Huh? Are they all real?.

"You mean you want my Vlad to carry Augustus's coffin, and the Eternal King and the Lionheart have already agreed???"

Chapter 400 The Witch Has Arrived! (4k)

This familiar answer left the witch speechless.

Why did she feel that Holy Lance had said something similar before?

Is there some unspoken understanding between you two that I'm unaware of?

Amidst indescribable bewilderment, the witch spoke to Dark Moon once more:

"Yes, I have obtained the consent of the elves and the Holy Lance, and His Majesty the Eternal King and the Lionheart King have agreed. Then, I came here to ask for your opinion."

Asking for my opinion?

I know you don't know they're all the same person, but I still want to say, given all this, why are you still asking me?

He agreed himself, so how could I say no?

But what exactly was he thinking when he agreed to this?

How will he turn himself into several people then?

And

The Dark Moon Goddess, who had been suspicious of something since the beginning, narrowed her eyes and stared intently at the witch before her.

Although there is no direct evidence, the saint is Augustus.

And her Vlad has already been king for several years.

So, this guy isn't one of them either, is he?

Then, based on this, it was suspected that Trajan, the sword and shield king, was also highly suspicious.

Wait, if this is true.

What on earth does he want to do?

He carried his own coffin?

One person impersonating five?

Lying down and being carried at the same time???

At this moment, the elegant moon goddess found herself not feeling angry, but rather wanting to laugh.

It seems that her king has indeed performed too many outrageous things for her, to the point that now when she encounters these things, she can only laugh in relief.

Puzzled, the witch lowered her head and began to rub her brow.

"Ugh, what is all this about?"

I'm so tired, my heart is so tired that I don't even have the thought of getting angry.

Even in this state, she still couldn't question the witch a few times in front of her.

It's not because we're unsure if that's the case; although there's no evidence of the timing, it's because these returnees suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared.

She was already certain that what she thought was mostly correct.

The reason she couldn't question the witch was simply that she didn't want an outsider who had gotten involved before even realizing the problem to suddenly become an insider who wanted to continue competing with her.

Thinking of this, she rubbed her temples even more, feeling even more uncomfortable.

'Why do goddesses have to stoop to stealing men?'

The witch, still oblivious, asked in a low voice:

"So, what are your thoughts?"

"Ha, my idea? They all agreed, what can I say?"

Shouldn't this be a matter of what the Moon King thinks?

Why should we consider the rest of the people?

If this were a comedy comic, then a long string of question marks would definitely be floating above the witch's head at this moment.

She could only say what she understood:

"You don't need to consider other people's opinions; after all, it's just a request. Shouldn't you ask His Majesty the Moon King?"

ask him?

I really don't want to see his silly face right now!

The mere mention of Moen makes the Moon Goddess feel as if she is about to lose all her elegance.

But before she could clench her fist, the Moon Goddess, remembering that silly face, felt her heart soften again.

Okay, I still really want to see him.

The ironclad laws of the God-King are inviolable and unthinkable.

The moon goddess lowered her hand from her temples, placed it at her waist, and looked at the witch, saying:

"My answer is that if they all agree, then he will agree too."

Anyway, there's still one Sword and Shield King left. Maybe he just wants to refuse at the very end? Maybe I'm really wrong?

Under various considerations, the Moon Goddess gave a similar answer to the Holy Lance.

The witch's eyes brightened slightly.

So this means that as long as I find the Sword and Shield King, I'll be able to accomplish this?!

Suppressing her inner elation, the witch bowed deeply to Dark Moon with great gratitude:

"Thank you for your kindness, Goddess Selene!"

Ah, thank you for my kindness. I hope you can remain optimistic until the end.

Looking at the witch's joyful face, Selene thought to herself.

Finally, the witch, with only one step left, set off towards the final Baratheon.

-

Meanwhile, at Baratheon Palace, Moen was still discussing specifics with Bellatrix.

However, even though it was called a discussion, it was basically Bella the Golden Retriever who made all the decisions herself.

All Moen did was answer its questions.

Even that happened only a few times.

Looking at Bella's final plan and various preparatory measures.

Moen sighed with admiration as it put down the parchment it had hastily written on with a pen held in its mouth.

"A perfect solution, so perfect that I had almost no reason to be there."

