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Luster didn't say anything, but just wrote in Helen's notebook.

Anna is the head maid in the palace and nominally Rast's superior. It seems that she has been serving as a maid in the palace since the reign of Helen's mother.

Therefore, even Helen sometimes respects Anna's opinion.

If she knew that he had kidnapped the queen...it would undoubtedly become a huge obstacle in Rast's actions.

Hearing this, Helen nodded obediently.

She saw Luster raise his hand and wave toward the end of the street.

next moment.

A shiny, well-maintained carriage stopped silently in front of them.

……

"Well done, Grey!"

The curtain of the fortune teller's hut was pushed open.

Janice, who was petite, rushed over like a bear.

"The captain has sent news that Her Majesty the Queen is quite satisfied with this divination."

"Our plan is also going smoothly, and the mission target has completely gained trust in the captain."

"Next, the Lost Paradise project can be pushed into its third phase, which is the final stage."

Janice hugged Gray, who was dressed as a fortune teller, and rubbed her fair cheek.

"Sure, Grey."

"When you first volunteered to play the fortune teller, the vice-captain and I were a little worried that you'd get stage fright and be exposed. We didn't expect you to perform so well."

"Even with the inside information the captain provided earlier, it shows that you have a talent for acting."

"And... that's a king who's a legend in his own country!"

"Yet you were able to deal with her without batting an eyelid... Even the deputy captain said that your composure and composure, even in the face of a devastating situation, is a model worthy of emulation for all of us new shore defenders."

Janice looked quite excited.

It was no wonder that she was so excited. As a newly promoted shore guard, she was tasked with carrying out such a high-level mission right from the start, and she also played an important role in the mission, assisting the team in advancing the plan to the final step.

Regardless, this is an achievement she should be proud of.

However, the other side.

Gray, whose figure was hidden in the hooded cloak, did not feel as happy and proud as Janice.

She just stared blankly at the crystal clear amethyst ball on the wooden table in front of her.

This was originally just a random prop picked up by the Shore Guards to accompany Gray's role as a fortune teller...

But at this moment, the previous bright silver light in the amethyst ball has not faded yet, and there is still some residue.

This is the echo of the power of "fate" in the real world.

The initial questions and answers between her and Helen were indeed arranged based on the inside information provided by Last.

Any shore guard could make a similar statement.

but.

The last question raised by Helen and her own answer were not as simple as acting.

Recalling the scene I saw in my mind just now——

A hint of confusion flashed across Gray's emerald green eyes.

Whether it was the plan for "Lost Paradise" or the outcome of that prophecy, including this grand performance that I, as a member of the plan, had come to watch...

Do not know why.

What Rast did in Paradise Royal City at this moment fell into Gray's eyes...

However, there was a sense of disconnection and incongruity between this figure and her memory, the tall and straight figure who had saved her from the cycle of despair in Frozen Water Town.

It was as if there was something hidden in the fog that had not yet been revealed.

……

Present world, the Mystery Tower.

The light curtain rippled like water waves, reflecting the scenery inside.

It suddenly started raining in the royal city shrouded in darkness.

But it was not the violent storm like before, but a light drizzle, and hair-like raindrops were floating in the dim lights on the street.

The evening breeze and drizzle interweave, adding a sense of loneliness to this city that has returned to tranquility from the hustle and bustle.

The carriage carrying Rast and Helen sped through the flooded streets of the imperial capital, splashing water.

"They are going back to the palace."

Dean Yin chewed on a grilled fish cake and pointed at the image on the screen.

Its food was upgraded from the previous dried fish to grilled fish cakes. This was because after watching the live broadcast on the light screen for so long, even Ophelia herself was a little hungry, so she asked her subordinates to bring some food from outside to the Secret Tower.

Dean Yin also cleverly, or rather shamelessly, seized the opportunity and got the takeout food that the Second Princess ate and drank with public funds.

"Anyone can see this kind of thing. No one will think you're dumb if you don't say anything, little ferret."

Ophelia rolled her eyes at Dean Yin.

But Dean Yin obviously would not stop complaining because of Ophelia's words.

For this ultimate otaku, not being allowed to complain while watching a live broadcast is like not being allowed to post comments while watching a video, or not being allowed to post comments while reading a novel. Half of the fun will be lost.

"So—is this guy always this lucky when it comes to picking up girls?"

"If they hadn't boarded the carriage in advance, they would have been soaked to the skin by now."

"It's not luck."

Ophelia shook her head, her wine-red eyes fixed on everything in the light curtain.

Behind her, within the undead metal, the matrix's light flickered. The mechanic's auxiliary intelligence automatically slowed down and analyzed the previous footage. "There's something wrong with that coachman."

“Although he was dressed as a coachman, his hands showed no signs of years of whipping or weathering.”

