That night, Princess Lilya’s Mingluan Palace.

 

The night was deep.

 

Three bright moons arranged in a crescent shape adorned the night sky, casting a faint silver glow on the world plunged into darkness, bringing a bit of brightness to it.

 

The princess, with her freshly bathed blue hair, wore only a loose robe as she lazily leaned back in the soft chair prepared by the maids. She gazed at the starry sky, the myriad stars, and the two crescent moons on either side, seemingly guarding the central moon that appeared forever round and radiant but noticeably smaller.

 

“Lilya, you seem a bit anxious?”

 

A crisp voice of a certain priestess suddenly came from behind, seemingly close at hand. However, for some reason, the shadow guards stationed outside the courtyard showed no reaction to this intruder.

 

The princess was not surprised, she had become somewhat accustomed to this mysterious girl who appeared without warning and vanished silently, like the visible but untouchable moon she was gazing at.

 

Lilya didn’t immediately turn around, her gaze remained fixed on the silver moon. She extended her hand, as if wanting to touch it from afar.

 

“Hey, Violet, have you heard of the legend of March and the Three Gods?”

 

“What is that?”

 

The priestess, revealing her figure, lifted her white robe, smiling as she gracefully sat down beside the princess. Though her hair was clearly black, it emitted a subtle glow in the same night, as if she were a miraculous embodiment forever radiating light.

 

It raised eyebrows.

 

Lilya shifted to a more comfortable lying position, eyes half-closed as if reminiscing.

 

“According to legend, three gods live on each of the three moons. The ruler of the largest and roundest moon, which is eternally unchanging, is the goddess of the moon and stars, Luna. The other two moons are home to the gods who protect and serve Luna, but they have no names.”

 

“No names? Why is that?”

 

The princess’s sudden mention of this story piqued Viola’s curiosity.

 

Previously, Lilya had never mentioned anything similar, as if, in her view, mythology was just that—mythology, lacking evidence and authenticity. The princess did not believe in it.

 

“Because the gods residing on those two companion moons are not fixed. It seems to be based on Luna’s preferences, randomly selected from among the goddesses at intervals.”

 

“Luna is the supreme goddess with formidable power, rarely matched even among the gods. She holds a very high position.”

 

“Besides admiring her powerful abilities, countless gods are also fascinated by Luna’s beauty. Therefore, those ordinary lesser gods aspire to be chosen by her, to become companion gods, even if only temporarily.”

 

“Hehe, that Luna goddess sure knows how to play around. Isn’t this like running a harem? And then what?”

 

Casually listening, the priestess made a couple more offhand comments.

 

Lilya glanced at the beauty beside her and chuckled.

 

“The tenure of the chosen goddess is determined by the changing pattern of these two companion moons, starting from the slight curve of the crescent moon, progressing to the full moon, and then regressing to its initial form, completing the cycle in precisely one year.”

 

“So, does that mean this goddess of the moon changes partners every year? Feels a bit like something else, continue, continue?”

 

Violet urged with interest, but the princess just spread her hands with a smile.

 

“That’s it.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Wait, can this even be called a legendary story? It just started, got halfway through, and then abruptly ended there?

 

According to the usual plot, shouldn’t the next part be about some goddess dissatisfied with the situation, causing some trouble, and then crafting a poignant legend or leading to some major disaster?

 

But you’re telling me there’s nothing?

 

Poor rating, complaint!

 

“No, Lilya, what are you trying to express with this? It’s necessary to clarify. I’m not running a harem, just so you know.”

 

“I’m not implying anything, just talking casually.”

 

The princess playfully blinked, sat up, and the lazy expression on her face gradually faded, replaced by a more serious look for discussing matters.

 

“Do you know, my second brother is secretly investigating an adventurer named Violet.”

 

“Investigating… me? Wait, does he…”

 

The person being investigated paused, suddenly realizing, and picked up the 【Cognitive Obstruction Mask】 placed on the nearby stone table.

 

Right…

 

The only time they met the second prince was that day at the adventurers’ guild, when they were received by Miss Rebecca.

 

At that time, wearing this thing, what Prince Ben saw should have been another “Violet,” completely unrelated to Lilya, as an adventurer.

