The streets were bustling, perhaps due to the ceremonial period. Many previously closed facilities and shops had reopened, and with the new queen’s coronation, a three-day celebration was planned, with various businesses organizing related activities.

Although a massive tragedy had recently occurred, fortunately, most of the casualties were military personnel or related security forces. Under Lilya’s arrangements, the comforting and care work for the families of the deceased proceeded in an orderly manner, and the impact on civilians was not severe.

With the existence of magic, after cleaning up the remains and bloodstains on the battlefield, except for those buildings set ablaze during the turmoil, there were hardly any visible traces of the past major conflict.

To quickly calm the turmoil, soothe the inner unrest and panic of the people, and set the atmosphere, Lilya specially invited world-famous dance and performance troupes to tour the capital and perform for three days.

In addition, the news of the new queen’s coronation seemed to have been announced to various places through magical communication. Although Violet wasn’t concerned about the current situation, with no interference from Ben or other princes, there probably wouldn’t be any major problems.

Speaking of which, the third prince, Patrick, seemed to have been demoted to dig potatoes in a remote location due to the crime of leading the army to cause chaos in the royal city. He left just yesterday, taking less than ten followers with him.

As a prince of a major country, this was already quite embarrassing. Now that he had lost all power, and Lilya had officially become the queen with full authority, it’s unlikely that Patrick would cause any more trouble.

After all, he was a straightforward musclehead from the start, and Lilya never considered the third prince as a formidable rival. If it weren’t for Ben manipulating things behind the scenes, causing Patrick to use his army to incite a riot, he probably wouldn’t be in such a miserable state now.

At least he could continue to live in the royal city like the fourth prince, Devitt, being a prince without power but enjoying the affluent life of the royal family.

As for those vampires, it seems they have quietly left the Courage City. The damage they suffered in the skirmish with the city guards wasn’t severe, most of the casualties were the lowest-ranking bloodsuckers or blood servants.

High-level vampires have remarkably tenacious vitality, comparable to the living dead under the “Eternal Throne,” making them difficult to kill through ordinary means.

However, several high-level bloodsuckers who were engulfed by the dragon’s breath, orchestrated by the collaborator with Devitt, naturally died in an irreversible manner, completely obliterated. With their leaders gone, the remaining vampires scattered and fled.

In the end, Lucine, the legal loli princess, didn’t seem to make a move, and Violet had no idea where she had gone. Violet was actually quite interested in this legitimate loli.

When she arrived at the prison gate, a new city guard had been stationed here. The corpses and bloodstains left from the recent battle had already been completely cleaned up, but the lingering death aura around the area had not completely dissipated.

Speaking of which, Violet suddenly remembered that she had saved a group of unconscious kingdom soldiers here, about dozens of them. She wondered what happened to those guys afterward.

After all, when she came out of the dungeon that night, it had turned into another battlefield outside, and she didn’t pay much attention to such trivial matters.

Oh well, it didn’t matter. After all, she didn’t rescue them out of a sense of obligation.

Finding a secluded corner, she put on the “Chameleon Cloak” and, in full view of the passing black-armored soldiers, nonchalantly walked into the dungeon.

The first floor of the dungeon looked the same as when she first entered. Although the bodies and bloodstains had been cleared, it seemed somewhat desolate.

After all, at least half of the prison guards here had died in the sudden invasion, and the hundreds of criminals incarcerated here had been wiped out due to Rebecca’s soul-sucking.

Prison guards could be replaced, but criminals wouldn’t magically reappear in the short term. The ones currently held were just small-time thugs taking advantage of the chaos during the recent turmoil, their numbers were not significant.

The true culprits who conspired with Ben and caused the chaos, as well as the powerful individuals, should be on the second floor of the dungeon, guarded by the “Sin Wardens.”

With the concealment of the “Chameleon Cloak” and having been here once before, Violet, acting as a priestess, followed the route from her previous visit. She quickly bypassed the occasionally patrolling prison guards and entered the second floor.

“Although I’ve seen it before, seeing it again still feels quite absurd…”

The reorganized Iron Forest came into view, and the priestess made such an evaluation.

After considering for a moment, Violet decided to remove her cloak, revealing her figure.

Although she didn’t think her invisibility would be exposed, this place was a perilous area full of traps. If she casually walked around, she might trigger a bunch of miscellaneous contraptions within a few steps.

Rather than causing chaos and explaining later, it was better to clarify things right at the entrance.

“Who dares to intrude into this forbidden place? Surrender!”

Sure enough, as soon as Violet dispelled her invisibility, four or five figures in black silk uniforms immediately surrounded her from hidden corners. Behind them were two large steel puppets, looking quite intimidating.

Violet had long sensed their presence.

Raising her hand to signal that she meant no harm, the priestess took out the badge that Edith had given her from her backpack. It was said to be a token of some sort, and she showed it to the Sin Wardens.

“I’m here to see your boss. Can this prove my identity?”

On the heavy badge forged from ink steel, there was a golden mask-shaped pattern, which seemed quite similar to the masks worn by these Sin Wardens.

Seeing this item, the black silk-clad figures exchanged glances and eventually lowered their weapons. One of them stepped forward.

“Oh, it’s you… Leader did mention that a distinguished guest with a token would come to visit soon. Please follow me.”

“Great, thank you.”

“Not at all.”

As the other Sin Wardens returned to their posts, the man led Violet with some hesitation, bypassing numerous trap mechanisms, and finally arrived at a certain door deep within.

“Where is this…?”

The priestess tilted her head because the place the Sin Warden brought her to was not the same room Edith stayed in, which connected to countless prison spaces. It was an entirely different area.

The man turned around, seeming a bit unfamiliar as he grinned. Despite wearing a half-mask, Violet could still sense his smile.

“I saw you and your companion on the battlefield a few days ago. Although there might have been some misunderstandings at the time, I really appreciate the help from both of you. Please allow me to express gratitude on behalf of the comrades who survived because of it.”

With that, he bowed deeply to the black-haired girl, then, as if relieved of a burden, gestured toward the door.

“The leader is inside. Normally, she doesn’t stay in the central area all the time. I’ll take my leave now. Please feel free, and may the spirits bless you, noble guest.”

Afterwards, the man silently exited the area. Throughout the interaction, he didn’t remove his mask or disclose his name.

“Not bad… these people.”

Smiling wryly, the priestess pushed open the door and stepped inside.