Bella had put down the pen she had been biting while writing.

It actually has many ways of writing, but it still prefers to write by biting its teeth, because that's the method its original owner taught it.

The golden retriever sitting in front of Moen made Moen understand once again what a golden retriever lady was.

If elegance is ingrained in one's very being, then even a dog can be truly amazing.

"You jest, Your Majesty. Without you, I wouldn't even be qualified to participate."

Even if it possesses uniqueness, its Eastern Business Alliance is still too insignificant in the face of the supreme being.

After saying that, Bella the Golden Retriever asked very seriously:

"So, do you still hold the same attitude as before?"

Moen promised to help it ascend to godhood and would not allow it or its merchant guild to deviate from their long-standing principles of conduct.

They also said that if he violated this point, their chamber of commerce could simply break the contract.

The reason Bella is asking this question again is not because she wants to confirm it once more.

Rather, it felt it could concede.

It previously stated that it would never violate the rules because it was its owner's dying wish.

That is more important than anything else it has now.

And now, it has found its owner again.

So it's just a habit that can be broken.

Moen smiled and said:

"Yes, Bella. I will ask for your reward after you ascend to godhood, but I will never violate your guild's principle of keeping to your duties and never overstepping boundaries."

After a moment of silence, Bella hesitated and said:

"Your Majesty, you may have misunderstood. What I meant was..."

Before Bella could finish speaking, Moen interrupted her, saying:

“I know what you mean, Bella. And then, I congratulate you on finally finding what's most important to you. Secondly, I'll say it again.”

Bella, however, was unwilling to let the matter end there, and said:

"Your Majesty, this is not fair!"

Seeing this, Moen had no choice but to speak very seriously to Bella:

“Then let me put it this way, Bella. I request that you continue to uphold the principles of the Eastern Business Union!”

Bella asked, puzzled:

“Your Majesty, you have puzzled me, and your answer does not quite align with my understanding of human nature. So please allow me to speak frankly, I now suspect that you are preparing to place us in an even more dangerous situation.”

If you were worried before that your attitude would cause the two sides to become enemies, then why are you worried now?

Bella, as a dog, witnessed the ugliness of humanity for an entire era, and could only think of things from a worse perspective.

It remembers more than once that even the chamber of commerce it manages has tried to betray it more than a hundred times.

If this is true of the Eastern Business Federation, which has benefited greatly from its protection, then it is even more true of the strangers who give more than they receive.

Sitting opposite Bella the Golden Retriever, Moen lowered his head slightly, looking at his hands, and said:

“Bella, you know who I really am, so you should also know that although I seem to have done a lot, the world has never changed.”

"So please let me leave something beautiful for this world."

Moen looked up at Bella and smiled:

"A chamber of commerce that can be unconditionally trusted by anyone may not seem to have much value, but it is an exceptionally rare and wonderful thing in this world."

The poor and the rich, people facing difficulties, always know where to buy supplies with confidence; this is invaluable.

Even the honest dwarves have used inferior goods to pass off as superior ones, and the proud elves have had dark and ugly pasts.

Other races, nations, and civilizations are not worth mentioning.

Therefore, Moen hopes that the Eastern Business Alliance can maintain this rare momentum.

Moen could accept that the Eastern Business Union would ultimately fade into obscurity.

But Moen couldn't accept that they were like this because of him.

Moen's answer didn't immediately convince Bella; instead, it made her even more suspicious, saying:

“Your Majesty, the more you act this way, the less I can believe it. After all, you are also human.”

Moen shook his head and said:

"Bella, you've always held a huge trump card, haven't you forgotten? I didn't just mess with the goddesses, I also have many enemies who are still alive."

Upon hearing this, Bella retorted with a few sarcastic remarks to Moen:

"The last ancient dragon is dead, Aurora is practically dead, the End Plague has been confirmed to have died in a foreign land, and although the God of War has not yet been confirmed dead, since all of His statues collapsed at the same time, He is most likely dead as well."

"In Baratheon, all those who could be called your enemies by name were already dead from the very beginning. The Abyss Child who seemed invincible not long ago also died in the same way. So many big shots have died as casually as stray dogs on the roadside."

"And you are still alive, living well."

"So, the few remaining ones don't seem like they could pose a threat to you."