The Blond Victim Count Rises by One

The sudden celestial phenomenon brought the rebel army below to a brief standstill. Everyone looked up at the sky in shock, their faces filled with fear and confusion.

Then, beneath countless frozen gazes, a slender figure in a black captain's coat appeared, carrying a blue-haired girl in his arms. He strolled slowly through the dark sky hundreds of meters above them, stepping on invisible air as if taking a leisurely walk.

As the newcomer halted in midair, a burst of white air exploded beneath his feet and spread outward like a tangible shockwave.

Behind the young man, in even deeper darkness, violent lightning that had long been stored erupted. Blue-violet arcs flashed brilliantly beneath the dark heavens, illuminating his golden hair, which remained dazzling even in the darkness, as well as the sea-blue hair of the girl in his arms and her exquisitely beautiful face.

"Am I seeing things? Is that... Queen Titi? She... she came back to life!?"

In the rebel army's ranks, countless incredulous cries suddenly rang out.

Nefertari Titi, the late queen beloved by the people who had long since died of illness, bore an astonishing resemblance to the blue-haired girl in the young man's arms.

It was no wonder these misled rebels had misunderstood. No normal person would imagine that a little girl could instantly grow into an adult in such a short time.

"Th-this... could she be Titi's relative? Or... a descendant of Ancestor Lily who was lost somewhere?"

Cobra's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the blue-haired girl beside the blond young man.

He knew more than the rebels did, but like them, he never connected her to his lively, adorable daughter, who had still been by his side not long ago.

Dawn's gaze was as cold as winter ice as he casually