Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 257 Prelude
On the vast plains outside the Eighth District.

A massive black dragon descended from the sky, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Caesar jumped off Ita's back, and then the dragon released a huge amount of steam, its size began to shrink, and finally the petite Ita ran out of the mist.

She was wearing a corset, her skin was covered in dragon scales, and mist was constantly rising from her body.

"Caesar, are you alright?"

She eagerly grabbed Caesar and began to examine him from head to toe.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not injured. The blood is someone else's," Caesar said, pressing her down.

Ita felt Caesar's body all over and finally found that there was no wound. He breathed a sigh of relief and then puffed out his cheeks.

"Caesar, this is too dangerous! If they are pushed to the limit, you have no idea what methods they might use."

Ita said angrily to Caesar.

Caesar knew that Hypnor definitely had some tricks up his sleeve, and if he really faced him, he would not be able to escape unscathed. He had already prepared to fight to the death.

He can tolerate some things, but if he tolerates others, then he's just a spineless coward.

“I got a little carried away, and I owe you a lot this time, Ita,” Caesar said.

He then asked, "Can you handle things in Shupunor?"

This time, Ita has also made enemies with Hypnor, and it is estimated that the Fetire family's forces in the Eighth District will have to evacuate urgently.

Ita sighed, "Never mind, it's good that you're alright, Caesar. Besides, the mission can be considered complete this time."

“We’re only halfway there. We’ve found the contact, and now we need to get in touch with the person His Majesty is looking for through that Martini,” Caesar said.

"Hopefully things will go more smoothly from now on."

When Caesar saw that Itha was wearing a thin corset, he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. But when he put it on, he realized that his own coat was covered in blood.

But Ita didn't seem to mind. She straightened her clothes, relaxed, and smiled at Caesar: "Let's go back first, Caesar."

Not far away, the family's convoy was already speeding towards them.

Baghwut, the Frederick family mansion.

Martini was led to a separate room with his hands tied behind his back, where Caesar, now dressed in clean clothes, was already waiting for him.

Martini plopped down on the floor, feeling quite annoyed that he had been betrayed by Hypnor.

“You know my purpose. I only want information about Wendy Carol. I have no interest in anything else. Once you let me see her, I will let you go back,” Caesar said bluntly to Martini.

Faced with this boy possessing mysterious powers, Martini could only give up struggling and sighed, "..."

"I can only give you one chance to see her at most, just one. If you make a mistake and she notices and runs away, then even I won't be able to find her again."

"Even if you kill me then, there's nothing I can do. That's the absolute truth."

“Yes,” Caesar nodded, “tell me how to see her.”

Do you have a pen and paper? I'll write it down for you.

Caesar said nothing more, took out paper and pen from his desk, untied Martini's ropes, and had him sit at the table. As he spoke, he wrote:
"First, prepare a blue rose. On Sunday, the day of prayer, go to the Church of Our Lady in Baghwu. After 2 p.m., when people finish their prayers and offer flowers to the statue of Our Lady, place your rose in the third swan-neck vase to the right of the statue. Then wait in the church. If you see a nun come up and take the vase away, you can go to Confessional Room Number Four. Wendy will be waiting for you there."

After Martini finished writing, he said to him, "When you enter the confessional, the other person will ask you what you are here to confess. You can say that you are confessing your sin of arrogance. If the other person answers that you should start from when you were five years and three months old, then the connection is successful and the other person is Wendy. If the connection is not successful, then there is nothing I can do. Perhaps she is not here this week and you will have to wait until next week."

Caesar frowned: "Is she a spy? Why all this formality?"

Martini shrugged. "She is indeed quite cautious, as if someone is always chasing her, and she's a bit neurotic, easily startled by many things. That's been my impression of her all these years." "Are you very familiar with her?" Caesar asked.

"Not really, we just know each other. In the tavern, she always uses the alias 'Unicorn' when she talks to people," Martini said.

"I think I heard someone say before that this girl is quite old, but honestly I can't tell. I wonder what she does to stay young."

"Moreover, it seems that she has been doing shady things for a long time. Because she is connected with the underground black market in the Eighth District, she often comes to the Bull Horn Tavern to discuss matters, bringing several of her companions. I am the manager of the Bull Horn Tavern, which is why I know her. But I have no idea what she is doing. However, we still have the rule of not asking about the privacy of our customers."

"That doesn't seem to be the case, does it?" Caesar narrowed his eyes.

"When you told Hypnor I was looking for her, did Hypnor clearly think something? It seems like there's something more secretive between you two?"

Seeing Caesar's increasingly imposing aura, Martini quickly said, "I already said that Wendy frequents the underground black market and has some business dealings with the Eighth District. The Godfather must remember her. Besides, I'm just a bartender. If they had a deeper relationship, I certainly wouldn't know."

Caesar stared at him for a few seconds before looking away.

"But you seem to be very important to Hypnor?"

"But these are all internal matters of our Eighth District. Didn't you say you wouldn't ask about anything except Wendy's affairs?"

“Alright,” Caesar readily agreed.

“But you have to stay here until I’m sure I’ve seen her,”

"Fine, fine, as long as you give me food and drink, that's fine," Martini said nonchalantly.

When Martini came out of his room, Ita was already waiting outside, looking at him with a questioning expression.

Caesar handed the procedure written by Martini to Itha.

"Do it this way. I'll go see her tomorrow. You stay outside the church and keep watch. Be sure to stay hidden and don't let her discover any flaws."

“I understand,” Ita nodded.

Ita has gone down to make arrangements, but Caesar still has something to confirm.

He arrived at the Boundless Heavenly Realm, summoned the Illusionary Sea Scripture and the Fantasy Customization, and told them about what had happened that day.

“Now there’s a problem: will Wendy sense your presence when I get close to her?” Caesar asked.

After all, according to the narrative of Fantasy Customization, Wendy also possesses considerable strength and is connected to some secret matters. It cannot be guaranteed that she does not have some special means to perceive their existence.

"Don't worry about that. I can sense that your domain is completely isolated from the outside world. She will definitely not be able to detect our existence."

"Also, if she tries to escape, you should get me out of there. I'll help you hold her down, and she definitely won't be able to get away!"

Fantasy Custom wrote with great confidence.

“There’s one more question,” Caesar said.

"What exactly did Wendy encounter in her past?"

"All I know is that she seems to know something and is doing something that is very important to her, but you'll have to ask her yourself to know the specifics."

"However, what I do know is that she seems to have become a bit eccentric because of this incident. I can't quite explain why, but you'll find out when you meet her."

Caesar remained silent.

Based on past experience, everyone has a fixed image of Wendy: mysterious, eccentric, yet knowledgeable in certain areas.

He had a hunch that Wendy's appearance might uncover some incredible secret.

(End of this chapter)