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"That's enough!"

Phyllis smiled.

"So, how are you going to catch Zagreb's tail next?"

Krud played with a crystal queen chess piece between his fingers.

"All I need is for Caesar to give a speech on Ghost Day, or any event that can gather as many people as possible in Ohmma."

Krystra frowned.

"Okay, I understand. There are five days until Ghost Day. I will give the presentation in five days."

"Caesar is wise!"

Phyllis echoed this sentiment and then left with Serfie, leaving only Aglaia and Tibo looking at each other in bewilderment.

Five days later.

Below the cliffs, at the Carphale Square, countless believers and citizens gather.

People whispered and murmured among themselves, speculating whether Caesar had established the holiday as rumored.

The moment the amplified alchemy device emitted its sound, the entire square fell silent.

Millions of eyes were focused on the high platform, awaiting Empress Caesar's announcement.

Krystal's figure appeared on the high platform, just as her red lips parted slightly, preparing to utter the first syllable.

The space to the side of the platform twisted eerily like ripples on water, and a semi-transparent figure, like a ghostly being formed, emerged from it.

He let out a sharp laugh filled with sarcasm and mockery.

"You idiots, you bunch of idiots, you bunch of pathetic fools who were kept in the dark! You've all been fooled, ha ha ha!"

"I am the embodiment of chaos! You think you can catch me? Dream on! Your schemes and schemes didn't even get a chance to reach me, you bunch of idiots! Hehehe~"

He made a smug face, anticipating Cerlydella's embarrassment and rage when her lies were exposed in public.

However, the scene He envisioned did not appear.

Kerudela simply looked at Him, a slight smile even playing at the corners of her lips.

What made Zagres' heart pound even harder was the frantic warning from His Titan Intuition.

His gaze unconsciously swept towards an inconspicuous corner above the cloud cliff.

There, a chestnut-haired girl with short hair was watching Him with a relaxed expression, her heterochromatic cat eyes full of smiles.

The premonition became reality in the next instant.

Snapped!

A crisp snap of fingers.

Felicity's voice, tinged with a hint of languor, rang out, almost inaudible.

"A lie upon a lie can instantly turn right and wrong upside down."

To Zagres's bewildered expression, the spark that He clearly sensed was still within his body, the one symbolizing His authority and cunning, suddenly appeared out of thin air in Phyllis's outstretched palm.

The girl was handed over to Crydella.

"what?"

Zagres let out a shrill, distorted scream, like a rooster being choked.

"The spark, my spark?"

"What happened?"

What did you do!?

Zagres couldn't understand it.

PS:

Volume 1: Chapter 902 Is this how you have a second child?

Distorting facts and reversing cause and effect.

Phyllis's claim that she successfully obtained the treacherous fire was a lie, and Zagres's denial of this lie made it seem like reality.

The whole process looked effortless and smooth.

Its abilities are ridiculously powerful and its coolness is outrageous, exuding a supermodel-like aura.

That is indeed the case.

But it wasn't as understated as I had imagined.

The infinite deception of words is not without roots; to exert a powerful effect, it needs a solid medium and a foundation as a fulcrum.

To give a more vivid analogy.

This ability is like a causal seesaw; Phyllis needs to press hard on one end to make the 'facts' on the other end rise.

However, her weight is limited, and the weight of her abilities is inherently constant.

The key is that Phyllis can extend the length of the lever arm at one end of the seesaw.

When the lever arm is long enough, even if she applies limited force, she can move things far beyond her own limits.

Spreading lies, making them widely known, and allowing them to take root in people's minds and become part of collective cognition is a process of increasing the lever arm of the causal seesaw.

When all the people of the empire, with the endorsement of Empress Caesar's authority, firmly believed that 'the seeds of intrigue have been extinguished and Zagreb has already surrendered'.

The power gathered by this lie is enough to become a lever to shake reality!

Zagres denies that the conditions for initiation are met.

Of course, this skill of using minimal force to overcome great strength also has its limits.

If the seesaw is long enough, Phyllis might be able to lift a planet.

However, if it were heavier, its weight would be limited by its own fixed weight, and the causal seesaw's 'material' is already quite heavy.

When ability is too weak relative to the causal seesaw, it becomes difficult to move.

The current limit is within the planetary range.

In other words, Phyllis is now roughly at the same level as the Star Core Hunter.

We must set aside Liu Ying, the representative of martial prowess, and consider the top-tier Destiny Walker who can single-handedly destroy a star.

"Oh dear, my second daughter, Batrus, what are you doing?"

"This is His Majesty Caesar's solemn and sacred preaching ceremony! How could you play a prank on such an important occasion? Quickly, apologize to Caesar!"

