Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 83 After the Incident
“Tomorrow is Monday, and I have to go to class,” Caesar said to her.

"Besides, Yumilia is still waiting at home. After something like this happened, the news must have reported it. If I don't go back, she'll be worried sick at home."

"Well, alright then," Ita said, her eyes drooping in disappointment.

It was because of this incident that she couldn't leave; otherwise, she would have wanted to go back with Caesar.

"Then, Caesar, please give my regards to Yumilia. I will definitely visit you when I have time," Ita said earnestly.

“Yumelia will surely be happy to see you home,” Caesar said.

Then he leaned forward and hugged Ita.

“You’re really great right now, Ita, I’m so proud of you,” Caesar said.

Ita felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she was embraced, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but smile. She then hugged Caesar tightly and rubbed her face against his chest.

After holding her for a full minute, Caesar tried to let go, only to find her still clinging tightly to him.

"Ita."

He patted Xiaolong on the back.

"Mmm." Ita still buried her head in his chest, unwilling to let go.

"I have to go now."

"Hold me a little longer."

"Alright, that's enough, you're hugging me way too tightly."

"hey-hey."

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Caesar raised his hand and tapped her on the head, and Xiaolong, clutching her head, let go of him with a pitiful expression.

However, he still said goodbye to Ita properly afterward, which took up a lot of time. Ita sent someone to take Caesar back to Alexia in a special car.

Before returning, Doruvan visited him briefly and inquired about the Book of No Thought. Caesar didn't explicitly state that he had obtained it, but merely hinted that someone would need it. Doruvan didn't ask any further questions.
By the time they returned to the apartment building where they lived in the capital, it was already night.

After saying goodbye to the driver who had brought him home, he headed home.

Before entering, he smelled himself again to see if he still smelled of blood. Only after confirming that there was no problem did he take out his key to open the door.

Upon opening the door, they found the house empty; Yumilia had vanished without a trace.

He searched around but couldn't find the note.

There was just a newspaper on the coffee table, with a news report about the sudden magical anomalies in the city of Drendin.

Caesar sensed something was wrong and was about to ask the neighbors when the sound of running footsteps came from the hallway. Yumilia appeared at the door, panting heavily. Her pretty face was flushed, obviously from running a long distance, and she looked panicked. The moment she saw him, she felt a sudden sense of relief, as if all her burdens had been lifted.

"Caesar...you...you come back...you..."

Yumilia looked at Caesar, her lips trembling, and soon, tears streamed down her face.

She lunged forward and collapsed onto Caesar. They fell to the ground, but she didn't care. She just hugged him tightly and burst into tears.

"Alright, alright, I'm fine. I'm back now, aren't I?" Caesar comforted her by stroking her hair.

"You haven't been back for so long, really, I was so scared! I heard about the accident in Drenton, and you just got there and didn't know anything. I was so worried, so very worried. I wanted to go there to find you, but all the trains have stopped running, so I can't go and I don't know anything. Really, I was so scared."

Yumilia hugged him, crying and speaking incoherently, clearly terrified.

Caesar could only gently comfort her, and it took more than half an hour to calm Yumilia down. She sat on the sofa, holding a handkerchief, sobbing and wiping away her tears.

“It’s such a big deal, I don’t know what to do, I can only run around anxiously,” Yumilia said, sobbing.

"Even such a big incident has nothing to do with me. I didn't go to that place, and I came back unharmed, didn't I?"

Caesar comforted her, saying, "It was just too chaotic at the time, and I couldn't take the train back immediately. But I met someone there. Guess who it was?" He wanted to use this to distract Yumilia.

"Who is it?" Yumilia asked, her eyes red.

“Ita,”

"Really?" Yumilia's eyes lit up. "Ita is also in Drentin?"

“Yes, and she’s now the head of the family, very powerful. I couldn’t take the train back, so she sent someone to bring me back,” Caesar said.

"Really? Is everything alright in Ita now?" Yumilia asked.

“That’s good. She’s all grown up now and has changed a lot. She’s been busy with family affairs and hasn’t had time to see us. But she said she’ll come to visit when she has some free time,” Caesar said.

"That's good, that's good," Yumilia said, patting her chest.

As she spoke, she grabbed Caesar's arm again, leaned against him, and murmured, her voice trembling with tears:
"Caesar, please, please don't make me worry like this anymore."

Yumilia was truly terrified this time. Her heart had been pounding with anxiety all day. Now that she saw Caesar return unharmed, she finally felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. The pressure had taken its toll, and exhaustion followed. After Caesar had helped her fall asleep, he gently removed her tightly clenched hand, closed the door, and returned to his own room.

A magnificent palace rose, and he had arrived in the Boundless Heavenly Realm.

At this moment, the book was tightly bound by golden chains, hanging in the hall, in a state of unconsciousness.

He now knows the origin of this book, which is the "Book of No Thoughts" that the Rhine Bureau calls a tsunami-class containment object.

Containment objects, also known as contaminants, are a concept that has only emerged in the last two hundred years. Caesar learned about them to some extent from Crolin, but there were very few descriptions of them. At first, he thought they were something similar to black artifacts, but now it seems that the two are indeed very different.

Their origin remains a mystery, but the official explanation is that they were born from the Great Destruction.

After the Great Destruction, magic not only weakened but also became chaotic. Large amounts of disordered magic gathered in some areas, and under the influence of this chaotic magic, a group of mysterious beings with self-awareness and unknown power were born.

These things cover a wide range of categories, including objects, animals, and plants. However, they all share one characteristic: they are unpredictable and extremely dangerous.

Because they are products of chaos born from the Great Destruction, their abilities, weaknesses, and characteristics are completely unknown. Every piece of information in their files may have been obtained at the cost of countless lives, and even the slightest mistake could lead to containment failure, allowing them to escape control and cause massive destruction.

These events were all defined as magical out-of-control incidents, and the public was unaware of the existence of the pollutants.

This was done for two reasons: first, to keep such dangerous things away from civilians, and second, for research purposes.

Nowadays, the presence of magic is quite faint, and countries have very few magical resources at their disposal. Although these containment objects are dangerous, they also contain a lot of resources that can be extracted from them. Moreover, as long as their characteristics are understood, their power can be used for one's own benefit.

The Rhine Bureau, which now specializes in handling incidents of abnormal magical power outages, has a major function of finding and monitoring these containment objects.

For management purposes, they also categorized the damage caused by these containment objects into levels, from lowest to highest: [White Mist Level], [Storm Level], [Landslide Level], [Tsunami Level], [Meteorite Level], [Sunset Level]

Using natural disasters to distinguish them is quite intuitive.

The last one, Sunset Class, is actually Doomsday Class, but like the Mythical Class of the Sorcerer, it is a conjecture with a maximum limit, but in reality, no containment object of this level has been found yet.

Each level had further subdivisions and numbers, but Caesar was unaware of them.

He stared at the tsunami-level containment object hanging up. According to conventional thinking, it was indeed hard to imagine that such an ordinary book could cause such great damage.

He loosened the chains that bound it and restricted its magic.

The Book of No Thoughts quickly awoke from its coma. The first thing it did upon waking was to immediately turn the pages, and the title on the cover instantly changed to "The Forest of Sambamilan".

The massive tree trunk and root system suddenly surged out of the book.

But in an instant, as if struck by some great force, all the tree trunks broke apart inch by inch, turning into streaks of light.

Before the Book of No Thoughts could react to what was happening, it was squeezed by an invisible pressure and could no longer summon anything.

Caesar, seated on his throne, raised a finger and sneered:
"I can't control you outside, but once you're on my territory, will you still be allowed to run rampant?"

(End of this chapter)