Kellyta was glaring at the closed door with sharp eyes.
To produce a soft voice, her lips were smiling, but her eyes were not at all. Inside, it felt like her child was burning to death. She had just received a slap from Gerard and went to find the empress, but there, unexpectedly, she encountered a man.

‘A god? Dickfer is sitting in the empress’s bedroom? Really, is the world insane?’

If the person who had been with Dickfer was Rionera, it would have been more acceptable. But why suddenly the empress? The empress Laurence, who was ignored even by passing maids and servants?

However, when Laurence opened her mouth, Kellyta’s thoughts were shattered. The timid empress Laurence she knew was not there.

“I’ll tell you the last way to capture Rakrahan, Princess Kellyta. Go to Rakrahan now, and get into his bed.”

“Your Majesty, I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about.”

Laurence seemed to be suppressing her emotions, looking extremely difficult.

“Do you know what I’m sacrificing? Don’t know what kind of opportunity this is? Then shut up, because that’s Princess Kellyta’s limit! Got it?”

Recalling the empress’s appearance, Kellyta’s irritation rose again. Nowadays, it seemed she couldn’t harass everyone, including dogs and cows.

“All because Rakrahan rejected marriage with me.”

Although Laurence’s method was quite despicable, it was a fact that she couldn’t miss this opportunity. With just the words “get into his bed,” Kellyta understood the whole situation. She was prepared to endure this insult.

And the ones who ignored her, Gerard, Rionera, Laurence, and even Vercheria.

If she could have Rakrahan, they would all kneel before her.

“Open the door, Wyatt. Or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”

Kellyta took off the gown she was wearing over her dress. Her round shoulders were exposed to the moonlight, and her explicit figure touched the air.

Creak.

With a small sound, the door opened, and Kellyta, who had come out of the darkness into the room, was discovered by Wyatt, whose small eyes widened as if about to burst. And the next moment, he abruptly turned his head, staring at the floor.

Passing by the astonished Wyatt, Kellyta walked towards Rakrahan, lying on the table.

“Close the door and leave. Wyatt.”

When Wyatt looked up, she also turned around with a smile.

“You’ve worked hard. You’ll be abundantly rewarded for today.”

Vercheria, who parted ways with Laurence, was in the midst of moving to handle the things that had been put off for a while. It was not enough time to focus only on the Absolute Deity now, but there was no other way.

‘This is something that must be resolved while I’m in the palace.’

Her steps quickened as she thought about it urgently.
Wrapped around her arm as a tattoo, the staff was slightly squirming. It is known that Shimmel changes its appearance into the form the user desires the most. Whether Vercheria wanted this tattoo-like form was unknown, but the important thing was that once in this state, the power of Shimmel naturally flowed to her. When she exerted power, Shimmel turned into a staff shape to control her strength.

“Logia.”

Vercheria, who had been anxiously waiting in the darkness, discovered Logia and called out her name. A smile spread across Logia’s face, who had been waiting eagerly.

“Goddess!”

Logia rushed towards her, clasping both hands together. The smile that was always directed at Kellyta was now aimed at Vercheria.

“During your absence, nothing happened, right?”

While Logia asked the question that Vercheria should have asked, she also looked behind her.

“I was absent. How about you?”

“I was fine, but Princess Kellyta became even stranger after waking up again.”

Logia sighed deeply at the end of her words. After briefly recounting the events that had just occurred, Logia, as if suddenly regaining her senses, raised her head and pulled Vercheria.

“Come this way for now. I have called someone who has been in the imperial palace longer than before Emperor Gerard was born.”

Vercheria left the work to Logia, not explaining why she needed to find that person or what to ask. However, Logia, who had become accustomed to being a longtime servant, didn’t have any questions. She just seemed glad to have grabbed the connection called Vercheria again within the palace, especially in the face of the crisis caused by the changed Kellyta.

“Just a moment. There is someone who needs to hear this story together.”

“Yes? Who are you talking about?”

Vercheria spotted Groovy, who had just appeared, and lightly pointed with her hand for Logia to confirm.

“The person who must hear this story together.”

With reddened eyes, Groovy was looking at Vercheria from the other end of the corridor.