Chapter 81

Lan Ze suddenly had an idea.

But that's probably unlikely. After all, Kishinami Hakuno is a beast. If someone could actually summon a beast, that would be too terrifying, wouldn't it?

After this topic was over, Morgan le Fay relaxed and casually asked:

"By the way, did you use the Magic Potion I gave you?"

I didn't use it, but Mother of All used it all up... Lan Ze shook his head and said, "That Magic Potion is too dangerous, so I've hidden it away for now."

Morgan le Fay nodded slightly. "You are my subordinate. If you ever need Magic Potion in the future, I will fulfill your request within my capabilities."

"Then thank you in advance, Princess Morgan!" Lan Ze said respectfully.

Morgan le Fay stretched out his languid posture, Lan Ze couldn't help but glance at the woman's sexy figure a few more times.

Morgan le Fay seemed to sense something, and immediately glanced at Lan Ze, saying indifferently, "You don't usually have to be so respectful to me. I'm very perceptive of how others perceive me."

"You should have said so earlier..." Lan Ze thought to himself, then chuckled, "I'll try to communicate with Princess Morgan more calmly next time."

After chatting with Morgan le Fay for a few more minutes, Lan Ze made up an excuse and left.

Today is the first day of the wedding; if the Queen disappears for too long, it could cause quite a commotion.

Shortly after leaving the palace, Lan Ze saw Agravain fighting Mordred in the garden.

At this moment, the two were engaged in a fierce battle, which should have been a fair fight between knights. However... Mordred disregarded chivalry and suddenly threw a dagger, catching Agravain off guard.

"Mordred!" Agravain caught the dagger Mordred threw at him, but his already gloomy face became even more somber.

He lunged forward to grab him, but Mordred, alert, quickly jumped back, yelling, "Hahaha, you idiot, Agravain the idiot!"

He ran in the opposite direction from Agravain while laughing.

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback, then a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

He had been wondering why the Rebellious Knight was so well-behaved and adorable; it turned out he had completely different personalities in front of his parents and outsiders...

"Idiot, idiot, come and catch me!" Mordred made a face at Agravain again, then ran back with her sword on her shoulder. But as soon as she turned around, she saw Lan Ze walking out of the corridor.

"Father King?!"

Mordred slammed on the brakes, her playful demeanor instantly transforming into a sweet and obedient one. She asked in a clear voice, "Have you finished talking with your mother?"

Lan Ze glanced at Agravain, who was walking towards him with a gloomy face, suppressed a laugh, and said, "Xiao Mo, have you been training hard?"

"Yes, Brother Agravain was just praising his quick thinking!" Mordred, hands on his hips.

Agravain brother...?

Agravain's lips twitched, and he looked up at Lan Ze, about to speak.

At that moment, Mordred suddenly shifted back and reached out a small hand to gently tug at Agravain's sleeve from behind.

Agravain turned his head slightly and saw a glimmer of hope in Mordred's eyes.

This Queen holds a very high place in Mordred's heart... Agravain came to this conclusion almost simultaneously.

He pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "Hmm... Mordred has extremely high talent. If he is carefully guided, he will surely become an outstanding knight in the future."

"I see." Lan Ze nodded slightly, patted Mordred's head, and said, "Agravain is an excellent knight. You should train hard by his side."

"Yes, Father King!" Mordred stood obediently, looking up at Lan Ze with a pure and shy smile, which made Agravain silently cover his face, unable to bear to look at her.

Is this still the rebellious little girl I know...? The Iron Knight couldn't help but wonder.

As Lan Ze exited the game, took off his virtual reality glasses, and stepped out of the room, he immediately smelled the aroma of food wafting from the restaurant.

He strode into the restaurant and saw Tiamat, Ereshkigal, and Sajyou Manaka already sitting in front of it.

The atmosphere was slightly serious.

"This food smells so good today, did you make it, Aika?" Lan Ze asked.

Normally, Sajyou Manaka would have been smugly standing with her hands on her hips, but today she only gave a faint "hmm" and remained silent.

Lan Ze gave Aika a strange look and asked curiously, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Um."

Sajyou Manaka nodded again, gently put down her chopsticks, raised her head, and said in an extremely serious voice, "Lan Ze- kun, there's something I have to tell you."

The atmosphere was a bit like they were looking for trouble... Lan Ze found a chair, sat down, and nodded. "Go on."

"I've confirmed it. Britain, where you are now, is a very dangerous place," Sajyou Manaka said solemnly.

"Aaaa!" Tiamat nodded in agreement, her expression very serious.

"Hmm...it is indeed very dangerous. I heard from Mother that the woman named Kishinami Hakuno is a beast, right?" Ereshkigal nodded and said, "I wonder what her purpose is. Besides, this time you are far away in Britain, and neither Mother nor Aika can help you."

The three of them somehow reached some kind of agreement while Lan Ze was away, and now they are jointly making "suggestions" to Lan Ze.

However--

After a moment of surprise, Lan Ze suddenly asked, "How did you know that Kishinami Hakuno was in Britain?"

The restaurant fell silent for a moment.

Tiamat and Sajyou Manaka both looked silently at Ereshkigal, their gazes unwavering.

The Goddess of the Underworld, represented by a small colander, blinked. After a moment of stunned silence, she realized she had let something slip and immediately covered her mouth, blinking her eyes as she pretended to be clueless.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a little awkward, Sajyou Manaka coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... that's not the point right now, listen to me first."