Phyllis, as if she had discovered her own unruly child causing trouble at an important leadership meeting, scolded him anxiously and worriedly, her words carrying throughout the room through the alchemical megaphone.

--lie.

Phyllis's vivid and expressive words were amplified throughout the entire Kefaller Square via the alchemical artifact megaphone.

The crowd in the square, who had been filled with astonishment and suspicion due to the appearance of the ghost and the bizarre reversal, suddenly realized what had happened.

Oh, it wasn't Zagreb, it was just a prank.

"Whose child is so bold?"

"Dare to disrupt His Majesty Caesar's speech? Are you out of your mind?"

"This is a provocation against Caesar's authority!"

The people of the Empire readily believed Phyllis's words.

Based on Caesar's declaration that Zagreb had already submitted.

Cerberus enjoys a high reputation among the people of the Empire.

Although the girl was a bit cruel in some matters, she couldn't be called a tyrant compared to the laws of other countries and city-states.

The main reason was the industrialization continuously promoted by Vervi and Mebius, which led to a steady improvement in the living standards of the empire's citizens.

With ever-increasing levels of happiness, people are about to raise their hands and jump for joy, shouting "Thank you!" and "Caesar!" to the strains of "If you come three winters."

"what?"

Still reeling from the shock and bewilderment of his fire being mysteriously stripped away and his power rapidly draining away, Zagres found Phyllis's attempt to claim kinship and shift blame even more absurd and bizarre.

He instinctively shrieked in rebuttal:

"What daughter? What Batrus? I am Zagres, the god of trickery."

—A vehement denial.

With the conditions met, Phyllis's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, and she snapped her fingers crisply once more.

"A lie upon a lie can instantly turn right and wrong upside down."

A second time.

Kotoba's infinite deception has been unleashed once again.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the translucent, ghostly figure vanished like mist.

Appearing in the same spot was a charming and delicate girl with cat ears.

A sleek, slightly rebellious hooded mini-skirt with a thief-like vibe perfectly hugged her budding figure, highlighting her slender waist.

Her smooth black hair cascaded over her bare, fair shoulders, the ends of which were highlighted with a mysterious dark purple.

The small cat ears and the lively tail, both in a purple-black gradient, were now standing on end, bristling from the turmoil in their owner's heart.

A face that bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Phyllis, but was noticeably more youthful, around fifteen years old, adorned with a pair of spirited, heterochromatic silver-blue eyes.

At this moment, her beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with the expression of utter bewilderment and shock, as if she were asking, "Who am I? Where am I? What happened to me?!"

"Huh? Eh~!? What?!"

Batrus let out a scream that distorted her voice, and tried to wave her arms, only to find that even her body had become unfamiliar and petite.

Not only her, but also the others, Aglaia, Heather, and even Krydella, all had expressions that became quite interesting in this unexpected situation.

But who is Cerrudra?

I realized it almost instantly.

The icy blue flames of law danced and burned atop her crown, exuding majesty. She raised her scepter high, her voice resounding throughout the square:

"Spirit Thief Lord, Batrus!"

"You are incredibly audacious! How dare you incite a disturbance through trickery while Caesar is delivering his holy decree, intending to mock the millions of subjects of the empire. Your behavior is despicable, bordering on treason, deceiving the emperor and the people. According to the law, you should have your tongue and feet cut off as a warning to others."

"However, Caesar is the king who will rule the world, and his heart is as vast as heaven and earth. Considering your merit in assisting the Fire Chaser and capturing Zagres, you are temporarily spared the punishment of having your tongue and feet cut off, but are sentenced to three months of imprisonment. Further punishment will be determined based on your reflection and repentance."

"Jin Zhijue, take her to the dungeon."

"Yes, Caesar."

Although she didn't know what had happened, Aglaia reacted quickly after Crydella gave the order, stepped forward, and extended her slender white hand.

"Fine needles and dense threads, interwoven and cut."

With a flick of his finger, countless golden threads instantly spread out from the void, enveloping Zagreus like a spider web; he should now be called Batrus.

Batrus was instantly bound up like a dumpling with golden threads.

"Don't even think about catching me... ugh."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was stuffed with gold thread and then bound twice more, leaving only his terrified heterochromatic eyes visible.

Although she lost the spark, Batrus did not completely lose the power of Zagres, although her power was visibly diminishing.

However, it is still enough to conceal one's presence with the power of lies.

escape!

Run!

As long as I can... get to that place...

She frantically channeled the remaining divine power within her, attempting to fabricate a lie to escape.

But the power built from lies melted instantly upon contact with Aglaia's golden silk, like ice meeting a hot iron.

The golden thread of romantic truth has the power to expose lies; Aglaia's power is a special attack against Zagres.