Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 272 The Proper Title

"Oh? So it's her own fault after all?" Caesar said.

Matilda paused for a moment, then said, "You are a tolerant monarch. She is still quite useful to us, so..."

"Don't worry, I will," Caesar said.

Matilda remained silent, deciding to skip the topic for now.

"If you have any further questions, please feel free to ask me."

"How many of you are there now?" Caesar asked.

“Including the members of the General Alliance around the world and the various branches of the families, there are a total of 1,600 people who can be directly mobilized. If we include those who can be mobilized indirectly, the number is probably in the tens of thousands,” Matilda said.

"In addition, we have also received knowledge from the God Lord and made great achievements in the field of magical energy research. However, as you know, this research is currently illegal in any country in the world, so the research is restricted to this island, and the armed forces are at the level of a company in a typical country."

"In the core layer, that is, among those who know your identity, there are four people in total, including myself. You have already met them all: Marlene, White Mist, and Williamson. The rest of the people know you as the chosen one by the prophecy of the God Lord, a key figure who can lead humanity out of the apocalypse, so they also hold you in awe."

“If there’s anything you need to adjust, please let me know,” Matilda said respectfully.

“I know nothing right now, so what’s there to adjust?” Caesar said.

“Since you are following Grace, I will trust you, but don’t sneak around me anymore,” Caesar said.

"Actually, we concealed our identities from you at the request of the God Lord. Besides the reason mentioned before, there are other reasons as well."

"what reason?"

“Perhaps you will need to ask Him yourself when you meet Him in the future, Your Majesty,” Matilda said.

Caesar sighed, feeling that meeting them hadn't solved many problems, but rather raised even more questions.

“Your Majesty, just to be on the safe side, we should maintain a certain distance from each other after this meeting. This territory will not be fully open to you until you come of age. If you have any instructions or requests for us, you can contact us through our special envoy,” Matilda said.

“Now I have one request for you,” he said.

"You say."

"Stop calling me Your Majesty. That's a thing of the past. I'm no longer the emperor," Caesar said.

Matilda paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, so how would you like us to address you?"

"It doesn't matter, I personally don't have much of a preference for how I'm addressed."

“Actually, although it’s a bit too early to call you that now, I think you are qualified to be called that,” Matilda said.

"Commander, I hope that in the future we can use this word to address you, not only in the General Alliance, but also to all people in this world who are fighting for the future. I hope you can lead us to victory."

After leaving the star field and returning to the tower, Caesar pondered for a moment and then asked, "Is the only title you use for Grace is 'Goddess'? Now that she has ascended to godhood, what is her title as a god?"

Matilda paused for a moment and said, "The titles of gods are generally not to be used directly, and we do this to avoid suspicion, but since you have asked, I have no choice but to presume to use them this time."

Matilda looked at him, her lips slightly moving, and transmitted her voice to Caesar's ears through magical fluctuations.

"His divine title is: Lord of Wisdom and Destiny."

Once outside the tower, only Williamson remained, still waiting there.

Seeing the expression on his face when he came out, Williamson understood that he already knew everything.

"Welcome, Your Majesty."

His expression, however, was very devout.

“Don’t reveal my identity to others now,” Caesar said calmly. “Of course, but I only wish to make my position clear to you,” Williamson said. “My grandfather was Kenlogan, a general of Romania, who accompanied you on your expedition to Savie and distinguished himself in battle.”

"A descendant of Kenlokan?" Caesar looked him up and down.

Williamson seemed pleased: "It seems you remember him?"

“He is a very intelligent soldier, quite different from those rule-bound elves, but unfortunately he still needs to improve his personal abilities,” Caesar said.

“If my grandfather knew he would receive such high praise from you, he would rest in peace in heaven,” Williamson said.

"I just wanted to say that I am honored, Your Majesty, to be able to inherit my grandfather's cause and follow in your footsteps once again. Although our opponents are different this time, and the situation will be more difficult, I will dedicate everything to you."

His expression was unusually serious at that moment.

Caesar stared at him for a moment, then turned his head: "Some things can't be said just like that."

“I will prove to you that this is what I’ve lived for all these years,” Williamson said.

Caesar stared at him for a moment, then turned and left.

Ita leaned against the sofa, half asleep, until someone nudged her awake.

He opened his eyes and saw Caesar standing in front of him.

"Caesar... Um, sorry, I fell asleep." Ita rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"About that."

“It’s all taken care of,” Caesar said.

"So what exactly is the background of these people?"

“They are a force connected to His Majesty, but they have never had any contact with me. Now that everything has been explained, you can rest assured they are our own people,” Caesar said.

"Is that so? That's good." Ita lowered her head.

"Is there anything else I can do?"

“That’s all. Now, we should go home,” Caesar said.

The military truck stopped in front of them again, but this time Williamson was the only one inside.

"Alright, stick close to me again. We can't be careless for a moment when crossing the portal," Williamson shouted, leaning out of the car window.

The sky on this side of the island was beginning to transition into dusk, while it was probably already afternoon on Finn's side.

"Hehe, now you believe we're all good people, right?" Xiaowu, or rather, her real name Baiwu, said to him with a grin as she stood outside the car window.

"Your disguise skills need to be more refined. That time at the fortune-telling shop, it was immediately obvious that you deliberately led me there," Caesar said calmly.

“But at least the things that needed to be done were completed smoothly, weren’t they?” Bai Wu winked at him.

"Where's Wendy?" he asked again.

"This trip was quite exhausting, she's still sleeping."

Caesar said nothing more, saying they would settle the score another time. The truck ahead started moving, and Doruvan started his car to follow.

They crossed the narrow sea highway and then entered that tunnel again.

After passing through the portal once again, they returned to the land of Finn.

(End of this chapter)