This night should have been simple and relaxing, a night of rest and calm.

After clearing his schedule and spending a surprisingly very agreeable afternoon with Arachne, Sol was feeling quite a bit elated today.

His wedding dress was stylish as hell and could become his first true armor, as it had the potential to be elevated to a bona fide divine weapon.

This was great news. Though he did not have an energy source like the Dragon pool, it was not exactly impossible to find a way to obtain the required energy for the item's ascension.

His wedding and potential battle suit aside, he had been feeling more and more excited and giddy. Even his muted feelings could not stand strong in front of this event— his very own wedding, the first with more to come, hopefully.

This was why, even when Milia informed him about the unrest in the east and the proposal to deploy the Rangers, he had accepted without the slightest hesitation. In the first place, his goal in creating that super armor was to reduce human sacrifices.

Protecting his kingdom was his duty.

Sadly for Sol, his good mood did not last long. After all, the second set of news he received was shocking.

Iris Diligentia, Chloe's mother and the Supreme Daughter of Slothein, decided to participate in the wedding. An uninvited guest was coming to Lustburg, and they were required to welcome her, a potential enemy, with open arms.

Sol was now facing a dilemma. Iris was a woman who once followed her father on his adventures during her younger days. She fought alongside Lilith and all the others, and in a way, she was a great contributor to Lustburg's peace.

Should he welcome her as a hero, a friend, a potential enemy, or an enemy?

Should he refuse her entry?

What if it was a trap?

Should he use this as a chance to capture her and use her as bait?

The situation was tangled in such a twisted manner that his actions could be perceived through a completely different lens. Too much deference and the citizens would believe that Lustburg was bowing to Slothein. At the same time, too much hostility, and it might be the spark that would lead to all-out war, and they would be held accountable for the spark.

Sol considered using his Divine Weapon— Eye of Akasha, to explore the potential future, but observing the future of a Blessed was never easy. There were simply too many variables that could lead to a variety of outcomes, which would skew the future, making it nigh unreadable and dubious at best if readable.

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The deeper he tried to observe, the more fog appeared. This proved that the target was at least at the end of the King level or even a Demigod.

Sol tapped his fingers against the table, now alone in his office once again. Milia and Clara were simply too busy, and consulting them on such matters was useless.

Still, though I cannot see much, knowing that the possibility of her becoming an enemy exists is more than enough.

A strong chill emanated from Sol's eyes. If it could be helped, he did not want to face a potential demigod anytime soon. Even more so since he did not have Adam's protection and help anymore.

He had already experienced this during the war in the Astral Realm or even here in the Mortal Realm. But the so-called ranks were nothing but minimum requirements. The difference between two people in the same ranks could be so wide that it was nothing short of ridiculous how someone with such a wide gap could be in the same realm.

In the same way, the likes of Tiamat and Anubis would most likely be able to exterminate dozens of demigods easily.

Well, let's not fall into a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Sol took a deep breath to calm down. He was already going into the mindset of full extermination, which was not the right way.

He was a prince. His first weapon should be words and diplomacy. He needed to stay calm and collected no matter what.

Releasing the breath he had been holding, he finally collected himself enough to calm down. Now come what may, he was sure that he would stay calm.

"Your Highness!"

Sol covered his face when he heard the hurried voice of Clara as she rushed into his office. The competent elf would never act in such a way unless something really wrong happened.

Calm down. Calm down. Zen mode. Relax. Surely this is nothing.

He smiled at Clara, trying to share his composure with the frantic woman.

"What might be the matter?"

Clara cleared her throat and bowed, "I apologize for this unsightly display. I was a little too flustered."

"It's alright. Take a seat, drink the tea. You are not a machine after all. So, what made you like this?"

Clara nodded and took a seat before hurriedly wetting her lips with the tea. Her actions made Sol's smile twitch as worry wormed in his heart. Clara would usually not have accepted his order on the first try.

Just what the hell happened???

"Your Highness. We received a message that the Supreme Daughter of Humilitas decided to join us. An envoy of Southern Pride will come with a projection pearl."

"Oh? That is all? Jasmine joining us is surprising, but it's nothing." He almost released a sigh of relief. He could understand why she was so flustered. After all, Jasmine might have acted like an extremely perverted woman with him, but for the elves, she was still one of the two highest-ranking authorities.

As for the projection pearl, it was not strange. Supreme Daughter was tied to their Kingdom. They were the last bastion of defence in times of war after all. However, there was no war currently. It was normal for her to be cautious.

"That is not all. The Supreme Daughter of Patientia also decided to visit us on that day. Her representative will be Shuten Doji."

"Oh… Well, it's surprising for Kiku to join us. It's not such a big deal. I suppose she decided to participate in the wedding to show us support."

By now, even he could feel that something shifty was happening, but still, he tried to think of it from a rational standpoint.

Kiku was an ally. He had little contact with her as he did not wish to meddle too much with Wratharis. It was Setsuna's territory after all. He had slightly more contact with Shuten Doji, but it was only to the extent of threatening her so that she did not have the wrong ideas about who was the real boss behind the scenes.

He stopped himself when he noticed the awkward expression on Clara's face.

He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Who else? Let me guess, the Supreme daughter of Greed Dike is coming as well? Why stop here? I am sure one of Envilya also sent someone." He said with a joking tone, trying to ease the atmosphere.

However, all Clara did was answer with an awkward smile.

"No…"

"Your Highness."

"Tell me it's some elaborate joke."

"I am sorry."

"Goddesses fucking damnit!" He wished for nothing more than to flip the table in front of him and annihilate it all right then and there.

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