I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 818 - 512 Playing with Fate

"Yes... it’s been a long time."

Mona took a deep breath, suppressing the uncontrollable desires and emotions in her heart, avoiding eye contact, deliberately not looking at the other’s face.

"It’s rare that we can meet again. Your Majesty and I are old friends... how about we find a place to sit and have a drink?"

She asked half nervously.

As a high-ranking official in the Shelter, one of the five Adjudicators under the Judge of the Royal City headquarters, Mona certainly knew from the information that the man in front of her had ascended beyond the mundane and reached the Holy Rank, becoming a revered Your Majesty.

She was happy for him, but seeing him now, she couldn’t help but feel nervous and respectful.

"Of course, I was thinking the same."

Chen Lun smiled.

Mona was startled; she didn’t expect him to be as gentle and elegant as before. She relaxed a bit, regaining her usual composure and grace, and walked with him towards the sofa seats in the corner.

Summoning a waiter, and ordering a bottle of red wine, Mona said:

"Actually, I have been in the Royal City for a while... When Your Majesty came as the head of the Generous Council, I wanted to visit you, but was swamped with affairs and had no spare time."

"Every encounter is guided by Destiny, as is this moment."

Chen Lun took off his hat, casually placed it on the table, and said with a light smile.

However, for some reason, when Mona heard the word "Destiny," her face instantly stiffened, her smile gradually fading, and her eyes dimmed.

"Previously, Miss Mona highly recommended me to join the Imperial Judgement Group, and I personally thank you for that..."

Chen Lun said.

After hearing this, Mona forced a smile.

"You’re welcome, Your Majesty Jack, I’ve always thought the Imperial Judgement Group lacked someone like you."

Chen Lun poured two glasses of wine, gently pushed one in front of Mona, and raised the other as a gesture.

"So, as a return favor or perhaps parting advice, what I want to tell Miss Mona is... you possess a sense of justice that many don’t have. This justice is not extreme or illusory, but the core human value of steadfastness. I think the Empire doesn’t lack people like me, but it lacks enforcers like Miss Mona."

Mona was stunned into a daze.

Reflected in her eyes, the man who was almost perfect took a sip of wine with a gentle smile, then continued:

"So Miss Mona should hold onto her dreams and beliefs. As for revenge... I think you can completely let it go now, because Howard is already dead."

Mona was thunderstruck, her mind almost unable to process it.

"You... what did you say?!"

"Your enemy no longer exists, Miss Mona. Pursue your beliefs and keep moving forward. I hope to see the Empire become a better place with your help in the future."

Chen Lun finished speaking, put down his wine glass, put his hat back on, and left.

It took Mona a long while to come to her senses.

She seemed to understand something, hastily calling out for Your Majesty Jack, but when she looked up, there was no trace of him in the bustling hall.

Mona burst into tears of joy, immediately downed her glass of wine, let out a long and hearty breath, and lifted the empty glass high, saluting in the direction where Your Majesty Jack had left.

She whispered softly:

"Thank you... thank you! Mona will never forget your words!"

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Donnie was hiding near the bar a short distance away, staring intently at his superior, Mona. Seeing his goddess "in utter sorrow" and shedding tears, his heart broke.

"So... she already had someone she liked, no wonder she didn’t accept me."

Taking a deep breath, Donnie quietly told himself he should do something. He looked up, seeing that the man in the black hat had walked away, gritted his teeth, and hurried to follow.

Donnie wanted to find the man and ask for an explanation on behalf of Miss Mona, preferably making him come back to apologize... As a gentleman, he shouldn’t leave so heartlessly after hurting a beautiful lady.

Quickly, he found the man.

But the gentleman in the black hat walked straight upstairs, approaching a luxurious room where two Empire Guardians at the door immediately saluted him.

Donnie showed a surprised look; he recognized the room as the resting place of the Duchess Emma, the host of this party!

Who exactly was that man?

With a creek, the door opened, and suddenly, Donnie heard a woman’s voice:

"Oh, apologies! I almost didn’t recognize you, honorable Your Majesty! The Princess is waiting inside for you, please come in!"

From the corner of the stairs, he saw Duchess Emma, like a shy and humble maid who had met a noble, greeting him with a blushed face, even lifting her skirts in salute.

Your Majesty!

Miss Mona’s beloved was a high-ranking authority!

Donnie was initially startled, then felt hopeless, his legs losing strength, rolling down the stairs. After painfully getting up, he declined the help of some waiters and limped back to the bar for a drink.

However, he never noticed that the gentleman in the black hat always had a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Duchess Emma, you are too kind."

He politely smiled at the noblewoman before him.

He then straightened his posture and walked into the room slowly. During the process, he inconspicuously slipped a note into his pocket.

