After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

He is also quite handsome in appearance.

Or cute?

It would be a disaster if I wasn't welcomed.

But in fact, what Aize experienced in the team was really like seeing a ghost.

In Villian's opinion, the current situation is normal.

After all, my giegie...

wrong.

My Aize is such a person, how come no one likes him?

All I can say is that the thinking of fanatical Eze solo pushers, or extreme character fans, is different.

But even so, Villian had to make one thing clear.

"But then again, what that guy just said is no different from a confession, right? What's your attitude towards her? Do you like her?"

Aize sighed softly:

"If I have to choose between liking it or hating it, then I definitely like it, but I don't mean it in that way."

I was so annoyed by 007 that my desires were at their lowest.

Or there are too many uncertainties, which makes us feel confused about the future.

Or maybe he simply hates time travel and this world.

I'm not quite sure myself.

In short, in the past two years until he left the team, he didn't have too many worldly desires in that regard.

Thinking of this, Aize shook his head helplessly.

"Actually, when she invited me to be her concubine before, I clearly refused. After that, she never mentioned it again. I thought she had given up, but I didn't expect..."

After all, Aize is not a scumbag.

If you know exactly what the other person means and you don't plan to respond, then of course you have to make your words clear.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be like he's just keeping the other person hanging, which is no different from keeping a spare tire?

I thought the matter ended there, but Aize obviously underestimated the other party's persistence.

And problems arose at this critical juncture.

Although it shouldn't have any impact on the overall situation, but... it's really embarrassing.

So annoying.

Forget it.

Just do what you should do.

Anyway, Charlotte was just angry for a moment, so there's no need to worry that she will really hold a grudge.

After all, he is hundreds of years old. He can’t be like a naughty child and unable to see the overall situation... right?

probably not.

Let’s talk about it next time we meet.

Aize shook his head and decided not to think about it for the time being.

He stood up from his seat and bent down to pick up the documents that he had just knocked over.

It was at this moment that Villian noticed the small glass bottle filled with dark red liquid on the table.

He took it in his hand and looked at it.

"what is this?"

"The blood of the blood slaves in the royal capital is said to have been modified to contain a blood plague that is more dangerous than the original."

Aize said as he packed up.

"I was thinking of showing you that thing. Can you check it out and see if you can find anything?"

As mentioned before, the blood plague is actually more like a curse and a spell than a regular plague.

And since it is a surgical procedure, Villian, as an expert, should be able to discover something.

"Well, leave it to me."

The witch nodded, placed the small bottle on the table, drew a magic circle around it with her fingers, closed her eyes, concentrated, and began to work.

Half a minute passed like this.

Only when Aize picked up the documents and stood up again did Villian open her eyes.

He shook his head seriously.

"It's true that someone has integrated a new technique into the original blood plague. But I've never seen such a technique before."

"Never seen it?"

Aize was stunned, and quickly added:

"It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. Can you figure out which faction the technology originated from? Human? Vampire? Or something else?"

Most races that can use magic, whether humans, orcs, vampires, or others, will construct their own magic spells based on the characteristics of their own race.

For example, the orcs' techniques pursue pure destructive power, so they are simple and crude.

Human techniques focus more on the efficiency of magic power utilization, as well as the simplification and speed-up of chanting.

The witches, due to their innate strong control over magic, will show off their skills by integrating a large number of complex and even meaningless changes into their techniques.

Therefore, even if you have never seen the technique itself, it should not be difficult to figure out its origin by analyzing its technical characteristics.

However, Villian still shook her head:

"Sorry, I don't understand. I've never seen such a structure before. It's completely different from the systems of all the known races."

Now, Aize really has nothing to say.

Within a few hours of arriving, the problems had already piled up like a mountain.

If we continue to go deeper, we don’t know how much trouble we will get into.

It gives me a headache just thinking about it.

Noticing Aize's embarrassment, Villian picked up the small bottle and put it in her pocket.

"Don't worry too much. I'll borrow the palace's magician's workshop and re-examine it carefully. I should be able to find something."

"Well, that's troublesome."

This is the only way now.

Villian left, and the remaining Aize looked back at the documents piled in front of him.

"... Anyway, let's go through it first."

With this thought in mind, he started working again.

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Heidi walked alone in the palace which was shrouded in darkness and extremely dim.

In the past, this magnificent building served as a symbol of the kingdom and the royal family, and its lights would remain brightly lit all night long, even on the darkest nights.

Now, in order to save supplies, under Heidi's order, all lights in unused areas were turned off except for the part used as a refugee camp to accommodate people.

Except where she was heading now.

Walking through the empty corridor and pushing open the tightly closed, extremely gorgeous door at the end, the princess saw a huge room.

A gorgeous red carpet with gold edges stretched from the open door to the end.

Dozens of huge pillars are evenly distributed throughout the room, all decorated with gorgeous and exquisite murals, depicting every detail of the kingdom's establishment to the present day.

Among all these, the most eye-catching one is located at the innermost and highest point of the room.

A chair made of pure gold, upholstered in expensive and gorgeous red velvet, and inlaid with dazzling precious jewels was placed there.

The symbol of the ruler's identity, the throne of the Kingdom of Arte.

And this place is, of course, the throne room of the palace.

As the center of power in the kingdom, in the past it was always crowded with nobles, envoys from various countries, and prominent figures from all over the world.

And now, there is no one there.

But even so, at Heidi's request, only the light in this room was never turned off.

Because this is the symbol of the heart of the kingdom and must not be swallowed by darkness.

On the other hand, after becoming a hero, Heidi spent very little time in the royal capital.

Every time she comes back, this is her first stop.

Except this time.

Heidi gathered herself together, walked through the empty room, climbed the carpeted steps, and finally arrived in front of the throne.

"Father, I'm back."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked the exquisite decorations and armrests.

As she had not yet ascended the throne, she had no right to sit on it, and this was all she could do.

But for Heidi, this is the only way left to communicate with her deceased father.

Although the previous king did not die on the throne, there is a cemetery where his body is buried.

But Heidi felt that the place where her father had spent his entire life's work was a more suitable place to commemorate him than that rotten skeleton.

And if his soul really exists, it must be sitting here.

Sitting on the symbol of power of this kingdom.

And it's kind of funny.

It is said that when the kingdom was first established hundreds of years ago and the first king was crowned and ascended the throne, it was just a temporary wooden chair.

Over a long period of time, it was constantly damaged and repaired, constantly transformed and renovated, and finally became the golden appearance it is today.

Not a single piece of the wood from that time is left.

So, how much connection does this chair have with the one from hundreds of years ago?

Can it really still be considered the same chair?

And isn't this also the case with the kingdom today?

Back then, the kingdom was founded by knights who protected the people and drove out demons and slave owners.

Hundreds of years have passed. How similar is the kingdom today to what it was back then?

How different are the nobles who now run rampant throughout the kingdom from the slave owners who were despised and expelled back then?

Before, Heidi didn't think about these things.

But after going through so much, her thinking has been permanently changed.

In the past, she would do anything to get to this position one day.

This includes treating Aize, who gave him the greatest sense of security and whom he actually liked deep down in his heart, as a tool and using him at will.

And now?

Apart from her nostalgia and affection for her father, this glittering golden chair only made her feel sick.

And the vampire's ridicule, every word, made the disgust and regret even deeper.

I can't help but wonder if I hadn't been so obsessed with the throne in the past few years, would the situation be different now?

What will become of the relationship between me and Aize?

do not know.

This assumption is meaningless and cannot even be considered as self-consolation or self-deception.