Huh? Are they all real?...

The divine decree must be carried out.

The messengers outside showed no displeasure. They were simply curious about what was happening inside and were inquiring quietly and cautiously.

"Teacher, do you know Lionheart or Storm Goddess?"

Trajan and these two were from completely different eras, but Moen's words did lead Ansa to this conclusion.

Unfortunately, Ansa guessed the wrong direction.

Moen doesn't just know the Lionheart; Moen *is* the Lionheart.

Regarding Ansa's questions and concerns.

Moen forced himself to cheer up, gently patted Ansa's hand to indicate that he was alright, and then said to her:

“A lot of things happened over there, so I do know the Lionheart, and I do know a lot about the goddess Denise.”

Having obtained this information, Ansa did not ask any further questions.

Because she knew the teacher definitely didn't want to say it.

Therefore, she chose to respect the teacher's choice in order to avoid putting the teacher in a dilemma.

In response, Moen looked at Ansha seriously and said:

"Thank you for your understanding, Ansha."

“It’s nothing, teacher.”

"continue."

“You can go down and rest first, and then leave everything here to me. Of course, I can leave with you.”

As for the audience, Ansa didn't care.

She cared a lot before because she wanted everyone to know and pay homage to her king.

But now that she has discovered that her king is not in a good state, she has lost all interest in him.

They even felt disgust and resistance.

Moen shook his head.

This is also an opportunity, an opportunity to get to know all of them directly.

In many cases, it is obviously more accurate and convenient to ask the parties involved directly than to obtain information through roundabout means.

"Guests from afar should not be so impolite."

The audience continued, and envoys from various dynasties and churches came before Moen one by one.

Having gone through the previous experience, Moen found it relatively easy to deal with the rest.

As the last pope bowed and departed.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, Moen felt as if he had been reborn.

There were no familiar faces among the next group of people.

You can relax now.

"The next group, I remember, is the four major business alliances, right?"

"You remember correctly, the next ones are them."

The alliance of four major businesses is often more powerful than a single empire.

Because their industrial chain is so vast.

It may not seem to have much military strength, but in reality, once the relationship is completely broken, it will cause trouble in all aspects.

Even so, it was still just a collection of mortals.

So Ansa arranged for them to meet together.

Just like other countries, it is divided according to regions or cultural zones.

"Then let them in."

Haha, Bella, right!

Let's see how you hide this time!

Moen felt that his broken heart needed to be soothed by petting the dog's head.

They watched as the Four Directions Merchants Guild entered the area, led by the royal knights.

Moen's lips curled up slightly.

As expected, at her special instruction, Bella was also brought up by Miss Benalana.

Both Bella and Bella the Golden Retriever were clearly dressed up specially today.

Bena Lana carefully selected a light blue tulle dress, adorned herself with luxurious yet understated jewelry, and even her hairstyle was meticulously designed by a master, making her look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.

Bella, on the other hand, was cleaned and groomed by her owner. She wore a brightly colored ribbon around her neck, a small hat on her head, and her four paws were neatly trimmed.

Moreover, Moen could also see that even a young genius like Benalana, who had begun to manage a vast Eastern business alliance at such a young age.

At this moment, Moen could clearly sense her tension and unease.

This is right!

Now that's more like a young girl!

The business tycoon looked like an old monster stuffed into a young girl's body.

Seeing Benarana kneeling on one knee, Moen felt extremely pleased.

However, Moen was immediately startled when Ansa, noticing his gaze, asked him directly:

Do you like this girl very much?

There was no hint of accusation or jealousy in it; it was simply a goddess asking her king if he liked the item.

Ansha rarely saw such emotions in her teacher's eyes.

So I spoke up directly.

Upon hearing those words, both Moen and Benalana were jolted awake as if struck by lightning.

The other three families' expressions changed drastically.

No wonder that old bastard would specifically send his granddaughter here!

If Benalana becomes a princess, their business will be significantly impacted.

Fortunately, Moen has seen it all.

He simply shook his head and smiled helplessly:

"Please don't say such things, Ansa. I'm just very interested in the pet next to this lady."

Ansa chuckled softly:

"Then maybe we can buy this dog; I've never had a pet before!"

Just as Moen was about to deny Ansa's idea, he suddenly noticed.

Miss Benalana's reaction seemed even stronger than at the beginning.

Taking away your pet is more terrifying and outrageous than taking away yourself!

Do you really love your pet that much?!

But Moen didn't think much of it; he simply continued speaking to Ansa:

"This is this lady's pet, and you can tell she really loves her pet companion. How could I possibly steal someone else's love?"

"But, ma'am, may I touch it?"

Moen stood up as he said this.

Because there's no reason to refuse.

How could a mere mortal refuse a king's kindness for the sake of a dog?

Besides, he only wanted to touch it; he wasn't going to take it away or kill it.

To Moen's surprise, Miss Benalana hesitated.

Moen was extremely surprised by what he saw.

Ansa looked at her with her eyes slightly lowered.

The goddess neither became angry nor displayed her authority.

But even so, the light in the entire hall dimmed.

Immense pressure hovered over the four of them.

The other three families dared not speak and could only prostrate themselves on the ground.

Benalana hurriedly said:

"Of course, great Sword and Shield King, but... but Bella might not be to your liking. After all, she's just a very ordinary golden retriever."

The lights in the hall were restored to their original state.

The immense pressure vanished instantly.

Moen laughed:

"Why would I think that? I just wanted to touch it."

"After all, you are a noble king, while Bella is just a lowly pet."

Benalana lowered her body even further. By the time Moen stepped down the stairs, she had completely kowtowed to the ground.

"My etiquette officer should have told you that I don't care about these things, and I even quite like dogs."

"Who wouldn't love a smart, affectionate, and adorable pet?"

As they were talking, Moen, who had come down the steps, was already standing in front of Bella.

Bella, sitting behind Benalana, looked up at Moen.

The king and the dog stared at each other briefly.

At this point, Moen finally realized one thing.

There's something wrong with this dog!

This is not just about those strange reactions that just happened and those that happened before.

This was because Moen saw a hint of wisdom in the dog's eyes.

Did Miss Benalana feed it a magic potion?

No, it should be more than that.

Moen crouched down to be at eye level with Bella, who was sitting on the ground.

Slowly, as he thought of a possible possibility, Moen's eyes widened.

After giving a self-deprecating laugh, Moen still reached out and placed his hand on Bella's head.

This time, Bella did not dodge.

Instead, he let Moen stroke the top of his head.

As Moen's hand began to stroke Bella's soft fur, he saw the wisdom in Bella's eyes become even more apparent.

In the end, it was no longer a smart pet.

That was a truly wise man!

Wise, composed, calm

And even without looking back, Moen was certain of one thing.

That is, the goddess was completely unaware of this.

They were clearly in front of the goddess, and this was even in the palace of the Light Dust, which represented the rulership.

Ah, I got tricked by a dog!

But who can be blamed?