“Mr. Victor, you have done our council such a great favor, I have no more to say!”

"Make any request you have! As long as it's within the scope of our council, I'll grant it!"

"Don't worry, this is my personal request; I won't force you to join the council!"

Heimhorn said everything, both good and bad, leaving virtually no room for error.

But Victor remained unmoved, only raising an eyebrow when he heard Heim Horn say, "Make any request."

"I do have a request, and it just so happens that your council can help me with it."

"Please speak!"

"Doesn't your parliament have a fake scale? I'm very interested in that."

Heim Horn paused for a moment upon hearing this, then began to think.

The council has only one scale, which is clearly a fake scale that the Archmage once created.

That fake Libra goddess of justice, well, it was actually quite useful.

Because it can determine whether some people are just.

For a morally upright mage organization, the fake Libra can effectively screen members who want to join the council.

But to say it's useless is also quite useless.

Because it can only be used to measure morality and justice.

All I can say is that if Victor wanted it, although the council might feel bad about it, it's not like they couldn't give it to him.

I'm going all out to improve my favorability with such a genius mage!

"Okay! I can give it to you!"

"But Mr. Victor, could you tell me what you need this scale for?"

Heim Horn gritted his teeth and agreed.

But he asked Victor with great anticipation, hoping to hear from him the purpose of the scales.

Perhaps, he used Libra because he had his own ideals and aspirations.

Even without Libra, he could still conclude that Victor was a good person.

Look, they've helped them avert disaster, how could they not be good people?

But Viktor's words were surprising, leaving Heim Horn stunned.

"Give it to my fiancée."

"ah?"

Upon hearing this, Heim Horn blinked and glanced back at Henney.

Seeing that Heni had a smile on her face and no emotion, she turned back to look at Victor again.

"You...you have a fiancée?"

"Yes, didn't I say that?"

...

"So, he was very angry and gave this to you?"

Gwen placed the scales in a suitable position, her eyebrows curving into a smile, and said softly:

"You can't say he's stingy."

However, when Heim Horn handed the scales to Viktor with a look of anger and regret,

Without even thinking, you can probably guess what he's thinking.

It's simply that people think Victor is an absolute scumbag; you don't even need to use a scale to know that his morals are definitely black.

But because Victor was such a powerful mage, he also felt extremely regretful.

I both love and hate it.

Victor sat on the sofa, watching Gwen fiddling with the scales without any apparent effect.

After a long pause, having finally prepared himself mentally, he began to speak:

"You're not angry?"

"What are you angry about? Are you angry because you're a womanizer and don't let anyone get away with it?"

As she spoke, Gwen turned around and placed her hands on the side of the desk.

She was not wearing armor at this moment, but rather a set of her usual home clothes.

That appearance was exactly the same as the time when Victor and Gwen got married.

Even their conversation now is just like it was back then, like that of a real married couple.

"I'd rather be the only one who regains their memories, so I can have you all to myself."

"But just think about it, how could you possibly be content with that?"

She smiled with relief, gentle yet retaining her inner resolve.

"I'm already very happy that you asked me if I would be angry."

"At least I know that it wasn't a dream, and that you really have always cared about me."

"But they have all given everything for you and are waiting for your redemption, so it is impossible for me to possess you."

Gwen slowly walked up to Viktor, reached out a hand, and gently stroked Viktor's face.

"And compared to them, I'm already lucky enough."

"At least I truly had your entire world all to myself."

As she spoke, a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.

"Besides, I haven't helped you at all, and I even killed you with my own hands so many times without your knowledge."

"I'm the one who should apologize to you."

Perhaps the gentle atmosphere gradually turned heavy, or perhaps Victor didn't want Gwen to continue feeling guilty.

He spoke up first, interrupting the conversation.

"At the Goddess of Justice..."

Shh, don't worry.

Gwen smiled slightly, a reassuring light flashing in her eyes.

"I can handle it myself."

This time, I won't be a burden to you.

Viktor blinked, his gaze gradually becoming somewhat unfocused.

Because the moment Gwen touched him, he saw the level on Gwen's body.

LV-52

She has really been working hard.

Even Victor's current level is not as high as hers.

Viktor couldn't help but truly relax.

In this life, he didn't make any further plans.

But everyone was hoping for his victory.

And they worked hard to help him achieve his goal of victory.

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