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

　As long as the blame is placed on the Sarkaz, whoever is elected emperor of Letania will obey the people's wishes and gather troops to fight against the demons.

　Letania's group alone certainly couldn't completely destroy Sarkaz, otherwise Kazdel would have been reduced to ruins long ago. Therefore, she had other forces in other locations included in her plans.

　"That could be quite an interesting show."

　Unfortunately, she chose the wrong time to strike. The Qilin Overlord had just bestowed his reward when Horn brought back to life the dead she had already dealt with.

　"You sent those two girls to find her..."

　"They often accuse me of being cruel. Don't say I didn't give them a chance this time. They're all thinking about saving their race from extinction, so I'll let them do it."

　If we can find that person, we can naturally stop this plan targeting the Sarkaz.

　But if they can't be found, they'll become the first thorn to be pulled out.

　Chapter Sixty-Five: Plan B

　"Ladies, are you implying that I'm the killer's next target?"

　Horn saw the two Sarkaz again the next day.

　"Yes, Lord Horn, we believe you will be a key target for the assassin after Lady Veronica is killed."

　"Hmm...that makes some sense. But Lady Veronica is safe now."

　"Therefore, the crisis targeting you will be even greater."

　"Thank you for the reminder, ladies. I will arrange for more people to patrol the area."

　But there's no need for those two Sarkaz to stay here and guard. One reason is that they dare not, and another is that they are unwilling.

　Although Horn was willing to provide some assistance to the two Sarkaz because of the Kirin Overlord, ultimately he looked down on the Sarkaz.

　They were just lucky to become that person's servants. He treated them well because of the people behind them, not because they were Sarkaz.

　Horn was afraid that letting these Sarkaz stay in his tower for too long would actually attract some monsters or demons.

　"Tsk. Don't go begging for help when you're about to get killed."

　Having been 'invited' out of the tower in Hochberg, Ramallian, wearing her little boots, kicked the ground indignantly.

　"Don't be angry. We already reminded him."

　Theresa held her hand, her little face showing some fatigue.

　The two of them had been wandering around the area all night and were getting sleepy, so they needed to find a place to rest for a while.

　"Go back, Theresa."

　Lamaren looked around, as if she had thought of something.

　“唉

　"Where are we going back to?"

　"Of course, it's the penguin tower."

　"Hmm...that's true, Master should go back now."

　"You still call him master? He's going to throw us away like trash."

　Seeing Peach Girl's nostalgic look, Lamaren pinched her cheek helplessly, trying to make her think more about the bad things about that guy.

　"Don't say that. I think... this assessment is actually the same as the ones I've experienced before."

　While searching her surroundings, Theresa took a moment to think about how Chen Lingxu had given her the task.

　At the time, I was too scared to think about it, but now that I think about it carefully, the scene seems very familiar.

　She was always intimidated like this first.

　"We don't necessarily have to perform perfectly; as long as we meet his minimum expectations, we'll be fine."

　Although he's a bad guy who likes to scare people, he's actually quite tolerant of people who please him.

　"That's easy to say... but the passing grade wasn't set by him himself. You've been around him for too long and think he'll give you leeway, but I think that guy will really kill the Sarkaz. He'll just twist your silly little head off then."

　Lamarle still remembered how that monster had crippled her with a single punch when they first met. He showed her absolutely no mercy.

　"That's true..."

　Theresa also clearly remembered how the Kirin Overlord killed Sarkaz like crushing chickens.

　"We need to prepare for both possibilities."

　"Hmm? If we run away, will our preparations really be of any use?"

　"It's useless..."

　But Lamarlene wasn't talking about escaping on her own.

　"If you're not going to run away, do you want to fight him?"

　"That's even more impossible. I mean..."

　Princess Blueberry's expression turned slightly strange. She looked around, then leaned close to Theresa's ear and whispered something.

　"I'll make you suffer a little, I'll do this and that, and then we'll be safe."

　"what?"

　Theresa blinked.

　"Can it really work? What if the lich that comes isn't powerful enough? Won't we all get killed along with it?"

　"Don't worry. Although that bastard Chen Lingxu is ridiculously strong, as the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. He's an ancient relic from ten thousand years ago, and he's only been here for a few days. He won't understand the principles of lich magic. We'll be safe once we enter the Desolate Domain. He can't possibly tear open space to break in, can he?"

　Hard to say.

　Theresa felt it was best not to have any hope for Qilin until she saw it perform well.

　Moreover, she was also thinking of changing his opinion of Sarkaz.

　"Owner."

　As expected, the Qilin had already returned to the tower. Seeing him transform back into his original form, Theresa carefully sat down beside him, picked up his tail, and massaged it with her two small hands.

　"Ok?"

　Chen Lingxu glanced at the little slave.

　Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

　"Is the drum itchy?"

　"No, no... yes, we've found some clues."

　Theresa looked at him, gazing at him pitifully with her expressive eyes.

　Listen to it~, listen to it~, listen to it~.

　Tell me about it.

