Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

"Sure, sure."

The saintess nodded with a smile: "Not only can I keep it a secret that you secretly took the fire seed, but I can also keep it a secret that you secretly became the Golden Archbishop of the Primordial God Cult."

The two men turned pale and pursed their lips, but then breathed a sigh of relief.

It was expected that the prophetic saintess would see through it; as long as it could be kept secret, that was fine.

The saintess then suddenly said, "But there is one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Sylvia, go and become queen."

Sylvia: "Huh?"

Why are you cursing at me?

Why add a gender when you're just calling someone a turtle?

A night breeze blew by, causing the curtains to flutter gently, and the moonlight shimmered between the three of them.

"...I mean, I want you to participate in the Queen's election." The saint tilted her head. "The Holy See and I fully support you, the votes of the entire nation are on your shoulders... plus Vilette's support, your chances of winning are very high. Don't you want to?"

"No, it's not that I find it difficult, but... why me?"

"Because I foresaw your destiny..." the saintess said, "You will eventually face the Empress of the Empire and vie with her for the ultimate fate of the Dragon Vein..."

Sylvia pointed to herself: "Me?"

If I'm not mistaken, the dragon vein's destiny—this is the empire's source material; possessing it means having the chance to become a god!

Although the kingdom also has Source Matter, this Source Matter is too problematic; sitting on it will cause you to lose your personality and memories, turning you into a vessel.

If Cheng Cheng were here, he would complain that this is not called becoming a god but possessing a body, no different from becoming a thief in Sequence 4 and directly ascending to the King of Angels, or directly ascending to the Nascent Soul Dao Master after saying "Eek! I never thought I was the incarnation of the World Honored One!"

"Correct."

Saintess Serafina nodded: "But before that, you must stand on equal footing with the 'Emperor,' such as becoming the 'Empress' of the kingdom. At that time, the two great nations will unite as one, and the world will be transformed... Do you intend to refuse?"

Sylvia paused for a moment: "But I've heard that becoming queen means losing your memory and your personality..."

"That is indeed the case," the saintess nodded. "However, there are solutions, such as using the Hanged Man's authority to reverse it, or forcibly controlling it with the dragon veins..."

At this moment, Freya, who had been silent all along, timidly raised her small hand:

"Um... Your Majesty, I am the princess of the kingdom..."

“But didn’t you run away?” The saint tilted her head. “I thought you had given up your responsibility to be king.”

"I did that... to defeat the Demon of Upside Down!" Freya quickly said. "You can ask your teacher if you don't believe me!"

Felix leaned against the wardrobe, his cat tail swaying behind him: "Yes, that's true, meow. Freya, you haven't given up yet, meow? Aren't you being targeted by some mysterious being?"

“That matter has been resolved!” Freya shook her head. “Besides, I’m already a Gold Saint!”

"I can tell, you're amazing, amazing, meow!"

Felix tapped Freya's shoulder with the tip of his tail.

“Becoming a Gold Saint… that’s enough to qualify for the Legendary Ritual, right?” Freya said. “We can start preparing for my task of defeating the Upside-Down Demon… This time I got Sylvia’s help, and with Vilette’s support, our chances of winning will be much higher.”

“Hey, when did I say I was going to help you?” Sylvia frowned.

"You're not going to help?" Freya grinned mischievously.

These are things Cheng Cheng also wants to do. Are you really not going to help?

Sylvia's brow twitched, and her lips pressed into a thin line: "...Helping you is also helping myself!"

With that, she sneered, "Didn't the Holy Maiden just say she would support me as queen? It's decided, this time I'm going to take your throne!"

"Okay."

Sylvia was taken aback: "Huh?"

Freya paused for a moment, her gaze settling on the floor, her voice lowering: "My obsession is merely to reverse the source essence, so that future queens will not have to endure the pain of loss... As for who the queen is, that's unimportant. Besides..."

Freya recalled what had happened during the witch's trial and felt a pang of sadness: "Perhaps I am not suited to be a queen... What if I become a tyrant?"

"Being so fond of stealing other people's things does indeed give you the air of a tyrant," Sylvia sneered.

"You're saying I stole something?" Freya shook her head. "But you and I both know that Cheng... he's not a good person."

"That's true."

"So, you can take it from me this time too," Freya smiled. "The throne is yours, and he is mine."

"Dream on!" Sylvia roared. "The first thing I'll do after I ascend the throne is to bestow a marriage upon you, to marry you off to the most useless man in all of Kornoma!"

"It can't be that cruel..."

"Hmph—" Sylvia crossed her arms and raised her chin slightly, "I'll marry you off to a good-for-nothing shut-in who's already an adult but only knows how to play games and never works! And that man has to be a bit mentally challenged, unable to recognize people, and chasing after you calling you 'Mommy' every day!"

Freya blushed slightly: "It's a deal!"

Sylvia: "???"

"The two of you have a really good relationship."

