Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

Either tell me.

Why don't you kill me?

What am I to you?

To you, what am I really...?

Grabbing the Void Mirror, the prince unleashed a galaxy of surging waves, crashing it down upon Violet!

Even using only physical means, the power of the ultimate imperial weapon is still terrifying!

Just as the prince closed his eyes, awaiting the impact, even the excruciating pain...

The person in front of her, Shion, actually took a step back.

The Void Mirror swept across the void and was eventually stepped on by Ziyuan.

Without a second thought, Itaun lifted it up and smashed it again!

Thinking that it wouldn't matter even if the Void Mirror collapsed, Shion didn't expect that she would withdraw her right foot again and take two steps back.

"Retreat?! Fight me!"

Ziyuan ignored the prince, only staring at the Void Mirror and the Devouring Demon Jar in her hand. "I shattered the Void Mirror with my bare hands... There are actually two Void Mirrors?"

The prince had just brandished the Void Mirror, though he had used magic power converted from the inner workings of the Supreme Emperor Weapon.

But he was already panting heavily, half-squatting, yet still maintaining his arrogant and noble sneer: "For the Mirror Kingdom, as long as it can be manufactured, mass production is only a matter of time, it's just a matter of cost."

"Where did the Devouring Demon Jar come from?"

"Why are you spouting so much nonsense? Are we going to fight or not?!"

Ziyuan had given Ruoyun and the others from the Holy Temple several ideas for supreme imperial weapons.

However, the Devouring Demon Jar was something she herself never thought could be accomplished.

Seeing it now, I was naturally somewhat surprised.

The temple's power was greater than he had imagined.

Seeing the prince Ithaan, who was full of fighting spirit, Shion surprisingly gave way.

"Do not hit."

That originally inflated aura, enough to rival Shion's, vanished in an instant like a punctured ball.

"why?"

"I don't want to kill you."

The prince stood there, looking somewhat flustered and at a loss for what to do for the first time.

Although I had imagined and prepared myself for some of these things, I still had some ideas about them.

However, what you guess and what the other person says are two different things.

Once your guess is confirmed, you will naturally feel that your speculations along this path are correct.

Why not fight yourself? Why don't you want to kill yourself?

Because I am special.

For her.

Why is it special?

Because she loves herself...

Thinking of this, the prince took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed his emotions.

We haven't reached that point yet.

I was overthinking things.

Idiot, delusional, a prince of a fallen kingdom actually harbors such fantasies about the person who destroyed his country, good-for-nothing, love-struck...

You shameless bastard, calm down!

"Ita'en".

"I'm here!"

Then Itaun slapped himself hard, suppressing his smile.

The feeling of happiness that could numb one's consciousness and fighting spirit was still firmly suppressed.

What are you so eager for? You idiot.

"Give me the Void Mirror and the Devouring Demon Jar, and I can spare the Holy Temple."

The prince, having calmed down, patted his chest and raised his head. "The sanctuary is yours, what does it have to do with me? Why should I be threatened by you for this? Are you even thinking straight, Miss Ziyuan?"

"Then let's do it."

Ziyuan thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you two chances."

"What opportunity?"

"Anything is fine."

"Who can understand that!"

After the commotion subsided, meteorites flew around the area, and planets exploded in the distance.

The sun's flames leaped and then died out.

The two of them seemed oblivious to everything in this desolate environment.

Ita took a deep breath and finally tossed the Void Mirror and the Devouring Demon Jar to Violet.

"Only this once."

Ziyuan took the two perfect and flawless supreme imperial weapons and stroked them with great affection.

"grateful."

In reality, being sealed by the Thousand Needle Grass was not that simple.

For her, while manipulating magic was nothing special, dealing with magical girls without magic would always be troublesome.

In other words, the current Supreme Emperor Weapon is useful to her.

They can use magic that they can no longer use.

As we all know, the most fun a toy is when it comes in handy, not when it's just a useless accessory.

While Ziyuan found it interesting and novel before, to be honest, she couldn't use most of its functions herself. At least she could use magic on her own, and relying on the Void Mirror would only make things more complicated and even make her weaker.

Forcing its use is like using a cool-looking piece of equipment in a game that has terrible stats.

It's not that it's unusable, but it just doesn't feel right.

In games, the good weapons are always ugly, and the cool ones are useless, unlike in web novels where style equals combat power, and the cooler you are, the stronger you are...

"Are you really going to kill everyone?"

Having obtained what she wanted, Shion naturally had no intention of entering the sanctuary.

To put it bluntly, it was full of trash that weren't even magical girls, so she wasn't really interested in it.

If it weren't for the fact that the Supreme Emperor Weapon was still useful, she wouldn't even bother to look at it.

"I've already said that."

Having said that, he prepared to leave.

But the prince still walked a few steps beside her.

"Alright, but I'm afraid not many people believed the explanations you gave in public back then."

"It doesn't matter."

"Whether it's me or White Fox and the others, we're all guessing your real purpose. After all, everyone subconsciously feels that no one will tell the truth openly."

Ziyuan did not respond, and the prince followed her to the remnants of the headquarters.

There are many "Aster" flowers surrounding that area.

The prince looked down and then said:

"You need to be careful, neither White Fox nor Coco knows your identity yet."

"I know." Ziyuan tilted her head and glanced at her again. "Are you going to tell them?"

"Ha, why would I do that?"

The prince looked at her with a cold smile. "What good will it do me? Or is this just a pointless threat? Are you underestimating the Mirror King's political intelligence?"

Ziyuan felt that being able to talk about political intelligence proved that one's normal intelligence might be slightly lacking.

But she still respected this former king and ultimately didn't say it.

"Are you a prince or the Mirror King?"

"It depends on the context and my mood."

"So casual."

“After all, it is the Kingdom of Mirrors.” The prince paused. “Now that it’s gone, it’s naturally my decision.”

There was a brief silence.

The prince couldn't help but speak first, "So, are you planning to tell them or not, and when?"

When she encounters Ziyuan, she's always the one who loses her composure first, which is something that can't be helped.

"What do you think?"

"I think that since you intended to deceive them and keep it from them from the very beginning," Itaen murmured in a daze, gazing at the sky full of "Aster" below and the magical girl covered in wounds in the middle.

"Then let's keep them in the dark until the very end."

Shion remained silent, while the prince continued speaking to himself:

"There's nothing wrong with knowing nothing. Being deceived can be a kind of happiness, don't you think?"

Ita's voice grew increasingly faint. Shion glanced to the side and saw that the prince had indeed vanished, leaving only his last words.