"All you’re doing is making those perpetrators think what they do is perfectly justified, so they’ll oppress our compatriots even more recklessly than before."

"Full of pretty words, what complete bullshit!" Cervantes waved his hand.

"What right do you have to dress those words up as righteous? ’Compatriots’? You damned bastard, just to defend your own position you can spit out something this against-your-conscience."

Cervantes suddenly burst into loud laughter.

The calm on his face was completely torn apart by rage; the usual gentle, courteous image was gone as he locked his gaze on Xu Xiaoyou.

"I really did underestimate your shamelessness."

"*#Muted#OE3604*!"

Xu Xiaoyou froze, her expression stiffening on her face.

Angelina’s pupils shrank to needlepoints; she summoned her spear and swept her gaze around.

"It’s Assassin’s Creed!"

"I’ve wanted to ask from the very beginning." Cervantes walked forward slowly, those pale red eyes seeming to engrave Xu Xiaoyou into them.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You randomly get on stage and spew some indignant, righteous-sounding crap—where does your confidence come from, what gives you the right to say any of that?"

Cervantes’s shout cut off the Skyline Sect members’ discussion below the stage.

"This guy is not our Savior ’Princess’ at all, but a lunatic who just happens to be called ’Princess’."

All eyes converged. Xu Xiaoyou paused where she stood; the hand reaching toward her chest stopped midair. A bronze coin lay in her arms, catching the light.

Cervantes circled around her.

"You’re the Steward of Skyline City’s southern district, suffering from split personality. On the surface you’re a server at Night Rose Sea, in reality you’re a dog working for Hera. Do you need me to spell out your background in more detail?"

Cervantes lifted his head:

"I can understand how you worship our Commander, but unfortunately, an imitator is only an imitator. You need to recognize reality."

"I said, I’m only looking for ’Princess’. Once I find her, I’ll return all authority to her."

Cervantes clapped his hands.

The spotlight locked onto one point. A girl in an opulent gown slowly walked out; it was as if gold was flowing in her dazzling long hair as she lifted her striking, beautiful eyes.

Xu Xiaoyou’s breathing grew a little rapid. She looked at the girl whose mannerisms and face were identical to her own; her fist tightened slightly as she drifted forward in a daze. Seeing this, Angelina sprang into motion.

The situation flipped in an instant!

She had miscalculated.

She really had miscalculated.

She’d actually made such a basic mistake.

Xu Xiaoyou recalled how before the competition, Tang Xin had warned her over and over again to put down her arrogance.

Everyone around her had seen her arrogance; only she herself had not.

Or maybe she had seen it too—she just couldn’t put it down because of that same arrogance.

She trusted her own ability too much.

To think she’d step into such an obvious trap.

From the very beginning, the game had been hinting to her, openly and implicitly, that she was not ’Princess’—just a server named Princess. Her true identity was the southern Steward; the "split personality" was a metaphor, stressing that she only believed herself to be ’Princess’.

In this instance, the system had regenerated an NPC version of ’Princess’ to replace the her who had led the Bionics’ revolt in "Label Express".

And she was only a Steward named Princess, not that Savior.

It was Assassin’s Creed.

It was Assassin’s Creed that found that Princess and struck a deal with Cervantes.

Both Cervantes and Lu Shuhang had guessed she would figure out that the Grand International Hotel was where the Revolutionary Army would declare full-scale war, and used this method to lure her in.

What to do?

What to do?

Xu Xiaoyou’s eyes grew calmer and calmer. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Princess was never a specific person.

She was the Savior of the Revolutionary Army.

Only someone capable of becoming the Savior is Princess.

And without a doubt, she was Princess.

The girl on stage was the fake.

She had to kill her and seize the only right to speak.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoyou felt a familiar embrace. The blue‑haired girl had appeared at some point and gently wrapped her arms around her. Soft strands of hair brushed Xu Xiaoyou’s cheek, making her dazed for a moment.

"Let’s go."

"Leave this place."

Tang Xin’s phantom dispersed. Xu Xiaoyou snapped back to herself and heard the people below arguing about the two Princesses, while formless killing intent drifted up from the crowd, slowly condensing into something tangible, growing ever stronger!

In a flash, that killing intent locked straight onto her.

Angelina leapt out, came to stand before Xu Xiaoyou, swept the girl into her arms, then hurled her spear. The glass curtain wall on the left shattered with a thunderous crash!

The long‑prepared attack was interrupted; explosions roared, flames howled upwards, razor‑sharp filaments crisscrossed the sky, and a Giant Scythe screamed out from the dark, gouging a hideous, exploding trail.

Without a second’s hesitation, Angelina scooped Xu Xiaoyou up and vaulted toward the thousand‑meter‑high sky!

"We absolutely can’t let her escape this time!" Yu Lan brandished her Giant Scythe and strode forward at speed.

Lu Shuhang stepped out of the darkness; Divine Speed Power was granted to the five of them, golden lightning

He glanced at Cervantes, nodded slightly, then leapt down with his teammates as well.

「: Earth‑shattering plot twist!」

「: What just happened?」

「: For real? Dark Gold Rose actually got outplayed by Assassin’s Creed! Isn’t this the first time she’s lost her composure like that?」

「: So satisfying! Never thought I’d see the day Dark Gold Rose got knocked off her high horse!」

When she opened her eyes again, the wind was howling past her ears, whipping up her long hair. Xu Xiaoyou could see the strained look on Angelina’s face.

Angelina had taken serious injuries in the earlier ambush; blood spilled from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto Xu Xiaoyou’s lashes.

"Seeing you like this, I really, really love it, hahaha."

"Everyone miscalculates sometimes." Xu Xiaoyou’s mind was already cool; her thoughts had never been this clear.

"You should have reminded me, Anya."

"Honestly, I don’t even know exactly what happened. My instincts are just telling me—you made a fool of yourself in front of everyone."

"Besides, even if I had reminded you, can you really say you would have listened?"

Xu Xiaoyou fell silent for a moment; the wind slowly sorted out her thoughts.

She let out a soft sigh:

"I’ll apologize to Tang Xin. She was right. As for the concert and everything, I’ll respect what she wants.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Xiaoyou added, "To you all as well."

"I hope this apology of yours actually has some sincerity this time."

"First we have to shake them off."

"Get me out of here, Anya."

"’Crow Slaying Ash Armor’." Angelina murmured.

In an instant, all her wounds vanished. Her black coat flared wildly in the wind; every strand of its fur collar sparked to life, and a flame‑wreathed spear tore out of the roiling smoke toward her, to be gripped in her hand.

"As you command." She lifted her head in a wild, arrogant grin.