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

　Theresa seemed to be completely exhausted, and she could only ask her sister for help.

　"Okay, okay... I'm coming right now."

　Theresa's expression froze.

　No, sister, why did you suddenly lose your temper at this moment? When did she ever say she couldn't take it and needed your help?

　Isn't it always you who can't stand it and comes over to snatch the food?

　"Therese, take your time... eat slowly, nibbling along the edge..."

　That's enough! You shouldn't say things like that to someone else's sister!

　Theresa truly regretted not asking Chen Lingxu if it was permissible to do so before attempting it; otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in this predicament.

　"Waaah... Stop this... Anyone... Just hurry up and realize something's wrong!"

　Theresa wanted to act cute and play around him like before!

　"..."

　Two hours passed like this, and Theresa's gaze became vacant; she was almost ready to give up. Suddenly, a suction force came from her body.

　In the brief moment before the body was penetrated, Theresa clearly saw the face of the person who had usurped her place.

　"I'll remember...you..."

　"Who's afraid of whom?"

　She could see the other person's lip movements clearly.

　Is this a provocation? It must be a provocation!

　"Woo..."

　My body aches and hurts a lot.

　Theresa felt deeply wronged.

　The person who clearly enjoyed the happiness is now being forced to suffer the bitterness.

　"what happened again."

　"Waaah, I miss you so much... Ah Xu... Waaah... I miss you so much..."

　Chen Lingxu looked at the big peach that suddenly burst into tears in his arms, and speechlessly turned his gaze to Precys, who was making a face in front of him.

　He only criticized Theresa for her self-inflicted trouble, offering no guidance. After all, her silly little head had suddenly come up with this crazy idea, daring to use the Black Crown to sense his emotions without a word.

　"Quiet."

　"Waaah... I, I just..."

　How should Theresa tell him about that?

　Tell him that your body has been taken over by another person, and that you were the one who was with him just now.

　Because of the helplessness she felt after her soul left her body, Theresa's stagnant thoughts began to race again after she returned to her body.

　She only acted that way because Black Crown sensed his emotions; the other party should have always been there... and this bad man beside her seemed to know everything...

　Theresa suddenly looked up and met his eyes.

　"Ok?"

　Although it was just a soft response, Peach keenly sensed a slight difference... This was clearly an attitude towards the two of them!

　That’s right!

　That scoundrel Chen Lingxu must know about this!

　That person's existence, his actions of possessing her body, even the accident that caused her soul to leave her body... No, it was definitely this guy who did it to her!

　Was it because she used the black crown to probe his emotions without asking?

　So you did that because you were angry and wanted to punish her?

　So...those actions and words just now...were they not directed at her, but at the person who...caused such a big change in him?

　If she were to act like she did before, acting coquettishly and asking him to play around with her, even letting him call her by that nickname...

　“A-Xu…”

　Will this man really agree?

　Theresa's heart was gripped by that unease. Her eyes darted back and forth across his face, her rosy lips trembling as she hesitated. After much internal struggle, she simply buried her face in his chest.

　Let's just pretend... we don't know, let's just pretend it was her who did those things.

　"What's wrong now? Hmm?"

　"No, it's nothing... sob."

　Chen Lingxu even considered reclaiming Black Crown's privileges. Precys was alright; he understood her thoughts, but this big peach…

　He no longer treated her with the indifferent attitude he used to have, the change in his emotions and the complexity of his thoughts were giving him a headache just thinking about it.

　Women, what trouble.

　"Are you dissatisfied, huh? Theresa?"

　Sure enough... after that person left, this bad guy stopped playing with 'her' and didn't even call her by the name he had promised to use.

　"No... I wouldn't dare... Waaah..."

　The aches and pains in her body vanished instantly under the familiar restorative power. Looking at his approaching face, Theresa simply... had no appetite...

　"Since you don't dare, then you'd better suffer, Little Te."

　"Ugh... um... um?! Could you... make another sound?"

　"Little Te, Little Te, Little Te... Enough already, you fat peach!"

　"Ugh! Not enough..."

　Peach Demon King suddenly felt a little grateful to that person.

　If it weren't for her, the man in front of her probably wouldn't have changed like this... becoming someone she likes even more.

　A stranger of the same sex... So this is how Ah Xu is to you? But not to me. If you can accept that, then keep watching this 'video'. See how she, Theresa, uses your 'remaining influence' to make this man fall in love with her!

　"hiss……"

　Prisus narrowed his eyes as he looked at the pink-haired Sarkaz's sudden, provocative smile.

　Looks like the lesson hasn't been learned yet. Doesn't this guy think he's just a freebie? He thinks he's got the upper hand just because he got a scrap of love from a man?

　Chapter Forty: Parting is the First Encounter

　In the same tavern, someone had already eaten two plates of stir-fried peas.

　"Thanks for your hard work."

