Super Righteous Player-Chapter 1275 - 305: Left the Door Open for You

Annan and the players temporarily handed over the aftermath of the Corrupted Husband’s issues to the Mysterious Goddess.

After all, that elder... (crossed out) this little girl is a bona fide "professional" in funerals for the gods, with skills almost rivaling the Bone-Buried Granny.

But Granny usually focuses on matters during the "funeral" phase.

The problem with the Corrupted Husband now is that he’s trying to resurrect...

Leaving this nightmare sealed here won’t work.

Ultimately, a team will still need to be assembled to fully resolve the lingering issues.

The Mysterious Goddess, knowledgeable in all fields, coupled with Yawen, who originally intended to intervene... add Mother Moth and the Old Grandmother, and that makes a light and agile strike team.

Yes, this also falls under the Old Grandmother’s domain.

After all, the so-called "Winter" originally referred to the hatred of the skies and the earth for the half-dead and the unyielding.

—Simply put, for those who should have died but haven’t, frost must cover and freeze them. It’s effectively a targeted measure against the undead.

Annan believed... when the Old Grandmother learns that "purifying the nightmare of the Corrupted Husband" requires her involvement, she would surely be delighted.

When the Corrupted Husband was still alive, if not for the constraints of the Creation Ritual: The Calendar System, which prevented the Old Grandmother from acting rashly, she wouldn’t have needed to fully awaken. She would have risen prematurely just to eliminate him and then gone back to sleep.

But now the Corrupted Husband is dead, and the Calendar System ritual no longer protects him.

This means the Old Grandmother can finally unleash her fury.

Though venting rage on a corpse might sound rather hollow...

But in this world, death is not the end.

Annan believed, the Corrupted Husband has his own set of torments awaiting him. As for the specifics, Annan neither knew nor asked—he simply trusted that the Old Grandmother would not disappoint.

And Annan’s goals on this side have also been achieved.

The resentment of the past has ended, and Dmitry’s fertility, cursed and sealed by the Corrupted Husband, has also been duly restored.

Of course, such prolonged loss has inevitably caused some permanent damage to his body. But fortunately, as he’s still alive... there’s still a chance for recovery.

With the use of some alchemical potions to nourish his body and rituals to aid treatment, "functionality" could be restored within a few months.

Annan did not return directly to the Winter Principality.

Instead, as per the Old Grandmother’s instruction, he obediently headed to the Noah Kingdom...

When Annan truly realized the purpose of his return to Noah this time, he couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.

—Even when confronting the Gray Professor or the Corrupted Husband, Annan had never felt nervous before. But now, he was starting to feel on edge.

Annan didn’t take the subway—for him now, subway travel seemed a bit slow. The more time dragged on, the more nervous he became.

Thus, Annan directly transformed into a stream of light, speeding upward along the Ant Layer of Light.

Just like optical fibers transmitting information—one could only see a faint, elusive glimmer pass through the Ant Layer before Annan reached the top of the Underground City in the blink of an eye.

After tidying his appearance slightly, he exited from there, entered the southern border of Noah, and once again transformed into a radiant light. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the Noah Royal Capital.

As for the players... quite a few wanted to join the excitement.

But Old Yawen, fearing Annan might be nervous, sternly scolded and drove the players away. Even if some sneaked after him, as long as it wasn’t the big spectacle of dozens of people trailing behind, Annan at least wouldn’t feel embarrassed...

Of course, Yawen didn’t quite understand the principle that "if one player sees, it means all players see." But as long as Annan wasn’t shy or angrily lashing out, it didn’t really matter.

Although Annan was widely recognized as mature, he was still a young man after all. It wasn’t entirely certain that he couldn’t throw a tantrum like a child...

The True Gods treating him like a child was also understandable. In fact, almost every True God regarded Annan as THEIR "shared child."

The so-called Child of the World probably enjoyed this kind of treatment.

Of course, "being loved by the world" could also mean, from another perspective, taking sole responsibility for the world’s retirement problems...

Annan didn’t just "flow" into the Royal Capital—he even directly "flowed" into the royal palace.

The magical defenses of the Noah Palace had absolutely no response to Annan’s presence.

—Transformed into a streak of iridescent light, Annan dove straight into Her Majesty the Queen’s bedchamber.

He was already familiar with this route, having been brought here several times by Kafney before.

Annan had gone to deal with the Corrupted Husband at dusk, and now it was late at night... so Annan slipped carefully into Kafney’s room, trying not to disturb her sleep.

If there was anything to be discussed, it could wait until she woke up.

After all, she had government affairs to handle tomorrow—Kafney was indeed a diligent and responsible queen, unlike Annan, who became a Grand Duke and then immediately stopped managing things, acting as a mere mascot.

But what Annan didn’t expect was...

Not long after he snuck into the darkness of the room—he felt cold, damp tendrils silently emerge from beneath him and wrap around his ankle.

"...You’re awake?"

Annan coughed lightly and spoke softly, a bit awkwardly.

He sensed a subtle change in Kafney’s breathing.

Clearly, she had woken up the moment he arrived—yet she made no sound to startle him, instead silently extending her shadowy tendrils to touch him.

Kafney sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

The warm orange light spilled softly over Kafney.

Her exceptionally silky black hair draped loosely around her, not at all mussed from sleep like one might expect, but instead flowing like satin or the liquid embodiment of shadow itself.

Wearing playful, cute pajamas, she looked less like the fearsome Demon Queen of Noah and more like the shy girl next door.

—However, as soon as the light turned on, her bed’s cast shadow crawled erratically across the floor like a monstrous creature. It resembled a giant shadow spider with a human-like upper body.

"These shadows are protecting me."

Kafney spoke softly: "Layer upon layer, like a web... the moment you crossed through, I already knew."

Although her voice remained youthful, it had become clearer over time.

It had been a long time since Kafney had struggled with high levels of erosion that made her feel perpetually dazed and dream-bound, as though living in a fog.

"Ah, well, that’s good then..."

Annan whispered even more softly than Kafney: "When I passed through the palace’s defenses, they didn’t even issue a warning. At the time, I couldn’t help but wonder what this kind of barrier could possibly protect against...

"Now it seems that the true security lies in these shadows you’ve tamed. They’re your frontline defense, while the outer barriers serve merely as a distraction.

"That’s clever—when someone thinks they can do whatever they want after bypassing the barriers, the omnipresent shadows in the palace will teach them a harsh lesson. This way, I can feel reassured about your safety..."

"That’s not it, my lord."

Kafney pursed her lips, her mouth quirking upwards slightly: "The royal barriers were personally reinforced by Master Kai. After the Nicholas invasion incident, he fortified them to the point even ordinary Golden-Rank beings couldn’t easily breach them."

"Then now..."

Before Annan could finish speaking, he understood the answer himself.

Kafney replied softly, "That’s right.

"I instructed Master Kai to grant you the highest level of authorization. These barriers will protect you just as they protect me. At the same time, they won’t hinder you."

She emphasized, "They will never stop you from going anywhere."