Trafford's Trading Club

“Sir Yarn! So you’re here! The ceremony is about to start, please change your clothes now!”

Behind the girl, several maids hurriedly approached—originally they came to bathe and dress this new Silver, Sir Yarn, but during the bath, several pure temple girls blushed and had weak legs, and when they came back to their senses, Sir Yarn was gone.

The frightened temple girls instantly woke up from a certain joyful aftertaste, anxiously searching everywhere.

“I’m thinking about a very serious problem.” Girl [Yarn]… Nero said with a deep expression.

“Sir Yarn?” The temple girls were all stunned.

Nero said solemnly, “How exactly can I go back?”

The temple girls naturally did not know what the new Crane Constellation Silver was talking about… But the ceremony was about to be held, and it was a ceremony personally hosted by the descending goddess, absolutely not to be taken lightly.

Therefore, the girls instantly mustered their courage and walked up to Sir [Yarn], directly lifting her and dragging her back to the temple.

Nero did not resist… She recalled that being dragged like this had already been a long time ago—back then she was still a member of Michael Club, undergoing non-human training to become fighters, often beaten half to death and then dragged away for cleanup.

If she could be saved, she would wake up in the medical room; if not, she would probably end up either in the cremation furnace or turned into fresh meat for the club to develop new Prometheus species.

“I don’t like being dragged, really,” Nero suddenly said.

“Sir Yarn, stop fooling around! Go change clothes quickly! Otherwise, the chief priest will blame us!” the girl hurriedly said.

“Really, I’ll kill you all okay?”

“Ah—!”

The girls screamed miserably, only feeling a terrifying panic spreading throughout their bodies, their strength entirely drained, collapsing completely to the ground… still trembling.

Nero slowly stood up, picked up a piece of beeswax from the bowl she was holding, and began chewing it, “Also, when I eat, I don’t like being interrupted… Remember that.”

“Got… got it.” The temple girls nodded fearfully.

Then, the new Silver’s face brightened with a sunlight-like smile, “Just kidding, I’m the kindest person under heaven, everyone calls me the Saintly Yarn!”

The temple girls continued to tremble… Just then, a figure slowly approached, and the temple girls fell reverently to their knees.

The one who arrived was indeed Sir Gold of the Scorpio Palace.

“You may leave now, she’ll return to change clothes later.” Sir Gold of Scorpio Palace said expressionlessly.

The girls dared not disobey, quickly left with their heads down.

Sir Gold of Scorpio… Prince Prin walked up to Nero, frowned, and said, “The ceremony is about to start, you’ll meet the goddess herself… So, aren’t you going to say something to me?”

Nero blinked and said, “I won’t tell you the secrets of successfully winning my favor, oh?”

Prince Prin pretended not to hear, and said flatly, “Your origins, what are they… In this war of the gods, which side are you on exactly?”

“Is that important?” Nero giggled, “I won’t stop what you want to do, might even cooperate with you, isn’t that good?”

Prince Prin was silent for a while, then suddenly tossed a black dagger at Nero—the dagger landed right at her feet.

Prince Prin said in a low voice, “If you intend to help me, then during the goddess’s personal blessing, use this dagger to stab her chest.”

Nero stared quietly wide-eyed, looked at the dagger on the floor, surprised, and said to Prince Prin, “Unexpectedly, you actually…”

“You said, no matter what I do, you’ll cooperate with me.” Prince Prin said indifferently.

Nero picked up the dagger, then flung it to the ground, “You really don’t know how to play! What’s fun about stabbing the goddess to death with a dagger! Certainly stab with something else! I’ve mastered thirty-six types of plots, seventy-two kinds of poses, one hundred and eight positions, you’re underestimating my professional skills! You totally look down on me! I’m angry!”

“I hope you’ll show up at the ceremony later.”

And then, Prince Prin… Young Lord of the Underworld, turned and left.