SHK CH 665 (Patreon)

Recently, Duchess Arachne Milaris’s life could be said to be one of pure boredom and indolence. The only thing that helped her pass the time at the moment was the preparation for the wedding of Sol and Medea.

There was nothing else that interested her currently.

In the past, the situation of Lustburg was quite dire. They only had a true King rank in Camelia. Meanwhile, Lilith was constantly weakening and unable to use her full power and the witches were more akin to potential enemies than allies.

As if it wasn’t enough, they were targeted by the Wings of Freedom as Wratharis and they had many traitors in their midst.

Those times were very stressful and Milaris, alongside her friends, was forced to work hard, scheme, hide, and prepare for all potential danger while they watched Sol grow.

Now, the young man she once protected from the shadow was about to become officially King and marry. Once this happened, the name of Mars Luxuria would definitely fade into obscurity as a new king replaced him.

Milaris knew that if someone asked her whether she was happy or not, she would not be able to give a good answer.

The only thing she could say was that it was complicated. Very much so.

She was happy to see the son of her beloved grow so much and yet she also felt a small amount of bitterness.

“Well, there is nothing I can do.” Sighing to herself, she observed the regal white and gold uniform she had just finished.

This was very similar to the uniform she had once envisioned Mars wearing on the day of his wedding. But there were also many subtle differences. After all, Milaris accepted that Sol was not Mars, and giving him a fully similar design would have been not only an insult to Sol but also a sign that she was still living in delusion.

Her eyes twinkled a little as she looked at her other creation. Next to the uniform was a white coat; The coat by itself was nothing much. But on it was the inscription of an eye in a sun.

Initially, she had planned to simply add the usual Phoenix or Snake insignia to the coat but the personal Maid of Sol, Milia, had convinced her to add this one instead.

She found this new insignia to be quite creepy looking but it was definitely eye-grabbing. To say the least.

“So, how long do you guys plan to observe me?” She did not turn around as she spoke. She had already felt the energy of a few intruders and she knew who they were.

She also knew that they intentionally released their energy to alert her. After all, she was not stupid. There was no way she could detect the presence of Kings ranked beings without them explicitly wishing to be found.

The answer to her words were a few ripples in space before Sol and Nuwa, accompanied by all her old companions, set foot in her sanctuary.

Giving a look at Sol, she intoned quietly, “Your Highness. I know that I cannot stop you from doing as you please but don’t you think constantly entering my secret office is quite the faux pas?”

She ignored the way Theresa was looking everywhere while gawking. Milaris felt no shame about her collection. The only reason she even kept this place hidden was to stop people from pestering her when she was focusing on enjoying her time.

“I apologize. But this is quite an urgent matter and I believe you would really like to hear it.” Sol gave a slight bow and expressed his regrets but Milaris simply waved her hand.

“No matter. In fact, I believe your arrival now is lovely. After all, I need more exact measurements to do what I need to do. I need to take a new measurement so strip now and talk later.” She did not ask why all her friends were reunited here.

Even without saying anything, she knew that it was important. But she did not want to know. She simply wanted to enjoy her life as a retired warrior and train her heiress before truly leaving the capital.

Sol did not need her anymore. So she would either focus on her career or focus on her hobby.

The choice was self-evident.

“Why don’t you take a seat first? We can talk about measurement later” Sol politely asked her and Milaris had no reason to refuse. His smile seemed to be perfectly etched on his face, refusing to leave.

Thinking about it, it had been some time since she had ever seen Sol truly angry. He seemed able to smile and stay calm no matter what the situation.

This was a quality many young people lacked nowadays. Forbearance was not for everyone.

“Very well. But I hope it’s something truly important.” She reluctantly took the chair that was presented. She hated being disturbed in the middle of work.

“Hum…” Sol scratched his hair gently. He was searching for the right, but this only confused her.

“Well, I guess I should be the one who explains this.” Theresa stood up, her usual mischievous smile absent from her face.

“I have two pieces of news. One good and one bad. The good new is that we have found one of the people responsible for Mars’ death. She is with a senior.” Theresa continued, not missing the way Milaris visibly straightened her back as those words.

“What about the bad news?” Milaris asked, not believing that good things happened without reason. She had a strong feeling that she was not going to Theresa’s next words.

“Well, the bad news is that said culprit is now inhabiting the body of my little Nuwa.”

“This is…” Milaris started.

“Impossible. I know. I know. But yet here we are.” Theresa gazed at Nuwa with a worried frown before explaining the entire situation to Arachne. This was a great deal to digest in one go but she was not lost.

When the dwarf finished, Milaris stayed silent for a while, assimilating the information she had just received before gazing at Nuwa with a complicated look.

Her eyes held a clear struggle between pure killing intent and understanding of the situation of Nuwa.

“So…What do you want from me?” In the end, she took a deep breath to calm her restless and murderous heart. Nuwa was not the one who caused all of this. There was no reason to affect the little girl directly.

Sol smiled, “I believe It’s time for all of you to make a decision.”

(AN: Next chapter will be in around 12 hours.)