CH-27. Kingdom of Women

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Mike just glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and it was very likely that the interference of light and shadow made him mistakenly think that the box had moved.

Just to confirm.

Mike held his breath and approached the stone altar.

When he got closer, within three meters, Mike could see more clearly that the iron box on the stone altar had strange patterns on it, resembling stars and the sun. A very thick layer of dust had accumulated on its surface.

The beams of light from the dome of the building bathed him.

Mike subconsciously reached out to the iron box on the stone altar, intending to wipe off the dust on its surface.

His fingers moved closer, inch by inch.

Just before his fingertips were about to touch the box, Mike quickly withdrew his hand.

No matter what you're doing, it's not a good habit to touch other people's things!

But.

Looking at the dust on the box, Mike confirmed that he had indeed seen it wrong earlier—if the box had really moved, some of the dust on it would have been shaken off.

"Forget it, let's go back."

Mike gave up exploring the mysterious box and turned to walk out of the main hall of the building.

Mike didn't notice.

Just as he exited the main hall and stepped into the corridor, the iron box on the stone altar trembled slightly for unknown reasons, shaking off a significant amount of dust. Before the dust fell to the ground, it mysteriously disappeared into the space of the hall.

The box seemed to be alive!

As if it were afraid or terrified of something.

And this tremor soon subsided, returning to the calm it had maintained for thousands of years.

It continued to lie dormant, waiting for an opportunity.

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Inside the Amazon Palace.

Diana's eyes sparkled as she naturally met the gaze of the Amazon Queen. She stood tall, like a proud female knight with radiant wings, rather than the princess who had been adored and protected by all the Amazons.

"Mother, when I was a child, didn't you say that humans are the most miraculous, powerful, and infinitely potential creations of the gods?"

She paused and said sincerely, "When I ventured into the human world, I was full of hope, but I soon became deeply disappointed in humanity. So, I exiled myself, choosing to stay in that world to find an answer for my heart."

"Did you find it?" Queen Hippolyta's frown softened as she looked at her only daughter.

"Yes, I now understand what you meant." Diana replied with a slight smile, "Mike is the miracle I chose, and he's the answer I was seeking."

Hippolyta was silent for a moment before asking softly, "You have so much confidence in him?"

Diana's brows, sharp and resolute, relaxed as she said seriously, "I have confidence in myself. That's why I made this decision."

She gently held her mother's hand and whispered, "Mother, you won't blame me, will you?"

"How could I?" Hippolyta shook her head, looking at her daughter with deep affection, "You're my child. No matter what decision you make, I will support you."

At that moment, the palace doors opened abruptly. Kathy, the Amazonian general, entered with an air of anger. As soon as she stepped inside, she declared in a deep voice, "I don't agree!"

"Kathy." Hippolyta raised her head calmly.

"Your Majesty." Kathy knelt on one knee in respect, then repeated firmly, "I don't agree with Princess Diana's choice. She is the princess of our Amazon tribe. How can she entrust everything to a weak and inexperienced human?!"

"Kathy." Diana began to speak, but Hippolyta raised a hand, signaling her to wait. She addressed Kathy instead, "You're still as hot-headed as ever. Do you remember when Diana was a child?"

Kathy frowned, unsure where the Queen was going with this.

"When Diana was young, she often spied on your training sessions with the warriors. I forbade her from touching weapons because I wanted to protect her. But what did she do?" Hippolyta smiled wistfully, "She sneaked away to train with you anyway."

"This…" Kathy opened her mouth but said nothing.

"You and I couldn't control her back then. How can we hope to influence her decisions now that she's grown?" Hippolyta said with emotion, "You once praised her strength and determination. Now, this is her choice. How can you question it?"

Kathy was silent, clenching her fists before relaxing them slowly. Finally, she said, "I… respect Princess Diana's decision."

From that moment, with both Queen Hippolyta and General Kathy no longer opposing her, no one on Paradise Island could challenge Diana's decision.

Diana turned to Kathy, "I have one more favor to ask. It's about Mike."

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In a dark, ancient chamber.

Mike, lying on a small bed, was weak with hunger. Suddenly, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

Finally, someone is here!

Mike bolted upright just as the female guard from earlier entered with a set of clothes in hand, "Your Highness, change quickly. General Kathy wants to see you!"

"Is it time for dinner?" Mike asked, taking the clothes. Without hesitation, he removed his shirt, causing the female guard to flee in embarrassment.

"What's the big deal? It's not like you've never seen a man before." Mike muttered, donning the new clothes and stepping out of the chamber.

Emerging from the dim corridor into the open, Mike glanced at his attire. At least it was proper men's clothing this time—a simple linen top and trousers in the style of ancient Greece, but clearly tailored just for him.

Before Mike could process this, the sound of hoofbeats drew his attention. A group of Amazonian cavalry approached swiftly, led by none other than Kathy on a black horse.

