The First Countess

After teasing Gomorrah one last time, I chose to teleport back.

Yuan Shikai had arranged everything that could be arranged. If anything unexpected happened again in the short term, there was nothing he could do about it.

The convergence of all causality and worldlines was not something human power could overturn.

When I came back to my senses, I was already back in Semiramis's Hanging Gardens of Babylon, in the same room and even in the same position as before.

Yustica and the others moved their bodies a little and found no discomfort whatsoever.

Yustica, who was exceptionally sensitive to the aura of life force, even sensed that none of their vitality had faded.

In other words, while their souls had left their bodies, their lives had effectively been completely paused.

Traveling through worldlines this way could be considered another kind of immortality.

Semiramis sensed the fluctuations of life within the room and knew that her Master had returned.

Over the past few days, she had displayed all the bearing of an empress, even though modern society followed a system of freedom and democracy.

Still, the title of count was enough to intimidate people in Trifas. With help from Barthomeloi, she had secured Yuan Shikai a count's title, though it was nothing more than a title.

Yet as long as they bestowed Trifas's people with even a little favor, ordinary people would be deeply grateful. Combined with that title, it was more than enough.

Through Semiramis's methods and operations, the Genji Clan had become the foremost family.

Moreover, Yuan Shikai's reputation was far too prominent. Many factions were eagerly trying to establish ties with him, and Trifas was about to undergo rapid development.

Semiramis had already earned the title of Europe's First Countess.

At the same time, inside a Western-style