Today.
The sun shone brightly.
It bathed Belobog in a layer of gold.
Many people stepped off the cable car and stood on Overworld streets, gazing around.
"Mommy, it's so bright here, and no rusty smell."
"Mm, Mommy hasn't been back in a long time. Shall we go find Grandpa?"
"Yay, I haven't met Grandpa yet."
The cable car passengers dispersed after getting off.
There was still some snow on the ground, but very little.
Cleaning crews with tools were scattered along the roads, sweeping.
When they heard praise for the architecture, they would look up, take a glance, then continue their work.
Belobog's snow disaster had finally passed.
"Heard the news? The next Supreme Guardian is definitely Miss Bronya!"
"Lady Cocolia hasn't retired yet—this is just an early announcement. She's still so young…"
"Haha, true enough. By the way, when are you going to the Underworld? Let's go together!"
"? You got something?"
"Heard there's a doctor down there who's amazing at circumcisions. I wanna check it out."
"Bullshit, that's clearly our Overworld doctor!"
"Huh? I remember it being Underworld… Did I mix it up? I heard he can even treat hemorrhoids—super fast results and painless."
"You mean the one who can reattach it even if it's cut off?!"
…
Inside Qlipoth Fort.
Oleg hugged some veteran Silvermane Guards. Seele sat quietly in her seat watching.
"Sigh, when will this end? I wanna go back first." Seele was a bit bored.
She hadn't wanted to come up, but couldn't resist Bronya's enthusiastic invitation.
Seele quietly glanced at the table below.
Two familiar men sat with hands on their heads while several Silvermane Guards searched them and pulled out piles of stolen goods.
The blue-haired man had lots of gold, silver, and jewels—he smiled awkwardly.
The black-haired long-haired man also had gold and silver, but more were Cocolia and Bronya's personal items.
Cups, stockings, pillows, blankets, worn clothes, used beds, even a vanity table.
Staring at the bed and vanity table laid out in front, the Silvermane Guards fell into deep thought.
"Ahem, I'm not bluffing—my loot is all here!" Zeig shouted.
"Um, Lord Executor, could you explain how this bed and vanity table got in there? No other meaning—just pure curiosity!" one Silvermane Guard asked.
"Heh, explain?"
Zeig clasped his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest proudly.
"When has Zeig ever needed to explain his actions to others?!"
March 7th pulled Welt and the others back slowly, muttering:
"We don't know him, we don't know him…"
At that moment, Hook jumped out.
She stood in front of the two thieves and declared firmly to the Silvermane Guards:
"Hmph, the time has come for dark Lord Hook to repay the favor! No bullying my Honor Member or Uncle Sampo!"
"H-Hook… Old Sampo didn't dote on you for nothing, waaah…" Sampo was moved to tears.
Zeig was also deeply touched. He quickly pulled a plushie from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Hook: "Dark Lord Hook, please accept my feelings!"
"Wow, so cute! Thank you, Honor Member!"
Hook hugged the plushie happily.
"Hook, Uncle Sampo has something for you too—don't be shy!" Sampo pulled out a stamp and handed it to Hook.
Bronya stood nearby, eyes wide.
That plushie looked super familiar—like the one from her bedroom!
Cocolia stared deadly at the stamp Sampo handed over—veins bulging!
Clearly, that was the stamp from her desk!
"Are you doing this on purpose or by accident?" Cocolia said coldly.
Bronya was anxious too—Mother seemed genuinely angry. She quickly asked:
"Executor, Sampo, didn't you say you handed over everything? What are these two items?"
"Items? What items?"
Zeig and Sampo exchanged glances as if they had no idea what Bronya was talking about.
"Huh? Didn't I come here to eat? Why am I standing here?"
"Coincidence, big bro—I have no idea either, hahaha… Come, come, cheers to you."
"Please~"
"Please!"
…
Outside Qlipoth Fort.
Several Silvermane Guards posted new announcements on the bulletin board.
One praised the Express crew, detailing their deeds—with Zeig specially highlighted!
The other was a condemnation.
Sampo and Zeig's names were prominently listed, with detailed descriptions of their various vile behaviors!
In front of the board, a little boy tugged his father's sleeve and asked:
"Daddy, should we really take Brother Zeig as a role model?"
"Kiddo, people are complicated. What we should do is take the good and discard the bad." The father smiled kindly.
The boy nodded and asked again:
"Then what good should I learn, and what bad should I discard?"
The father smiled gently:
"Kiddo, just discard the bad—that's enough. There's no real 'good' in the world."
The big and small figures gradually walked away—heartwarming.
…
On the outskirts of Qlipoth Fort.
Zeig shouted:
"What?! I'm the Executor—how did you kick me out too?!"
"We're truly sorry, Lord Executor. This is a direct order from the Supreme Guardian. Today's banquet has too many guests, so we couldn't overlook your and the other's thieving behavior. Please forgive us. Once things settle and there are free Silvermane Guards for close monitoring, it will be fine."
"Monitoring?"
Sampo looked disdainful: "Do we look like that kind of people?"
"Mr. Sampo, you're still wanted—please watch your words."
"No, why?! The Express crew's warrants were all revoked—why not mine?" Sampo was shocked and furious.
He quickly looked at Zeig beside him and asked anxiously: "Big bro, what do we do now?"
"What do we do?" Zeig glanced at him impatiently:
"What else? If I acted alone, no problem. But you had to butt in and got me exposed too!"
Sampo hurriedly explained: "Big bro, don't say that! I only got exposed because I came looking for you!"
Zeig said speechlessly:
"So it's my fault you came? Heh, great—now no one gets to have fun! I'm not in the mood anymore. Do whatever you want."
With that, Zeig sat on the steps, silently took out his phone, and held it horizontally.
But Sampo refused to give up. Seeing Zeig stop, he went off alone to find a way to sneak back into Qlipoth Fort.
…
The sky gradually darkened.
Zeig still sat on the steps, phone horizontal, playing games while waiting for March 7th and the others to come out.
Suddenly, a fair hand patted his shoulder.
"?" Zeig turned.
Bronya held a slice of cake, bent over, standing behind him.
"Executor, um, this is the cake Mother and I saved for you. Eat it quickly."
Zeig put away his phone, took the cake, then the spoon, and naturally started eating while sighing:
"You two actually saved cake for me—guilty conscience?"
"Not really. Mother just said you didn't get to eat anything good, so she had the kitchen specially save some nice dishes. Wait till the guests leave, then come back to Qlipoth Fort with me to eat."
"…"
"Executor, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I've turned over a new leaf. I want to report and expose a blue-haired guy."
"Huh?"