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"They're so close they could fight each other, just like with Aoko," Luo Zhen said indifferently.

Baruyeleta and Orange, these two really do look very alike.

Luo Zhen even thought that in another forty years, Orange would probably become a boisterous old lady like Baleyeta.

Of course, that's impossible now.

Having completed the puppetry technique, Orange can no longer age, and her state of mind is naturally different from that of humans who age naturally.

Balyeleta, who cherishes talent, is also the kind of person who would push a child off a cliff without hesitation. If the child cannot overcome the trials and grow stronger, she will have no regrets about the sacrifice.

"A magician is a magician," Luo Zhen shook his head.

"Let's get down to business, Your Majesty."

Luo Zhen walked between the master and apprentice, who were getting more and more excited as they fought, and raised his hand to block Orange's cannon and Baleyeta's sand painting.

Luo Zhen's deconstruction domain immediately activated, dispelling the monarch's magic.

The sand that the monarch could command so easily lost its mystique the moment it came into contact with Luo Zhen, turning into ordinary grains of sand that piled up on the ground.

"...!"

This made the monarch's eyes widen, and for a moment even his smile vanished.

She then took the teasing a step further and began to take this "Orange's male concubine" seriously.

"You... what are you?"

"I am Luo Zhen."

Luo Zhen turned to Balereta, who was growing increasingly alarmed, and revealed his purpose: "As Orange mentioned to you on the phone before, I hope to use Lord El-Melloi's death as an opportunity to convene a Grand Order decision as soon as possible. And I guarantee that if you, Lord, participate in this matter, you will definitely benefit. Right?"

"Now the benefits are coming. I want to take advantage of the Grand Order decision to conquer the Clock Tower, make all the monarchs submit to me, and establish a new order in the world of magic. This requires you, Lord Balyereta, to be my guide and cooperate with my plan."

“Impossible,” Balyeleta replied immediately.

She was neither surprised nor frightened by the plan.

The "impossible" she mentioned did not refer to the impossibility of participating in Luo Zhen's plan.

She glanced at Joan of Arc: "You think you can conquer the Clock Tower with just a recording tape of flesh? If you're really that naive, and even Orange thinks it's feasible, then my education has truly failed."

"I didn't say I relied solely on Joan of Arc," Luo Zhen said, feigning innocence.

He smiled quickly.

Luo Zhen raised an index finger to his lips, signaling the monarch to be quiet.

Then, to Balyeleta's astonished gaze, Luo Zhen slightly released a trace of his Third Law, revealing his aura.

"Do you think it's possible now, Monarch of the Creation Department who pursues ultimate beauty?"

Luo Zhenru said, "If you want it, I can make your wish come true."

"But before that, I need you to work for me. I think that's a pretty reasonable exchange, what do you say?"