The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　"His Majesty is extremely busy. Hochberg's greetings may offer him some comfort."

　Who is this Heavenly Venerable His Majesty?

　The nobles present fell silent.

　Zoros stroked his goatee, deep in thought.

　Could it be the same person who captured those two Sarkaz last time?

　But they arrived too late, and after asking around for a long time, they still couldn't get any reliable information. He had no recollection of Ramalen's sudden appearance, but when Theresa also appeared, and the two Sarkaz stood together, clearly distinguished by their black and white appearance, he remembered that such an incident had occurred a week ago.

　"Madam, what does His Majesty the Heavenly Venerable have to say? I am all ears."

　After the Emperor finished speaking, Horn asked Theresa with relief.

　"..."

　Of course, there was no such word.

　When Theresa was pushed over, Chen Lingxu didn't say anything, but his meaning was already very clear: he wanted her to do as she pleased.

　Whether she and Ramallen can escape unscathed, or even clear their names of the blame placed on the Sarkaz, depends on her future actions.

　Theresa...don't be nervous...believe in yourself...

　After taking a deep breath, Theresa opened her mouth and looked at the deer woman who had caused this incident.

　"You transferred the Ashes Bill given to you by the Celestial Venerable to others without authorization, thus wasting ten years of your life. The Celestial Venerable is very displeased. However, your purpose was to save people, not for your own selfish desires, which pleases the Celestial Venerable. Therefore, the Celestial Venerable will reward you with ten years as a reward for protecting the weak and following the righteous path."

　Chapter Sixty-Two: The Fake Linwei, So What's the Price?

　"...Horn thanks His Majesty the Heavenly Venerable for His benevolence!"

　Horn was prepared to use his precious ten years to gain the support of the Lancaster family and build his dream of becoming emperor, but he never expected that he would receive a reward.

　Although the nobles present did not know what the so-called Ash Bill was or what ten years was, they had all witnessed Veronica being brought back to life from the brink of death. If they had such a treasure, they would be overjoyed.

　And now, Horn has received another reward...

　The two Sarkaz before them no longer exuded an evil demonic aura; instead, they radiated a dazzling golden light, even more alluring than crimson gold.

　The nobleman who had just started the commotion was now sweating profusely, pondering how to resolve the matter and get his family involved as well.

　"..."

　Despite making a ten-year promise without authorization, Theresa was not as calm as she appeared on her face.

　How am I going to explain this when I get back?

　Is it okay to do a full-course kotatsu?

　"Theresia?"

　Lamaren looked at Peach, who was trembling slightly beside her, reached out and took one of her small hands, trying to distract her from her fear and pass on her courage.

　"And one more thing."

　However, since a promise has already been made, we can deal with the rest later; the primary goal now is to resolve this stigma.

　"The Celestial Venerable dislikes this farce at the banquet."

　Nobody wants to come to dinner happily, only to have someone die at the table.

　How unlucky!

　Theresa's words reflected the sentiments of many nobles and servants. They had initially thought it would just be a matter of words exchanged at the dinner table, but it turned out that some audacious individuals had indeed disrupted the banquet.

　"Yes. This happened at a banquet hosted by my Hochberg family; it's all my fault. I'll take care of it."

　Send people to investigate the murderer's background. This is both to please His Majesty the Heavenly Lord and to avenge Lady Veronica.

　Hornhochberg then realized that the reward he had just received was not for saving someone's life, but rather to ask him to help lift the pot off Sarkaz's head and see who was inside.

　"Ah."

　Theresa thought for a moment, wondering what to say next.

　"Hmph. So there are a few smart ones among you."

　Lamaren then spoke up, throwing out a few more baits, just as Theresa had said earlier.

　“Anyone who dares to kill at this banquet is no ordinary villain. We must strike hard. Today it's the heir of the Lancaster family who died; tomorrow, which family's heir will fall?”

　That makes sense. Upon closer examination, even if the blame is pinned on the Sarkaz, when it comes to actually sending troops, how many nobles would truly be willing to risk their entire fortunes to their deaths? What if they don't achieve much against the Sarkaz, but instead suffer heavy losses themselves? And if the real culprit reappears, how will they save their lives?

　They can just throw in a few slogans to boost morale, that's all. The Sarkaz feud? It's business, no shame in it.

　"The great Primordial Celestial Venerable is kind-hearted and cannot tolerate such things. If you catch the real culprit and bring him before the Primordial Celestial Venerable, you will naturally be rewarded. But don't even think about trying to get away with a few petty thieves. Our master knows everything, so watch your heads."

　Are there any rewards?

　Horn opened his mouth as if to say something, but the eyes of the nobles around him were brighter than the candles around them.

　Bad luck.

　What was originally just his personal mission has now become a multi-player time-limited mission.

　"Okay, okay... Someone, take the two ladies back to their rooms to rest."

　Horn quickly spoke up to end the topic and sent someone to escort the two Sarkaz out of the banquet hall.

　He should talk to the Emperor about what he wants to say; at least the Emperor will negotiate.

