Squeak—bang.

The heavy door slammed shut with a loud bang, and two figures stood outside, sighing in unison.

"Why didn't we find anything?"

Ciella held her head, wanting to bang it against the wall. Damn it, she thought she had found a crucial clue, but after carefully observing the eight Elf individuals who were currently locked up and suspected to be "alleged black Elves," she didn't find any signs of disguise using magical laws.

"No, I can't bear it anymore. Should we just use the soul-searching spell?" Ciella lowered her head and pondered for a moment, turning back.

"Stop right there." Lucius grabbed the back collar of this guy's clothes. "If you use that soul-searching spell, everyone will be dead. And if you wrongly accuse someone, the Elf Kingdom will come after you. Are you ready to take responsibility?"

The soul-searching spell directly manipulates the mind, but if it is used to gather information, the target of the spell is likely to suffer mental shock and may die accidentally. The best scenario would be damage to the soul level.

This was the helplessness of being a leader of the academy. There were too many things to consider. If it were just Ciella alone, she would have immediately cast the soul-searching spell. After all, even if someone died, both herself and the Elf King were Holy Ranks. Who would be afraid of whom?

But if it were just one person, there was no need to worry about the safety of the entire academy city.

"Yeah, you're right." Still hitting a wall, the academy head slumped.

"In any case, let's wait for a reply from the Elf Kingdom. We should have the results by tomorrow at the latest." Lucius yawned and walked leisurely along the corridor.

Compared to humans, the population of the Elves was much smaller. However, due to their talent in magic, the Elf Kingdom had a higher level of magical literacy than humans. For example, they had a magic mark that could record personal information, making it easy to confirm whether an Elf was a citizen of the kingdom.

Moreover, the Watchers of the academy happened to have a long-term presence in the Elf Kingdom, which made investigations more convenient.

"Hmm, you're right." Ciella touched her chin, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Then let's continue to... continue to protect Coco."

"Hmm?" Stare—

"Let's continue to... follow and protect Coco." Ciella quickly corrected herself.

...

The perspective returned to Tiran and Aya.

After finishing their discussion with Gaia Academy, the princess's mood finally lightened. As for the other matters, she didn't need to worry too much.

Over the next four days, she wandered around the city with Aya and little Angel, going to various venues to watch the matches. Eventually, they got tired of the matches and returned to being homebodies.

After all, the princess's initial purpose was to take shelter in Milt and avoid trouble. Who would have thought that she would not only find clues about the time travel but also provide her currently embattled father with a possible solution?

Now, the self-proclaimed great princess was lying on her bed, eagerly reading manga, while Aya also read manga beside her.

At first, Tiran recommended a manga by a guy named Ciella, but Aya refused. It wasn't until Aya read a specially recommended booklet by the princess that...

Emma, it's so good.

"Although it seems like all the troublesome things have been resolved, why do I feel like I forgot something?" Tiran suddenly put down the manga in his hand, speaking to himself in deep thought.

"Should we tell His Majesty the King?"

"Makes sense," the princess nodded, thinking that she should probably explain the Chu Empire's request to her father. But then again, did he send her here knowing that Starian would come to make this request?

The more she thought about it, the more she found this guy unfathomable. Tiran's face darkened. No, no, no, it couldn't be possible. Her father, besides being obsessed with spoiling his daughter, was just an expert in nothing else. That was the correct persona!

She looked down and rummaged in the storage bracelet for a while before taking out a device shaped like a hand mirror. It was technically a hand mirror, but this one was enchanted by the old witch... no, wait, it was enchanted by the court wizard, using alchemy.

As for its function, besides real-time video chatting, it was useless. Tch, what a waste. How come they didn't make a game console instead of this thing?

— If the court wizard who made the device heard this, he would probably explode with anger.

The activation of the device required magic, something Tiran couldn't do. However, with Aya by her side, there was no problem.

Tiran watched as Aya activated the hand mirror with a bit of magic on her fingertips and couldn't help but sigh with admiration.

Aya, you're so useful.

After activation, the mirror's surface emitted a faint blue light. Then, it rippled like a stone being thrown into water, and soon, a face that resembled Tiran's by 70-80% emerged on the mirror. The person in the image, Granzon, hadn't noticed Tiran yet. He was fully immersed in his work, holding a ruler and a pencil as he made circles and lines on the battle map on his desk. His silvery hair fell over his forehead, partially obscuring his eyes. His lips were slightly pursed, as if contemplating something.

"Oh, oh, if you look carefully, my old man is actually quite handsome. No wonder he managed to deceive my mother. Even I'm a little tempted," Tiran said.

"Your words are dangerous, miss..." Aya wiped off some cold sweats and put down her manga, curiosity overtaking her.

"I was just saying. But Aya, you better not get seduced. You're my maid, and my father is very faithful," Tiran pinched Aya's cheek and said seriously.

"I definitely won't... Wait, what are you saying? I don't like men, so why do you suddenly see me as that kind of character?" Aya suddenly realized Tiran's thoughts had taken a questionable direction.

