Dazzling banners, flickering arcs, and a cold attitude, these characteristics finally point to one possible identity as a woman:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has arrived!"

She is referred to as "Your Majesty" by the people and courtiers, while some simply call her "Empress." Those close to her address her by her surname, "Lestier," and her full name is Isabella Lestier (with the given name before the surname).

She is an Empress who wears silver armor during her travels and holds a bright golden flag during times of war.

The wind on the top floor blows her long hair draped around her waist, her cherry-colored lips moist, and at this moment, a shallow curve appears on her cold and glamorous face. But this does not mean she is smiling:

"I heard that during the half-day when I couldn't get out of bed, a demon dared to cause trouble in my country?"

Isabella's bangs slightly cover her eyelashes, and the dim purple pupils emit a cold aura.

She suffers from an incurable sleep disorder and can only stay awake for six hours out of the twenty-four-hour day, with the rest of the time spent sleeping.

"If Your Majesty were in good health, our country's territory would not be less than the other two!"

The people often express such sentiments, which indirectly proves Isabella's strength.

Now, the Emperor who has ended her long sleep and awoken from unpleasant dreams is ready to move her muscles and bones.

"Are you going to the battlefield yourself again? This is not something a ruler should do. Please stay in the palace and let us guard the last defense line."

The heartfelt advice from her subordinates cannot penetrate Isabella's beautifully shaped ears. She has her own plans:

"I ask you all: What is ruling? What is a ruler?"

"..."

The elemental energy rushes in from the outside, enveloping the entire body of the person involved in countless purplish-golden rays of light.

Once again, everyone sees her figure at the moment when the arcs attach to Isabella's shoulders and transform into constantly changing wings.

The sky suddenly changes color, with numerous dark thunderclouds appearing, filling the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

With the sound of thunder resounding, the sky and the earth immediately become darker.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, the entire city is shrouded in the might of the thunderstorm.

Isabella's wings tremble, and her body flies up, with her voice echoing down to the ground:

"To rule means to lead in everything, and a ruler is the one who leads all the people, the most powerful person in the country..."

The people of Dibiles have a good mindset!

At first, Wang Xiaole thought that when the Demon Lord entered the city, all the people would be panic-stricken as if facing the end of the world. But after carefully observing the streets, he realized it wasn't the case.

There were indeed many frightened people looking up at the sky, but not everyone. There was a group of people with strong mental resilience who continued to eat and drink as usual.

Some shops and mobile stalls on the street were still open for business, just like in the past.

Due to the obvious reaction of the divine power in his body, Wang Xiaole made up his mind to find the source of this disturbance.

Just as he, a boy in the appearance of a girl, was wandering around the city, a familiar face caught his eye.

Goddess Freya, with a distressed look on her face, stood lurking at the exit of an alley, hiding half of her body in the shadow while pressing her hands against the wall, her gaze wandering following a certain stall.

It was a food stall that also spread layers of cream or chocolate sauce on fruits that needed to be sold.

Freya looked at the food on the stall with anticipation.

After witnessing this scene, Wang Xiaole walked up to the stall, performed a magic trick for the stall owner using his divine power, and then took a chocolate-covered banana from the person's hand.

"You're really miserable, aren't you? Why don't you threaten the stall owner in front of them, saying that if they don't give you offerings, you'll prevent them from winning the lottery for life and eat instant noodles without chopsticks?"

"I am a goddess, not some evil delinquent! How can I stoop to the level of threatening law-abiding citizens?"

Freya spoke defiantly, but as soon as she saw the food that Wang Xiaole handed her, her face immediately relaxed, and she happily took the skewer, chewing it voraciously.

"Thank you, thank you for giving me your big banana."

"Can I say I regret it now? Don't use strange words like that. It's not good to have such an influence on the street.""Anyway, what bad influence can you have now that you look like this? But still, thank you for your warm hospitality, it will be remembered by this goddess."

"It's okay, I don't like snacks and fruits anyway. Just enjoy your meal and remember to go back after you finish."

"Chew, chew... No, it's not working!"

Freya quickly finished the banana, making sure that Wang Xiaole couldn't change his mind, and then said something that furrowed his eyebrows:

"I came to the human world specifically to retrieve the 'Divine Stone.' I can't freely change into beautiful clothes now, and I also need to replenish food for each meal. In short, there are a lot of inconveniences."

"Oh well, it's not easy for you. Take care of yourself. I have something to do, so I won't be your 'trusted big sister' anymore..."

In that instant, the two of them battled with pure reflexes.

Freya might have been wary that Wang Xiaole would run away, so she hugged him from behind like a tailless koala just as he turned around.

"I changed my mind. I'll just give you some random equipment or a 'beginner's guide,' but I absolutely won't give you the 'Divine Stone'!"

