Though trying to maintain calm, Violet still detected a hint of jealousy and comparison in Ben’s tone.

 

“…..Heh.”

 

This question might receive various answers from different people—examples like praising Lilya’s charismatic personality, admiring her talents and knowledge, or even envying the unparalleled beauty of the princess.

 

However, Violet didn’t mention any of these.

 

“Because I want to.”

 

“…..?”

 

Although Ben immediately wore an expression of “Are you kidding me?”, the priestess was not lying about this matter.

 

From beginning to end, her core reason for assisting Lilya was simply “because she wanted to.”

 

Because it felt interesting, she wanted to help, so she did.

 

Whether it was the promise to protect the princess made at their first meeting or everything she did after arriving in the Courage City, it all boiled down to such a simple reason.

 

Violet never considered matters concerning the people of a country or the fate of a nation.

 

She would only help those she cared about and do things that interested her.

 

Staring at the clear and calm light-blue eyes of the black-haired girl for a long time, the Second Prince finally confirmed that she wasn’t making things up.

 

Drinking the liquid in his cup, Ben pursed his lips, showing a bitter expression.

 

“…What a capricious reason. So, is it for such a reason that you willingly came into this place, risking your life, to deal with me on behalf of Lilya?”

 

“?”

 

Is this guy a bit too confident?

 

“Well… where did you get the conclusion that I came here ‘risking my life’? Honestly, as long as His Highness the Second Prince doesn’t flip the table, I don’t plan to take action against you. I came here simply to confirm some speculations.”

 

“Hehe.”

 

Ben smiled indifferently, poured himself another half cup of fine wine, and pointed to the elegant girl still exchanging glares with the little dragon girl behind him.

 

“Miss Violet is really confident. Since that’s the case, let me introduce her—Second Throne of the Eternal Throne, the Twin Dragon Princess, Miss Alexia.”

 

“This is a truly transcendent powerhouse that even the ancestors might not necessarily be able to handle. Even if they were to intervene, what can you do against me?”

 

“Well…”

 

The priestess neither confirmed nor refuted, not eager to argue verbally as it wouldn’t make much sense.

 

And…

 

Glancing at the peculiar equipment on the table next to Ben, which clearly emitted spatial fluctuations, Violet nodded understandingly.

 

“Since there’s still some time, and we’re idle anyway, how about clearing up some confusion for this young lady? Honestly, there are indeed a few points in this whole affair that I haven’t figured out.”

 

Both sides had their own reliance and considered themselves fearless. Ben was in no hurry and simply nodded with a smiling expression.

 

“Feel free to ask, Miss Violet.”

 

“Heh, I’ve been waiting for you to say that!”

 

Without any reservation, someone immediately threw out the first question.

 

“Firstly, did you plan the uprising outside?”

 

“If Miss Violet is referring to the City Guards 6th, 7th, and 9th Legions, along with the Undead Sanctuary Group, and the Demon Cult, that group of people, it is indeed my arrangement as a back-up. I suppose by now, chaos has erupted in the city?”

 

Sipping his fine wine, Ben, like a mastermind, chuckled and engaged in a lively discussion with the beautiful woman.

 

“At this stage of the plan, there’s nothing to hide. Honestly, although I had some plans for tonight targeting Lilya and a few other siblings, each of them has their own tricks, and I didn’t expect to be entirely successful. The chaos in the city is just a cover for me to escape.”

 

“Oh, by the way, let’s frame the straightforward Patrick a bit, after all, the troops were borrowed from him.”

 

Ben’s statement aligned perfectly with Violet’s speculation.

 

“Escape… Are you trying to leave the Courage City?”

 

“No, no, no, how can you use the word ‘escape’ like that?”

 

The man immediately retorted.

 

“This is a strategic withdrawal, Miss Violet. Now that the possibility of ascending the throne through legitimate means is slim, I can only seek another way out, establish my own territory, and show my true strength. Isn’t that right? It’s all because of Lilya’s pressure on me.”

 

“Fortunately, in the eastern part of this kingdom, there is still half of the land, and a million troops are willing to follow my orders. Since the First Spirit is unwilling to acknowledge me, what use is there for that Spirit? It’s better to establish a new legitimate rule.”

 

Ben smiled faintly.

 

“I think the Eternal Throne is quite suitable.”

 

“Wow, you are really crazy… Lilya said you have the ambition to rule, and it seems she didn’t guess wrong at all.”

 

The priestess commented without reservation.

 

“Hehe, Miss Violet is too kind. As a person, one should always leave a few retreats, shouldn’t they?”

 

Seeing Ben’s unashamed demeanor, Violet was too lazy to continue mocking him and proceeded with her next question.

 

“Did you poison Princess Menna?”

 

“Oh, that thing, it was just a contingency prepared casually. Speaking of which, it was Miss Alexia who gave me the inspiration, but Lilya saw through it. Insignificant, insignificant! Haha!”

 

Laughing carelessly, Ben, as if he had finally found someone to confide in, spoke incessantly, revealing various top-secret information, completely contrary to his usual calm and reserved demeanor.

 

Perhaps, this was his most authentic personality.

 

Miss Alexia, the mentioned blue dragon, stood behind Ben and subtly curled her lips, but she remained silent.

 

“A coincidence, you say…? Tsk, tsk…”

 

Noticing this, Violet raised an eyebrow, but she did not express any objections. Instead, she took out a thin piece of paper from her pocket and placed it on the table.

 

It was the letter tied to the crossbow bolt, containing a vague threat that led Violet to the vampire mansion.

 

“Did you set up this letter and crossbow? To make me aware of the Fourth Prince Devitt’s plan with the vampires, using me to kill for you?”

 

This time, Ben finally did not immediately respond. He seemed puzzled, as if he didn’t quite understand the meaning behind the priestess’s words.

 

“What letter, what crossbow? I know that Devitt has some involvement with those bats, we even cooperated to deal with our eldest brother before. But do I need to deliberately tell you about this? After all, we’ve only just met… By the way, does someone else know about these things?”

 

After a brief moment of confusion, the Second Prince, who was quite adept at scheming, quickly understood the information implied by Violet’s revelation. His gaze also became more profound.

 

“This is getting interesting. The idiot third brother can be ruled out directly. There’s no reason for the fourth brother to create trouble for himself. Lilya wouldn’t need to beat around the bush with you. Menna is still young, and it’s not like I… Unless some force outside the royal family is involved in all of this?”

 

Ben’s reaction was already sufficient.

 

Taking back the letter, Violet casually spread her hands and playfully threatened him, “Who knows? Maybe it’s the vengeful spirit of the Crown Prince coming back to seek revenge on you.”

 

“Heh… Even if that were true, there’s no need to go through you, an unknown adventurer.”

 

After a brief surprise, Ben, returning to his usual demeanor, drank the last bit of liquid in his cup.

 

“The time is about right. Before I bid farewell, Miss Violet, do you have any other questions? Today, I’m in a good mood, and I’m willing to share any information you want to know.”

 

“Well, there is one last thing.”

 

Without waiting for Ben’s nod, Violet directly raised the final and deepest question buried in her heart.

 

She took out the official document sealed by both parties, the Beastman King and Ben Melchior, from her inventory and laid it out on the table.

 

“Do you know who placed this in your personal ring?”