Anime Crossover: I Was Chosen by a Goddess and Became the Demon King

Upon seeing her maid bring the person over, Cassandra immediately said to Frida, "Thank you for your hard work, Frida. There's nothing more for you here. You may leave."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the purple-haired, intellectual maid bowed slightly and closed the door as she stepped out from between the thrones.

Immediately afterwards, Sylvia, who was on the throne, spoke.

"Long time no see, Oscar senior."

Faced with Sylvia's greeting, Oscar naturally dared not adopt the attitude of an academy senior when facing the blonde girl on the throne.

“You’re too kind, Your Majesty Sylvia. You are now the king, how can you bow down to someone like me?”

Led by Oscar, Serestina and Angela also bowed to the girl on the throne.

Then, the handsome young man with black hair raised his head and asked Sylvia, "I wonder why Your Majesty has summoned me?"

Upon hearing this, Sylvia replied expressionlessly, "It's for the future of Sheplon. If you wish to ascend the throne of Sheplon, the Knight Kingdom—no, we—may be able to help you, Princess Oskoia."

As Sylvia revealed Oscar's true identity, even Angela, who had guessed her identity on the way here, couldn't help but glance at her.

Serastina, on the other hand, had her muscles tense, ready to act at any moment.

As for Oscar, or rather Oskoia, upon hearing this, he was no longer as tense as before, but instead relaxed.

Since everything has been exposed, her pretense is no longer of any use. She might as well just confront the other party and perhaps get an unexpected result.

"It seems Rebecca has told you everything."

As Oskoia finished speaking, Rebecca immediately interjected, "Even if I don't say it, His Majesty already knows your true identity, Oscar—no, Oskoia."

The red-haired girl's words implied to Oskoia, who was disguised as a man, that she had already been noticed, so it was best not to fight a desperate battle.

Oskoia naturally understood Rebecca's implication, but she simply couldn't understand how her perfect disguise had been discovered by Sylvia in the short span of half a month since she entered the Ansari State Higher School.

When did you discover it?

"It wasn't me, it was Brother Bai Zhe who smelled your scent. Even though you used a strong men's cologne to cover it up, it still couldn't escape Long's sense of smell. He smelled the fragrance of your virginity."

Upon hearing this, Sylvia spoke calmly, but when she mentioned Bai Zhe, a hint of admiration appeared on the girl's face, which surprised Oscar and the other two below.

"That man...?"

As Oskoia murmured softly, Angela, standing beside her, revealed a frenzied look of curiosity on her face, a result of Sylvia's earlier words.

"A dragon's intuition! That man's identity is indeed not as simple as the King's consort? Based on what Your Majesty just said, is his true identity the Dragon?!"

As a professor who studies dragons, Angela was filled with curiosity about Bai Zhe.

Her words also caught Oskoia's attention. The black-haired beauty dressed as a boy recalled what Sylvia had just said about the dragon's sense of smell.

The next second, Oskoia realized that now that she knew this secret, she had no other way to leave the palace except by cooperating with Sylvia.

So she directly asked Sylvia what methods she had to achieve her ambitions.

"Your Majesty, do you have any methods to help me ascend the throne of Sheplon?"

Upon hearing this, Sylvia did not immediately reveal her plan. Instead, she asked Oskoia, "Before that, I want to ask you a question: Oskoia, do you have any feelings for the Sheplon royal family?"

The girl dressed as a boy paused for a moment when asked the question before truthfully replying, "I don't have much affection for the Sheplong royal family."

"Although the current King Sheplong is my father, I was adopted by others when I was young. He didn't even come to visit my mother when she passed away. And my brothers and sisters are nothing more than strangers with blood ties to me."

Oskoia's words elicited a satisfied expression from Silvia, who then uttered words that sent chills down Oskoia's spine.

"Our method is simple: just get rid of the current King Sheplong and then eliminate all your rivals."

"By the way, the second prince of your biggest rival, Sheplon, has become a cold corpse."

(Pictured is Oscar).

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Seeing the hesitation on Oskoia's face, Cassandra and Mirabelle, standing below the throne, added:

"This is a forced transaction; you cannot refuse!"

There was no other choice.

Urged on by the two princesses, Oskoia slowly stood up, looked at the blonde girl on the throne, and asked in a composed yet firm manner:

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. What price should I pay?"

Upon hearing this, Sylvia slowly said, "You'll have to negotiate that yourself."

After speaking, the girl stood up to leave. Angela, seeing this, immediately became anxious, even forgetting the proper etiquette before the throne, and hurriedly questioned Sylvia:

"Wait a minute, please answer my question, Your Majesty!!"

However, the moment she finished speaking, a deep, displeased voice came from behind the light gauze curtain behind the throne.

That was Holy Dragon Lancelot's displeasure at Angela's disrespect towards Sylvia, who was the Queen!

As a young girl, Pal naturally shares the same fate as Sylvia.

"Don't be impatient."

Seeing this, Sylvia spoke up to calm Lancelot down, then looked at Angela.

Just one glance at this dragon expert professor made her feel the pressure, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on her beautiful cheek.

Although Queen Silvia still has much to learn, sitting on the throne and receiving the homage of her subjects these past few days has given the young woman a touch of the majesty she once possessed.

Then Sylvia spoke up, "Professor Angela, you should come with her. My elder sister will guide you."

