Oriana Kingdom, on the second night after Sino's departure.
After Lady Epsilon had arranged everything, she sought out Number 559 alone.
"Is there something Lady Epsilon needs?"
"What was that night like?" Lady Epsilon asked.
"What are you saying? I don't understand!"
"That night, related to Lord Shadow!"
"I don't understand what Lady Epsilon is talking about!"
Lady Epsilon raised her hand, controlling a mass of slime to form a rope, which immediately bound Number 559 and hoisted her up.
"Don't play dumb with me. Tell me clearly, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I won't be so polite!"
"Hmph! Even if you kill me, I won't say anything. That's a unique memory between Lord Shadow and me. I won't share it with anyone!"
Number 559 said with an expression of heroic sacrifice.
Lady Epsilon took out a few small knives.
"If I were to cut a line on your face..."
Number 559 closed her eyes.
"I won't say it, not even if I die!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"
"First Gamma, then Beta, then Delta, and even you are ahead of me! Damn it!"
Lady Epsilon released Number 559 from her restraints.
It can only be said that jealousy makes one unrecognizable.
Lady Epsilon desperately wanted to grasp the future.
But the future slipped away right under her nose.
"If only I had been more proactive back then! Damn it!"
Lady Epsilon slammed her fist against the wall.
The wall was directly punched through, leaving a large hole.
"Oh, by the way, Lady Epsilon, Lord Shadow really likes that!"
Number 559 puffed out her chest and said.
Lady Epsilon's face was exceptionally grim.
"Do you want to die?"
Lady Epsilon made no attempt to hide her killing intent.
"I'm just telling the truth!"
Number 559 stood tall, chest out, completely unafraid of Lady Epsilon.
Number 599 never feared death.
Lady Epsilon left; she was just trying to scare Number 559 and certainly wouldn't resort to violence.
Lady Epsilon disguised herself thoroughly and began to seek out people with seemingly good figures, directly grabbing them into an alley and asking them what they usually ate.
To seize the future, Lady Epsilon would stop at nothing... within the Oriana Kingdom.
Ross's mother was tied up with ropes.
"Mother, I know everything! Why did you conspire with Duke Doem to frame Father King!" Ross said.
"Ross, what are you talking about? I don't know anything!"
"Stop pretending. The things in Father's food are definitely related to you. I've asked the palace chefs; the cooks change every few days. The only person who has consistently had access to Father King's food is you!"
"Ross, what are you saying? I am your mother; how could I frame your father!"
The King of Oriana walked over.
"Since you're unwilling to admit it, I won't force you."
"Release her!"
For this woman, Gluck was completely disappointed, but a hundred days of kindness in a day of marriage meant he couldn't bring himself to be cruel.
"Ross, my three meals a day are entrusted to you!"
"Father King, please rest assured, I will guarantee your safety!"
...Inside Doem's room, a mirror lit up.
"Doem, you've disappointed me greatly!" A voice came from the mirror.
"My Lord, please give me more time; I can definitely control the King!"
"You only have one week. This is your final deadline!"
Doem decided to go all out; with just three days' dosage, the Old King would completely lose consciousness and become a puppet.
He planned to use force directly.