As soon as they returned to the manor on the outskirts of the royal capital, Becky threw herself onto the long sofa in the living room without a shred of grace. After wriggling around a couple of times, she began ordering the servants to prepare food and hot water. She looked as dispirited as Roll after smelling catnip. Hao Ren found her behavior strangely familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he acted just as hopelessly whenever he came home...
Becky wriggled around for quite a while. After nearly tempting Lily beside her into joining in, she suddenly sat up. "Hey, hey, what do you think? Is His Majesty the King really not going to pay attention to this matter?"
Lily's ears twitched. "Of course not. Landlord already came forward and said something. What use would the king be?"
Hao Ren liked Lily's habit of boasting without preparation and sounding completely matter-of-fact and self-righteous while doing so.
Of course, in a certain sense, her boast wasn't entirely unreasonable...
Vivian, however, answered Becky's question seriously. "That king will of course continue paying attention to the suddenly appearing 'ancient Magic Emperor.' Even if she's only a copy, with the 'outsiders' involved, his actions will stop at paying attention."
"Aha... That's why I hate getting involved in this sort of thing. Things that can be explained in two or three sentences have to be made so complicated." Becky waved her arms vigorously. "By the way, are you finished with what you came here to do?"
Hao Ren nodded.
He had never intended to stay in Horleta for so long. His purpose in coming here had been to make arrangements for the Homecoming Group, and his original plan had only required him to speak with Marshal Ofra. But the Dark Mountain Range