Then, the girl looked at Oskoia and said, "By the way, before you go, Your Highness Oskoia, you'd better change into women's clothing."

Oskia naturally took Silvia's reminder to heart.

"understood."

After Sylvia left, the black-haired girl dressed as a boy looked at the two princesses present.

"I wonder which prince might be able to take me to His Majesty Bai Zhe's location."

Regarding the issue of Oskoia, Mirabelle simply used the excuse of having other matters to attend to to push the matter onto her sister.

"I still have official duties to attend to, so I'm entrusting Princess Oskoia to you, Second Sister."

Upon hearing this, Cassandra immediately sighed, "The capable are always burdened with more work, and I'm destined to be a laborer."

After expressing her feelings, the black-haired princess asked her younger sister before she left, "By the way, how is the Holy Grail doing? Didn't my elder sister send someone to pick her up?"

Upon hearing this, the silver-haired princess searched her memory for information before replying, "According to the message from the team that was supposed to meet her, the Holy Grail is still three days away from arriving at the palace."

Cassandra then sighed.

"I hope nothing unexpected happens on the way."

Mirabelle frowned slightly upon seeing this. Her woman's intuition told her that something was bound to happen if Cassandra made such a bold statement, but she had no evidence at the moment.

In the end, Mirabelle could only channel her frustration into a reminder to Cassandra.

"My brother-in-law started replenishing his star essence before His Highness Oskoia arrived, and judging by the time, it's almost over."

"You should take this opportunity to take Princess Oskoia to the inner palace for a proper bath and change into a pretty dress."

Upon hearing this, Cassandra smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that."

"Come with me."

Cassandra then led Oskoia and the other two away from the throne room.

Inside the throne room, Rebecca and Jessica, who were left behind, were taken by Mirabelle to handle government affairs. Of course, given Jessica's experience, she was only fit to serve tea and water.

A few minutes later, in the magnificent bath, Oskoia removed her disguise.

As the bandages fell away, the astonishing pair of hearts popped out, causing Cassandra to furrow her brows slightly.

While taking a bath, Oskoia, now back in her teenage form, began trying to get information about Bai Zhe from Cassandra.

"Your Highness Cassandra, could you tell me which emperor is interested? I'd like to be prepared."

Her current impression of Bai Zhe is only that he is handsome and powerful, especially when she saw the black dragon he summoned at the Ansarib Dragon Riding Academy, which even her holy dragon was terrified of!

Upon hearing this, the black-haired princess tilted her head and began to think.

"Speaking of preferences..."

Since meeting Bai Zhe, she has never heard him explicitly express his preferences, but there is one thing she knows: Bai Zhe likes women.

But he was unmoved by ordinary beauties; all the maids in the palace were stunningly beautiful.

Asking for flowers

It should be noted that most of these maids were daughters of nobles. Although they could not inherit their family's titles, they were still highly sought after by outsiders.

Even so, after arriving at the palace, Bai Zhe did not favor any of the maids except for Frida.

Even Frida was rarely favored, while her cousins ​​Prinrose and Cosette were favored far more often!

So Cassandra didn't try to hide anything from him. When Oskoia asked her, she answered directly, "Women, and not just any women."

"An unusual woman?"

Hearing Oskoia's murmurs, Celestina spoke up.

"Your Highness, if you may, please consider me a gift."

However, the silver-haired maid's suggestion was rejected by Oskoia.

"no!"

"But......"

"Nothing to worry about."

Seeing Oskoia display the authority of a master, Celestina immediately fell silent.

Angela, who was also half-submerged in the pool, smiled and said, "What a touching scene of master and servant affection. But Miss Maid over there, if Her Highness really treats you as a gift, she has committed the greatest taboo."

"Do you think you, a mere maid, are worthy to be a gift offered to a king—no, to a king?"

Angela's words instantly darkened Celestina's face.

Although what the other person said was true, it sounded to her as if she were some useless thing!

But after Angela finished speaking, she ignored him and became absorbed in her own world.

Because of Cassandra's words, Bai Zhe's guess was now even more certain.

A few minutes later, Cassandra was the first to stand up from the water, dried herself with the help of her maids, and then said to Oskoia, who was still sitting in the pool:

"Alright, it's time to go. Your Highness Oskoia, please change into the clothes brought by the maid and come with me."

After leaving the bathhouse, Oskoia, who was used to wearing men's clothing in the academy, felt a little uncomfortable in a skirt.

Although the hem of her skirt was enough to cover her calves, the girl still felt a chill in her lower body.

(The picture shows Oskoia Broadcasting).

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Inside Veronica's palace, as a knock sounded from outside the door, Bai Zhe's voice followed.

"Come in."

"excuse me."

Upon hearing this, Cassandra slowly pushed open the door and led everyone inside.

In a room decorated like a reception room, Bai Zhe and Mordred sat facing each other. On the table was a small dragon, less than 30 centimeters long with a rather slender body and limbs. The two were studying each other quite carefully.

This is an artificial life form created with Mordred's blood and Bai Zhe's power.

Although their bloodline is thin and they can only be considered collateral relatives, they can still be considered descendants of the Underworld Dragon King.

Abdunia came here directly after the meeting in the Throne Hall, spending time with her younger sister Anya and teaching her about service, which made the blush on the girl's face, which was still in the afterglow of the meeting, not fade away.