　Chen Lingxu sat down with an air of authority, and Theresa immediately understood, grabbing his tail and sitting on his lap.

　"Gulp... We... we've discovered that person's goal might be..."

　Just as Chen Lingxu was about to listen to the clues the little slave had found, his tail suddenly trembled.

　Good heavens, the succubus princess, who had been silent all along, had somehow managed to bite his tail.

　interesting.

　Theresa told Qilin about the clues they had found, hoping that Qilin's reaction would help them determine if the information they had found was correct.

　If that's the case, the banshee's horns are a bit rough.

　"Master, I've finished speaking."

　"Hmm...then what?"

　Chen Lingxu ate all the sugar coating and then tossed the cannonball aside.

　"So... what does Master think of our work?"

　Theresa's peach-blossom eyes shone with a newfound moisture, and when she looked over, one couldn't help but want to shower this poor, adorable girl with every compliment imaginable.

　"Not too stupid."

　“We didn’t rely on Ms. Agnese…”

　"No wonder all the deductions are nonsense."

　"Gu..."

　Theresa was a little hurt. She pouted, hooked her arm around Qilin's shoulder, and rested her head on his shoulder.

　"Did Master know from the beginning that it was Elector Caprini who did it?"

　"Otherwise, could it have been Hochberg who did it? Didn't you realize that he and that Lancaster are both Deermen?"

　"Yes, yes..."

　Just because of this, do you think the murderer is Zoros? Then wouldn't that make him... a racial knight?

　"Sheep can't be tamed. They're only good for meat, nothing else. You know that, Theresa."

　"But... I mean, we're all human beings... if we're properly educated..."

　"Really? You believe that as long as education keeps up, everyone's character will improve to a certain level?"

　"Yes... Master... I think that as long as life keeps up, whether it's Caprini, Erafia, or even the Sarkaz, they will all become better and more sensible."

　Taking this opportunity, Theresa finally voiced her thoughts.

　Chapter Sixty-Six: Spirit Ruins. Silver Hand and Te Zhentian

　"Hahahahaha!!!"

　The Qilin's laughter resounded through the tower like a thunderclap; its meaning was self-evident and needed no further explanation.

　"This is truly the funniest joke I've heard in the last hundred years, Theresa. I hadn't even discovered that you have a talent for being a jester."

　A jester is someone who acts as a clown in the king's court, making his master laugh through his ridiculous performances and exaggerated language skills.

　Theresa's actions and words just now undoubtedly tickled Chen Lingxu's funny bone, making this usually stern and unsmiling overlord laugh until his stomach ached.

　"Gu..."

　Am I wrong?

　Theresa remained silent.

　Isn't she a perfect example?

　From an ordinary tailor who knew nothing, she has become a sorcerer who has mastered several spells. She has also read several books, and her mind is no longer empty. The tide of knowledge constantly crashes on the beach of memories. She has changed a lot.

　The other Sarkaz simply didn't have her opportunities. If they had received a similar education, their achievements would certainly not be inferior to hers.

　"Leaving aside your foolish thoughts, let me tell you this: similar education can only filter out idiots, not scum. Not everything can become a 'person' with both virtue and talent through education."

　After correcting her fallacies, Chen Lingxu exposed her ulterior motives and threw her delusions to the ground.

　"And you, whether you are Tikkaz or Sarkaz, your nature is ingrained. Tell me, if you are reasonable and understand human affairs, why have you remained in this wretched state for the past ten thousand years?"

　Why has the Sarkaz been unable to integrate into this land for the past ten thousand years?

　"Do you really think that the so-called grudge between beastmen and demons would make those beastmen nations tirelessly waste their manpower and resources for ten thousand years just to destroy that city and kill a few meaningless Sarkaz? Only pests that do nothing but harm will farmers keep trying to kill them."

　How long is ten thousand years?

　It has only taken Chen Lingxu less than a hundred years to unify the beast people. If he were given ten thousand years, the beast people would have already spread all over the surrounding star sectors and surpassed him.

　But now, someone is telling him that ten thousand years have passed, and these two native landowners are still fighting each other, showing no sign of unification.

　The Terran civilization was destroyed, and you Sarkaz have absolutely no connection to it?

　Uneducated aliens will never change their fundamental nature, even after ten thousand years.

　"certainly not!"

　The banshee bit into his flesh and spoke up for Theresa.

　"You arrogant fellow, you have no idea how long the Sarkaz have suffered. The sorrow of the Sarkaz souls continues to this day. The Sarkaz have built one magnificent city after another, but those people cannot bear to see the Sarkaz improve even a little! Once the Sarkaz have built their own cities, they are like wild beasts that have smelled blood, and they slaughter the Sarkaz in a frenzy."

　Lamaren also had something to say. Sarkaz was once so glorious, with countless royal courts, like fish in water. But now, only ten royal courts still exist, and some of them are practically defunct.

　The Kosakaz remain as tenacious as wild grass in the wilderness, impossible to burn out and always springing back to life.