"No, I think what just happened is very important! Didn't I turn off the live stream permission? How come you could still see what I was doing in the game?!" Lan Ze stared at Sajyou Manaka in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Although he already knew that the Princess of the Root was an extraordinary being, he never expected her to be this outrageous.

Even after turning off the live streaming permissions, how did she still manage to do it?

Is this guy a god?!

"Live streaming isn't important!"

Sajyou Manaka gently tapped the table and said seriously, "There must be something in that country that even attracted that beast. For your safety, I suggest you don't return to Britain for the time being."

"This is also Tiamat's and the Goddess of the Underworld's idea," Sajyou Manaka added.

Lan Ze immediately shook his head. "No."

"Since you can see the live stream, you should also know Mordred's identity, right?"

Sajyou Manaka's lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she remained silent.

"Mother, that's your child too," Lan Ze said, looking at Tiamat.

"If there is really any danger in Britain, can you bear to leave your child there Britain?"

Tiamat lay on the dining table, her ample bosom resting on it. She frowned in thought for a moment, then nodded gently. "Aaa... we must protect that child."

"And Ereshkigal, you are the Goddess of the Underworld, but I know you are a very kind goddess. If Kishinami Hakuno really intends to do something bad, and it ends up causing Britain to Britain, can you bear it?" Lan Ze asked again.

Ereshkigal's mouth opened slightly, but she ultimately fell silent.

Sajyou Manaka stared at the two of them speechlessly.

They were on the same side not long ago, but now they've been brainwashed by Lan Ze with just a few words...

Just then, she suddenly noticed a gaze fixed on her from the opposite side.

Sajyou Manaka looked up and saw that Lan Ze was staring straight at her.

Although he didn't speak, his eyes seemed to say: You know what I mean, right?

Sajyou Manaka ignored Lan Ze's gaze and silently ate her meal.

Lan Ze was very patient, just staring at Sajyou Manaka.

After a long silence, the Princess of the Root finally sighed, "Alright, if there's any danger, quit the game immediately, understand?"

Lan Ze smiled with relief and nodded, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Late at night.

Ishtar lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She was dressed very sexily, her snow-white skin still dazzling even in the dim light, and her beautiful red eyes quietly peered into the darkness.

"Hmm... I guess this won't work. Lying here alone is too boring."

"Even if he's Divine Messenger, he should be resting by now, right?" she muttered to herself, sitting on the edge of the bed with her long, fair legs crossed, and sighing listlessly.

In Uruk, Ereshkigal could only use Ishtar's body to wander around when Ishtar was resting.

But now it's the opposite; Ishtar can only get some fresh air by using Ereshkigal's body when Ereshkigal is sleeping.

However, at this time, most people are already resting.

Even if she comes out for some fresh air, she doesn't know what she could do to pass the time.

"Hmm... I knew it wouldn't work. Wouldn't it make me look stupid to just sit here daydreaming during such precious time?"

Thinking of this, Ishtar gently jumped off the bed, her delicate white feet stepping on the floor, walked to the window, opened it, snapped her fingers, stepped onto the floating Heavenly Ark, and flew out of the room.

Before long, she arrived at the room where Lan Ze was.

The window wasn't locked, Ishtar easily jumped into the room.

She glanced at Lan Ze, who was lying on the bed seemingly resting, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

The Divine Messenger is indeed resting...

She gazed at Lan Ze's sleeping face and a mischievous thought came to her mind, so she tiptoed toward Lan Ze's bedside.

"He doesn't even close the window properly when he sleeps. He needs to be taught a lesson so he can learn from it in the future."

Ishtar gave a mischievous smile and quietly walked to the bedside, about to approach Lan Ze.

Just then, a corner of the blanket was suddenly lifted, and a head peeked out from under the covers, its small eyes peering intently at Ishtar.

"Who?!"

Ishtar was startled and quickly jumped back, her eyes filled with fear.

Despite being a goddess, Ishtar was terrified and even shrank into a corner.

Only when she clearly saw the woman huddled under the covers did she cover her mouth and exclaim in surprise, "Mother?!"

Tiamat's horns swayed gently, most of her face hidden under the covers, her starry eyes gazing intently at Ishtar. She tilted her head and said, "Aaa (What are you doing here?)"

"... It's nothing, I just came to check if my Divine Messenger was getting a proper rest." Ishtar gave a helpless smile, then slunk away.

I never expected that my mother would go to the Divine Messenger's room to sleep so late at night... Their relationship is really too good... Ishtar pushed open the door in frustration, intending to leave.

Just then, that gentle and sweet voice rang out again in the room behind her, Tiamat whispered:

"It's okay if you stay."

"It's okay if you stay."

When Ishtar heard Tiamat's gentle voice, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

Then, she quickly backed away, closed the door, turned around, and returned to Tiamat.

"Mother... what did you just say?" Ishtar looked at Tiamat with expectant eyes, her eyes shining with an unprecedented hope.

Although she had already heard Tiamat say it once, she had been a little distracted just now and wanted to listen to Tiamat say it again with all her heart.

Tiamat glanced at Ishtar, pulled the blanket up, and said softly, "You can stay here."

Yay!

Ishtar was so happy she almost jumped up from the ground, but remembering she was a goddess, she managed to suppress her excitement.

She coughed softly and nodded reservedly, "Well... since Mother has said so, then I'll stay here."

After saying that, she threw off the covers and crawled into bed.

It felt as if only this quilt could warm my body on this cold night.

When Ishtar quietly slipped into bed, she lay down next to Tiamat, closed her eyes slightly, inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from Tiamat, and then let out a satisfied sigh.