In the pitch-black audience chamber, Todd sat by the window, his eyes reflecting the bonfire celebration outside, his ears filled with the sounds of laughter and merriment. His face, flickering between light and shadow, remained expressionless.

A full day had passed since the Protestant ceremony, and the city of Twilight was immersed in joy. However, no one in the entire kingdom knew that Todd, who was both the king and the pope, had been sitting alone in the audience chamber all day without moving.

As the door to the audience chamber was pushed open, Huggins rushed in and saw Todd sitting by the window, at which point he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty! So you were here all along!"

Upon hearing Huggins' voice, Todd turned around, about to speak, but found that his parched throat could only produce hoarse sounds.

Huggins hurriedly lit the candles, then found a glass of water, watched Todd drink it, and said, "After the ceremony, you only made a brief appearance at the palace celebration before leaving the venue..."

"During my absence, did the kingdom encounter any problems?"

Huggins paused, then slowly said, “No, after the Protestant ceremony, the election for the first council of ministers is proceeding smoothly under the leadership of Father Moore and Brother Joe; the banquet held at the palace, after you left, was presided over by Lord Emerson, and the guests enjoyed themselves immensely; and the ten-day celebration in the city was well organized by Mr. and Mrs. Ragren…”

Todd smiled and nodded: "Everyone did a great job while I was away."

"Your Majesty," Huggins said excitedly, "do you know what? After the ceremony, a title for you began to circulate among the spectators."

"title?"

"The Holy King of Muxi!"

Todd was taken aback when he heard this strange title.

Seeing the other person's puzzled expression, Huggins began to explain: "The title of Holy King appeared once nine hundred years ago. Habakak, the king of the Eastern Holy City, as the second pope of the Orthodox Church, defeated the Southern Empire's army, which was ten times the size of his own, signed the Agreement of Mount Nermat, and initiated the Purification Decree of the Orthodox Church, completely stabilizing the turbulent situation in the Holy City at that time. Therefore, as a leader who combined politics and religion, Habakak was revered by the world as the Holy King."

Todd nodded: "So there's such a history behind it."

Harkins said excitedly, "Your Majesty, you may not understand the meaning of this. For the next nine hundred years, no one has held the title of Holy King. Now, people are bestowing this honor upon you. This means that your achievements are comparable to..."

Todd waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "What Holy King? That's too much of an honor."

Seeing that Huggins still wanted to argue, Todd stood up and said to him, "Let's not talk about this anymore, come with me for a walk."

"I'll go and gather the guards."

"No, no need, just you and me."

"Your Majesty, this is unsettling."

Todd ignored Huggins and walked straight out.

The outdoor city of Twilight City had become a sea of ​​joy. A grand banquet filled the entire square, and crowds of people sang and danced, no longer caring about each other's identities, nationalities, or beliefs, gathering together to celebrate this special day.

Todd lowered his hood, took Huggins, and headed towards the Sisters Hotel.

As soon as the two entered the hotel, they were greeted by the aroma of wine and the heat.

The roaring fireplace dispelled the chill from the entire hotel; the clinking of glasses and the lively banquet made the lobby look exceptionally bustling.

Distinguished guests who had once been at odds were now engaged in lively conversation at a single table; knights wearing different coats of arms chatted and laughed like brothers.

Karin, who was busy entertaining clients, was slightly taken aback when she saw Huggins walk in through the door; when she caught a glimpse of the black-robed man behind him, she began to tremble.

Huggins leaned closer to Karin and subtly pointed behind them.

The latter gave him a knowing look, and while instructing Pamela to take his place, he led the way, taking the two of them to the top floor attic.

Pushing open the attic door, a simple yet elegant room came into view.

Todd glanced at the room and immediately recognized that its decoration and layout were a perfect replica of the Froststone Camp's small building, likely the work of Rachel.

Sitting down at the table, Todd quietly lifted his hood, looked at the furniture in the room, and his eyes showed nostalgia and reluctance.

"Your Majesty," Huggins said softly, "have the inn's chefs prepare some food."

Looking up at the bewildered Karin, Todd smiled and said, "Prepare meals for six people. It doesn't have to be too complicated, just enough to fill their stomachs."

Watching Karin leave quickly, as if she had been granted a pardon, Huggins was somewhat puzzled.

Six people?

Todd looked out the window, stretched, and suddenly said, "Let's call Jerry and Edgar over too."

Huggins was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Half an hour later, five people were sitting at the table.

Besides Todd and Hudgens, there's also the grinning Jerry, the restless Edgar, and the silent Karin with her head down.

Todd first glanced at the other four people at the table, then at the empty seat next to him, and finally said, "I still remember the time at the monastery... Back then, the six of us, as members of the Inhuman Gathering, supported and helped each other, overcoming one difficulty after another, and that's how we got to where we are today."

It was only then that Huggins realized that the sixth person was Master Myris, Todd's tutor in the monastery.

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