"Also, the coachman's breathing was very even and steady. He looked like a well-trained soldier or someone of a similar profession."

"Also, although it's not easy to notice—"

"But when the two of them got into the carriage, the coachman had a subtle eye contact with Luster."

In her wine-red eyes, dark streams of data flowed rapidly.

Then, the analysis came to a credible conclusion: "This coachman is in cahoots with my brother-in-law."

"Furthermore, this coachman, or the team behind him, must have mastered some kind of ability to predict future weather and predicted the subsequent rainfall."

"That's why we arranged a carriage to pick them up in advance."

"Combined with the historical context of the Sixth Epoch, I believe this should be some kind of supernatural power."

"Wow, this is so scary! Is it the same type of ability as "Weather Forecast"? " Dean Yin looked shocked.

"It's a good thing we're in the Sixth Epoch... If it were in the modern world, I'd probably just be a weather station host."

Ophelia ignored the complaints of the ferret next to her and just focused her attention on the surging data stream again.

After a long moment, she spoke softly, "It's not just the coachman."

"All of their actions today, starting from the circus... and ending with the divination club, were secretly orchestrated by this team."

"It's a complete performance, except for... the heroine in the story."

"Yes, but what is their purpose?"

Dean Yin finished the last bit of cake. He stretched out his little paw and licked the cake crumbs on it. The teasing tone in his words subsided a bit:

"There has to be a reason why you went to so much trouble to stage such a love story."

"Who knows? Having a near-legendary queen, the ruler of a country, fall in love with me would bring so many benefits."

Ophelia's tone turned slightly colder. "He was attracted by beauty, he wanted to live off her, he had his eyes on some treasure in this country, or it was a honey trap... It could all be possible."

The conversation between the man and the mink suddenly stopped.

Because within the light curtain, the speeding carriage slowly stopped.

This is an inconspicuous alley in the inner city, and the palace in the center is across the street.

Luster jumped down first and opened the umbrella he got from the carriage.

Then a white leg stretched out, and a girl with long ice-blue hair jumped off the carriage, tapping her toes on the ground to avoid the potholes.

They ran towards the alley leading to the palace under an umbrella. The girl's steps were light, while Rast's steps were steady. The black umbrella covered the girl's whole body just right, but only covered half of his own.

Amidst the slightly swaying umbrella tip and the ice-blue hair fluttering in the wind, the sound of rain seemed to fade away in an instant.

In the misty drizzle, the alley stretched infinitely into the darkness.

Dean Yin opened his mouth, wanting to complain about the content of the live broadcast as usual, but the sharp comments were on the tip of his tongue and he could no longer say them.

It turned around and looked at Ophelia beside it, only to find that the little princess was also looking at it.

The man and the mink looked at each other in silence. They wanted to say something, but found that they had nothing to say.

You and your friends have been having fun outside all day, and when you are returning home exhausted, you sit in the car, listening to the sound of rain outside, feeling the city and your own soul become quiet in the night... In the silence, the two hearts are so close that even the sound of breathing can be heard clearly.

This is a beautiful scene that only those who have experienced it personally are qualified to evaluate.

But unfortunately, neither the Snow Ferret Dean who has been a otaku for ten thousand years, nor the little princess who likes to pretend to be mature but is actually a minor... have ever had such an experience.

So the barrage duo could only stare at the screen quietly, in silence.

“It’s beautiful…”

After a long time, Ophelia said softly.

"Yes, it's beautiful."

Dean Yin nodded, and suddenly he was not so sure about his previous guess.

This scene is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't bear to destroy it.

Even though Last's soul was so deep, like a black hole that swallowed up all light... he should be able to feel this beauty.

This is a fairy tale story, so it deserves a fairy tale ending.

"Playing with feelings, causing chaos, deceiving innocent girls... This kid can't really do such a depressing thing."

"A playwright like you will be despised by everyone, condemned by everyone, and condemned by everyone, right?"

Dean Yin muttered a few words.

Its murmur was very soft, but Ophelia beside it heard it clearly.

Her wine-red eyes stared at the scenery on the light screen, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

"If that's the case..."

"Then he and my sister are quite compatible."

Chapter 114 Let’s Start Our Last Journey (Two in One)

The image on the light screen changed.

From the dark alleys, after many twists and turns, bypassing the maids on duty outside... finally arrived at the magnificent palace.

They ran side by side through the back door of the palace and went up the stairs together.

A few minutes later, as Luster said gentle goodnight, the lights in the bedroom window went out.

And the object of the soul binding of the Shadow Crystal Stone - Axia, or Helen, the Queen of the Underworld in the Sixth Epoch, returned to her palace.

The scene within the light curtain also became quiet again.

Helen returned to her peaceful daily life which had remained unchanged for decades.

The speed of video playback was accelerated again, from one-to-one speed to dozens of times the previous speed.