After leaving the world of all NPCs

Akatsuki Hisano immediately stood up and silently left the main hall.

The heavy palace door closed slowly behind her.

Inside the hall, only Ye Zuochen, the two iron-blooded ships, and the young sword wizards kneeling below as if awaiting the judgment of fate were left.

Ye Zuochen's gaze fell on the corner.

Nagisa Akatsuki was squatting there, her black hair swaying in her ponytail, her delicate and lovely face flushed with obsession, her slender fingers gently stroking Reina Akatsuki's cheek, as if she was admiring a rare treasure.

Xiao Lingcai had a helpless look on her face, her sapphire eyes filled with a hint of doting indulgence.

"Akira Nagisa." Ye Zuochen's voice woke her up from her immersion.

"Eh?" Nagisa Akatsuki suddenly looked up, her brown eyes filled with confusion.

"He will take over Gozoji's position and become the new 'Three Saints' of the Lion King Organization."

Nagisa Akatsuki was stunned, then hurriedly waved her hands: "Eh?! No, no! I was just dragged here by that idiot dad of Kishiro! I was thinking of going to Tokyo to play with Koki-ni after finishing things here! I never thought about being a saint...

Ye Zuochen looked at her cute flustered look and said, "You can do it."

Nagisa Akatsuki's protests came to an abrupt end.

She looked at Ye Zuochen's calm black eyes, and the blush on her cheeks deepened, like a ripe apple.

"Well! If it's Ye-kun... no, if it's what Brother Ye wants, Nagisa will try her best!" Xiao Nagisa immediately opened up again, chattering non-stop, "Yagi's father is totally unreliable. He said he would bring me to Tokyo to play, but ended up taking me to a dangerous place. Although I'm almost used to it... but sometimes I still wonder, if it's dangerous, why not give up this kind of archaeological excavation. Also, the ancient city is always worrying. Even though we're in Tokyo, strange news still comes out. Fortunately, Brother Ye is here and solved such a big problem..."

His words were full of gratitude and dependence on Ye Zuochen.

Ye Zuochen nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across the group of sword wizards below him. "From now on, all sword wizards affiliated with the Lion King Organization are citizens of the Flame Star Dynasty. Mainland Japan is designated a vassal state of the Flame Star Dynasty, and its diplomatic rights...are revoked by the dynasty."

Unexpectedly, this almost harsh declaration of annexation did not cause any commotion or resistance from the sword wizards below.

After a brief silence, many people's eyes revealed a look of relief, even a hint of barely perceptible happiness, and they all murmured in agreement, "Yes, we will obey the Lord's command."

Even An Bainai, who had just been treated roughly and whose eyes were still a little empty, suddenly lit up the moment he heard Ye Zuochen's voice.

Gazing at the figure on the throne, the emptiness was replaced by a fiery, obsessive adoration.

It was this man who completely liberated her from the abyss of "dark consciousness" passed down from generation to generation.

Moreover.

Xian’s choice was indeed the right one!

Following Ye Zuochen is much better than being one of the three saints in charge of the Lion King organization.

Ye Zuochen's voice sounded again: "An Baina, Xian Guyong, Akatsuki Nagisa, Himehira Setsuna, Kirasaka Sayaka, Hanami Yuri, Hikawa Shio."

The seven girls who were named shook at the same time.

"I will allow you to become my exclusive maids, are you willing?"

"It is my great honor!"

Xian Guyong almost immediately prostrated himself on the ground.

An Bainai followed closely behind, his holy white hair drooping to the ground, his voice filled with a reborn firmness and tenderness: "Old man... No, I am willing to serve the master."

The new Three Saints, Akatsuki Nagisa, immediately nodded like crazy, her ponytail flying: "Yes! Nagisa, I do!"

Himeragi Setsuna subconsciously looked at Akatsuki Reina and Akatsuki Nagisa, and found that they both nodded without hesitation. A hint of hesitation flashed in her brown eyes, and then she also lowered her head: "Setsuna...I am willing."

Kirasaka Sayaka bit her lower lip, her long light cherry-colored hair trembling slightly, but seeing that Yukina agreed, she finally whispered: "Sayaka, I'm willing."

Yuri Hanami and Shio Hikawa looked at each other, and beneath their innocent bob haircuts and stubborn short hair, there was a kind of resigned obedience.

"Yes! I do!"

Ye Zuochen clapped his hands lightly.

Tsk-!

A few graceful figures emerged from the mist and appeared silently in the corner of the hall.

They all wore well-tailored classic black and white maid outfits, with skirts, aprons, and headdresses meticulously crafted.

