Transition

The White Queen habitually raised her hands as if ready to strike someone at any moment. She lowered them for the first time, then began to adjust her skirt, followed by her hair.

After a long while, she took a light step forward, as if dancing, and asked, "How shall I address you, sir?"

Oh no, she's fallen in love.

Everyone in the club sighed and rubbed their foreheads.

"Basil Granger," Basil said. "The Li Lin they're talking about is me."

"Because I have lived two lives."

"Like Milana and the White Queen," the White Queen said. "I always miss the time when I was still Milana, carefree, when my relationship with Iracebeth and I wasn't as irreconcilable as it is now."

"A hint," Basil said, "You should realize that we know the past and future of your world."

"Your sister has indeed made many mistakes, many of which others consider unforgivable."

"But I know you still want to win them back."

The White Queen's breathing became visibly rapid, and the two mountains trembled as a result.

Basil chuckled. "In fact, all your sister needs is an apology from you."

"All you need to do is admit to her that you stole the fruit tart."

"The fact that she, as the eldest daughter, failed to obtain the right of inheritance is actually a manifestation of your conflict."

"Of course, the premise is that you have to deal with the Jabberwock and the Red Knight."

"Her Red Knight, as her companion, always advised her that it is better to be feared than respected."

"The existence of Jabberwock, also known as the Jabberwock,' makes her unwilling to listen to the opinions of others."

The White Queen frowned, her sister's affair slightly diminishing Basil captivating charm. "The Prophecy foretold that Alice would wield the Vorpal Sword and sever Jabberwock's head."

But she could no longer tolerate it.

She longed to be with her sister again, to hold her in her arms.

"Prophecy, fate, is merely the world's discipline of mortals," Basil said. "It is not indestructible if one is strong enough. Follow me."

The White Queen was still wondering when she found herself back in her castle.

In front of the throne in the Marble Palace.

The Vorpal Sword, which should have been sealed inside Banner's room, appeared in her hand.

The sword emitted a clear ring, as if to reunite with its master once more.

"You have hands that are skilled with a sword," Basil's voice came from behind her.

The burning hot body took a step forward, pressing against the back.

The White Queen couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

"Calm your mind and spirit." Basil's voice rang in her ears this time, accompanied by a warm breath that made her body tingle and involuntarily lean back.

A large palm covered her hand and wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

"Swing your sword."

Hearing the command from the man behind her, her hands, which had been pampered for many years, began to move again, driven by muscle memory that had been forgotten for years.

Towards the air ahead.

"This is~" The illusion of the sword cutting through the air, along with the blood on the sword, caused the White Queen's pupils to shrink.

In the dark mushroom forest.

The Cheshire Cat, with its crescent-shaped smile, emerged from the mist. "Something unexpected has happened."

The blue caterpillar named Absolom, smoking a cigarette, uttered in the same voice as Snape, "The Prophecy has been broken."

In the distant castle of Sarazangram, a large-headed, red-haired woman with her legs tucked up on her stomach, shrieked, "Jabberwock, my Jabberwock!"

If the Vorpal Sword is the embodiment of the White Queen's already abandoned competitiveness and arrogance.

Jabberwock is the embodiment of the mad rage within the Red Queen's big head.

She clearly sensed the death of Jabberwock, who had been immersed in a statue-like state amidst the ruins behind the Duel Arena.

"Your Majesty," the Red Knight quickly bypassed the kicked-away pig and knelt before the Red Queen, "Could it be that you're mistaken?"

He knew that Jabberwock was the root cause of the Red Queen's violent rule that was not overthrown.

The Red Queen's magic can build a magnificent castle, war fortifications, and soldiers from local materials even in barren land.

But these are things that the creatures of the Immortal Realm can resist and fight against.

Jabberwock can only be killed by the Vorpal Sword; otherwise, he is invincible.

Only the White Queen, who has given up killing, and Alice, as Prophecy, can wield this sword.

"Fool!" The Red Queen was truly furious, her pale face now as red as her hair. "I have no doubt about it, it must be Alice, she's back, along with my hypocritical, lying sister, who ambushed my little Jabberwock!"

"Fabious Day hasn't even arrived yet."

