Hoshimi Miyabi nodded slightly, her calm tone revealing underlying emotions: "Yes, you should come back soon too."

...

Outside Wildfire Town, a large tent was brightly lit.

However, in such a large space, there were only four lonely figures hunched over their desks, sighing as they flipped through countless documents.

Achoo!

Suddenly, one of the girls with side-swept bangs sneezed for some reason, and her body trembled involuntarily.

"Lucy!"

The sudden commotion beside her made the green-haired, twin-tailed maid feel a little worried. She struggled to look away from the documents on the desk, grabbed Lucy's shoulder, and placed her soft little hand on Lucy's forehead.

The green-haired, twin-tailed maid looked worried. She pressed her other small hand to her forehead, comparing the temperatures of the two women, and muttered to herself:

"Lucy, you've been out in the cold wind for a long time today and haven't rested at all. You might have a fever. Why don't you rest for a while?"

"Kelin..."

Lucy stared blankly at Corinne, her hand tightly clasped in hers, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

However, the other two people in the tent couldn't stand it anymore.

On the other end of the desk, Mrs. Meilin was a little jealous and lamented to herself, "Sigh, it's true that people of the same age have more in common. I, an old woman nearing fifty, not only have to do more work, but I also don't get any care from young girls. It's true that being mature is a mistake."

As she spoke, Mrs. Merlin held her face in her hands and looked in the mirror. She was dissatisfied with her appearance no matter how she looked at it, and a hint of resentment appeared between her brows. Little did she know that thanks to years of careful skincare, her skin still looked like that of a woman in her twenties.

Although she no longer has the youthful energy of her eighteen-year-old self, her skin in her twenties, combined with the charm accumulated over decades, makes her resemble a ripe peach, possessing a unique flavor.

"Hmm..."

Upon hearing Mrs. Merlin's words, Ke Lin blushed instantly, steam rising from her head.

The little girl's shyness made her immediately let go of Lucy's hand, and she said awkwardly, "I...I'm sorry, I...I'll go get everyone a cup of coffee right now!"

After saying that, Kelin turned and rushed out of the tent. The black and white doll lying on the table quickly shouted to Kelin to be careful, but it still bumped into Yuecheng Liu, who happened to be pulling open the curtain.

"Ouch, that hurts. I'm so sorry, but I need to go get some coffee now. I'll apologize to you later."

Kelin touched her aching forehead, bowed repeatedly to Yuecheng Liu to apologize, and then rushed out like the wind.

"What happened?"

Yuecheng Liu glanced back at Ke Lin's departing figure, walked into the tent, and casually asked, "Why was that child in such a hurry?"

[Hehe, I was slightly tricked by our beautiful and cheerful mom into going to make coffee for everyone.]

The black and white doll chuckled and moved its fingers, instantly creating two water snakes that pulled out a chair for Yuecheng Liu.

"I see, thank you."

Yuecheng Liu nodded her thanks and then sat down.

The black and white doll then turned to look at Lucy, who was still in a daze, her eyes fixed on the hand that Corinne had just pulled.

The black and white doll couldn't help but tease, "[Still standing there? Get ready for a meeting.]"

[And you, Number 11, stop being so oblivious to what's going on around you! Get up and join the meeting!]

"Huh? Oh! Okay."

Number 11's attention was suddenly interrupted by the black and white dolls, and he was still in a daze, so he couldn't concentrate.

Seeing this, Mrs. Merlin couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. She stood up and pushed the chair back with her ample figure, making a crisp screech as it slid across the floor.

"Since neither Miss Overlord nor Military Representative Number 11 has gotten into the swing of things yet, then I, the half-vampire representative, will chair this meeting."

"First, we need to identify our common enemy: a predator civilization dominated by pure-blooded vampires."

"Secondly, we must thank the outer ring for the great sacrifices made, and for their willingness to fight to the death together to defeat the enemy."