You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Moreover, I have a vague feeling that perhaps this is the right path.

"what?"

The Divine Ancestor didn't understand, and looked at the female knight with a furrowed brow, "Uncle?"

"Perhaps, the reason he was reincarnated as a human and became a being with both the identity of a demon king and a hero is because this era is too chaotic!"

A rebellious god who has wandered the human world for over a thousand years, god ancestors residing in various parts of the world, more than five god-slayers, and many immortal old men still interfering in the human world while hiding in the underworld...

This is unprecedented in history!

Hippolyta lamented, "If the 'Last King' of the past was meant to target god-slayers, then the king of this era should target both humans and gods—only in this way can this chaotic world be pacified!"

"Is...is that really how it is?"

Guinevere was first surprised, then seemed thoughtful.

Even Alice, who had been silent all along, had a glint in her eyes as she secretly glanced at Iori with a meaningful look in her eyes.

On the contrary, Iori, who was the center of attention, wore a rather strange expression:

Although the arguments and process were wrong, Hippolyta arrived at the correct conclusion... Amazing!

"Therefore, my beloved daughter, you need not grieve. My being punished by His Highness may simply be part of my destiny."

Hippolyta comforted her, then looked at Iori: "My lord, although things are different from before, my divine power can still help you defeat the Demon King... This puts me at ease."

I couldn't fulfill my wish to reignite the great war against the Demon King, but now, having experienced the battle with you and witnessed such immense power, I have no regrets.

Goodbye!

Hippolyta smiled slightly, and her body dissipated into countless rays of light.

—The next moment, her figure reappeared.

Everyone, including Hippolyta herself, was taken aback.

"Could it be... power?!"

Chapter 387 Please don't act like a hooligan, thank you.

【Ding! 】

[CG included]

[Power gallops across the wilderness]

Type: Special.

Quality: None.

Level: None.

Description: The power gained by defeating Hippolyta and usurping her divine power.

Hippolyta was a barbarian lacking will and morality, a fierce and valiant warrior ignorant of common sense, capable of madness that ordinary gods could not accomplish. She was both the queen of the Amazons and the embodiment of thunder and lightning.

Abilities Overview:

The king's retinue.

As a hero of steel, he was recruited by the commander of ten thousand armies; as a god of heresy, he was defeated by the demon king. Therefore, he was completely convinced, both in body and mind, and willingly became his servant.

His divine power manifests as a pure white spear, within which his divine essence resides, and he is usually in a deep slumber.

It can be awakened by consuming magical power, and used by the "King" to fight against those who disobey.

The disobedient god was demoted to a subordinate god, and his power should have been weakened. However, under the command of [Steel], which is far superior to himself, he maintained his original combat strength and even created new possibilities.

With the King's permission, one can borrow a portion of his power to enhance their existing abilities.

Even if defeated, the soul will return to the spear, and can be summoned again after the spear is damaged and the user has recovered.

Note: The spell consumes a great deal of magical power, and only by demonstrating sufficient courage can one make her willingly submit. Once deemed unworthy of being a "king," Hippolyta will not rebel, but she will also not obey orders.

……

"That... it's so good that Uncle was able to stay in the mortal world and didn't return to the realm of mythology~"

Summoning abilities aren't uncommon; the Black Prince has one, doesn't he?

As everyone remained silent, Guinevere spoke first: "And to be able to continue serving His Highness... isn't that a good thing?"

"Yes...yes."

Hippolyta hesitated, "Yes, it's a good thing... right?"

"Of course! So what you just said, Uncle, wasn't inappropriate at all; it was still very touching!"

"..."

Hippolyta suddenly pursed her lips, glanced at Guinevere, and then her body turned into blue light particles and dissipated, leaving behind a magnificent long spear that was pure white and decorated with cloud patterns.

"Uncle?"

Guinevere looked slightly puzzled.

"Summoning powers... Come to think of it, I don't think I actually have that ability."

Iori stepped forward and examined the pure white spear. After pulling it out and weighing it in his hand, he nodded and twirled it with one hand. The spear shrank rapidly in the dim light, eventually transforming into a soft silver bracelet with honey-colored gold threads flowing through it, which was then tied to his wrist.

"I didn't know it could be done like that, it's quite convenient~"

Speaking of which, he has signed soul contracts with quite a few people, but this is probably the first one who can be summoned at any time like a battle pet.

...Comparing a dignified hero of steel to a hunter baby seems a bit inappropriate.

Guinevere looked at the bracelet with a subtle expression, looking quite envious: "Uncle will be able to stay by His Highness's side from now on, which is truly... cough, since there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

I also need to find a more suitable opponent for Your Highness. I will come to see Your Highness again after I have made all the preparations.”

Iori was initially unconvinced, but when she suddenly heard someone's voice, she frowned slightly and paused before asking Guinevere, "Without your guardian deity and without the Holy Grail, if you were to encounter a god-slayer again, you'd probably have a hard time escaping, wouldn't you?"

"Your Highness, are you concerned about me?"

Guinevere's voice trembled slightly, and her delicate cheeks flushed with joy: "I'm sorry, I was too excited... Your Highness, don't worry, although I am not accompanied by my uncle, I am a god who is proficient in all kinds of magic."

The earth is my sanctuary. As long as I act cautiously, it will be difficult for any god-slayer other than you to find me, and even harder to capture me. Moreover, besides the Holy Grail, I possess another divine artifact made of steel.”

"That's good."

Iori was both amused and exasperated by Guinevere's appearance, and felt utterly helpless.

He didn't care what the golden-haired goddess would encounter. The reason he specifically asked her was because Rama had made such a request—although he was unwilling to show himself, Rama was ultimately soft-hearted and didn't want to see this "original goddess" who was so devoted to him suffer a tragic end.