Kathy dismounted and commanded the guard, "Bring him a horse."

"A horse?" Mike muttered nervously as a white steed was brought forward. The corners of his mouth twitched.

Great. Times have changed, but apparently, modern transportation hasn't reached here yet.

Seeing that Kathy and the female knights were all staring at him, Mike could only make eye contact with the white horse nearby.

As if she could sense his embarrassment, the female guard stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, do you want me to help you get on your horse?"

"Then I'll leave it to you." Mike was deeply moved, and then—he flew away.

The female guard threw him two or three meters into the air, landing him on the back of the white horse.

The startled white horse began to move its limbs violently, and with Mike on its back, it bolted like an arrow from a bow.

"Go!" Kathy stepped forward, leading the female cavalry in pursuit of the white horse.

Surrounded by the female cavalry, the white horse began to slow its pace. Mike, still shaken, clung to the saddle. Fortunately, he had grabbed the reins in time, or he would have been thrown off.

Catching his breath, Mike noticed that the cavalry wasn't slowing down for his sake but because they had entered the town area of Paradise Island!

The smooth and spacious white stone road wound through the mountain, with countless white buildings lining either side of the path.

As the female cavalry escorted Mike through the town's roads, hundreds of local residents in white dresses—and armed soldiers at various posts—gathered to watch. Their eyes were locked on him with curiosity and wariness.

Mike suddenly felt like he was visiting his girlfriend's house for the first time, surrounded and scrutinized by a sea of relatives.

Except, this wasn't just a group of relatives—it was an entire tribe!

And that wasn't even the most startling part.

The crowd consisted solely of women. There wasn't a single man in sight! Moreover, there weren't any elderly individuals; everyone appeared to be in their prime!

Mike finally understood why the men's clothing he was wearing seemed newly sewn—because men's clothing wasn't typically needed here.

Paradise Island?

More like the *Kingdom of Women*!

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Kathy led the team of female knights and escorted Mike through the town of Paradise Island, up to the summit of a mountain.

Riding on his white horse, Mike's eyes brightened as he took in the sight before him.

The mountain's peak seemed to have been sheared off by some immense power, forming a natural platform open on all sides. The interior was a lush green field, soft as a carpet, while the edges provided breathtaking views of the endless sky and ocean.

On this grassy training ground, dozens of tall female warriors in combat skirts were engaged in fierce sparring. Their physical prowess far exceeded that of ordinary humans, and they wielded real swords and spears with precision.

Sparks flew as blades clashed, and the metallic clang echoed endlessly.

These were Amazon warriors. Against a modern human army of equal size, they would leave no survivors. They were the first to charge when facing an invader, unrelenting and fearless in battle!

As Kathy rode her black horse onto the training ground, the female warriors halted their sparring and saluted her respectfully.

"General!"

Immediately, their sharp, hostile gazes shifted to the young man trailing behind her.

It didn't take an explanation for them to identify Mike's identity.

A male human on Paradise Island, and wearing the royal *Starlight Crown*? He was an anomaly, standing out like a blazing beacon in the midst of this female-dominated world.

If looks could kill, Mike would've been obliterated on the spot.

Mike sighed inwardly, understanding the warriors' hostility.

These fierce Amazons valued strength above all else. To them, a young, ordinary human male like him was utterly unworthy of their princess—or the crown he now wore.

But understanding didn't mean he would accept it!

They could disdain him as a human, but as long as he wore this crown, he would never let anyone disrespect it—or his aunt Diana, to whom it belonged!

Straightening his posture, Mike fixed the female warriors with a sharp, unwavering gaze. His cold glare radiated defiance and determination.

The sunlight caught the crown on his head, its halo casting a majestic aura. In that moment, Mike seemed every bit the royal he was expected to be.

Many of the Amazon warriors averted their eyes, unable to meet his fierce stare.

Even Kathy was taken aback. She had planned to use the intimidating presence of these warriors to show Mike that he was unfit to bear the weight of the crown.

But she was wrong. Absolutely wrong.

Though Mike himself doubted his ability to uphold the crown's legacy, as long as it remained on his head, he would defend its honor to the very end.

This was his unyielding resolve—his reverse scale!

Realizing this, Kathy called out to the warriors, "Salute him!"

Though reluctant, the warriors exchanged glances and then bowed their heads.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Mike gently patted the white horse beneath him, which had also calmed down. The animal obediently lowered itself, sensing the shift in its rider's demeanor.

Dismounting from her own black horse, Kathy addressed the female warriors, "Rest here for now. Training will resume after lunch."

"Yes, General!"

The warriors quickly gathered their weapons, and civilians arrived carrying trays of figs, cheese, bread, and freshly roasted meat.

The female warriors wasted no time, sitting in circles to enjoy their meal.