The saintess chuckled softly, rose from the bed, and stepped barefoot onto the floor, her toes as white as porcelain. "Since Miss Sylvia is willing to agree to my conditions, then I will not disturb the two of you any longer. I have come uninvited and still need to explain to Vilette and Karen, so I will take my leave now."

She paused, her figure gradually fading like moonlight, her silver outline dissipating into the air bit by bit, like ink drops falling into water.

Only a message remained, its sound drifting from all directions in the distance:

"When it is necessary to subdue the inverted demon, one may chant my name—"

"The inkless pen that writes the future, the weaver of fate who ends the chaos, the pale saintess of eternal reincarnation, the Holy Grail with its tail woven from mercury serpents, the knot of cause and effect that binds all things, the great Seraphine... just pick three and read them out."

Having said that, he vanished completely.

As the saintess left, Felix stretched, twitched his cat ears, and waved at Freya: "We agreed before, I'll spend one gold coin to save you once, you have to pay me back ten times that, meow."

Freya was slightly taken aback, then smiled wryly and spread her hands towards Sylvia: "Sister, can I borrow some?"

Sylvia's eyes widened: "No way, you stole my things and now you want to borrow money from me? How many things have you stolen from me since we were kids?"

Freya took a step closer and lowered her voice: "Sylvia, you don't want us to be unable to borrow Master's combat power in the future, causing Cheng... what could have been a success to fail, right?"

Sylvia: "..."

She bit her lip, took out her phone, and reluctantly transferred ten gold coins worth of credits to Freya.

My credit card is going to be maxed out again this month. What am I going to do if my dad asks about it later...?

Freya smiled smugly, transferred 10 gold coins to Felix, and then received a transfer of 3 gold coins from Felix.

The master and apprentice had already discussed how Freya would cooperate when they encountered a situation where they could fleece a fat sheep, and how to split the credits they obtained 30/70... Having followed Felix for so long, she could learn this little thing.

Felix happily shook his phone, his cat tail swishing behind him: "Now that things are over, I'm off, meow!"

"Wait, teacher!"

Freya grabbed Felix's tail with her little hand:

"When we later punish the inverted demon..."

"Now that you've already won over Serafina and Vilette's daughter, you probably don't need me anymore, meow."

Felix perched on the windowsill, his tail grabbed by Freya, his cat ears pressed back, and he wore an unhappy expression: "At most, I'll help you find someone... My life is precious, what if I accidentally die, meow?"

"With the Holy Maiden here, even if someone dies, they can be resurrected, right?"

"I'm different."

Felix shook his head without offering any further explanation.

With a sudden jerk, its tail slipped from Freya's grasp, the furry sensation passing through her fingers. The gray figure leaped a few times in the moonlight before disappearing into the night.

"it's over?"

Sylvia and Freya exchanged a helpless glance.

Are you still drinking?

"Have a drink..."

With these two legends intervening, the fight is definitely off, and the matter of taking Cheng Cheng will have to wait until later.

…………

"Little Freya would actually give up the throne..."

Felix leaped between rooftops under the moonlight, wondering, "Orange... who is that, meow? Orange? I really don't know what these two are fighting over, meow."

"That Serafina must have seen something by now, but she didn't tell me. Honestly..."

Not far away.

Seraphia, now bathed in moonlight, stopped in her tracks, patted her chest, her silver hair fluttering gently in the night breeze, a wave of fear washing over her.

"So scary, so scary, so scary!"

"I don't know why, but just now I had this feeling that if I opened my eyes and saw the thing that Sylvia and Freya were fighting over, I would definitely die."

"What... dangerous things are they doing...?"

"That Cheng... what exactly is he... a primordial demon? No, with my status, even if he were a primordial demon, he wouldn't be..."

Without daring to think further, Serafina found the direction of the palace and continued her journey, transforming into moonlight.

…………

"Doubao, please help me generate an image: a girl with pink hair, wearing thick white stockings and small feet, with an extremely cute appearance. The image's pose and elements are as follows:"

The figure is squatting on the ground, with her hands raised, her fingers making a 'V' sign, her tongue sticking out, her deep neck line, her face slightly flushed, and her lips slightly moist. Her face has an extremely playful yet innocent and intoxicating expression, her eyes are gazing straight up, as if immersed in pleasant reverie, while at the same time with a purely playful expression.

The background is an indoor environment with light-colored ceramic tiles on the walls and white ceramic tiles on the floor, creating a simple and bright overall atmosphere.

Then, a video of the following actions is generated based on this character:

1. Gently tilting her head, she gradually lowered her hands. She kept making slight pain noises and her body swayed dramatically up and down.

2. Next, cross your arms over your abdomen, and let your body sway naturally while keeping your head still.

3. Then gently shake it three times.

4. Open your legs, face the camera directly, and finally reach out to cover the lens. The entire screen will go black, and the video will end. Duration: 10 seconds…