Like opening Pandora’s Box, once this line of thought was initiated, it immediately expanded uncontrollably.

 

If it wasn’t Ben’s intention and someone intentionally placed this thing in the ring, that person must satisfy two basic conditions.

 

First: Recently, they had to have come into contact with this item, able to legitimately stay close to Ben without arousing suspicion.

 

Second: They must possess the ability to obtain this letter and secretly place it into the pseudo-holy artifact, the 【Ring of the Demon God’s Protection】, which was bound and sealed.

 

Typically, putting something into a storage space was somewhat simpler than taking something out. As long as proper concealment was ensured, it was possible for a short period without Ben noticing. After all, nobody would have the leisure to repeatedly check their personal storage ring every day.

 

However, this required someone of strength.

 

Someone closely connected to Ben, who could obtain this letter, was powerful enough, and possessed mysterious and unpredictable methods…

 

To be honest, the only entity Violet could think of was the Eternal Throne.

 

Was the Eternal Throne secretly making a move against Ben? Were they having internal conflicts?

 

Moreover… how did they know that Ben’s ring, among all others, would be stolen by Prakaka, and at the opportune moment, have everything prepared to carry out this framing and set-up?

 

Speaking of framing might not be very reasonable. After all, this is indeed what Ben did. It should be called exposure and disclosure.

 

In any case, turn around and give this thing to Lilya…

 

No.

 

Doing so always gives the feeling of being led by the nose, always feeling… a bit uncomfortable?

 

Or maybe let’s leave it for now and see how the situation develops.

 

Having made up her mind, Violet put those things, along with the 【Ring of the Demon God’s Protection】, into her inventory altogether, and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

 

It’s almost 11 o’clock at night.

 

After the deliberation, Lilya spent a long time in her Mingluan Hall with trusted followers and reliable subordinates discussing the next course of action and the upcoming ritual.

 

Because the princess’s expression has not been good, looking worried, Violet decided to stay a little longer.

 

When she returned to the inn, it was almost 10 o’clock.

 

Although the bodies of the deity don’t require much sleep, Violet, as a habit brought by her human side, usually sleeps a few hours at night.

 

Moreover, there is a curfew in the Courage City during this time, and if she doesn’t sleep, there’s not much else to do.

 

You can’t spend the whole night playing games with your own pet.

 

“Well, Xiao Guang, prepare to turn off the lights. Today, don’t roll around in bed. I woke up in the morning with a whole dragon pressing on me. Otherwise, next time, obediently go back to the pet space to sleep.”

 

“Huh?!”

 

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Miss Dragon, with her large tail, excitedly wagged it a few times. However, the subsequent warning made her completely deflate. She pitifully blinked her moist golden eyes and wagged her tail, seeking mercy from the Priestess.

 

“Master, I fell asleep. How can I understand so much? It’s all subconscious actions in the dream, sob…”

 

“Subconsciously using your tail to tie others up like a rice dumpling?”

 

Shaking her head helplessly, Violet ultimately couldn’t harden her heart. After all, she was very fond of her little pet, to the point of indulgence.

 

After all, Xiao Guang was her only companion who had truly crossed worlds with her to come here.

 

“At least don’t use your tongue to lick my face. Even though you’re a dragon, hygiene is important… Hmm?”

 

Whoosh!

 

Before the words could settle, a shadow suddenly pierced through the inn room window like lightning, heading straight for Violet’s face!

 

Miss Priest remained calm and immediately instinctively turned her head. But before the shadow could reach her, Xiao Guang, by her side, acted faster, seizing the essence of that thing in his palm.

 

It was an unremarkable crossbow bolt.

 

“Who dares to cause trouble!?”

 

The Dragon instantly erupted in anger!

 

This level of threat was not even comparable to the warning arrow with Flora she encountered initially. It was at the level of an ordinary human archer, and it was estimated that Mithril or even Copper could easily intercept it.

 

Even Xiao Guang, who placed great importance on her master’s dignity, would probably find it hard to consider this as a genuine attack.

 

Always feeling like Miss Dragon is angry about something else…

 

However, Xiao Guang ultimately knew how to control herself and didn’t crush the arrow in her hand due to anger. Because on it, there was a small pouch obviously meant for holding things.

 

“Over there, Xiao Guang!”

 

Violet signaled with her eyes, and the little dragon immediately understood. The figure sitting on the bed instantly leaped up, pushed open the window with a small hole made by the arrow, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

 

Glancing at the seemingly ordinary arrow casually thrown on the bed by her pet, Violet first took off the small pouch on top of it. She then jumped out of the window and unfolded her white wings to chase after.

 

When she arrived at the place where Xiao Guang was—on the rooftop of a building about a few hundred meters away from the hotel, with the cold wind howling in the night— the golden-haired dragon lady was standing in the night, frowning at a crossbow mounted on the fence.

 

“Haven’t found anyone?”

 

Violet folded her wings and descended, only to find that on the rooftop of several dozen square meters, there were only two life forces—herself and her pet. The only large iron door connecting to the lower floor was tightly closed, with no place for someone to hide.

 

“No, Master. When I arrived, only this toy was left.”

 

Following the little dragon’s gaze, Violet came to the side of the crossbow and studied it for a while.

 

The direction of this thing was undoubtedly aimed at the room where she and Xiao Guang lived. The previous hidden arrow most likely came from here.

 

If someone manipulated this thing to shoot at their room in the darkness and then quickly escaped… Honestly, Violet thought it was unlikely.

 

At the same time the arrow pierced through the window and was intercepted by Xiao Guang, the Priestess had already figured out the situation and locked onto the possible location of the attacker through the angle.

 

At that moment, she didn’t sense any particularly distinct life force, especially since it was curfew, and there were no civilians on the streets except for patrolling soldiers. There was no possibility of someone blending into the crowd.

 

Given Xiao Guang’s speed, anyone who could easily evade the lock of her sacred crystal dragon in such a short time would either be a powerful individual at least level 100 or someone wielding a special artifact.

 

Rather than such possibilities, Violet believed that a more plausible explanation was that there was no one here from the beginning.

 

When she arrived, Violet observed that this seemed to be a private mansion of a noble, but for some reason, it seemed abandoned, with no one currently residing in it.

 

Next to the crossbow, there was a very long trail on the ground, winding like the remnants of a burning mosquito coil.

 

The remnants of the burning material had been blown away by the strong wind on the rooftop, but at its end, it was undoubtedly connected to something.

 

“Xiao Guang, go and check nearby to see if there’s anything burned or broken. Be careful not to alert the patrolling soldiers.”

 

“Okay, understood, Master.”

 

Seemingly still somewhat unwilling, Miss Dragon glared fiercely at the crossbow mounted on the wall and then jumped directly from the five-story mansion rooftop.

 

During this time, Violet conducted a brief search around but found no traces of footprints or magical signs. It seemed that the person who set up this crossbow was extremely cautious and left no trace.

 

Who could it be…