Successor

In Ames' palace, two people were standing outside the gate. One of them was Aesop, and behind him was a tall, purple-haired human lady. Her skin was a little blue, her face looked gentle and pretty, and she had alluring eyeshadow on. She was looking up at the palace apprehensively.

Aesop looked at the beautiful, purple-haired woman and said with resignation, "Vilna, don't be so nervous. It's just meeting Ames."

"I—It's my first time meeting a Beyond Grade A. What kind of person is Her Excellency Dragon Emperor? It's rumored that she's very controlling. Is that true?"

Vilna bit her lips and crossed her fingers nervously.

"Fake, of course! That's a rumor that only appeared in the last few years. It's to deliberately vilify Ames because Black Star… Sign, let's not talk about this."

Aesop seemed to have thought of something troubling. He shook his head and sighed.