Female Knight Simulator, I am full of righteousness!

Charles's expression grew increasingly grim.

He prepared to draw the knight's sword from his waist several times, but the look from behind made him dare not make a move.

Not long ago, he was the leader of this unit, but that may not be the case now.

If he misjudges the situation, not only will he die, but the soldiers who followed him through mountains of corpses and seas of blood will also meet a bad end.

Amidst mutual suspicion, no one spoke for a moment.

Time passed slowly like this.

After much deliberation, Loria finally opened the emulator.

Along the way, she plundered quite a few good things from the people she killed.

It contains valuable magical items, a wide variety of healing medicines, and other material possessions such as money and jewelry.

If she scrapes together enough, she can still gather several hundred thousand Ode coins, enough for her to conduct six consecutive simulations.

Because she was positioned at the edge of the crowd, and everyone's attention was focused on the prophet and the crimson island in the sky, no one noticed that she had lost focus.

Because the simulation involved gods and the Void, Loria didn't have high expectations for the simulation results.

But if even one useful piece of information can be obtained from these six simulations, it's a win.

"start."

[Day 1: To reclaim the capital, you fought alongside Charles all the way, finally arriving at the Vistri Cathedral in the capital. It was once deserted, but under the bright sunlight, everyone's faces showed exhaustion, yet they all radiated genuine joy. Victory! You have successfully reclaimed the capital; a new era has begun.]

"Ok?"

Loria was stunned as she stared at the text that appeared on the simulator.

Is the place completely deserted?

Has a brand new era arrived?

There was a living, breathing person standing in front of her.

Previously, the simulator could only fail to simulate the impact of the gods on the world, but now it can't even simulate people.

[Day 2: The enthusiastic celebration didn't go to your head. You know now is not the time to relax. The president's troubles still await your resolution. You prepare to venture out and search for a way to drive away the demon.]

[Day 3: You, the guild master, and Vita bid farewell to Ciel and embarked on your journey back to the town.]

[Day 4: In your excitement, you and the president consummated your relationship that evening.]

[Day 5: In your excitement, you and the president consummated your relationship that evening.]

Day 6: Excited...

"?"

[Day 7: You successfully returned to town and celebrated your victory with Miss Fat Sheep and the others. During the celebration, you shared your future plans.]

[Day 8:……]

Starting from day 8, the simulation content consists entirely of trivial matters, with perhaps a few suggestive elements interspersed throughout.

Loria wasn't in the mood for bitterness right now.

Looking at this peaceful daily routine, she always felt that something was wrong.

There's nothing wrong with getting obsessed with stickers with the president.

It's not unreasonable that she was arrested by Miss Fat Sheep halfway through posting with the president.

It's perfectly reasonable that Vita arrested him halfway through the process of posting the message with the president and Miss Fat Sheep.

and……

"Hey, where's Doris?"

Loria read through the entire simulation again and discovered that Doris was not mentioned even once.

This is clearly unreasonable.

Given her character, while she might not be tempted by Doris's body, she would never leave the capital without Doris, her cash cow.

Could it be that something happened to Doris?

That's not right.

If something really happened to Doris, how could she possibly remain indifferent?

Therefore, there is only one truth—

Doris doesn't exist in this simulation at all!

"Ha, it seemed to be working fine in the previous simulations, didn't it?"

Loria waited for this simulation to end before immediately starting the second one.

She had prepared in advance this time, but in the simulation she still "ignored" Doris's presence and excitedly ran to get close to the president.

There's a problem.

Loria turned off the simulator, her gaze lingering on Doris and the Prophet.

She could understand why the simulator couldn't replicate the Prophet, since the Prophet was already bound to the Weaver, and perhaps the Prophet's internal structure, apart from his physical body, was completely in the shape of the Weaver.

But Doris's situation left her completely baffled.

She knew Doris was unusual, possessing the Hollow Stone that the Hidden Lords desired, but nothing like this had ever happened before.

"Doris."

Loria called softly.

Doris, who was standing not far in front of her, trembled violently, then slowly turned around.

"Ok?"

Loria immediately noticed the anomaly.

Doris, who was always full of energy, suddenly became extremely tired. When she turned around, she was still rubbing her right eye socket with one hand.

I want to sleep.

Doris staggered forward a few steps and grabbed Loria's leg.

"what happened to you?"

"Loria asked anxiously."

These words stirred up waves on the turbulent surface of the lake.

"I don't know, I'm just so sleepy, so sleepy."

Doris hugged him even tighter.

Her unusual behavior even caught the attention of the prophet.

Loria's expression changed several times. She couldn't let the prophet discover Doris's secret, so she quickly pulled Doris behind her, then raised her head and looked at the prophet without fear.

"Actually, I've always had a question."

This statement successfully diverted everyone's attention.

"What's the problem?" the prophet asked with a smile.

Loria asked, "You only learned that this world was born from the goddess's dream after you met the Weaver, right?"

"Yes."

"In other words, the concept that this world was born in the goddess's dream was told to you by the Weaver."

"Are you saying I was scammed by the knitter?"

Loria nodded: "Of course, we can't rule out that possibility. You might say you don't feel like you're being controlled, but the Weaver is a god, and it would be very easy for a god to deceive your feelings."

"..."

Charles and the others exchanged bewildered glances.

Loria quickly waved her hand: "I didn't mean to question you. Actually, I also think that what you said is quite likely. I'm just thinking about the Weaver's motives. As a god who is high above, why would He tell you these things? If we don't figure this out, I think it will be difficult for everyone to let your actions go unchecked."

"Yes."

Charles realized this was an opportunity and immediately echoed Loria's sentiments.

Loria said, "Many other gods have appeared in this world, and most of them were not benevolent. What kind of god is the Weaver? He says he will help us get rid of the goddess, but what will he do after getting rid of the goddess? Will he leave directly, rule this world, or destroy this world?"

The prophet's smile vanished: "Do you know how I made those speculators obey me and risk their lives to stop you?"

Loria shook her head.

First, I told them: "I gave them a choice: either go against me and wait for the world to be swallowed by the Ruins and die a violent death, or take a gamble and believe in me. Although they are dead now, there is a certain chance that they can be resurrected after the world is freed from the control of the goddess."

"They chose the latter?"

"Most people chose the latter."

"Now you want us to make a choice too?"

"Yes, which path do you choose?"

Charles couldn't help but shout, "If you hadn't obeyed the Weaver's orders to break the seal, we wouldn't have had to make this choice at all. You've ruined everyone's lives!"

First, you ask: "Don't you want to see the truth of the world? Aren't you afraid that you might inexplicably turn to ashes at some point because the goddess awakens?"

Someone mumbled something.

The goddess might not wake up right away. I'll just live my own good life. I don't care about the deluge after I die.

Now look what's happened, the situation is completely messed up.

The prophet suddenly sighed and turned to walk to the fountain.

"I'm curious to know, and I'm also worried. Humanity's limits shouldn't stop here; there's a much wider world waiting for us to explore."

Three gems shimmering with a deep blue light appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Loria, with her sharp eyes, immediately recognized it as the Stone of Enka.

"you……"

She had barely opened her mouth when she saw the gem slip from the prophet's palm and fall into the fountain.