“Ms. Enya, do you know where… people go after they die?”
Enya did not answer the question.
She knew, of course. After death, the Soul breaks from a whole into fragments like snowflakes, returning to the ceaseless tides of the Spirit Sea.
This was the most realistic and cruel answer.
However, within the classics of various churches, there was always a beautiful Goddess’s Kingdom.
It was said that after death, the souls of the virtuous would be guided into the kingdom, never to suffer the hardships of birth, aging, sickness, or death again.
As for whether the Goddess’s Kingdom was real…
Enya did not dare to say for certain.
But those divine kingdoms did indeed exist, and their way of operating was very mysterious, likely related to a higher Order of Magic.
The Fat Merchant received no definitive answer. He leaned against a stone and closed his eyes, dying in that wordless, tragic sorrow.
Enya turned her head slightly, casting her gaze upon the two people still alive.
The Old Butler named Parit kept his head bowed.
He did not attempt to persuade or question the final decision made by the Fat Merchant.
The black-haired Maid, Lucia, looked up to steal a glance at Enya. When Enya looked over, she immediately lowered her head in fear.
Enya looked down at the cloth-covered birdcage in her hand.
She reached out and pulled the fabric away, revealing the Golden Birdcage and the beautiful woman’s head.
“Ah!!!”
A young girl’s scream rang out.
Lucia’s eyes widened as she stared at the woman’s head inside the **Golden Birdcage**. Her breathing became rapid as she shook uncontrollably.
After all, the head inside that cage was a living head that could blink!
Ignoring the terrified Lucia, Enya lifted the cage and turned Sylvia’s face toward her own, asking in a flat tone, “Is the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce very wealthy?”
The corners of Sylvia’s mouth twitched.
Seeing that she did not respond, Enya chuckled softly and added, “I didn’t sew the Information Girl’s mouth shut, did I?”
“It is quite wealthy,” Sylvia replied.
Sylvia did not discuss matters regarding the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce with Enya in front of the butler, Parit, or the maid, Lucia.
Enya lowered the birdcage and turned to look at the two Humans.
“My deal with him has already begun. The Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce is mine now. I will give you one chance to choose: leave, or continue to stay at the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce. Tell me your answer in 1 minute.”
Hearing this, Parit snapped his head up, his eyes wide as he stared at Enya.
Even if… the Master had used the entire chamber of commerce as a bargaining chip, until the deal was completed, the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce still belonged to the Master.
Yet Enya had claimed ownership in advance.
Was this not a bit too arrogant?
Old Butler Parit intended to say something, but when he met Enya’s calm, bottomless Dragon Eyes, his heart jolted.
His old bones nearly failed him, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.
He bowed his head, resting his hands on his knees as he tried his best to keep his back straight.
However, facing such a mysterious and powerful existence, the pressure was not something his hands alone could withstand.
While Parit was struggling, Lucia stood up next to him.
She wiped away her tears and looked at Enya with red, swollen eyes. Her hands gripped her skirt tightly as she summoned the last of her courage to speak.
“I… I choose to stay!”
After Lucia made her choice, Parit remained silent for a moment before giving his response to Enya’s question.
“Beautiful and noble Lady, please allow me to stay as well. The Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce is the result of the Master’s lifelong efforts. I cannot simply abandon it.”
“Heh.”
Enya gave a light smile. She was not surprised by this scene. If Parit or Lucia had chosen to leave…
That would have made things difficult for her.
The fact that both were staying was the best possible outcome.
Enya drew a Dark Gold Cube from the Void and tossed it to Lucia.
The maid’s reactions were a bit slow; after being hit in the head by it, she hurriedly caught the black crystal.
Lucia held the black Magic Crystal in both hands, her eyes fixed upon it.
The crystal was not heavy, and it was carved with intricate Magic Symbols.
At a glance, it was clearly a unit capable of releasing Magic.
“Beautiful and noble Lady, this is…”
Parit was someone who recognized quality. His eyes widened when he saw the crystal, and his voice could not help but tremble.
Enya said indifferently, “As long as you inject Magic Power, it can expand a barrier that allows others to ignore your presence.
Take this and go to the small Town just ahead. Find a place to stay and wait for me to find you.”
While flying over, Enya had spotted a Town not far away.
After saying this, she did not bother with what the two were thinking. Once Magic Power was injected into the wings on her back, they grew rapidly.
When fully unfurled, Enya’s wingspan exceeded 4 meters.
Enya’s figure quickly vanished from the ground, turning into a silver star in the sky as she streaked toward the distant horizon.
Watching this, Lucia slowly sat down on the grass.
She hugged her chest and lowered her head, muttering to herself, “All of this feels like a nightmare. I… I really wish… I could wake up from this dream.”
Two crystal-like tears fell.
She had been crying for a long time, and her tears had long since run dry, yet she still wanted to use crying to vent her emotions.
