This villain, please exercise some restraint.

World Palace.

The palace of the "world" is still magnificent, but now it seems particularly empty because there is no life.

"Oh, I thought that where there is temperance, the 'world' will most likely be there too. In this case... is it because I am unlucky and encountered a rare case?"

Before the sweet ending tone faded, the figure of the blonde girl had quietly arrived and stood in the center of the hall.

At her side, Shi Si seemed to have regained consciousness. The fear on his face seemed to have almost disappeared, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that some unknown fear was still looming over him.

"Moderation... Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, did you say - moderation?"

It was just that the word "moderation" seemed to have touched a sensitive nerve in the white-haired boy. His slightly clear eyes turned stiffly for a moment, and then looked at the girl beside him.

"Are you talking about Temperance? Do you know him? Why do you know him? What kind of person is he? Why... do I have a special feeling about him?"

These seemed to be some very important questions, and the boy's speaking speed became a little faster.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Jiezhi.

In her long time as the Wheel of Fortune, she had never seen Temperance speak in this way. It turned out that... Temperance would also have such inexplicably anxious and... helpless moments?

There was still some dried blood on the corners of the lips of the young man in front of her, and the clothes that in her impression were always spotless were now dirty.

The Jiezhi in front of her was undoubtedly in a mess, and it was difficult for her to reconcile him with the Jiezhi in her memory. There was even a moment when she wondered if the guy beside her that she brought back was just a lookalike.

But... the Wheel of Fortune raised its head and looked intently.

But... even though he looked so disheveled, the face in front of her was still exquisite. She would never believe that there would be anyone with the same face as "Temperance". Even the feeling it gave her was so similar.

However, what she couldn't understand was why temperance had become what it was now.

Now, he looks a little inexplicably crazy...

She always felt that... even if all of their successors to the Strength card went crazy and did wrong things, Temperance would be... the one who would never make a mistake.

"Temperance... do you still... know me?"

"Wheel of Fortune" hesitated, pointed at himself, and asked uncertainly.

During the time she was away, something very big seemed to have happened, so big that... moderation was no longer moderation.

But the last time she saw Jiezhi, he was not like this.

Temperance is still faithfully conveying and implementing the concept of the "world". Although his words are no longer as pleasant to the ears as before, but... she can still vaguely feel that Temperance is still the same Temperance.

But - maybe I won't hand her a sweet lollipop when she cries anymore.

Thinking of this, the Wheel of Fortune felt somewhat lost. When she looked at the short-haired boy beside her, she felt even more... empty inside.

Why? She couldn't explain.

Maybe it was the emotions that made her feel this way.

"No, I don't know you. Who are you? What are you talking about? Are you calling me... Temperance? I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. I'm not Temperance, and I don't know who I am, but I don't think I can be Temperance."

The short-haired boy's eyes became confused, but he quickly denied it.

"Although I don't know him, I roughly know that he would be a very scary and difficult guy to get along with. He must have caused me some trauma, otherwise, I wouldn't have this feeling towards him."

As the white-haired boy spoke, he turned his gaze forward, but soon, his eyes became... even more confused.

Because in his sight, there was a being that appeared out of nowhere and stood right in front of him...in front of the throne.

He was a young man with short golden hair. His white and flowing clothes made him look inexplicably noble and yet with an indescribable sense of alienation.

But when the white-haired boy looked over, the naturally raised curve of the young man's lips completely eliminated the unignorable sense of alienation.

"You're back."

The young man smiled and lowered his voice as he uttered these words. There seemed to be a hint of smile between his eyebrows because of the curve at the corner of his lips.

"What a coincidence! I just threw away the card that belongs to you, and you came back."

"Shi Si."

The young man's voice was deep and carried a heavy feeling of age.

"Lost? Huh? Can Strength Cards be discarded casually? Did I remember it wrongly or have I been gone for too long and can't keep up with you guys? Are the disposal of Strength Cards... so careless now?"

"Wheel of Fortune" hugged the teddy bear in his arms tightly, looked up at the young man standing in front of the throne with an innocent face.

“World, world, please help me check if this guy I brought here is a fake. I don’t know what has happened to him, but he doesn’t look like he’s in his right mind… What’s more, he won’t even give me a lollipop!”

The girl stared at the boy beside her for a while, and there was some viciousness in her words.

"Fake? What fake? Who am I, a fake? What are you talking about? I don't understand a word you say."

The white-haired boy spoke very quickly, but he could feel that compared to his rapid speaking speed, his brain was almost rusty and he had difficulty thinking.

This made him feel an indescribable...urgency.

"Did you save me? Why did you save me? I remember I was dying and I had to grab at any straws I could. I didn't want to die yet."

The white-haired boy said this, but the more he spoke, the more confused he looked.

"It's just...why can't I die?"

He turned his head and looked at the Wheel of Fortune.

"You saved me, can you tell me why I can't die?"

Upon hearing this, the girl holding the teddy bear looked at the "world" in surprise, and then became even more surprised.

Because the "world" is standing there, like a god, watching everything with almost cold eyes.

No… The Wheel of Fortune shook its head. How could the “world”… not be called a god? If there were gods, then… the “world” was something above the gods.

The white-haired boy followed the line of sight of the Wheel of Fortune and met a pair of extremely calm eyes.

The owner of those eyes was the young man who suddenly appeared.

"You seem to know more. Can you tell me why I can't die?"

"Why do I feel like... I can't die yet?"

The white-haired boy paused and asked.