The next day, in the early morning, the sun rose. The morning light shone on the entire city, everything looked so beautiful.

A team of cavalry appeared in the city. They rode tall, spirited horses, wearing silver armor, helmets, and wielding sharp weapons. The hooves of their war horses galloped continuously, kicking up dust and leaving uneven marks on the ground. Their pace was steady, exuding a cold and majestic aura.

They were the guards of the Sleepless City, responsible for protecting its safety.

In the palace, Iris, sitting on the bed, slowly opened her eyes with a slight smile on her lips. "I've found you... Lilia..."

As a result, Iris also paid some price. Her Warlock Arts magic malfunctioned for three days, which was nothing to her. After all, she had many other means of combat, and there was no need for battles recently.

"Your Majesty, your breakfast is ready. Please come and have it." Candace walked into the room, bowing respectfully to Iris and said.

"Okay." Iris nodded slightly and then got up from the bed and walked out.

The two arrived at the dining hall where the table was filled with a sumptuous breakfast, a feast for the eyes.

"We don't need to prepare so much breakfast in the future. It's too wasteful," Iris glanced at the table and said to Candace beside her.

"Yes." Candace nodded slightly, her face showing an expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask.

"Do you have something to say?" Iris noticed Candace's abnormality and asked.

"Your Majesty, are you really Princess Iris? Why have you changed so much?" Candace asked.

"Hehe." Iris chuckled lightly, "I stole everything from Iris, do you believe that?"

"W-What? Steal everything?" Candace widened her mouth in astonishment. Her expression was extremely exaggerated, as if she had been greatly shocked.

"Hehe." Iris laughed.

Candace didn't believe it. She shook her head and said, "There is no such magic in the world. How is it possible to steal everything from someone?"

Iris smiled indifferently and continued eating.

Her demeanor was elegant and graceful, the epitome of the Cecilia royal family.

Now, Candace was sure that the girl in front of her was Princess Iris, but she didn't know why her appearance had changed.

"Now that you have the answers in your heart, what other doubts do you have?" Iris put down her utensils, looked up at Candace beside her, and smiled.

"Who is the girl with the veil?" Candace asked.

"I picked her up in the forest and left her as a playmate for Baiying, that's all," Iris said lightly, with no extra expression on her face, as if it was not important at all.

"Your Majesty... I..." Candace wanted to ask more, but Iris interrupted her.

"I'm full, give the leftover dishes to the maids. Just remember that I am the legitimate Cecilia royal family, the Empress you should be loyal to. Whether I am Lingxi or Iris, it doesn't matter." Iris stood up and walked away with a proud figure, as if there was nothing in the world that could make her lower her noble head.

"Yes!" Candace looked at Iris's proud figure, lowered her head, and softly responded.

...

"You go gather one hundred Black Armor Demons, we're going to visit a relative." Iris instructed a Black Armor Demon named Saifen.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Saifen bowed and quickly disappeared.

After a while, the one hundred Black Armor Demons gathered in the grand hall. They wore black armor, carried curved swords, and looked menacing one by one.

"Pay respects to Your Majesty!" The Black Armor Demons knelt down on one knee, saluting in unison.

"You may rise." Iris slightly raised her right arm, letting the Black Armor Demons stand up straight.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Black Armor Demons stood up.

"You will accompany me to visit a relative." With these words, Iris spread her blood wings and flew towards the sky.

The Black Armor Demons followed closely behind.

...

An hour later, Iris led the one hundred Black Armor Demons to appear in front of a temple. The temple had been abandoned for a long time, surrounded by overgrown weeds and sparse trees. It had clearly been abandoned for a long time, and no one was willing to live here.

The plaque of the temple is old and dilapidated, covered with cracks, and there is a constant danger of collapse.

Inside the temple, Dugu senses the approach of danger. He draws his sword from his waist and points it straight at the gate. Cold sweat drips down his forehead, and a strong murderous aura fills the air outside the gate.

As long as the other party enters the temple, Dugu will choose to fight to the death.

Looking at the dilapidated temple, Iris furrows her brows.

"The ruler of a great nation has fallen to the point of staying in such a broken temple? It's ridiculous," Iris sneered.

Iris wields her elemental sword and walks towards the temple. When she steps on the cracked steps, they creak and seem unable to bear the pressure, ready to collapse at any moment.

Iris kicks open the door, and Dugu rushes forward with a quick step, swinging his sword towards Iris with a fierce and intense killing intent.

"Hmph," Iris coldly snorted, dodging Dugu's attack with a sideways move, and then kicks him out of the temple.

