Starting with the defeated female knight

"Although it may not seem impressive in front of you, and it may sound arrogant, there are not many things in the entire empire that can threaten us."

"Plus the support of the family, the lure of profit, and the benefits these things can bring..."

"I think we should be able to succeed."

The young nobles smiled, and then even cracked a joke.

"Moreover, this can also be considered a challenge for us."

“We also have dignity, and we also want to prove that human civilization is no less than that of the ancient gods… Alright, alright, put down the tentacles and let’s talk this out. We know you are not a god.”

After a pause, he continued.

"If all else fails, even if we are exiled by our families because of failure, we can just come here to you."

"That way, we can keep fighting in the tentacle dungeon."

The tentacles did not respond, but simply flowed silently in place, while the dark green eyes gently rotated, sweeping across each smiling face.

They were happy; they really wanted to make changes; they really wanted to get rid of the stench and make things better.

only......

"Too late."

Inside the Stuart family mansion, Elise held the tentacle in her arms, gazing at the scenery outside the window.

Magnificent, dilapidated, wealthy, poor, noble, lowly.

The world of diversity is presented in the most intuitive way; completely opposite things can be closely adjacent, and the differences are so obvious.

But what they all had in common was that their eyes were filled with gloom.

Did Elise never think about changing things? Of course she did.

Especially since she had actually been in charge of the management of Dawn City, coupled with Green's trust, she could replicate the 'Dawn Mode' at any time if she wanted to.

But she didn't move.

But she didn't dare to move at all.

Because she was truly in charge of the entire Stuart family business, and because of the business, she had been in contact with almost every aspect of the Empire.

She really hates tentacles.

Because if it weren't for the tentacles, that city wouldn't exist; if it weren't for the tentacles, she wouldn't be able to manage that city; if it weren't for the tentacles, she would think everything was normal, and she wouldn't be suffering like this now.

Perhaps a few decades earlier, she and those people could have actually done something.

But now, the rot has seeped into its very bones, and even if they had started to change from birth, it would have been too late.

But could things have changed if it had happened a few decades earlier?

"It can't be changed."

In a corner of the capital, a thin girl, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, squatted down and gently fiddled with the tentacles disguised as mushrooms in front of her.

His tone was so light it sounded like he might drift away at any moment.

"Since the death of the Mother Goddess, almost everyone has been busy cleaning up the mess she left behind."

"Too many people died, too many people went mad, too many arguments, and too many conflicts made a mess of everything."

"The old man in the hospital bed is busy putting out fires everywhere, the old man in the church is desperately trying to change the faith and eliminate information, and the old woman in the association has a lot of troubles to deal with."

"Can you imagine what it would be like for a thriving empire, where everything was getting better and better, and it was even one step away from becoming eternal and perfect, to collapse overnight?"

"For the first hundred years, they were in a state of extreme busyness, but they didn't know what they were busy with."

"It seems like we've been working hard and desperately trying, but when we look back, it seems like we're just dragging a long-dead corpse around on the ground, pretending it's still alive."

"In the next hundred years, although the situation will be temporarily stabilized, no matter how stable it is, it will not change the fact that it is a corpse, and it will even start to stink."

"The seeds of all this trouble were sown two hundred years ago, but because of the cover-up of the blue blood, it still looks plausible."

"So after the blue blood faded, the dead and rotting corpses began to float to the surface, revealing their original, true appearance."

"Not to mention, the previous events had already consumed most of their lives and energy. Long before the elves arrived, they had already begun to age and were no longer able to keep up."

"He was so busy putting out the fire that he left his son locked up in the dungeon."

"The faith was turned upside down, and then people began to misinterpret miracles."

"After dealing with a bunch of frustrating things, I realized that the biggest problem was still unresolved."

"Perhaps everyone you come into contact with will complain about how the empire has declined to this state."

"But in reality, it was just a misconception created by a group of pathetic creatures trying to struggle."

"Since that blue heart shattered, the empire has been a corpse in reality."

"On the contrary, through the struggles of those poor worms, although their bodies were decaying more and more, they slowly began to have a heartbeat."

"It sounds like a miracle being told in the church, doesn't it?"

