The One Behind the Scenes

When the pumpkin carriage stopped, Luther looked out the window and found himself in the mountains outside Backlund. He followed the Queen out of the carriage, and the Demoness's corpse was carried down by invisible Servants.

The Servants busied themselves around the corpse, beginning preparations for the "Spirit Channeling."

"Queen Majesty, please don't forget, she might be silenced by some force."

Luther reminded him.

At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, intense pain brought madness, and the dead Lamb, in turn, affected the Potion. M's illusory figure stood behind him, supporting his head with his hand, maintaining his mental balance.

"I know."

The Queen glanced at him and said.

As she chanted softly, the environment around them gradually changed. The mountains disappeared, seawater surged in from all directions, the land beneath their feet rose up, and vibrant flowers grew freely.

A moist sea breeze carrying the scent of flowers wafted into Luther realized that they were on an island. Outside the island, the air was thick with mist, and nothing could be seen.

Peace of mind, tranquility, remoteness, warmth.

"This is Ideal Land at the World's End, Island of the Otherworld isolated from everything."

The Queen explained succinctly, "Here, it's difficult for outside influence to reach us."

Her abilities remain as fantastical as ever, but where does this myth or fairy tale come from?

"Come out here."

The Queen wasted no time; she swiftly used her Spirit Channeling to forcibly extract Panatiya's soul from the corpse. Under the powerful Spirituality suppression, Panatiya trembled and dared not disobey.

Tell me, why did you create this Catastrophe?

A glint flashed in the Queen's eyes.

"To digest my Potion, and also for the 'Primordial' to awaken further."

Under that light, Panatiya honestly replied, "But that was just a side effect."

What is the main purpose?

The Queen pressed for more information.

A clear look of resistance crossed Panatiya's face, but she only held on for a few seconds before speaking again:

"To advance the progress of the times Great Smog event will drastically change the political landscape of Loen, and a new Order will be established."

Upon hearing Panatiya's reply, Luther was taken aback, then felt a surge of anger that he could hardly contain.

Drive the times forward and establish a new Order?

What utter rubbish logic!

What are the people in the East Borough? Are they just trash that can be dumped at will?

"Who's behind you? Who told you to do this?"

The Queen pressed for more information.

I can't say.

Panatiya's resistance grew stronger.

The Queen stared at her coldly, and after a moment, Panatiya's spirit flickered like a gas lamp with a malfunctioning exhaust, accompanied by her shrill screams.

"It's the King, it's George III!"

She finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted out the answer.

The air fell silent for a moment.

"Are you kidding me?"

The Queen was shocked by the answer, and after a moment, she pressed him with a serious expression.

It's true!

The Demoness had completely given up resisting; her ethereal spirit trembled violently. "It was the Royal Family that contacted our sect, which led to all of this!"

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Luther Consciousness took a step back.

King George III of Loen, the theoretical protector of the entire nation, was actually the mastermind behind this Catastrophe?

A profound sense of absurdity overwhelmed Luther's mind, and for a moment, he even felt an urge to laugh.

He certainly understood that this country was built on the exploitation of the lower class by the upper class, but even so, this behavior of directly disregarding the lives of ordinary people was simply crossing the line without end!

This can no longer be judged by human morality!

Luther recalled his life in the East Borough, where even the most destitute vagrant could proudly stand tall when the industrial wonders of Loen were mentioned. In the taverns, the drunken men would occasionally raise their glasses to wish the king good health.

Unfortunately, their king betrayed them, causing them to die on a cold New Year's Eve.

Demoness used them to digest Potion, Royal Family used them to change the political landscape; they were the dust abandoned by the times, silently disappearing into the ashes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Luther could hear the blood vessels in his temples throbbing wildly. After the absurdity subsided, extreme anger began to rise, licking and burning his heart.

That damn bastard.

For such a reason, they killed my Lamb, and so many people in the East Borough.

What does he value human life?!

What right does he have to consider himself a king?

Why did George III do these things? What was his purpose in pushing the times forward by any means necessary?

The Queen, her eyes also blazing with suppressed anger, continued to press for answers.

In the next instant, many things happened.

First, this secluded island was opened up from the outside.

A woman draped in a classical robe appeared outside the torn space, with the mountains on the outskirts of Backlund behind her. The woman was beautiful, with pure black hair and eyes, but she appeared extremely dull.

"For."

At the same time, before Panatiya could finish speaking, her Spirit Body instantly collapsed due to the sudden connection with the outside world.

Luther and the Queen had no time to pay her any attention; instead, they both looked at the woman in black robes. Just as Panatiya had been frightened by the Queen before, the Queen herself appeared equally terrified in the face of this woman!

The woman watched everything unfolding inside indifferently. Seemingly Consciousness that her actions had forcibly interrupted the Spirit Channeling communication, her expression suddenly brightened, and she winked at Luther as if to express her apology.

"!?"

Luther had no idea how to react, but fortunately, the other party didn't need him to respond. Under their gazes, He took a step back, His body gradually erased, hidden, until it disappeared completely.

A few minutes ago.

Klein was relentlessly pursued by "Trissy Cheek," and he used every means at his disposal, going to great lengths to escape.

The Paper Figurine Substitute have all been used up, and their Spirituality is almost completely depleted. With Mr. Azik still not appearing, I'm really in danger!

Klein could only continue running away, trying to buy time.

Behind him, the stunningly beautiful girl in the black dress walked gracefully, seemingly slow but actually fast, keeping up with him. The ice spikes and Curse she threw from time to time kept Klein struggling on the verge of death.

But just then, a beautiful woman in a black robe appeared before them, her expression blank.

The woman in the black robe looked at Trissy.

"Snap!"

Trissy's sapphire ring shattered instantly, and she lost Consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

What the hell?

Klein was still in shock when he saw the woman in black robes smile at him and then disappear.