As Lorelei finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

At this moment, the refrigerator's slight humming sound became increasingly clear.

The air conditioner in the corner kept ticking as it adjusted the temperature, disturbing their silence.

Aurelion's brows furrowed, the expectation that had been flickering in her eyes vanished instantly, and her expression turned grim.

She stared at the mermaid councilor before her, her tone sharpening, and said calmly:

Do you really know what you're saying?

However, Lorelei seemed oblivious to Aurelion's change in attitude and continued excitedly:

“That’s right! Thor VIII is the strongest warrior in the world. His strength is absolutely comparable to Victor’s.”

"Yes, my father is indeed very powerful, but..."

Aurelion paused abruptly.

At the same time, her magic began to overflow, spreading rapidly throughout the room like smoke.

Instantly, everything in the room was enveloped in a dense magical energy and trembled slightly.

The two cups that were originally placed on the table suddenly floated up invisibly, and the warm water inside turned into crystal-clear droplets.

"You mean I should dig him out of his grave and then let him challenge Victor?"

"Well……"

Lorelei clearly sensed the change in the room. Looking at the two floating cups in front of her, she felt a sense of suffocation.

Her face was embarrassed, and she was extremely flustered, like a child being scrutinized by the emperor, completely at a loss.

Even though Lorelei wasn't very emotionally intelligent, he could still clearly sense Aurelion's anger.

But she still didn't understand why Aurelion was so angry, since they seemed to have the ability to awaken Auberly from the grave.

No, that's not quite right...

After some deliberation, Lorelei finally decided to reveal their plans directly to Aurelion.

And then...

"What!?"

Aurelion jumped to her feet.

The previously dormant magic around her surged and churned as her emotions fluctuated.

Even the bath towel draped over her body slipped off, revealing more of her delicate, fair skin.

Aurelion's expression was serious. She pressed her hands firmly against the table, leaned forward slightly, almost pressing her face against Lorelei's, and asked urgently:

"You mean... I can summon my father back?"

"That's what they said."

Lorelei was forced to lean back, his back ramrod straight, quite startled by the queen's sudden outburst of emotion.

She never expected Aurelien's reaction to be so strong.

Moreover, the sheer amount of magical power is truly... oh no, it makes fish so envious.

As Aurelion's emotions stabilized somewhat and the magic in the room gradually faded, Lorelei was finally able to speak normally.

She sat up straight and began to speak earnestly:

"In short, Heimhorn sent me."

He said this should just be an experiment.

Lorelei went on to explain,

"Our Mage Council has discovered a massive magical engine, which appears to have been left behind by an archmage."

Aurelion seemed extremely interested in this, her eyes narrowing into slits as she eagerly pressed for details:

"And then? That magic engine..."

What is its function?

"Based on our experimental results, this engine can summon historical figures."

"This is the result of our testing and experiments."

However, when he got to this point, Lorelei shrugged.

They didn't seem particularly surprised by the matter, and even seemed somewhat helpless.

"We tried summoning multiple characters, but only one out of ten responded successfully."

"Unfortunately, he was a great tyrant in history, and we eliminated him immediately."

In addition, they tried to summon the archmage, but ultimately failed.

Lorelei did not tell Aurelion this.

With this explanation, Aurelion's expression gradually returned to calm.

As her emotions calmed down, the surrounding magic finally dissipated completely.

The cup landed back on the table, and the oppressive feeling from before was gone.

Aurelion sat back down on the sofa, crossed her arms on her lap, and looked steadily at Lorelei.

She spoke with a calm gaze:

"Then what,"

"Did you summon me here merely to test whether I can summon my father?"

Lorelei nodded sharply, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"We can only place all our hopes on Saul VIII."

"So even if it's just a try, we shouldn't give up!"

Aurelion sat in the chair, lost in thought for a long time.

Indeed, Lorelei makes a good point.

If humanity truly loses its freedom due to the reappearance of gods and the terror of teachers, then humanity will never have another chance.

It doesn't matter what the result of trying it once is.

Now that a sliver of opportunity has appeared, she should give it a try.

but……

After a moment of contemplation, Aurelion seemed to be considering something.

She then crossed one leg, her fair skin peeking out from under the towel, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm wondering, why should I disturb my father's resting soul and come here specifically to help you?"

Upon hearing this, Lorelei's expression stiffened slightly.

Is this setting conditions?

The scene before him even gave Lorelei the illusion that Aurelion bore a resemblance to Viktor—

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