　"..."

　Upon arriving at the door of the arranged room, the escorting guards fled from the two demons as if their lives depended on it.

　The two women stood at the doorway, looking at each other. In the end, Theresa spoke first, comforting her sister.

　"It's okay, just say it's my fault."

　"That won't do, that guy will definitely torture you..."

　"It's okay. I can handle it... Alright, let's go inside."

　Pushing open the door, Peach Girl and Blueberry Princess stood one after the other, their shoulders hunched and heads bowed, like two quails standing motionless at the doorway.

　"What are you standing there for? Do I have to invite you to sit down?"

　Chen Lingxu stood by the window, gazing at the night sky, toying with fragments of the black crown in his hand.

　"Master... I'm sorry, it's all my fault, please punish me."

　Theresa tiptoed to his side and immediately began to apologize three times.

　"It's my fault... Master. It's all because I didn't perform well..."

　Lamaren couldn't bear to see Theresa suffer alone, so she spoke up and obediently called the Qilin Master, trying to awaken some of her Master's tenderness and ask him to be gentler with the two of them.

　"Yes. It's good that you know you were wrong."

　But Qilin seemed to be in a very good mood tonight, and was neither angry nor disappointed by their unauthorized decision-making.

　"The ending of this farce was somewhat interesting. As for those things you promised, do you really think I would care about such a trivial amount of time?"

　Chen Lingxu just wanted to have some fun. Whether it was ten years or a hundred years, he could take whatever he wanted, so he naturally didn't think it was too precious.

　What's more... he saw something even more amusing.

　"but."

　But that one sentence woke the two sisters up again, who had just relaxed.

　"Owner?"

　"I want you two to go and capture the person who disrupted this banquet."

　"Ugh?"

　It's not torture...

　Theresa and Lamaren exchanged a glance, both quite surprised that the man had stopped doing bad things.

　"This is a test, Theresa. I gave you the staff so you could learn magic at will, not so you could become a useless tailor."

　Chen Lingxu turned around. The Qilin Overlord had a smile on his face, but it was neither kind nor gentle.

　"I will stay here for another five days. If I fail to catch that petty thief within five days, you two useless slaves will both remain here."

　The Qilin Overlord's "staying" didn't simply mean letting the two of them stay and enjoy life... it meant...

　He had begun to lose interest in them, and if Theresa couldn't prove herself, she and Ramalyn would be the first of the Letanians to 'return to the Golden Melody'.

　"But... I mean, master, could you... give your foolish servant a hint?"

　Peach Girl's face was full of bitterness. She didn't even know who her opponent was, and she had no clue what to do.

　"Yeah, too."

　Chen Lingxu thought for a moment, and realized that without any clues, even a primary school student wouldn't be able to deduce it.

　“Agnese”.

　"Your Majesty, I am here."

　The little she-wolf appeared beside the Qilin. She had been listening and watching the whole time, but she probably couldn't give the two of them the answer directly.

　"You can get three reminders from Anesse. After you use them all, whether you can catch that person depends on yourselves."

　Keep trying!

　Chapter Sixty-Three: Detective Little Te

　Three chances?

　Although it's not much, it should be enough.

　There's finally some hope...

　"Um, Master."

　Theresa remembered something else.

　"what's up?"

　"The timeframe, this five-day period, does it start counting from tomorrow?"

　"Of course not. It's already started, you idiot. If you want to live, try to catch that scoundrel."

　"Woo..."

　It seems we can no longer rely on their efforts to buy time.

　Theresa thought to herself.

　She didn't quite understand why the Qilin had suddenly lost interest in them. Was it because their performance had been too poor?

　Moreover, if he were to kill them, who could take him to the lich's tower?

　Or has the Qilin already captured a lich?

　Theresa didn't understand.

　But now that things have come to this, she and Ramalen can only try their best to complete the mission. Whether it's for their grand plan to change Qilin's image, or for the lives of their two unfortunate sisters...

　"Ms. Agnese, could you give us a hint?"

　Stepping out of the house and carrying a lantern, Theresa walked along the paths of the manor, choosing to use the hint to obtain clues from the Wolf Lord.

　"Hmm. Are you sure you want to use it now, young lady? I think you should think this through more carefully first."

　Anese thought it was better to play it safe. She still owed Theresa a favor, and this little reminder outside the game was a way of repaying that favor by changing her clothes.

　"Hmm. Should I go through it once?"

　Theresa looked at Lamaren.

　"Yes, I think this wolf lady is right."

　Ramalyn's relationship with Anesse, or rather with these beast lords, was not as close as Theresa's, but she could tell that the she-wolf intended to help Theresa, so it would be better to listen to her advice.

　"Okay. Hmm... but where should we begin?"

　"Let's start from the time I was away."

　As mentioned before, that person was definitely not Sarkaz. In that case, we need to thoroughly investigate everyone present.

　Theresa didn't know, but Ramalyn did have a slight understanding of how complicated the relationships between nobles were.