 

Wait a minute, what does he want? Did I do something to him? If he’s just attracted to appearances, there are so many beauties in the capital, why bother grabbing onto one and not letting go?

 

Is this guy’s head messed up?

 

Lilya seemed to be holding back a smile and pointed to the thin sheet of paper that had been lying on the stone table.

 

“Unfortunately, due to the peculiar effect of yours, he could only find pitifully little information about ‘Adventurer Violet.’ He didn’t even know your place of birth, family relationships, or background. It really annoyed Ben. He even got quite angry, thinking Miss Rebecca was deceiving him.”

 

Listening to the princess’s description, Violet suddenly became curious about the seemingly refined Second Prince and wondered how he looked when he was truly frustrated.

 

And…

 

“By the way, does that mean you know the receptionist, Rebecca?”

 

From the beginning, Violet felt that Miss Rebecca was somewhat unusual. After all, how could an ordinary person have such exceptional memory and casually use a special counter without permission?

 

“Miss Rebecca? Oh, Violet might not know yet. She is the daughter of the Adventurer’s Guild Herbert, a prodigy well-known in the capital since childhood. There’s a lot to say about her, and if Violet is interested, I can arrange to get you a file.”

 

“Alright, then I’ll trouble Lilya.”

 

The priestess did indeed have some interest in this mysterious receptionist.

 

However, that wasn’t the current focus.

 

After a brief silence, Violet asked the most pressing question.

 

“By the way, you haven’t told me yet. Suddenly revealing everything like this, are you confident it’s almost a sure thing? Weren’t those three princes supposed to be quite troublesome?”

 

“It’s about time. Now, more than half of the influential ministers and nobles in the court have already confirmed their support for me. The remaining ones are either staunchly neutral or die-hard loyalists to the three princes, and it’s unlikely to sway them. No need to waste time.”

 

“The most powerful civilian force in the capital, the Adventurers Guild, has already joined me, and the 30,000 Forbidden Army is under my control. Although there are still 100,000 City Guard, this force is too complex in composition. Neither I nor any of the princes can mobilize its full strength before ascending the throne, making it difficult to play a decisive role in political maneuvering.”

 

The princess smiled.

 

“Only someone like Patrick Melchior, with muscles for brains, would think he could achieve the goal of seizing power by inciting a rebellion with the City Guard.”

 

Indeed, what Lilya had just described was the vast majority of the overt power in the Human United Kingdom of the Courage City. Just looking at these forces, it seemed that the other princes had no chance of competing with her.

 

The princess patiently continued her analysis for Violet.

 

“Patrick is brave but lacks strategy, not worth mentioning. After I took control of the Forbidden Army, he’s pretty much out of the game. Even if he decides to go all out, I’m well-prepared, and that can be ruled out.”

 

“Prince Ben, though shrewd and farsighted with deep scheming, his greatest reliance, the ‘Eternal Throne,’ was severely damaged in a surprise attack today. At most, there are some scattered small fry left outside.”

 

“Of course, considering the existence of the ‘Eternal Throne’ and some hidden cards I haven’t uncovered yet, we can still consider Ben a threat. So, I plan to use the information and evidence I found in the Iris Orphanage to further strike at him.”

 

“If everything goes smoothly, we should be able to completely eliminate his chances of inheriting the throne. Then, only the fourth, Devitt Melchior, remains.”

 

“While I’m not clear on what Devitt is scheming and who is supporting him from behind, waiting passively won’t make any sense. It’s better to take the initiative, force the other party to reveal their cards, and then respond accordingly. What do you think, Violet?”

 

“Uh… well…”

 

Because Lilya’s analysis was so systematic and thorough, covering almost all possible factors, the priestess thought for a long time but couldn’t add much to the discussion.

 

After all, Lilya’s influence now was far from what it was when they first met. With the addition of Edwina, the legendary Holy Knight, to the princess’s camp, along with Flora, Prakaka, and the two legendary from the Adventurers Guild, Lilya now had a total of five legendary individuals under her command. Even if they were to encounter opponents beyond the legendary level, they still had the power to contend.

 

In the words of Earth, how could the Flying Dragon Cavalry lose in a face-off?