"Iroswich Dane, they bullied me." The Red Queen instantly became aggrieved, and her voice changed from its previous harsh tone to that of a seven or eight-year-old girl.

But the next second, the voice changed back.

"Dane, find that girl!"

The Red Knight hadn't even had a chance to say yes.

Then the Red Queen changed her tune.

"No, release the Grumble Birds, gather all the soldiers, and go to my sister's place. The war has begun!"

"Your Majesty—" the Red Knight hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

"I say, the war has begun!" the Red Queen declared.

The Red Knight shrank his neck.

I don't think so.

A voice that surprised everyone present suddenly rang out.

"Milana." The Red Queen's already disproportionately large head seemed even larger. "How dare you—"

Her gaze faltered when it fell upon the young man beside the White Queen. "Why is it that all the beautiful things belong to you?"

"Milana, if you're willing, I can exchange you for Dane, and I will also forgive your sins and let you go back."

"Your Majesty," the Red Knight said, suppressing his joy and feigning grievance.

"No, Rhys (a nickname for the Red Queen)," the White Queen immediately refused, ignoring the soldiers surrounding her and the Grumble Birds circling above her head. "It is you who have been captured."

After Jabberwock, the strongest warrior on the Red Queen's side, was beheaded, the remaining minions were no match for the White Queen, who had picked up her sword again.

The Red Queen was captured.

Her rule was overthrown.

At Basil's suggestion, the Mad Hatter's family, who had been shrunk to the size of ants and kept in a sandbox, were released and restored to their original state.

Meanwhile, the tea party, which was frozen in time and would never end before Alice's arrival, was canceled by Basil.

The Mad Hatter family is now officially reunited.

Alice may come again in the future, but she will no longer have the burden of saving the world on her shoulders.

Alice, the capitalist who extended British trade routes to ancient Eastern countries, may never be reborn.

While Basil harbored his resentment, he planted the seeds of hope and change in that land.

"Is it over?" he asked the White Queen as she walked out of the room, leaning against the door.

The White Queen's eyes reddened. "Yes. I never knew my apology meant so much to Rhys. Far more than power."

"Let's go together." Basil extended his hand.

The White Queen smiled brightly and extended her hand as well.

Spacetime transformation.

The White Queen looked around; she was back in that mysterious room.

The pretty girls were still staring at her.

Basil was no longer by his side; he was still on the opposite side.

It was as if she had never left, and everything that had happened before was an illusion.

But the lingering warmth on her fingers, and the scent of Rhys that clung to Rhys from their embrace, proved that it wasn't all a lie.

"That should allow you to start your club time without any pressure," Basil said.

"Yes." The White Queen nodded.

Next, Basil gave a brief introduction to the functions of the club.

They also presented them with a gift upon joining the group.

The system that Basil obtained by integrating everything she and the world she lived in.

The magic of the Immortal Realm, or rather, an underground kingdom.

The intangible is better than the tangible.

The creatures here have largely overcome the need to eat and have long lifespans; they are difficult to kill unless beheaded.

Powerful individuals like the White Queen and the Red Queen often channel their power into weapons or monsters.

The embodiment of time, the cornerstone of the underground kingdom, all rely on the [Myriad Worlds Clock] and the [Space-Time Teleportation Orb].

Even the rule of the entire kingdom is actually based on a crown.

This may seem reckless, but it is actually a way of controlling tangible forces with the intangible.

The White Queen did this most thoroughly.

Abandon violence and refrain from killing.

Thus, they gained the power to be unharmed by anything.

Tangible swords and armor were exchanged for intangible protection.

The treasure that Basil bestowed upon him was the blessing called "wisdom," which he had forged from the crucible of his own knowledge using everything in this world.

It can analyze all things, but does not extract power from them; it only gains wisdom that transcends them.

This might seem extreme or unbalanced to people in other parts of the world.

But for the White Queen, this was just right.

The stronger the intangible, the more comprehensively she can control the tangible.

"Sister, you seem to have gotten even stronger. But clearly..." Xiaoyu was a little confused.

It is White Queen's vitality, magic, physique, Soul Power, and all other external and internal values have not changed.

But she just felt that the White Queen had become stronger.

