Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

The European-style bedroom features a dome adorned with pale scrollwork patterns, an wrought-iron bed draped with off-white curtains, and warm glowing wall lamps, exuding a simple yet luxurious atmosphere.

Ye Gongyin frowned and sank into the main seat of the sofa, while Nishizawa stood quietly to the side.

Shenyu had barely arrived at the Central Star Port when he was invited into the palace. Before he could even rest, he immediately began treating Ye Gongxian.

He leaned close to Ye Gongxian, his palm hovering over his heart, golden light seeping silently into his weakened body.

According to his investigation, Yoru Miyamoto's spiritual body has already met the person he was meant to meet.

The totem of the royal family, or spiritual entity, is the thunder bird from the "Nine Chicks of the Phoenix" legend of the Shangyuan era, which controls the divine power of thunder.

As the royal family changed, the Thunderbird's divine power gradually weakened until it was completely exhausted by the time of Gen Yamiya. However, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. When the old power faded away, another special ability was awakened.

When a sentinel is dying, its soul automatically sinks into the world of the spirit body.

Although they lack consciousness, their survival instinct remains, and their minds tend to gravitate towards areas with high concentrations of pheromones in order to find a compatible pheromone.

Right now, Gen Yomiya's Thunderbird has found its destined guide and even had close contact with him.

He should be able to regain consciousness within two months.

Unlike Shenyu's composure, the imperial physicians knelt outside the door in unison, their bodies trembling like leaves.

His Highness may really be in grave danger this time. An old imperial physician had just stepped forward to examine him, and before the instruments were even turned on, Ye Gongxian coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

Ye Gongyin's face was full of worry, but her voice remained as deep, cold, and authoritative as ever: "Little priest, how is the situation?"

"There will be no worries within two months."

Shenyu slowly withdrew his hand, his face even paler than before, his lips so pale they were almost transparent. Up close, he looked like a sickly person tending to another sickly person.

Both of them looked extremely unwell.

Upon hearing this, Yoru Miyako's heavy worries did not subside; instead, her doubts deepened.

Even as the heir to the throne, she couldn't contain her worry for her brother, and her tone abandoned all decorum: "What do you mean by 'certainly safe'? You need an explanation. Is it treatment, medication, or rest? And what should we do next? How can I trust you with just one question?"

"Cough, cough..." Shenyu couldn't help but cough, his brows furrowed, and he himself seemed about to collapse: "Princess, rest assured, all you need to do now is rest. Send people to take care of His Highness 24 hours a day, and make sure he doesn't get hurt."

He leaned back in his chair, his eyelashes fluttering, and he managed to squeeze out a few words in a barely audible voice: "There are some internal matters that I cannot and should not discuss. I hope Your Highness will understand."

"never mind."

Ye Gongyin's eyes instantly darkened. One by one, her ministers had ruined their health for the sake of the empire's glory, especially the priest in front of her, who had fallen from SSS-rank to B-rank and still had to preach and divine for the empire, which was very hard for him.

She felt ashamed that she had to rush him back to the Central Star, and that the journey was arduous.

She couldn't bear to ask any more questions, let alone criticize her.

She comforted him, "I was too hasty. You should go back and rest. The commander will take full responsibility for your accommodation and travel. Just relax and rest. Don't exhaust yourself before His Highness wakes up."

Shenyu forced a smile: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Xize Lu bowed to Ye Gongyin with his left hand over his chest, then turned to Shenyu: "The Central Military Region has a higher security level. I have sent my adjutant to prepare a few empty rooms on higher floors so you can stargaze at any time."

Shenyu waved his hand, his voice low and hoarse: "No need to trouble yourself. There are still many things to take care of at the church. It's inconvenient to travel back and forth from the military area. I can stay at the Empire State Building."

"Suit yourself. I will send sentries to protect you."

Thank you.

Before he could finish speaking, Shenyu could no longer suppress the metallic taste rising in his throat. He hastily bowed to Ye Gongyin and then signaled the guards to quickly push him out of the bedchamber.

He had not consulted the oracle for three years, and suddenly expending so much energy, his frail body could no longer hold on.

Ru Feng, concerned, blurted out, "My lord! Your mouth is bleeding!"

Shenyu quickly raised his hand, covered his lips with his fingers, and made a shushing gesture.

Rushan reacted swiftly, much more composed than Rufeng. Although he was also flustered, he methodically and quickly pushed the person out of the palace.

His illness cannot be easily spread. If people find out that God's messengers are all sickly, who will still believe in God's power?

Yomi Oto arranged everything for her brother and supervised the servants to install the levitation sphere with no blind spots before leaving Yomi Gen's palace.

Behind her, Caesar followed silently.

Ye Gongyin summoned him to the palace for two reasons: first, to learn about the situation in the five military regions, and second, to discuss the arranged marriage.

In the interstellar world, Empires and Federations coexist.

The empire adheres to the imperial system, and the current empress is in power.

The federation has only been established for a little over five thousand years, and is governed by a commander-in-chief, making it relatively democratic.

To consolidate interstellar harmony, the two sides hold a marriage alliance every few decades.

The marriage partner in this case is Xizelu.

When the marriage was initially arranged, the Ye Gong siblings strongly opposed sending Nishizawa, but the old nobles interfered, which led to the marriage agreement.

The empire is suffering from a shortage of talent, and a commander like Caesar, who is both shrewd and ruthless, must not be let go.

Ye Gongyin stepped down the stairs first, her back exuding an undeniable air of authority: "What's your relationship with Director Lu Weiliang like?"

Xizelu paused, then nodded slightly after a moment of surprise: "Extremely bad!"

Yonomiya Oto: "Because of what happened in the past?"

"Yes."

"But you and she are a perfect match!"

"Yes." Xizelu lowered his head, a clear look of disgust in his red eyes.

The attendant, being very perceptive, quietly moved a soft stool over during the brief moment.

Ye Gongyin slowly sat down, her gaze sweeping over Xize Road, her tone calm and indifferent: "Your Highness discussed this with me before you fell into a coma, and we all disagreed with your marriage proposal."

"Of the five military regions, three have ulterior motives. If you leave now, no one can control you. Although your mother strongly recommends your brother, you also know that he is a good-for-nothing who hasn't woken up yet. He is not fit to handle this situation."

She paused, then changed the subject: "When His Majesty arranged the marriage, you didn't have a perfectly compatible guide by your side. Now that Guide Lu has appeared, no one but her can touch your spiritual sea. Going to the Federation would be tantamount to suicide."

"I will submit a memorial on your behalf, saying that the destined person has appeared, and requesting Your Majesty to rescind your decree."

"This is an opportunity, you know?"

Xizelu's expression was solemn, his crimson eyes lowered, and his voice was deep and cold: "What does Your Highness want me to do?"

"I'm pursuing Director Lu!"