　When the person she was waiting for arrived in a hurry, she poured him a glass of wine as well.

　"Working hours".

　Therese didn't even look at the glass of wine, but placed the cloth-wrapped object in front of her.

　"Oh? So fast? I thought you would hesitate for a few more days before making up your mind to do this thing that might cost you the whole of Kazdel and Sarkaz, my friend."

　"Hmph, you do know that if this happens..."

　"A mistake could wipe out the entire Sarkaz..."

　Therese touched her belly; she shouldn't have agreed... but the reward they offered...

　"Are you sure you can get Theresa... to have his child?"

　"I can't guarantee that."

　Before she could change her expression, the Sarkaz of the White Horn lifted a small piece of the cloth, took it out, shook it gently, and then, under her stunned gaze, unscrewed the plug and circled it twice around her nose.

　"hiss……"

　Ninety-nine percent perfection, a rare find.

　"...Qui...Zoraia, can't you go back to your doghouse and do this when no one's around?"

　Therese picked up her drink and downed it in one gulp to suppress the complex emotions in her heart.

　"This is legitimate academic research, my friend. When a doctor stitches up your wound, do they care about your gender? To a doctor, you're just a bunch of flesh. But to me, these are just invaluable experimental subjects, not a male XY."

　The Sarkaz of the White Horn tightened the test tube again, looked at the astonished Therese, and gently shook his head.

　"What? No?"

　"Of course not. His life form has undergone unexpected changes... You should have already discovered this when you were extracting these materials, right?"

　"..."

　Absolutely not.

　Even Therese, who is known for her composure, found it difficult to remain calm enough when doing something like this.

　"Sigh. Well, although you have considerable talent in swordsmanship and strategy, you are still far behind in scientific research."

　It turns out they were saying she was a research idiot.

　"How long will it take?"

　"Hmm... it's hard to say. If he were just an ordinary god, or a stronger Qilin, he could be dealt with quickly. But now, as I just said, his life form has changed, just like a shapeshifter who doesn't fit in with the other Sarkaz."

　"I don't understand. Speak like a human."

　"It's like this: you can turn a piece of iron into a sword, but you can't turn it into a cake. Iron is iron, and butter is butter; you can't make a cake from the two of them. And what I'm going to do is much more complicated than turning butter into a sword."

　"You had better be able to achieve something."

　"Hehe... You don't need to worry about that, my friend... Has he said when he's leaving Kazdel?"

　"not yet."

　"You'd better ask him in advance, otherwise who knows when he'll come back next time."

　Therese did not answer, but got up and left, leaving only the Sarkaz of the White Horn there.

　She didn't leave the tavern until she picked up the last two peas in the bowl and drank the last sip of wine.

　"What are you doing, Ah Xu?"

　Ever since he was allowed to push his luck, Peach Demon King has always wanted to find an opportunity to call his name a couple of times.

　"Doing research."

　Anana was placed in front of Chen Lingxu, with a large peach on her head and a small hairband floating in her arms that no one but him could see.

　"Originium..."

　Theresa thought of yesterday's accident.

　That person... could he be related to Originium?

　After all, Chen Lingxu was looking for Ananna as soon as he returned, and Kal'tsit had repeatedly told her to keep Ananna safe... Could that person be... the creator of Originium?

　If it were the tailor from ten years ago, Theresa would have thought that the person in front of her was just giving her a perfunctory response because they didn't want to pay attention to her. But now she was no longer the clueless idiot she used to be. With a quick thought and by combining her own experiences, she could guess the gist of the matter.

　"Did you find any information from the research? Ah~, let's eat fruit."

　"Even if I tell you, will you understand?"

　"I can learn if I don't understand. You'll teach me, right? You'll!"

　The big peach was swaying back and forth on his head, as if it were a placemat, and Chen Lingxu's ears were about to be driven crazy by the constant chatter in his arms.

　"You mere pink-haired demon... get rid of those cumbersome things! Damn it, how did a mere little animal turn into this!"

　"A program that has been running continuously for so many years stores all kinds of information. It's fine if it's not cleaned up, but once you start cleaning it up, it will take at least a hundred years to complete."

　Listening to Chen Lingxu's words, Theresa nodded thoughtfully, while the little ghost with the headband pressed her face against him and began to mutter softly.

　"I'm a latecomer to this field... You can't expect a linguist, without the help of her beloved little robot, to spend her last ten years or so researching these things without making a single mistake, right? So, who's at fault?"

　"Isn't there a prophet? I remember that Originium initially only had the property of preservation. What about the subsequent biological modification and environmental destruction?"

　"...I don't know. I don't know. Maybe some little animals messed around and ruined other people's programs, then blamed it on others and said stupid things like 'Originium is bad, so much suffering is coming.'"

　Although she didn't know what Chen Lingxu and that person were talking about, Theresa suddenly felt a chill down her spine.