If one could let go of the past and start a new life like Princess Liuli Tong, that would be what Rama most wanted to see... but Guinevere has clearly gone to the other extreme.

I've said this countless times, but I still have to say, you've really had a tough time, Rama~

"By the way, about that thing I told you about before, concerning the Sword King Tony."

Before leaving, Guinevere seemed to suddenly remember something: "I did indeed give him the inducement to come here... but the Sword King has always been a great man full of unpredictability, and all his actions cannot be judged by common sense."

He might not come to Sardinia, and could go straight to England... However, for Your Highness, who can easily deal with such a brainless demon king even in his sleep, the matter of the Sword King is naturally not a problem.

May you have great success in your military campaigns, Your Highness!

……

Hampstead, London, Britain.

This is the gathering place of Britain's upper class. Rows of mansions, whether trendy or dignified, are far from the hustle and bustle of the city, gazing with a reserved and scrutinizing eye at the steel forest immersed in the hustle and bustle in the distance.

In this place where land is incredibly valuable, there is a castle-like manor with a spacious courtyard, a four-story building, and four towers at the corners... It doesn't look like a modern architectural style at all, but more like a noble manor passed down from ancient times.

—In Europe, it was common for noble castles to also serve military purposes.

Many castles have survived to this day, but most of their heirs have lost their ancestors' glory and are unable to afford the exorbitant maintenance costs and land taxes, forcing them to sell them.

But this mansion is special. Its owner is the daughter of the Duke of Goddard, a true noblewoman who is famous throughout the European magic world and was the former president of the Council of Wise Men. Her name is Alice Louise Ofnafar.

Some people call her a "princess," which is by no means flattery, but rather because her character, ability, status, and even family background all deserve this title.

Moreover, Alice is now far more noble than before—

As the Demon King's confidant, he holds an undisputed position in the Council of Sages.

Many high-ranking officials even advocated for Alice to return to the position of speaker, and the current speaker had no objection, stating that he would step down and give way to a more capable person, showing no intention of opposing Alice.

Unfortunately, Alice rejected the proposal, for a simple reason: concerns about her own health.

She possesses innate talent as a shrine maiden, and despite her young age, she is already one of the most outstanding psychic beings among humans. However, perhaps due to the envy of the heavens, her physical condition has always been poor as a consequence.

To say he was frail and sickly would be an understatement; to be blunt, he was terminally ill!

For many years, they have been unable to go out or even get out of bed. Being able to bask in the warm spring sunshine in the courtyard is the greatest freedom they can have.

Although she could use her mental powers to create clones to go out and carry out missions, her body ultimately couldn't handle too many tasks, which was the reason she resigned in the first place.

But starting today, everything will be different—

hum!

Suddenly, a magic array resembling a Bagua diagram appeared in front of the castle-like mansion, followed by spatial teleportation, and a group of people appeared out of thin air.

"Traveling thousands of miles in an instant... It's always amazing no matter how many times I experience it."

Alice saw the familiar gloomy weather in London, and a slight smile involuntarily appeared on her lips. Then, looking at the iron gate with ivy climbing up it in front of her, a complicated expression appeared in her eyes.

Her home... It's certainly something to be happy about being able to return, but for her, isn't it also a kind of prison, trapping her body?

Alice didn't think much of it, closed her eyes as if doing something, and then stood there with Iori—she was quite surprised that Iori was willing to wait like an ordinary person.

Soon, a group of maids dressed as servants poured out of the mansion and lined up in an orderly fashion on both sides of the iron gate. The gate slowly opened, and a young woman dressed as a secretary walked out.

With her hair tied back and wearing thin-rimmed glasses, she appeared to be around thirty years old and exuded an intellectual air... she had the presence of a female teacher.

"Greetings, Lord Aizen. I am Alice's assistant and the housekeeper of this mansion—Padre Shayrizen."

Alice's confidante's face was somewhat stiff. Although she knew that her princess was working for the Demon King, she never thought that she would personally receive such a human-shaped natural disaster.

Given the god-slayer's infamous reputation in this world, the fact that the female secretary wasn't terrified and was able to deliver the entire speech smoothly is already a testament to her remarkable courage.

However, her original voice was somewhat cold and harsh, and now, due to nervousness, it sounded even more monotonous, with a strong sense of monotone delivery, which made Iori unable to help but laugh.

"We apologize for not being prepared to welcome you, as we were not given prior notice."

Every word Ericsson uttered was made with full awareness.

Iori was perceptive enough to sense a tragic undertone in the secretary's words...

But this is not surprising at all. For Elixir, the more terrifying the power, the greater the disaster that will be if the other party is angered—this is common knowledge among magicians in this world.

After all, having struggled to make a living for so many years under the dual attack of disobedient gods and god-killers, I have some experience.

"That's enough for now. Take me to see your mistress—remember, the real Alice."

"learn."

Yi Lixin pushed up his glasses and glanced at the "princess" next to him.

Alice smiled gently as always, and Irishin, seeing this, confirmed that Iori meant no harm and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then please come with me."

"Welcome, Lord Aizen~"

The maids on both sides lifted the hems of their skirts and bowed to Iori.

Thus, led by Yi Lixin, Iori stepped into this famous noble mansion.

squeak--

The door opened slightly, and Iori entered the girl's boudoir without any hesitation.

"At a time like this, it seems inappropriate to say 'Welcome to visit'... Please make yourself at home."

Alice smiled, not minding at all.

Then she looked at the velvet bed in the room, where a beautiful woman was lying in a silk nightgown, her face pale with illness, sleeping peacefully like Sleeping Beauty.

"Is this you?"

"Yes……"

Alice nodded slightly, and then her seemingly solid body gradually became transparent until it disappeared.