Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 313 A Belated Coming-of-Age Ceremony
"Yes, yes, that's it, put it right here."

Upon returning to the mansion, they found Freya in the courtyard, busy with a large group of people arranging the surroundings.

Upon seeing them return, Freya smiled slightly: "Caesar, Yumilia, you're back."

"Fria! It's been a long time."

Caesar got out of the carriage and went up to embrace Freya.

“You’ve grown so much taller, child. Come here, let Freya take a good look at you,” Freya said, cupping his face in her hands and examining him closely.

"I've really lost weight, and my skin has gotten tanned too."

"There's nothing I can do about it. Things have been better these past few days since I came back. When I first got back, people were already asking me if I was a foreigner," Caesar chuckled.

"Oh, you've suffered these past two years, Caesar," Freya said, touching his face with heartache.

When Caesar was about to go to Pave, she, like Yumilia, was against it, but she couldn't resist the child's stubbornness, and she knew that Caesar was doing this so that he could gain more political resources after returning, so she finally gave in to him.

Caesar grasped Freya's hand and smiled calmly, "For my family, it's all worth it."

Freya pursed her lips, then her expression changed, and she pinched Caesar's cheek.

"Also, you haven't contacted us for so long, which has made you and Yumilia worry for a long time, you know that?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. We're not allowed to send letters there," Caesar said with a wry smile.

"Yumeria! What are you doing?"

Yumilia looked around and saw a group of people decorating her yard, as if they were going to have a party.

“This is a belated coming-of-age ceremony for Caesar,” Freya said.

"Give me a belated coming-of-age ceremony?" Caesar was stunned.

“Didn’t you say it yourself?” Freya said to him. “You said you spent your coming-of-age birthday alone in your dorm. How could you be so casual about such an important day in your life?”

"I"

Caesar suddenly remembered that he had indeed spoken to Yumilia at the dinner table last night, complaining about the unpleasant things that had happened to him, without thinking much about it.

"So, it was you, Yumilia, who told Freya?" Caesar looked at Yumilia.

"Huh? Me?" Yumilia was taken aback.

“I told Freya.”

Turning her head, she saw her own little dragon come out, tossing his long hair.

“It’s such an important day as your coming-of-age ceremony, Caesar. It’s a shame that you celebrated it so casually. So I thought that now that you’re back, I would celebrate it for you again.”

“There’s no need for that. It’s just a birthday, and it’s been almost a year already,” Caesar said.

Xiao Long raised his chin and shook his finger: "No, no, no, this is a necessary ritual."

"Ah! Then, shouldn't I prepare a coming-of-age gift for Caesar?" Yumilia slapped her forehead, suddenly remembering.

"Haven't they already been delivered?"

On Caesar's eighteenth birthday, Yumilia and the others all sent gifts.
Because his organization had strict regulations on mail and couldn't send anything too heavy, Yumilia thought for a long time and finally gave him a tie, a symbol of adulthood. Freya gave him a walking stick, a classic accessory for gentlemen in the kingdom. He still kept both gifts carefully. Ita, on the other hand, gave him a bottle of perfume. It was a very light fragrance, with a faint floral scent, seemingly similar to Ita's natural body odor. He wondered what ingredients it contained.
But Caesar didn't quite understand why the little dragon would give him this kind of women's perfume; he certainly wouldn't use it normally.

So I carefully kept it as a keepsake.

“That was from last time. Since we’re saying we’re going to hold it again, we need to send it again!” Yumilia said seriously.

"Besides, a lot of the things we prepared last time couldn't be sent. This time, we need to prepare a proper coming-of-age gift for Caesar!"

The little elf tilted its head and began to think: "But what should I give it? It needs to have significance for coming of age."

Ita smiled as she watched Yumilia's troubled expression, then looked at Caesar: "So, Caesar? Ready to go through your coming-of-age ceremony again?"

"I'm easygoing, just don't be too flashy," Caesar said casually, gesturing with his hand.

"Don't worry, it's a private courtyard, and we've invited people from our own circle." Ita winked at him.

The three continued making arrangements in the courtyard, while Caesar returned to his room.

He closed the door and arrived at the Boundless Heavenly Realm.

A long table is his current norm. Since he started working on the Liberation Front, he has rarely appeared in public as the Holy Yuan Emperor. His own authority is enough to support the entire organization.

Seated in the main seat, he tapped the bronze table with his hand. After a moment, a golden phantom representing Xiya shone brightly. The former imperial princess now appeared before him in a tall and graceful manner.

“Teacher,” she called softly.

Sia also celebrated her coming-of-age ceremony last month. Although she hasn't grown much taller, she's definitely a lot taller than Ita.

Furthermore, having shed her childishness, her appearance has become even more refined. Her long, dark blue hair is flowing freely, and her eyes are bright. Coupled with the experience she has gained over the years and the series of tasks she has accomplished, she has gradually shed the halo that her bloodline once bestowed upon her, making her appear more composed and confident.

"Please have a seat," Caesar nodded.

Sia sat down, and then Caesar asked:
"Those people who were monitoring you should have all left by now, right?"

Sia nodded, then sighed rather irritably, "But it's still the same as before, sticking to us like a leech, we deal with one batch and another comes along."

As someone who has gained access to the inner circle of the Unger faction, Sia naturally continues to play a crucial role in intelligence work, just as she has in the past. Currently, a large amount of vital intelligence for the Liberation Front was gathered by Sia, and her identity is also of great importance to them.
"Your identity remains sensitive, so be careful in your daily life. Also, don't forget to use the concealment technique I gave you," Caesar said.
“Okay,” Sia said.
"Then, what about the doctor?" she asked tentatively.

Caesar smiled: "Success. Dr. Gao Qiaoman has now returned to the base and is safe."

"That's good," Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heh, just a few days ago, Constance came over to chat with me. It's clear that we've indeed had a significant impact on them," Caesar said with a sneer.

“Cons... he won’t.” Xia looked worried.

“Don’t worry, we didn’t talk too deeply, and he knows I’m not completely one of them yet,” Caesar said.

"I might have to visit your home later to see Enled."

"Oh," Xia said, looking hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Caesar asked when he saw her like this.

"It's nothing. It's just that," Sia looked away, "they've been talking a lot lately about you and me, and stuff like that."

(End of this chapter)