Wang Xiaole couldn't escape, considering that Freya's own divine power was so weak that even an ordinary high priest could outmatch her.

It was also for this reason that none of the people Freya had encountered so far associated her with a god with "domineering aura."

Everyone thought of her as an ordinary clergyman, who was poor and couldn't even afford to eat.

Divine power is one of the three major mainstream powers on the continent, along with holy power possessed by humans, and magic power possessed by the demon race.

"Who came up with such a cheesy name? Just thinking about it feels so embarrassing!"

Wang Xiaole quietly ridiculed the setting of this world. In terms of physical interaction, he still tried to persuade Freya to restrain herself.

Due to the last bit of moral constraint deep in his heart, he couldn't simply put aside the "victimized female" and his struggling actions were weak, attracting the attention of the surrounding crowd.

"Can you return my most important treasure? As long as you do that, I'll forget about the incident of peeping on an unmarried goddess changing clothes."

The onlookers in the Demon King City, who found observing buildings boring, were treated to a spectacle in the marketplace.

A few key words triggered the hearts of young girls, and they automatically gathered like moths to a flame without anyone saying a word.

The crowd watched the two unbelievably beautiful girls perform a family melodrama on the street, and their thoughts converged spontaneously:

"So exciting!"

"So exciting!"

"So exciting!"

Wang Xiaole, who rarely entered social circles, couldn't get used to being stared at by everyone. He could only resort to cunning reasoning from the side:

"Freya, you should remember your identity. How can you ask for things from an ordinary person wandering outside?"

"Huh, but the 'Divine Stone' is mine. You clearly took it from me!"

"It seems like you haven't understood the situation. Let me slowly explain it to you."

Wang Xiaole placed his right hand on Freya's fragrant shoulder and faced her directly, like the most honest face in the world, using his sincere aura to influence her.

Suddenly----the explanation formula is as follows:

Wang Xiaole helped save the city→that means he helped Freya→he shouldn't help for free→he should receive some symbolic reward ('Divine Stone')

→He will return the 'Divine Stone' afterwards→that means he didn't really accept any rewards→Wang Xiaole emphasized the final conclusion:

"I won't accept any rewards for helping you! I never intended to be negligent in my duties, and I treated you to a big banana. After doing so many good things, do you still want to accuse me?"

As the saying goes, if you take the bark off a tree, it will surely die. The second half of the saying that everyone knows well is perfectly suited to describe Wang Xiaole's behavior.

The key is that Freya believed him!

Unlike Lucia, who only turns silly during the love stage, the goddess only had an IQ of 36, but she was fine in other aspects.

She clasped her ten fingers in self-blame, twirled in circles on the ground with her feather shoes, and lowered her head in shame:

"I'm sorry, I didn't think so complicatedly for a moment and misunderstood a pure heart...""It's okay, even gods make mistakes, I forgive you!" The party that needs to apologize expresses forgiveness in a "tolerant and generous" manner. The surrounding audience, who are not aware of the situation, mistakenly believe that this is "someone who selflessly helps a girl in distress once again, showcasing a touching story." Applause echoes throughout the room, growing louder and louder, making Wang Xiaole realize that, just now, he has lost a bit of his integrity.

Boom boom boom! A loud explosion grabs Wang Xiaole's attention. The explosion occurs in the location of the Demon King's castle. Upon seeing the thick smoke billowing out, his facial muscles slowly stiffen.

"In that direction..." Wang Xiaole's demeanor immediately changes. If he had previously appeared similar to the head of a pyramid scheme organization, he now exudes a faint scent of blood, as if an enraged lion.

Freya, who was unable to make a choice, follows him outside. As the goddess with poor stamina runs, she struggles and cries out, "After coming down to the mortal realm, I can't go back. You have to take responsibility for me!" In her intermittent efforts to catch up, Freya's experience serves as a lesson to the onlookers - regular physical exercise is necessary.

Five minutes earlier, when Lucia went to pick up takeout: "Here are all the items you ordered. After receiving the delivery, please leave a review for my service. May I ask if you would like to give a good review, an excellent review, or an outstanding review?" A dragon, large enough to cover an entire square, holds a box of food wrapped in paper with a menacing smile (mainly because its face is terrifying) and greets the customer. The gender of the dragon cannot be discerned, but it is certain that it is obsessed with receiving positive reviews. If customers cannot give a satisfactory rating, they will be penalized upon returning. Such is the pitiful life of a delivery worker. To eliminate any potential negative reviews, these "delivery guys" often howl at the moon on every full moon, imitating werewolves. Their "dragon clan's beautiful voice" forces customers to give good reviews. Lucia does not want to experience their "service" even once, so she always gives good reviews.