"Hahaha~"

Mohe burst into laughter.

The maids serving around her, as well as Lisidorwei, all showed puzzled expressions.

According to Mohe, the mansion was supposed to be hosting a girls' gathering.

"Doro and Rastina must be enjoying delicious food in the Royal Capital, savoring the palace chefs' skills. We should also live better ourselves—" After saying this, she started hosting a gathering in the mansion, drinking wine, playing the piano, and chatting with the girls about emotional topics.

But suddenly, her laughter startled everyone.

Noel was a bit unsure: "My, my emotional story, is it that funny?"

Just now, Noel was sharing her youthful experiences, telling the story of how she was offered as tribute to the Demon King, then returned by the Demon King, and how she proved her extraordinary talent among humans despite being rejected. That's when Mohe laughed like that.

Of course, she understood that her talent and skill might indeed be laughable to the Demon King, but she still felt complicated.

"Sorry, Noel." Mohe apologized sincerely, "I wasn't laughing at you; something so amusing happened that I lost my composure without realizing it."

The word 'composure' rarely applied to Mohe.

Many times, people felt that even Mohe's smiles had underlying motives, as if she was leading something. But Mohe admitting her own loss of composure was something quite rare, at least, the few people in the mansion were a bit puzzled and didn't understand Mohe's situation.

"I know you have questions, but… even I didn't expect this."

She couldn't help but laugh again: "I really need to reevaluate humans; I seem to have underestimated their persistence on certain matters."

Lisidorwei seemed to have guessed something and asked, "Is it about the Royal Capital? Did something happen at the banquet?"

"Yes, that's it! Although the banquet hasn't officially started yet, but…"

Mohe's gaze fell on Rose and Lisidorwei, as well as Ah Xion: "I do have a question I'd like to ask you all. Could you provide me with an answer?"

The three girls looked at her and immediately knew it must be something related to Doro.

They exchanged a glance and nodded, wanting to know what was making Mohe so happy.

Mohe gathered her smile and said, "This question is quite simple—it's actually a choice… Do you prefer the vibrant eighteen-year-old A·Gedora who defeated me or the middle-aged uncle Doro now?"

"Huh?"

The three women all looked confused.

Lisidorwei said in confusion, "Whether it's the eighteen-year-old A·Gedora or Doro now, he's essentially the same, never changed!"

"Well, that's how it should be." Mohe said, "But the problem is, it's happening now! I never expected those women to pull off such a feat; they've recreated an eighteen-year-old A·Gedora with my organs, my symbols, my power."

Rose and Ah Xion looked utterly bewildered; evidently, this was beyond their comprehension. Lisidorwei was a bit smarter, so she seemed to barely understand.

"Did this A·Gedora go to the banquet?"

Mohe spread her hands: "Obviously!"

Her face once again broke into a smile: "This is so amusing! Lisidorwei! You weren't there, you can't imagine the expressions of the other guests at the banquet! Who would have thought such a thing could happen? Rastina was frozen on the spot, that helpless look in her eyes! Haha~"

She saw Rastina's expression through the raven.

"I can't stand it! Hurry up and pack up, it's my fault, I said I didn't want to go to the Royal Capital, that was my mistake. If I had known about this entertaining situation, even if Doro Mr. would dislike me, I should have shamelessly gone with him! Now we're heading there immediately, we can't miss such an entertaining event!"

Mohe promised, before seeing the eighteen-year-old A·Gedora, she genuinely had no interest in the Royal Capital's banquet, which was Doro's declaration of authority, and her attendance would be meaningless, distracting Doro's glory and causing some changes, she really didn't plan to go.

But there's no choice.

She always thought Ah Xion was quite odd, but now it seems, maybe it's not Ah Xion, it's the human race that's peculiar. Why wasn't Rose peculiar? Because Rose was transformed into the Demon Race by herself. Lisidorwei was already from the Demon Race—so they could at most be foolish.

"What does this count as? If I remember correctly, there's a genre in human novels called surrogate literature, could this be it? I'm not well-versed in this field, even though I've lived long enough, there are still many things I don't know!" Mohe couldn't help but sigh, "I must say, over these years, I've encountered many races: irritable races, united races, cruel races, sorrowful races—humans are the most capable of inventing amusing things! How could they conjure up a whole A·Gedora!"

Mohe looked super excited: "Quickly! Are you all ready? I'm eager to see our dear Mr. Doro's expression, do you think he would hit his eighteen-year-old self?"

Despite what happened, the girls were still quite confused, but seeing Mohe's expression, they knew this was unstoppable. So, they could only comply.

And at this moment, a woman walked out from the space.

"Adriana? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be attending the banquet?"

"I hope you don't head to the Royal Capital."

Mohe smiled and glanced at Adriana twice: "You're here to stop me? Isn't Charlette supposed to come before me? Then call upon the Goddess's descent, only then might you have the chance to contest me. You have already lost to our dear Mr. Doro, and yet, do you now think you can stop me?"

She didn't quite understand: "Are you here to bring your head?"

"I'm here to negotiate; we don't have any compelling reason to confront you."

Mohe chuckled: "You mean, we should join forces to take down Mr. Doro?"

Adriana hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

"A terrible proposal. It's meaningless, and right now, I'm not in the mood to negotiate. If you want to negotiate, let's talk next time, we're heading out. As for you… if you want to stop us, you can try."

The magic array swirled in Mohe's hand, and then the door to space suddenly opened: "Come with me."

She was speaking to the other girls.

The girls glanced at Adriana, then followed Mohe through the door.

Only Adriana and the two princesses of the Ice and Snow Palace were left here.

Adriana looked at the gate for a long time, ultimately doing nothing.

...

When Nephilim and A·Gedora appeared at the scene, the atmosphere of the banquet had already changed dramatically. People began speculating about what was happening, as everyone here was "a person of significance." There were no truly foolish people here.

Everyone had some idea in mind about such matters.

But it was still too sudden.

The entire hall fell into silence once more.

People dared not express their opinions lightly.

Nor dared they make too much eye contact with Nephilim.

"A·Gedora" looked around as if searching for something, but found nothing in the end; he seemed a bit disappointed, then closed his eyes—a posture of resting with eyes shut, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, although many didn't even know why they were nervous.

However, the banquet still wasn't truly underway, because the final guest had yet to arrive.

Even the assassination attempt by Duke Regulus was widely known, yet—The Wise King did not perish… this was confirmed. For those who wield power in this world, there was nothing questionable about this; Duke Regulus was simply incapable of killing the Wise King.

Of course, with the trust of the Wise King, a surprise attack could indeed be possible.

But then—

At most, it would only injure the Wise King.

Everyone was waiting, awaiting the Wise King's appearance.

This banquet was the main stage for Duke Regulus and the Wise King.

As for that "Hero"—is he truly a hero?

People had this doubt in their minds, so they turned their gazes to Charlette and Adeline, yet neither showed any intent to express themselves.

The situation was very elusive and puzzling.

And the atmosphere of the banquet was continuously becoming more bizarre.

And just then—

The Wise King finally appeared.

He was the true master of the Royal Palace, so he did not arrive from outside but rather emerged from the depths of the palace.

This Wise King, in a certain sense, was just in the prime of life; he was only a few years older than Hero A·Gedora. He was at his peak, with a robust physique, a bold posture, and majestic bearing, showing no signs of having been assassinated. He walked grandly to the center of the hall.

He naturally became the focal point of all gazes.

"Greetings to His Majesty the King!"

Those present naturally expressed their respects to this Wise King.

People's hearts thus settled down.

This Wise King, after such a long time since the rebellion was launched, at last, showed himself.

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