After a moment of silence, the mushroom raised its head.

【Who are you? 】

“Aurora Sinosava, 16 years old, is the president of the Magicians' Association.”

She blinked and gave a lovely smile.

"She's also your favorite little genius girl."

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P.S.: Here's one more picture; more to come later.

Book 1: Chapter 88: Aurora

Aurora Sinosawa.

A legendary genius magician, currently the president of the Magicians' Association.

He wasn't a fake or an old man pretending to be young; he was a genuine sixteen-year-old. In fact, for some reason, he looked much younger than his actual age, and he was thin and sickly, giving off a strange sense of a human skeleton soldier.

And that's not all.

The moment they met, Green noticed why Uri said that the 'President' was a problem in every way, and even that her very existence was a problem.

What's in your belly?

"The ultra-concentrated fission magic core, once out of control, can blow up the entire capital city and even the surrounding area into the sky."

What is the trigger condition?

"I don't know, but if I die, it will probably explode."

You don't look well.

“The bishops all said I wouldn’t live past twenty.”

How did you become the president?

“I went in and told them I wanted to be the president, and that if I failed, I might die of grief, and then they agreed.”

How dare they let you out?

"No, I snuck out on my own."

As she spoke, she listened intently, then nodded, revealing a genuine, bright smile.

"Hmm, Level 1 alert. Looks like they've discovered I escaped."

"They sound like they're in a real hurry."

Without a doubt, based on his experience dealing with ancient gods many times, Green was certain that the girl in front of him was just an ordinary pure-blooded human.

But whether she can be considered a person at all is hard to say.

Even in the grand stage of the capital city, this seemingly ordinary but actually bizarrely eccentric humanoid nuclear bomb, who could potentially explode at any moment just by tripping and falling while walking, is considered a heavyweight.

[BYD I knew the magician would be the one holding the biggest grudge]

The tentacle makes a comment and then continues to swing.

So, is there something you need from me?

"No."

She blinked.

"I just suddenly wanted to go for a walk by myself, and then I remembered you were here, so I wanted to come and see for myself what Uli was talking about, the 'little girl fetish tentacles'."

As she spoke, she grasped the tentacles disguised as mushrooms on the ground and gently rubbed the edges with her thumb.

"Indeed, it's very strange."

moment.

After spinning the top, the mushroom on the ground turned its attention back to Dawn City and swatted away the mischievous little hand in disgust.

Have you finished watching? If you're done, then you can leave.

I'm waiting for someone here. Don't let me attract the people looking for you; I don't want to be discovered.

Green is waiting for John.

"He can't come."

Aurora suddenly spoke, taking out a small bag and placing it in front of the tentacle.

"This is what you ordered; I brought it over for him."

silence.

What happened to him? Was he killed?

“It’s worse than that.”

Aurora shook her head.

"He forgot about it."

That's a very strange answer.

After all, from any perspective, forgetting something is better than losing someone. Besides, at this point, the help John can provide isn't that important to Green anymore, so forgetting it won't make any difference.

But the tentacles fell silent in response to Aurora's strange remarks.

[It's finally started!]

John could not forget their promise.

Although he wasn't very quick-witted, the incident at the chapel showed that John was an extremely principled and meticulous person.

Especially when it comes to those pitiful wretches among the nobility, he remembers the needs of everyone in the chapel so clearly, how could he forget that there are tentacles waiting for him?

Unless, of course, he has no choice but to forget.

"So you already knew? Then it seems I don't need to explain further."

As she spoke, her fair and delicate claws tried to tease the mushroom again, only to be swatted away once more.

But she wasn't annoyed and still smiled as she spoke.

"Yes, what a bright future the Blue Blood will have! No one will die, and everyone will stay in the most beautiful moment forever, in an eternal and perfect kingdom."

"But why rebel? Why would anyone betray us? Why did the king, the pope, and the magician all participate in that sin, smashing the perfect kingdom they had built to pieces?"

"Because eternity also means 'unchanging'."

Not only will their youth be eternal, but their spirit and soul will also remain forever on the day they received this 'gift'.

They are still alive, still able to move, and even able to learn and change.