After waiting for a while, Parit walked over and gently patted Lucia’s back.
He let out a long sigh and said, “Lucia, let us bury the Master and the Miss together. This is the last thing we can do for them.”
Lucia silently stood up.
Enya did not fly directly toward Red Pine City; instead, she landed in White Stone City.
In the master bedroom of a luxurious Estate.
She landed on the balcony window and pushed open the French doors to enter.
The wind from outside blew in, causing the curtains surrounding the large bed to sway. Enya walked to the bedside and yanked the curtains open.
At that moment, a grey-haired woman wearing a rose-red nightgown was lying on the large bed. Enya could not help but take a deep breath upon seeing her.
The woman on the bed seemed to be sleeping soundly.
She even turned over in front of Enya, kicking away the thin sheet to reveal her fair, tender thighs.
Enya rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed.
‘I brought this on myself.’
She reached out, placed her hand against the side of the grey-haired woman’s face, and peeled it off in one go. Suddenly, the grey-haired scholar was no longer on the bed.
*Slap!*
Wendy felt a stinging pain on her thigh. She woke from her beautiful dream and blearily opened her eyes to see the figure sitting by the bed. It was a woman with silver hair and a black dress.
*Slap!*
Enya controlled her tail and whipped Wendy’s leg hard. This strike finally jolted Wendy awake.
“Ah!!!”
The Forest Elf girl shrieked.
Enya tilted her head and asked Wendy expressionlessly, “Do I look that frightening? It seems I really should wear my Armor to cover my face so everyone doesn’t get a fright the moment they see me.”
“Huh?!”
Wendy had already recognized from the voice that the woman before her was her “Predecessor.” She immediately scrambled into a kneeling prostration on the bed.
“No, no! Predecessor is super, incredibly beautiful! So beautiful that one look makes me want to explode! Predecessor is just so beautiful that I was startled!”
Enya was momentarily stunned by Wendy’s sudden prostration, and her silence caused cold sweat to bead on Wendy’s forehead.
The Forest Elf girl hurriedly added, “Predecessor, I adore you!”
Immediately following that, Wendy knocked her head hard against the soft bed in a deep bow toward Enya.
“Hehehe, what an interesting girl.”
Enya laughed aloud, sounding like an entirely different person compared to when she faced Parit and Lucia.
Once she had laughed her fill, she reached out and pressed her hand on Wendy’s head, speaking softly to the Elf.
“Alright, I don’t mean to blame you.”
“Thank you, Predecessor!”
Wendy looked up and rubbed her head against Enya’s hand like a kitten. Enya was not stingy with her affection and even specifically noted, “Sigh, you’re the only one left by my side.”
“Huh?!”
Wendy’s eyes widened as she looked at Enya.
Enya told her that Sophia and Nina had each gone their separate ways, and that everyone had a bright future ahead of them.
“But, Wendy, you owe me money, so you can’t leave.”
The moment she heard about the money, Wendy’s excitement withered instantly. She returned to her cowardly state, submissively huddling beside Enya.
Throughout the day, Wendy had thought things through clearly. As long as she served her Predecessor well, money wouldn’t be an issue!
While Enya stroked this little “kitten” with light green hair, she observed the girl’s hopeful expression with interest.
After a moment, Enya said to Wendy, “Wendy, you’ll work for me from now on. I’ll pay you 20 gold coins a month.”
“Thank you, Predecessor!”
Hearing the 20 gold coins a month, Wendy felt her freedom was within reach. She could stay by her Predecessor’s side and earn even more…
Hehehe.
As she thought about it, Wendy developed a silly, doting grin.
Enya pinched her cheek and laughed. “But there is one requirement. You must wear a Maid outfit, do whatever I say, and you must learn the Human language. Additionally, there are many other things you’ll need to master. Well, I’ll teach you slowly over time. We’re both long-lived species anyway, right, my studious Elf Maid, Miss Wendy?”
“…Yes, yes, Predecessor! I am the studious Elf Maid, Wendy!”
Wendy looked as though she was about to cry through her smile.
Enya, however, was exceptionally satisfied—even physically and mentally refreshed.
She finally understood the feeling Eliv had when educating the little ones.
Looking at Wendy’s miserable expression, Enya only felt one thing—
Satisfying!
The next morning, at dawn.
The busy figures of maids within the Estate had increased in number.
Enya put on the Mask of a Thousand Faces, becoming that “Ms. Enya.”
With her grey hair pinned up and wearing a Black Cloak, Enya thought about the Cicada Shell she had stored in her mind—the one suspected to be the Goddess of Night’s physical body before her ascension.
Enya hesitated over whether she should give it to Antiros.
She was mainly afraid that if Antiros got her hands on it, she would create something bizarre and send it back to Enya.
The **Cicada Shell** of the **Goddess of Night**?
It was just a rare **Material**, after all!