How can a person’s personality be changed in an instant? Alter their soul?
That would be unnecessarily complicated.
The gods are all natural-born strategists—implanting a new personality directly into the Demon King’s mind is far more efficient than reshaping a soul.
After all, even gods have to manage their resources.
A completely new personality—one born at the moment the Demon King ascended the throne, a personality created solely for the Demon King.
Clearly, compared to Vi, who was still naive about emotions, this “Demon King” had much lower emotional intelligence and was far more arrogant.
There was no way Sephine would throw away the ring Vi had given her.
It was just that Vi could not bear to wear it, so she placed it at the very center of her treasure vault.
“Don’t make me laugh. Without your job and without my protection, how long do you think you can survive?”
“Ugh—my head hurts… why is the reaction getting stronger and stronger?”
‘I think there’s something wrong with your brain! I’m leaving right now! Take your scarf back!’
Sephine searched the room for the clothes she had originally been wearing, but in the end, she could not find them.
The Demon King had probably already thrown them away.
After searching everywhere, she still could not find anything useful to take with her.
But at least she had not taken anything given out of pity.
The only thing that could still be considered connected to the Demon King was the child in her belly.
Sephine would never give up custody of the child to this Demon King.
Even if someone were sent to take the child by force, she would never let go.
“Why are you blocking the door?”
Sephine looked up at Daenifen, who stood much taller than her.
With the doorway blocked, she could not get out.
Was this person planning to use force?
If so, she might as well just smash her head against the wall.
Of course, that was only something she said in anger.
The child had not even been born yet.
No matter what Daenifen wanted to do, Sephine still had a responsibility to the child—even if the child had been forced into her by the Demon King.
Daenifen grabbed Sephine’s hand and forcefully pulled her aside.
“When did I ever say you were allowed to leave? And who agreed to a divorce with you?”
‘Obsessive lunatic! Stubborn fool! Liar!’
“No matter how much you insult me, it won’t hurt me.”
With a wave of her hand, Daenifen slammed the door shut.
The already dull sound of the closing door became even more irritating.
Sephine was forced into the corner, completely overpowered by Daenifen’s strength.
“Knock, knock, knock—”
At such a moment, someone actually dared to knock on the door.
Daenifen turned and shouted toward the entrance, “Get lost!”
“Knock, knock, knock—”
They were still knocking. Furious, Daenifen decided she would definitely teach this person a lesson.
The Demon King kicked the door open and saw a dirty, disheveled figure—it was her younger sister, the one she had just kicked away earlier.
In her memory, this person had always been annoying, constantly pestering her.
Daenifen had no affection for her at all and felt no hesitation in using force.
“Are you looking to die?”
“Have you gone crazy today?”
Ai’er was no longer acting like her usual foolish self.
She clutched her chest and confronted Daenifen.
In the past, Vi would often hit her too, but always controlled her strength, only giving her a lesson.
But that earlier kick had been heavy—Ai’er felt like several of her ribs had broken.
Fortunately, she had an unusually strong recovery ability.
After resting for a while, she could already walk normally again.
“How dare you insult the Demon King? Do you want to be locked in the dungeon too? Don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because you’re my sister!”
“Did becoming the Demon King make you stupid?”
“Get lost already!”
“I’m going to tell Father when I get back!”
Before leaving, Ai’er did not forget to launch a sneak attack.
After kicking the Demon King once, she quickly ran away.
But when Daenifen turned back, she realized that Sephine, who had been cornered against the wall, was already gone.
Sephine had found the cloak she had taken earlier from Ai’er.
After putting it on, she escaped from the back of the Inner Palace into the garden.
The garden was vast, with many paths that could lead her out of the Imperial Palace.
There was no need to carry what little she had.
As long as she still had the key to her house, that was enough.
There were still some vegetables left at home.
Thankfully, she had previously spent a large sum to acquire a refrigerator-like Magic Tool.
Otherwise, she might not even have food when she returned.
The cold wind struck her face as she walked.
Dressed in only a few thin layers, she made her way home step by step.
Now, only Daenifen remained in the Inner Palace.
She did not want to stay there and instead went to the Cabinet meeting room.
At the very top of the table was the throne she had always longed for.
In the past, she could only watch as the person now trapped within her body sat there, commanding everyone with authority, even holding Sephine in her arms—never pushed away like this.
But the price of all this was that her rightful authority had been divided among others.
She could not accept that.
She had been born to replace the one inside her and become a tyrant.
Daenifen sat on the throne, looking at the empty surroundings.
“What was this feeling? Loneliness?”
But a king is destined to be alone.
“Hey… can you talk to me for a moment?”
She closed her eyes and spoke inwardly to herself.
To her, those memories were just memories—she had never personally experienced them.
She only knew that she “loved” Sephine and “loved” her family.
But she did not even understand what love was, so how could she love?
She knew that her true father was not Misilanka, but the gods far away among the stars.
She had been created by them solely to cause trouble for this Demon King.
They enjoyed watching such scenes—and it seemed she had already succeeded.
The time was almost up.
But this would not be the last time.
If the Demon King continued to use the power of Divine Blessing beyond its limits, she would take over the body once again.
Resting her head on her hand, she peacefully fell asleep on the throne.
After an unknown amount of time, the Demon King opened her eyes.
She gasped for breath, as if she had just had a terrible nightmare—one where someone stole her body and drove Sephine away.
Only when she looked around did she realize it had not been a dream.
“Who covered me with this blanket?”
The Demon King knew nothing about what had happened after she fell asleep.
Yet someone had placed a blanket over her.
It carried a faint, familiar milky scent—but the person who left it was already gone.
Nearby was the ministers’ work area.
At such an early hour, no one had arrived yet.
The place that once belonged to Sephine was now completely empty.
She had only been on leave before, and all her belongings had remained there.
Now, everything was gone.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
Only now did Vi finally understand why Sephine had reacted so strongly the first time she said she would take matters into her own hands.
Sephine had truly left.
But it was not over yet.
Since she had left behind this blanket, there was still hope.
For the Demon King, it was nothing more than starting over from zero.
Before anyone else could act, she would bring Sephine back—and give her the grandest wedding of all.