The leader was none other than Mayumi Nanakusa, who had slightly curly black hair, red eyes, and a petite but well-proportioned figure.

Each of them held a set of neatly folded maid uniforms in their hands. They walked lightly to the seven girls who were named and placed the clothes respectfully on the ground in front of them.

"Now, put it on."

The air suddenly became extremely subtle.

Xian Guyong and An Bainai did not hesitate at all.

Slender fingers untied the complicated laces of the shrine maiden's costume, and gracefully folded the clothing that symbolized the past and put it aside.

Yuri Hanami and Shio Hikawa's faces flushed instantly, and their fingers trembled as they touched the maid costumes on the ground. However, they gritted their teeth, endured the strong sense of shame, turned their backs to everyone, and completed the change quickly despite their slightly clumsy movements.

"This...this is too..." Kirasaka Sayaka's face flushed red as she looked at the maid outfit on the ground, then at her companions who had different expressions on their faces. Especially when she saw Himeragi Setsuna biting her lip and starting to untie her clothes with trembling hands, she suddenly reached out to stop Setsuna: "Wait! Setsuna! How can you...how can you do this in front of so many people..."

Kirasaka Sayaka glared at Ye Zuochen: "Wait a minute, it's not the maid's job to do this kind of thing, right? We should also find a place to change clothes."

Ye Zuochen glanced at her and said, "A maid's duty is to serve her master and satisfy all her requests."

"Which universe are you from, maid?"

"I'm right here."

Ye Zuochen glanced at Nanakusa Mayumi who was wearing a maid outfit and said, "Now, serve me."

"Yes! It's my honor!" Nanakusa Mayumi's voice trembled with joy. She immediately stepped forward and, with a sense of ritual, slowly knelt in front of Ye Zuochen under the gaze of all the sword wizards below, like the most devout believer.

Her slightly curly black hair fell down, and her slender but well-proportioned body was completely bent over.

Then, amidst the astonishment, envy and a hint of jealousy of the crowd, he carefully picked it up, adjusted it, prepared it, and then sat on it steadily.

Just like a chick returning to its nest, it has found the warmest shelter.

boom!

A silent wave swept through the hearts of all sword wizards.

Their eyes were fixed on the scene, their breathing became rapid, their eyes were filled with incredible envy, and they wished they could replace Mayumi Nanakusa's position immediately.

Kirasaka Sayaka stared at the scene blankly, the blush on her face like a burning fire.

She subconsciously touched her intact cheek... She was the only one who escaped the slap in the previous punishment.

The hideous face of her abusive father flashed through her mind, followed by Ye Zuochen's cold eyes that didn't really hurt her.

A complex and soft emotion surged in my heart.

Kirasaka Sayaka suddenly lowered her head and stopped looking at Himeragi Setsuna. She tremblingly untied her shrine maiden costume and put on the black and white maid outfit that symbolized submission and belonging.

"He easily won over people's hearts and integrated their combat power for his own use." Bismarck's cold voice sounded behind Ye Zuochen, with a hint of subtle approval. "As a leader, your methods are extraordinary."

Frederick the Great's dark golden eyes swept across the crowd below. His deep voice, tinged with a lazy smile, spoke as if assessing a fine work of art. "Commander, you're perfectly fine to act like a spoiled child to me. However, this display of affection is somewhat problematic. If it were me, I would kneel even lower, not allowing any obstacle to obstruct the Commander's view. This way, these newly adopted 'kittens' could more clearly sense the majesty of my children as their absolute rulers."

“Oooooh!”

At this moment, a short and high-pitched scream burst out from Mayumi Nanakusa's mouth.

The body suddenly tensed up, like a bowstring that was stretched to its limit and then relaxed instantly!

Accompanied by a wet and loud "pop" sound like a champagne cork being pulled out violently!

It was as if all the strength had been drained out of him. He slid down from the throne and collapsed on the cold floor. His eyes were blurred and he was gasping for breath, as if all his life had been exhausted.

Ye Zuochen had an expressionless face. He turned his gaze to Xian Guyong and An Bainai, who had changed their clothes and were kneeling quietly not far in front of him, and casually hooked his finger.

The two men immediately moved forward on their knees.

On the cold stone slabs of the main hall, drops of glaring red blood, like blooming red spider lilies, quietly spread out from under the sword wizards.

Very good, now all the priestesses needed for the [False God Fishing Method] are gathered.

As to whether this would be unethical.

These spies were trained by the Japanese Lion King Agency, and I am guiding them onto the right path!

+1 for the high moral standards.

