You think you're worthy of saving the world?

He will never come back.

A stern female voice rang out.

"Furthermore, the 'Demon King's Egg' no longer belongs to that man."

"Who?"

Tia was surprised to find a human figure on one of her five fingers.

"I haven't seen anyone other than Cynthia for centuries! Where have you been hiding all this time?"

The elven girl wanted to shout that, but when she saw the face clearly through the dim light, she froze.

The figure high above had magnificent silver hair that reached the ground, long pointed ears as a trait of its kind, and a slender figure that resembled moonlight illuminating the night.

"You are……"

The elven woman's eyes were like two gems, one azure blue and the other emerald green, beautiful and incredible.

That mature face, which Tia had never seen before, did not belong to any of the elves she had ever known.

However, the elven princess seemed to be touched on a spiritual level, instinctively recognizing the other party's identity—

Humans might not be able to tell the difference, but Tia, being an elf, could assert that the ash wood staff in her hand was the same one that Cynthia held.

However, this elf was not Cynthia...

So, who exactly is she?

The answer is far too obvious.

"Ah...so that's how it is..."

The moment the girl learns the truth, countless causes and effects converge, and infinite destinies come together.

Past, present, and future—countless memories boiled, dissolved, and spread, ultimately flowing into the girl's body.

The fairy princess gradually came to understand what Yuri meant by "causality".

"Haha, hahaha, hahaha... hahahahaha!"

The elven princess covered her face, clutched the crimson demon egg in her hand, and laughed uncontrollably.

The Queen of the Underworld lowered her head, gripped the ash wood staff in her hand, and murmured softly.

"...I am you, and you are me..."

088 Newlywed Rosalia (3/3)

"Your Highness, you are amazing!"

Yuri looked at the abundant dishes on the table and exclaimed in admiration once again.

Rosalia's cooking is not courtly style, but rather common dishes found in ordinary households, since she uses ingredients sourced locally from the Yuri family's kitchen.

Black pepper BBQ steak, tomato meatballs, tuna salad, basil fried chicken, parsley butter-fried potatoes, cream of corn soup, braised beef...

The table was overflowing with a dazzling array of dishes, demonstrating Rosalia's strong desire to entertain Yuri.

However, isn't there too much meat? There are too few vegetables!

Although Yuri was a carnivore... he glanced up at the Grand Duchess.

"what happened?"

"Do not."

Yuri seemed to understand how she got her full, rounded, perfect body.

"Alright, Yuri, stop looking and eat up. All of this was made just for you."

After repeated urging, Yuri nodded and then started to eat.

"...How...how is it?" Rosalia asked nervously.

"Yum! So delicious!"

After Yuri made an exaggerated statement, she patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

"This is the first time I've cooked for a man. I've heard that boys your age like meat. I don't know if it will suit your taste... well, I'm just glad you're satisfied."

Rosalia switched from her wifely mode to her authoritative mode: "Enough with the flattery. There's no need to force yourself to please me. Just eat whatever you like."

Yuri wasn't just flattering him, because every dish was delicious.

He only found out today that Rosalia could cook, which was really unbecoming of his status.

But Your Highness is, after all, an all-around genius who can do anything... The principles of alchemy and cooking should be similar, right?

Yuri was starving after just coming out of the singularity, and in his hearty meal, he cleared the entire table in an hour.

"Wow, he actually finished it! That's the appetite of a young man... Amazing! *gulp*"

Rosalia blushed and sighed.

Then she got up from the table and said she was going to wash the dishes, but Yuri refused.

He wasn't so perverse as to have a high-ranking duchess do his housework.

"When the girl who lives in my attic comes back tonight, she can take a shower, or you can call Miss Patty over to take a shower."

After lunch, the two sat back on the sofa and chatted while playing chess.

They talked a lot, including about Rosalia's current situation.

She has advanced to the ninth rank and also completed her job change.

For a Grand Duchess who possesses the entire empire, obtaining the materials for the job change quest is a piece of cake.

In addition, she possessed the empire's finest alchemy workshop and sorcerer team, and the secret elixir had long been prepared.

Rosalia's profession has changed from "Royal Alchemist" to "Soul Throne".

"...The Soul Seat (Seele)?"

This isn't a class in the game; it sounds like it's the highest-ranking class of the Holy Warlock.

Although I don't know what it does, it seems so cool and stylish... Yuri thought to himself.

They also talked about Yuri's identity—

"Let's talk about this when the time is right," Yuri said.

Rosalia nodded: "That's right, now is not the time to talk about this. What you need to do today is get some rest."

"You're not giving me any rest at all," Yuri muttered to herself.

In just over an hour, he was utterly defeated by the "Empress" on the chessboard, losing three games in a row.

"By the way, Yuri, what was the evaluation you received in the singularity?"

"It's S."

Yuri moved the "soldier" a step and spoke.

A powerful gaze pierced through his skull.

Under Rosalia's glare, Yuri honestly confessed, "It's SS."

"Hmph, that's more like it... If you only get an S rating, then I'll have to wonder if the singularity's rating system is blind."

"You flatter me, hehe."

Rosalia rolled her eyes in annoyance: "I'm an A+."

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

"There's absolutely no reason to congratulate you. Are you kidding me?"

Rosalia rested her chin on her hand and puffed out her cheeks cutely: "I should be the one protecting you... but in the end, Yuri did almost everything."

Compared to the exceptionally talented Holy Son, I, as an adult, truly seem like a failure.

She said that, but her tone wasn't one of annoyance; it was more like a pleading, coquettish voice... "Please comfort me!"

Yuri immediately showered Rosalia with sweet words, praising her for managing the territory so well and for holding such a grand dueling tournament; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to activate the "Demon King's Egg" so easily.

"Speaking of which... why did the 'Demon King's Egg' end up with me?"

Yuri suddenly remembered this suspicious point: "Normally, shouldn't it be with His Highness?"

He had no doubt about the Empress's royal artifact; otherwise, Rosalia would never have been assigned to this promotion ceremony.

"..."

Rosalia stiffly turned her face away: Because during that time I was going crazy with desire and missing you every night...

Looking back now, she feels that she was abnormal during that time, and she is so ashamed that she wants to forget that memory. How could the "Demon King's Egg" possibly be interested in a woman like that!

"Yuri".

“W-What happened!?”

When the prophesied child was called, she was trying to steal one of her bishop pieces.

The Grand Duchess raised her right arm with a calm and serious expression: "I don't like saying 'thank you' too many times. It sounds too superficial, so..."

Yuri stopped her from making the vow gesture: "I already understand your intentions. Your Highness, there's really no need to go to such lengths."

"Ok."

Rosalia obediently nodded, without uttering the vow she had been preparing in her heart for so long.

Because she knew that it was no longer necessary.

The Grand Duchess now has a new dream: to become Yuri's woman, even if it's just as a mistress.

"Speaking of which, Yuri helped me so much this time, I must repay you sincerely and properly."

"Wasn't the big meal just now a way of repaying you?"

Rosalia frowned unhappily: "Are you satisfied with just one meal?"

At that moment, the communication magic device beside her suddenly emitted light.

Just as Yuri was about to get up and leave, Rosalia switched to speakerphone mode.

A pleasant female voice that Yuri found somewhat familiar drifted from the communicator.