On it were some ink-black words:

"...After learning about the strength of his ’love rival,’ Donnie felt helpless and abandoned the idea of seeking an explanation. He went back to drown his sorrows in alcohol."

This was the first time Chen Lun used the ability [Jest of Fate]. He had discovered Donnie’s tailing early on, but didn’t bother to confront or teach him a lesson, and simply took care of this small trouble with ease.

"I wish you a pleasant conversation with Her Highness the Princess. I shall take my leave."

The Duchess Emma said respectfully, calling the others in the room to leave, leaving Princess Anna alone with Your Majesty Jack.

Click.

The door closed tightly.

Chen Lun put Donnie’s little episode out of his mind and walked straight to the sofa, where a blonde woman with a delicately jeweled crown sat.

"Jack, please sit."

Princess Anna raised her hand in gesture.

"I invited you to this banquet for two reasons: first, to celebrate Father King allowing me to take over governance. After all, two years have passed since my coming-of-age ceremony, and I can finally grasp this power. It wasn’t easy."

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

After sitting down, Chen Lun softly congratulated her.

He discreetly glanced at Anna, thinking to himself that it was as he expected.

She had clearly forgotten her plot to assassinate Prince Dazlert, as if it never happened. The logical gaps in between had been filled by her imagination on their own, and no one remembered what happened at the royal banquet.

He took a deep breath and asked gravely:

"And the second matter?"

"Secondly, I just wanted to have a casual chat with you... I don’t have many friends to begin with, and since taking power, that’s become even more obvious. Finding someone to talk to feels like a luxury."

Princess Anna sighed, then looked up with her beautiful eyes and asked:

"Why? You don’t want to?"

"Of course not... I mean, I’d be very happy to have a deep conversation with Miss Anna."

Chen Lun smiled.

A look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself, it seems even if the assassination attempt is forgotten, the affection rating hasn’t decreased... Perhaps in her heart, I’m still a trustworthy friend.

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Anna gave him a sideways glance.

Then, she turned serious and said:

"The Solar Cross Society has encountered major problems recently... For some time, the Seven Gods Church has gone mad, hunting down the members everywhere, causing us to suffer great losses. Additionally, my brother hasn’t responded to believers’ prayers for a very long time, plunging the members into despair, and the organization is on the brink of collapse."

She took a sip from her wine glass, her tone filled with melancholy.

"They are losing their Faith."

Chen Lun listened silently.

In his heart, he thought back to how Anna had colluded with him to assassinate the Prince. The fundamental reason was that Oracle from the "Proud Sun"... Once Dazlert is killed, Arno would be freed?

Chen Lun had noticed something unusual back then.

Given Arno’s nature and his devotion to the belief in the end of darkness, it was unlikely for him to issue such an Oracle... Now it seemed obvious that it was a false appearance created by Howard, merely guiding Anna and the Solar Cross Society to carry out the assassination, serving as the fuse.

But at this point, digging deeper was meaningless.

Prince Dazlert was dead, the mastermind Howard was dead, and almost no one involved in the matter remembered...

Chen Lun deeply felt the danger of high-stakes maneuvering, further solidifying his intention to leave the royal city to temporarily avoid the whirlpool.

’Is the Solar Cross Society going to disband...’

After hearing Anna’s lament, he suddenly thought of the Land of Matthaios.

This secret force composed of Descendants of Light from the Underworld had an ultimate goal not of aiding their Faith’s "New Sun" Proud Sun but of borrowing its power to save their homeland, to save that land hidden from the sunlight.

Chen Lun felt a realization dawn on him, giving birth to a thought:

’Such a powerful force would be a pity to give up on. Perhaps it could be reused.’

He immediately looked up and said to Princess Anna:

"I apologize, Your Highness. I met an old friend downstairs and had a few drinks. I need to go to the washroom."

"As you wish."

Anna seemed to be preoccupied with troubles, appearing somewhat distracted.

Chen Lun got up and went into the washroom, locking the door behind him. He then took out an ordinary-looking notebook, something seeming like it was bought from a roadside convenience store, nothing special.

Opening a new page, Chen Lun’s eyes deepened.

"Hide and Seek."

He murmured softly.

A white ivory pen silently appeared in his raised right hand. The gold-plated silver nib fell onto the page, writing in startling black cursive script:

"...The Solar Cross Society is about to lose Faith and disband, but the leader Anna suddenly realized during a conversation with a friend that the Proud Sun is trapped at the end of darkness and that the detestable pollution swarm is the God’s Adversary. The members of the Cross Society should throw themselves into the fray, hunting the swarm to relieve the God’s worries... From a certain perspective, this is a method to regain Faith and reunite... Perhaps in the near future, the swarm will be annihilated, and the Proud Sun will rise again magnificently."