The fiery light from the massive mechanical gate enveloped the entire capital city.

It was as if the heavens and earth were illuminated by this brilliant and scorching light, bathing the entire world in a deep, fiery heat.

Everyone looked up and witnessed Victor reappear from the blazing gates.

A strong sense of shock arose spontaneously in their hearts.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, speechless with astonishment, only able to swallow dryly.

Not only them, but even Hermes stared wide-eyed with disbelief, his face filled with the same fervent gaze that seemed to flow with golden sand.

He stared intently at Viktor in front of him, the golden sand in his eyes seemingly frozen in mid-air.

"You...how could you possibly get out of here..."

"Victor!!!"

A clear and urgent female voice suddenly rang out, interrupting him.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a white cloud gracefully drifted across the crimson sky.

The green sprite leaned forward slightly and pounced eagerly towards Victor.

Kokot gripped Victor's arms tightly with both hands, gently shaking them in mid-air in an attempt to get his attention back.

Her voice was filled with worry and trembling:

"Where did you just go?!"

However, Viktor completely ignored her.

He didn't even look Kokot in the eye.

This made Cocotte feel uneasy.

She looked Viktor up and down, but as she did so, she froze.

"Victor...?"

Viktor seemed not to hear Kokot's voice, but merely raised his head slightly and glanced casually at Erica, who was floating in the sky.

Erica, in mid-air, lowered her head and looked at Victor, whose gaze was fixed on her.

In that instant, Erica finally relaxed completely, and even the flames on her body that represented her anger went out.

"professor……"

Finally, Victor gently reached out his other hand and pushed Cocotte's arm away from his.

Kokot's hands slipped from the air, his mouth agape, but he could only helplessly watch Victor leave.

A gentle breeze swept through the capital, carrying a light, refreshing scent that brushed past everyone's ears.

In the silence of everyone, the king was enveloped by a gentle wave of energy.

Dust swirls in the wind, and flames leap and flicker.

In the silence, countless people, lost in the whispers of the wind, stared intently at Viktor, yet no one uttered a single word.

Even the usually composed Aubrey raised his head, a hint of seriousness showing in his usually calm and composed face.

Soon, Victor stepped onto the ground using invisible energy steps and gave Emperor Aubrey a graceful bow.

Then he turned and walked steadily toward Hermes.

The god, who had been frozen on the ground, raised his head and stared in astonishment at Victor approaching, his face filled with disbelief.

Viktor's icy voice, like the biting wind of a harsh northern winter, pierced his ears.

"You seem surprised?"

Hermes' eyes widened instantly upon hearing this, a chill running through his bones.

His wide eyes, like copper bells, stared intently at Viktor, and his voice trembled involuntarily:

"You... how could you possibly have come out of that door..."

"Could it be that you are also..."

No, that's not right, that's not right at all.

Viktor is clearly a despicable cheater; he should never be able to get out again!

Even if he really is one of them, he shouldn't be able to reappear in this world.

At this moment, Hermes' mind was filled with chaos.

His mind went blank; he was too shocked to speak.

His bloodshot eyes, filled with excessive panic, revealed his madness.

Tell me, Viktor!

Why did it let you out?

Cheating should be punished; this is a consensus shared by every deity.

Even gods must abide by the rules.

But the rules themselves let Viktor off the hook?

Hermes was filled with bewilderment, his mind churning with countless questions.

The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed. He staggered back a few steps as if all his strength had been drained, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing Hermes's expression, Victor chuckled softly, a hint of mockery in his voice:

Why do you think it spared me?

Hermes stood frozen in place, staring intently at Victor, his mind racing.

Almost instantly, he opened his mouth wide again.

Because he had considered a possibility.

It was so absurd that it even instilled in him boundless fear.

Cold sweat poured down Hermes' forehead like raindrops, and his golden wings suddenly unfurled and began to flap rapidly.

It shot into the sky with a powerful, swirling wind.

The next second, a dazzling golden light burst forth from the ground of the capital.

Like a meteorite wreathed in flames, it broke free from the constraints of gravity and soared straight into the sky.

Finally, Hermes, having broken through layers of space, was covered in cold sweat amidst flames and golden light.

He lowered his head and looked down.

No one is chasing him, which is good, very good.

Even so, only one intense thought remained in his mind.

He has to escape!

That cheater... no, he's no longer a cheater.

That was a "monster" that transcended the rules.

He must leave this place, leave the empire.

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