"Then... don't seduce my father. Although I find some of his exaggerated behaviors disgusting, we still need to maintain our family relationship," Tiran said.

"Are you joking?" Aya was silent for a moment before speaking up.

"I'm serious. By the way, it's been a long time since you last wore women's clothing. I want to see it," the princess got up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and spoke seriously to Aya.

Okay, joking again.

Granzon, on the other side of the mirror, finally noticed that there was something happening in the hand mirror he had been leaving on the desk. After staring at the image in the mirror for a second, he immediately flipped the mirror and placed it face down on the table. Tiran's view went black.

"Hey, dumb dad, what are you doing? I can't see anything now!"

The darkness didn't last too long, maybe a minute, before the image returned. However, the restored image left Tiran speechless.

Compared to the casual outfit that was almost like pajamas from before, he was now dressed in a white formal suit. His hair had been simply tidied up, somewhat messy but unexpectedly stylish. The most flamboyant part was the rose he had placed in his mouth.

That's right, this is the father she's familiar with. The princess silently said in her heart.

Please please, keep Ru Li's clothes for me!

"Ah ah ah! Little Tiran, Daddy, I missed you so much! I thought something happened to you since we haven't seen each other for so long!"

"Cut it out! And what's with your outfit? Are you having a second spring in life? If you're feeling passionate, go find my mom, don't use your pick-up artist skills on me!"

"Huh? You mean this outfit? I prepared it beforehand for video chatting with my dear daughter. It can be changed anytime. I'm really good at changing clothes thanks to my training in the military."

Hmm, I see.

"Aya senpai, what are they doing?" Little Angel, who had just entered from outside, saw Tiran gesturing and talking to the mirror and was confused. She blinked innocently and pointed at Tiran, asking.

"It's a routine operation. Just watch and don't ask any questions."

On the other side of the mirror, it seemed that a certain king, who had been suppressing his longing for his daughter for too long, also received some kind of punishment from the female chamberlain. After an indescribable lesson, even the roses withered, and he obediently sat back in his seat.

"Let's talk about it later if you care about me." Tiran sorted out his thoughts, which were interrupted by his dad's sudden tease, and prepared to report what had happened these days.

"First of all, your daughter, me, is doing well at the academy. By the way, do you and Ciella have some secret affair?"

Knock knock knock.

"Huh?" Granzon was stunned for a moment.

"Your Majesty?! Have you done something to offend Her Majesty the Queen?"

"Well, that's not the point." Princess, with no expression on her face, retaliated against her dad by tossing a bomb at him. It seemed that she had nothing to do with the chaos on the other side. "And then, the second thing, someone found out that I dropped from Holy Rank."

Knock knock knock.

"Wait, Delua! We have more important matters to discuss... huh? Little Tiran, what did you say? You've been exposed? What happened?"

"Accidentally fought with a black Elf who invaded the academy. Although it's unlikely that my older brother would hear about it, it's better to be prepared. Dad, be careful."

"Well, don't worry. Your dad is the renowned War King. I may not be good at other things, but I'm certainly not weak in battles. That kid Brad..." Granzon was about to make some jokes, but suddenly remembered the message from Seem the Star that was delivered earlier.

"Didn't catch Brad. An unexpected person interfered and brought me back to the Eastern Continent. Be careful, the enemy is not just your little troublemaker at home."

It seems that I really need to take this seriously. An unexpected person, huh?

Knock knock knock.

"And the third thing, I have accepted a commission from the West Empire Chu."

"A commission? What kind of commission?"

Huh?

"It's... a commission to help seize the throne. Don't tell me you don't know." Tiran's face turned dark.

"Seize the throne? And it's from West Empire Chu? Hold on, we can't interfere in the internal affairs of other countries!"

"It's not like I did it on purpose," Tiran huffed, "They asked for your daughter's help, what can I do? But if I succeed in helping the third prince seize the throne, they're ready to send a large army across the sea to help us."

"...I see." Granzon calmed down. He had actually mentioned to Seem before about whether they could obtain support from West Chu to counter the threats from neighboring hostile countries, but he didn't get a definite answer.

I didn't expect to use such a commission as an exchange. That guy didn't lose out at all.

"Got it. Let go and do it, but be sure to keep yourself safe."

Ending the video call quickly, Tiran put away the handheld mirror and lay back down, looking relaxed. "There shouldn't be anything else now."

Thump thump thump. Thump thump thump. Thump thump thump.

"Hey, I've been hearing that sound since earlier. Is there something going on?"

"Yeah, knocking sound? Aya, go answer the door." Buried in the soft bed, feeling so comfortable, Tiran was already a useless person.

"No, going downstairs is such a hassle. Keifeizi, you go." Lying on the bed, Aya also felt like a lazy dragon.

"Huh? Me? Um... alright." Little Angel, who was about to start eating a bag of cream cookies, paused for a moment.

After a while.

"Aya-senpai, I'm back. There's a guest waiting in the living room downstairs. It seems to be called Petra, a third-level student at the academy."

The useless person and the lazy dragon looked at each other, blinked in confusion.

Well, now they remembered that there was something they hadn't done.