Seeing this, the Black Armored Demon immediately subdued Dugu and pressed him to the ground.

"Your Majesty, run!" Dugu shouts loudly, struggling to get up with his hands on the ground.

Seeing Dugu still yelling, Sefen puts a cloth over his mouth, making it impossible for him to speak.

Iris stands at the entrance of the temple, watching Lilia's back, and couldn't help but taunt, "Isn't this our great and holy Your Majesty? Why would you want to become a nun here? Can a nun without shaved hair be called a nun? How about this, Lilia, shave your head and kneel down to beg for forgiveness, and I won't subject you to torture. Instead, you can serve me as a maid. What do you think?"

Lilia doesn't respond, still sitting on the straw bed, motionless.

"Don't want to?" Iris smiled.

Lilia remained silent, sitting quietly as if she hadn't heard what Iris was saying.

Iris narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold light flashing in her eyes, "Since you don't want to, don't blame me for taking action against you."

Iris's left hand emits a platinum flame, and she steps towards Lilia step by step.

Fearing that Lilia might do something tricky, Iris is very cautious with each step.

When Iris stands behind Lilia, she still has no reaction, as if she were a statue.

Suddenly, Iris smells a strong smell of blood, coincidentally emitted from Lilia's body.

She gently pats Lilia's shoulder and calls out softly, "Lilia?"

Lilia turns her head and looks at Iris, "Who is Lilia?" Her words sound unclear, and she can't understand what she is saying.

Lilia's lips are as dry as plaster and could seemingly crumble at any moment. Her eyes are lifeless, without a trace of light, and she looks extremely weary.

"What are you talking about! Speak in a language I understand!" Iris angrily demands.

When Lilia sees the teardrop mark under Iris's left eye, she mutters, "The one with a teardrop mark under the left eye is Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan..."

She reaches out her blood-stained hand, wanting to hug Iris.

Iris quickly steps back, avoiding Lilia's touch, causing Lilia to embrace emptiness and fall from the straw bed.

"Ah!" Lilia cries out in pain, then starts to cry like a child, constantly muttering, "The one with a teardrop mark under the left eye is Xiao Yan..."

Among these words, Iris only understands Xiao Yan, unable to comprehend the rest.

Iris takes a deep breath, calms her anger, and then looks at a demon physician, "Examine her injuries and mental state."

"Yes, Your Majesty," the physician respectfully replies.

The physician approaches Lilia and uses healing magic to treat her injuries. At the same time, he scans Lilia's brain with an instrument, trying to understand her condition.

After a thorough examination, the physician stands up and reports to Iris, "Your Majesty, this person has neurological disorder, declining language and memory functions, severe mental illness, and a slight anemia."

Lilia saw a mole under the left eye of this female demon physician and immediately exclaimed happily, "Xiaoyuan... Xiaoyuan..."

Lilia held onto the doctor's arm and shook it like a child, constantly shouting.

Iris looked at the demon physician and wondered why Lilia called her Xiao Yuan as soon as she met someone.

"Lift up your head and let me see your face," Iris said to the physician.

Upon hearing this, the female demon physician immediately raised her head.

"What is your name?" Iris asked.

"Your Majesty, I am called Aliya," she replied. Her face turned slightly red, and her eyes were filled with a spring-like affection, as if she was in love.

In the demon race, every female demon admires Chaos, including the Demon Generals who have obtained their ranks, of course, there are exceptions, such as the pure white demon ranked fifth in the hierarchy. Her admiration and loyalty to Chaos have reached an incomprehensible, even abnormal, level.

"I don't get it," Iris murmured to herself. She couldn't understand why Lilia would call Aliya Xiao Yuan.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Aliya asked curiously.

"Can she recover her memory, language, and psychological problems?" Iris asked.

"Her language function can be fully restored, but there may be some memory loss, although there is also a chance of complete recovery. As for the psychological problems... it's difficult, and there is a possibility that they cannot be cured. After all, mental illnesses also require treatment with medicine for the mind, and I do not know the root cause of her psychological problems and cannot cure them," Aliya replied.

Iris nodded slightly. She must make Lilia return to normal. What fun is there in tormenting someone with intellectual disabilities who cannot even speak? She wants Lilia to live in eternal guilt and be willing to be tormented by her for a lifetime.

Now Lilia is almost like someone with intellectual disabilities who can only say "aba aba". The only difference is that people can understand what those with intellectual disabilities say, but Lilia only mutters one sentence. In this sentence, only two words can be clearly heard, and that is "Iri."

Afterwards, Iris took Lilia back home.