the right answer in the end?

What you think in your heart is one thing, but you still need to maintain a proper facade.

"She still loves playing these pointless tricks."

Eileen leaned back on the sofa, her emerald green eyes revealing obvious disgust.

"Even when she writes, she insists on doing it the way Ranran used to teach her. It's really pathetic."

This sentence was an admission of Yuexi's guess.

Yuexi's breath hitched, and she instinctively gripped the book pages tightly. "So, it really is Her Highness the Princess..."

"Besides that madman, who else would call wishful imprisonment 'going home'?" Eileen held up two fingers, and the tattered page slipped from Yuexi's palm and rested between her fingers.

A tiny glimmer of light appeared, and the tattered page immediately burst into flames. Strangely, no ashes ever fell.

The paper in the fire gradually twisted and eventually turned into a pitch-black eyeball, its pupil staring straight at Eileen. The fanaticism and resentment emanating from it made even the onlookers feel uncomfortable.

Caught off guard, Cangya and the four-eyed player fell to their seats one after the other. The pressure emanating from that eyeball was hundreds of times stronger than the previous dual-level supernatural attack, and they couldn't even look at it for long.

Eileen didn't even frown; she simply applied a little more pressure to her fingertips.

"Clatter."

The eyeballs shattered instantly, and the aura that had previously suppressed high-level players, preventing them from raising their heads, dissipated completely along with the wisp of black smoke.

"After all these years, you still only know how to secretly test the waters."

Eileen took out a handkerchief, wiped her fingertips, and still looked somewhat disgusted after wiping them.

"She actually thinks she can change anything by sneaking a thought through a crack in the instance?"

Yuexi stared at the handkerchief, her gaze lingering for a long time.

The thought cast by the princess was something even a dual-level supernatural being wouldn't dare to look directly at, yet Miss Eileen casually crushed it, and afterwards complained that it was dirty.

How many such beings are there in the upper echelons of the Holy Land?

"Miss Eileen, Her Highness the Princess said 'welcome home,' does that mean she wants Her Majesty the Goddess...to return to the old royal court?"

Yuexi asked cautiously, the Book of Truth in her palm still burning hot, but she didn't bother to check it.

"Go back to the royal court?"

Eileen chuckled, leaned forward slightly, and scanned the faces of everyone present.

"What's the point of going back to that mess?"

"She felt that as long as she killed everyone around Ranran and completely destroyed the Holy Domain, Ranran would have nowhere to go and would have to stay by her side."

"That cage, piled with bones and stained with blood, is what she calls home."

After listening, none of the thirty-odd players responded; some lowered their heads and gripped their weapons tightly, their palms already sweating.

He killed everyone around him just to spare the goddess.

The emotions of the former ruler of the royal court were so absurd that even outsiders found it ridiculous, yet she actually had the ability to do it.

"Then... why didn't Your Majesty stop her?"

Cangya mustered up his courage to ask the question, but immediately regretted it. His lips moved, but he was afraid that if he continued, it would sound like he was questioning the gods.

Eileen wasn't angry; she simply changed her sitting posture, her expression showing a hint of pity.

"Because Ranran always felt that she was the one who drove that child to this state."

Her voice softened, "But when did she ever consider that her bone age was only a few breaths older than the princess's?"

"Even gods have people they can't let go of. Ranran is just too soft-hearted. She can purify the filth of the world, but she just can't bring herself to hurt her own sister."

Mu Zhixi mentally gave herself a thumbs up for her rhetoric.

The character is beautiful, strong, and tragic, and is also bound by past ties with his yandere younger sister who is relentlessly pursuing him. This character design is flawless.

The reason why the Holy Land and the Old Royal Court have been deadlocked for so many eras has been explained, and the image of the goddess as pure and benevolent has become more stable.

Sure enough, the faith value on the panel started to surge again. Don't forget, besides the players in the lobby, the clan's live stream was also watching.

Players have come to believe this grudge that spans generations, and they can't help but wonder if the goddess, sitting alone on her throne, ever sighed about it.

Yuexi looked at the direction where the tattered page had disappeared, hesitated for a moment, and then asked the question.

"But why is there a pattern of stars and a crescent moon on that piece of paper? That's clearly the emblem of our Moon Clan."

She had just noticed this, but her suspicions were too great to be true, so she hesitated to confirm it.

Could it be that the Moon Clan had some connection with the princess during the Primordial Era?

Mu Zhixi's heart skipped a beat. Could it really be such a coincidence? She had no idea why.

But now sitting here is an all-knowing behind-the-scenes manipulator, so no matter how outrageous the question is, she has to accept it.

Eileen looked at Yuexi again, her gaze more peculiar than before, as if she had finally remembered something interesting from the past.

"Because that design wasn't originally yours."

She spoke casually, but Yuexi was immediately stunned.

"What?"

"If I remember correctly, that was a design that Ranran carved herself. She originally intended to give it to that madman as a birthday present."

Eileen thought for a moment, and when she spoke, it was still in the tone of a casual chat.

"Unfortunately, they broke up before I could even send it."

"Later, Ranran gave that thing engraved with stars and a crescent moon to an elf believer in the garden. She was in charge of pruning the moon tree... Maybe she was your ancestor."