No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Inside the banquet hall of Lanyue Manor, Wen Gu finally raised his hand with trembling hands and placed the pen nib on the parchment brought by the princess. Yuexi and Gu Wenzhou, who were standing around him, also spontaneously started watching the team channel.

[Review: "Since this question was asked by Her Highness the Princess, if we want to live, we have no choice but to write it down according to her wishes!"]

Yuexi had an idea and glanced at Wen Gu with some surprise.

"You mean, to romanticize her illness...?"

"What might seem morbid to mortals could be called piety that transcends time in the realm of the gods, could it not be?" Wen Gu smiled and remained silent.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his fingers tightening with excitement as he gripped the pen, the tip gliding across the rough parchment, leaving a string of neat characters.

If forgotten, let the entire era become an altar, and let His name be re-etched into every inch of the starry sea He traversed. Let all beings learn what reverence truly means!

As the last word fell, the parchment spontaneously combusted with a dark red flame, instantly turning to ashes and dissipating into the air.

Shen Die and Wen Gu suddenly remembered something and looked at each other at the same time.

"President Wen, do you still remember that strange incident in the eastern district of Haicheng?"

Shen Die lowered her voice, her hand never leaving the hilt of her sword. A hint of seriousness appeared in her usually stern eyes. "The timing of that Chaos Knights who arrived ahead of schedule, and the remnants of the Royal Court that later appeared in various parts of Blue Star, isn't it too much of a coincidence?"

Wen Gu picked up the herbal tea and took a sip. His eyes behind his glasses grew even more fervent, and he immediately typed out a series of deductions in the team chat.

[Review: "If I remember correctly, when we were still in the beginner stage, Blue Star had already been infiltrated by the Royal Court. Could it be that Her Highness had already locked onto the coordinates of Blue Star back then, planting a hidden seed for His Majesty's awakening in advance?"]

[Han Yue: "No way, Brother Wen, are you saying that our entire planet has been a chessboard prepared by that prince for Your Majesty from beginning to end?"]

Han Yue shrank his neck, feeling a chill on the back of his neck.

Yuexi did not participate in their discussion; her gaze passed over the long table and landed on Hervis, who was sitting next to the head of the table.

The Central Third Legion Commander, known as the Valkyrie, was extremely aggressive just now, but every move she made revealed a certain tension and restraint, as if she was always on guard against angering the unseen being beside her.

But after questioning Fu Qingfeng about his arrogant aura, Hevich completely relaxed, even resting his chin on one hand and leaning back in his chair with an air of nonchalance.

"It seems that His Highness has already left with His Majesty."

Yuexi secretly pondered in her heart, but her thoughts were still somewhat chaotic.

She didn't know much about the arrogant monarch of the old alliance, but Hervis's reaction just now was by no means unfounded. Could it be that Fu Qingfeng had really gotten involved with that madman who had been separated from His Majesty behind her back?

The umbrella drooped slightly, blocking the scattered sunlight falling from above.

Fu Qingfeng let Yuexi hold her wrist, the warm touch spreading upwards along her pulse, making half of her body feel weak.

She lowered her eyes, looking at their clasped fingers, and began to consider whether or not to tell Yuexi the whole truth.

She had kept the deal with the arrogant monarch a secret from Yuexi because she was afraid that the truth would be exposed and implicate the Jiaoyue clan. But now that Yuexi had stood up for her in front of the three major powers, the two were already bound together.

Moreover, if even a legion commander like Hervé could sense something amiss, how could the princess, who was just inches away, or even the goddess of a higher dimension, really be completely oblivious?

Perhaps in the eyes of those supreme beings, her self-righteous gamble is utterly insignificant.

Yuexi seemed to notice her distraction, and pinched Fu Qingfeng's wrist hard with her fingertips. She then brought her red lips close to her ear and hummed softly in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

"You ungrateful little thing, I just used the title of 'Chosen One' to intimidate you, and you've already lost your mind!"

The mention of the words "favored by the gods" immediately brought Fu Qingfeng back to his senses.

She glanced at the front of the long table and saw that not only Hervis of the Royal Court and the Left Wing Commander, but even the eccentric executioner of the Trial Committee chose to acquiesce and back down when he heard those three words.

On the contrary, the white-robed bishop of the Holy Land, despite his esteemed status, did not possess the special aura of a chosen one of the gods.

In the corner, Shen Die, using her sleeve as cover, gently stroked the silver crystal fragment in her arms with her fingertips, calling out softly in her heart.

"Senior Tia, are you still there?"

...

Inside the transit space, Mu Zhixi, who was busy cleaning up the background data, heard the noise and casually separated a wisp of her consciousness to take over the voice channel of the remnant crystal.

"Miss Shen, I'm here."

An aged and solemn voice echoed in Shen Die's mind, carrying a sense of composure born of experience.

"Senior, representatives from all three major powers are present. We are trapped in the hall, caught in a dilemma, and don't know how to break this deadlock?"

Mu Zhixi glanced at her own aliases sitting stiffly in the surveillance footage and casually made up some lines.

"Miss Shen, I can tell you definitively that you are perfectly capable of speaking with this imperial guard."

Shen Die was somewhat puzzled and continued to ask in her mind, "Senior Tia, why is that?"

"Because the conflicts you see are nothing more than embers left over from the ancient era." Mu Zhixi manipulated Tia's voice, sighed in a pretentious tone, and stuffed all the angst-filled literature she had read in her previous life into the background setting.

"Do you know that in that golden age when even stars fell, the fate of all living beings had long been ruthlessly altered?"

"The one who wanted to die the most survived, the one who wanted to live the most died, the most optimistic died the most tragically, and the strongest died the most shamefully."

Shen Die was momentarily stunned, but quickly remembered and wrote it down.

"The proudest kneel and beg for mercy, the most dignified lose all face, the most selfish sacrifice for the greater good, the most sincere are buried by lies, the most calculating suffer the ultimate backlash, the most cherished wither on the spot, the most yearning for reunion live a lonely life, and the most devoted to family become demons who kill their own parents."

Tia's voice grew softer and softer, "Watching your dearest friends die one by one, and being unable to do anything about it, with only that lord left half-dead, holding up the shattered myriad worlds—this is the truest depiction of the ancient era."

"Whether it's Herwich or the arrogance outside, they were all survivors of that tragedy. As long as you don't cross the princess's bottom line, she won't refuse to show you the way out, considering that you were once favored by the gods."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Zhixi decisively ended the communication, keeping her achievement hidden.

What? We were once favored by the gods?

Shen Die stood there stunned; the amount of information conveyed in that sentence was extraordinary.

No, to be precise, it's a problem of the times. The pressure that the great figures of the ancient era faced was simply unimaginable to these players.

"Sister Shen, what's wrong?" Cheng Xiaocheng leaned over and blinked, then quickly took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to her, not knowing where to put her hand.

Shen Die shook her head and sent Senior Tia's original words into the core team channel without missing a single one.

In just a few breaths, Gu Wenzhou, Wen Gu, Han Yue, and even Yue Xi and Fu Qingfeng all fell into a long, deathly silence.

Wen Gu took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed his reddened brow vigorously. "I should have realized it sooner. A pure heart as gentle as hers, which treats the world with such tenderness, can only be achieved after experiencing the most thorough betrayal and loss, and only when utterly disappointed would she choose to sever herself from the seven emotions and six desires."