……

Deep in a hidden forest in Kanagawa Prefecture.

Before the cave.

A giant dragon covered in transparent scales, with alien wings and sharp weapon-like limbs, resembling an ancient dinosaur and with iron-gray mane.

"hold head high!!!"

An air-shaking dragon roar rang out from its mouth, making the surrounding forest roar and shake continuously as if it had been hit by a huge storm.

However, there was not much malice in that roar.

That is the Swamp Dragon - the incarnation of the legacy of the God of Sin!

"Long time no see, Glenda."

The voice of the Forgotten Warlord Ziyi Juranbarada broke the silence.

"did not expect……"

The figure of Elswordgol Yazid, the Eye of Extinction, loomed nearby. "After so many long years and the dust has settled, the three of us are reunited here. This is a fulfillment of a long-cherished wish."

"Hmph," Qi turned his gaze to Elsodgul, "you coward, you're finally ready to crawl out of your rat hole?"

The Eye of Extinction did not respond to the ridicule of the Forgotten War King, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his blood-red eyes.

The coiled dragon slowly raised its head covered with iron-gray mane. Its iron-gray vertical pupils, like black bile, were filled with pure confusion and bewilderment as it glanced warily at the two uninvited guests.

Qi no longer paid attention to Elsodgül and simply raised his hand casually.

A slim figure walked out quietly.

She was a beauty with flaming red hair, and she was the 72nd Princess—Zana Lashka.

She walked forward silently, holding a modern mobile phone that was flashing a faint blue light.

Ziz... click... sizzle...

A string of extremely strange and distorted electronic synthesized sounds, mixed with the cold and stiff sound of numbers being read out, suddenly rang out from the phone.

Om-!

As the strange sound continued to play, the swamp dragon, which had been squatting like an ancient mountain, suddenly trembled its huge body, and the transparent scales covering its body burst out with dazzling light like a crystal matrix activated by commands.

The light dissipated.

The entrenched dragon has disappeared.

Instead, there was a young girl.

She looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and her figure was so thin that it seemed as if it would break if bent.

Her long, iron-gray hair, as thick as an inky cloud, fell straight down like the smoothest silk, reaching her ankles in an astonishing length. Her delicate and flawless face was like that of the finest porcelain doll, with a sense of fragility that was worthy of pity.

"Glenda..."

The Eye of Extinction stared at the humanoid dragon girl, a subtle fluctuation flashing in his bloodshot eyes. He then turned to the phone that was still making strange noises, "Cain, what are you going to do next? The humans in that parallel world are simply too powerful. That kind of power... is the genuine power of a god from a higher dimension, not a fake from the Celestial Tribe."

The Forgotten War King had unknowingly sat down casually on a short, floating black stone. "If I hadn't been able to enter the Nod (otherworldly realm), I would have died. No, I should say I did die once, but the beast within me resurrected me."

The strange electronic sound and number reading on the phone stopped.

Cain's voice, mixed with electronic music, sounded weary. "Elsodgul, you are also a royal family of the Celestial Tribe. You should know better than I do that the Celestial Tribe's telekinesis relies on human blood. In the vast universe, it is impossible to establish a stable connection with higher dimensions. Most places in the universe are desolate and devoid of magic."

Elsword Gul nodded slightly. "Indeed, energy that can be used as a tool, directly controlled by the thoughts of living beings. Even the more ancient royal families had to create it in the stars. I never imagined that Earth would have such perfect high-dimensional energy."

"Earth's higher-dimensional energy has been gradually depleting." Cain's voice was filled with a fatalistic heaviness. "A civilization built on higher-dimensional energy will inevitably come to an end. Even if we, the Celestial Tribe, came from the future and tried to change the past, we would have failed."

"From the perspective of that girl from the future, it seems her blood memories were used as fuel." The Forgotten War King's voice was as ethereal as smoke. "If it's true as you say, in the past when the energy veins were exhausted, the only energy that could drive the time machine was 'memory', then it's not surprising that the Celestial Tribe forgot their origins."

"Cain, the future did change briefly. Without the interference of that person from the parallel world, the Fourth True Ancestor would have established another Empire of Night."

"It will also completely break the vicious cycle of time."

"But that human still stubbornly regards the Tianbu as alien invaders, refusing to acknowledge us as saviors from the future... Cain!" The Forgotten War King's voice suddenly rose, questioning, "Tell me! Are the Tianbu returnees from the future, or aliens from deep space?!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

"I can't tell."

Cain's answer was filled with a kind of confusion and fatigue that had been worn down by time and penetrated deep into his bones.