"It's a concept," Madison said.

She noticed it. "The concept she was in charge of has been expanded and refined."

"What a strange system. It's like a driver who is isolated by his own rules and has no Soul of the Car Power in his body."

"[Number of linked worlds: 10]," Sophie, who believed that as the vice-captain she should lean towards a macro narrative, interjected, "Prince, didn't you say that you would upgrade the club once the new members arrived?"

"I remember I said we needed to recycle the [Plot Components ] before the new recruits arrived; there was a plan that required them," Basil said. "That 'it' referred to the [Plot Components ]."

"How could it possibly be a new feature for a level 6 guild?"

The upgrade requirement from level 1 to level 2 is a total of 5 official members.

Level 2 to Level 3 is defined as: [Number of official group members: 8; Number of linked worlds: 5].

Levels 3 through 4 are defined as follows: [Number of official group members: 9; Number of linked worlds: 7].

The upgrade requirements for level 5 to 6 are now [18 official members; 12 linked worlds].

This kind of challenging jump is unusual.

Therefore, the new features for level 6 guilds were not announced in advance as before; they remained a secret.

Basil had no idea how Sophie had connected them.

"You memorized the wrong answers," Beatrix said, narrowing her eyes.

"No, I didn't ask this time," Sophie retorted.

"That's why," Madison shrugged. "This time, the country girl chose to think with her barren brain, filled with fairy tales and lace dresses, so her thinking is laughable."

"Don't bully Sophie." Basil coughed, implying that since there was a newcomer, they should give Sophie, the vice-captain, some face.

At the same time, he chose to continue talking about what Sophie had said.

"There is actually only one spot left out of the remaining two spots."

He opened the panel, clicked on [Club Store], and scrolled down to an item.

[Lasso of Truth: Forged by Hephaestus, the god of fire, from the golden belt of Gaia, the goddess of Dadi, it is unbreakable; those bound by it can only speak the truth]

"Wonder Woman?" Madison exclaimed. "Was she originally supposed to be the newcomer, or did you secretly connect to the DC World, Sweetheart?"

"The former," Basil said. "I actually have no problem with her."

"However, the DC World is already within my observation range."

"And, the actress who plays her."

Basil was unwilling to discuss it further.

Madison, who had experience in Hollywood, immediately recognized her. "I know her, Gale Gadot."

"Our country's media has been taken over by the forces she supports."

"It's disgusting."

"Her rise to power wasn't exactly clean in Hollywood either."

"However, I don't think you, Basil, are the kind of person who would take your anger out on others."

"She should be a member of [Dream Kingdom] by now."

"No, not yet." Basil raised an eyebrow. "The third reason is her age."

"She's still a little girl."

"I don't want to have another kid like Xiaoyu in the club for the time being."

DC World, Amazon Isle.

Basil appeared Silencio at the summit of the mountain and looked at the little girl who was secretly training with her aunt.

"You've always doubted yourself, Diana."

"I don't."

"You have."

No, I didn't.

You are stronger than you think; you have unlimited potential, it just hasn't been tapped yet. But if you don't work harder...

"Diana!" The arrival of the Amazon Queen on horseback interrupted the lesson.

She ordered her men to take Diana away, and then engaged in a fierce argument with her sister who remained behind.

Will Ares reappear?

But Hippolyta, as queen and mother, refused to accept the fact that Ares was still alive.

Because the Prophecy weapon that would kill the gods was Diana, her daughter with Zeus.

She only hopes that her daughter can live a normal life.

In the end, she was persuaded.

However, the requirement was that Diana receive five or even ten times the rigorous training, provided that her identity was never revealed.

However, what they didn't know was that all of this was exposed to Diana.

"What is my true identity?" Diana blinked her bright, sparkling eyes as she looked at this person who had suddenly appeared and was unlike anyone else on the island.

"Zeus's daughter. A demigod. A god-slaying weapon," Basil said. "And, a reserve for the [Dream Kingdom]."

"[The Dream Kingdom]?" Diana's attention was drawn to this one unfamiliar term.

"Beyond reality, connecting to the true dimensions of the Multiverse." Basil crouched down and looked directly into her eyes. "Diana, you deserve it."