Unfortunately.
Lake's wish did not come true. After all, the manor was large enough, with enough rooms to accommodate everyone.
Besides, although all the women got along harmoniously, they still did not like this kind of coordinated cooperation. At the very least, they could not let themselves go with outsiders around.
What was more...
Karen had accepted Lake's lifestyle for one thing, but asking her to keep her eyes open and pretend to be invisible was absolutely impossible.
In fact.
Lake had spent the entire Christmas Eve alone.
After all, all the women were there, and they even seemed to have some private group chat. Clearly, they had reached a unanimous agreement: either they all went together, or none of them went.
The next day.
Lake lay on a beach chair, sipping his drink and staring listlessly ahead. Ignoring the December temperature, he watched his daughters laughing and playing on the beach before yawning.
Lake had originally hoped to play the debauched king last night, but in the end, he had failed to become one and instead became a lonely widower.
However, before Lake could figure out the problem, the day after Christmas arrived, and the women began saying their farewells to Karen one after another.
The first to leave were the three Angel Queens from Heaven.
While Lake and the others were celebrating Christmas, Heaven had received news from Xandar. Thor the Thunder God had suddenly appeared one day and then forcibly taken away one of their citizens.
When Xandar's guardians questioned the Aesir, they immediately backed down.
In a word.
The Xandarian woman who had been taken away was Thor's lover.
Clearly.
The woman who had previously been brought into an alternate dimension by the Aether had returned after absorbing the Aether. According to plan, Heimdall had promptly