Isn't... weren't your powers sealed by [Bedtime Story]? How did you manage to come so promptly?

After glancing at the door where the startled Miss Crasher stood with her mouth covered, and then at Prince Freckles' face, which was showing an extremely complicated expression, the wicked duke, who seemed to be caught in an affair by his brother-in-law, opened his mouth feebly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Ultimately, this is indeed my fault. For the past few days, I've been waging war with the Cat Princess, dragging nine families from the seventeen major societies into [Bedtime Story]. This diluted its binding power, giving Miss Crasher a chance to make efforts again.

However... I don't know what happened, but a lot of the constraints that were gone in the past two days seem to have suddenly returned.

After wrapping an arm around the Cat Princess's somewhat warm waist and guiding her to a nearby sofa to rest, Leon tried to move his body a bit and immediately frowned.

It seems like the constraints haven't fully returned, but they've increased back to about eighty percent of their original strength. No wonder why the Cat Princess had her energy completely drained all at once.

Leon carefully checked the Cat Princess's state and found that aside from severe exhaustion and excessive sweating, there was nothing else wrong. He let out a slight sigh of relief and then waved at the two stunned figures standing by the door.

"Don't stand at the door; come in. I need your help."

"..."

"What's wrong?"

"..."

What's wrong? What do you think is wrong?!

Seeing the Evil Duke openly embrace and cuddle a mysterious beauty right in front of him, Prince Freckles felt his blood boil.

Damned bastard! Aren't you afraid I'll tell Veronica?

Even though she's my nemesis in the throne fight, driving away her officials, plotting her assassination, my mom tried to imprison her, now I'm joining with ministers to start a coup, only to be locked up by her, and my uncle is still confined at home...

Hmm...

After briefly reviewing past events and shallowly analyzing his sibling relationship with Veronica, the heated blood in Prince Freckles instantly cooled and retreated.

Seems like I have enmity with that woman? Why am I angry? Her husband messing around outside should make me happy... Hmm... That's right, but I should still report it!

After sorting out his current stance, the thought of that despicable woman who snatched everything from him having a heart-broken look upon discovering this, brought a touch of a pleased smile to Prince Freckles' face.

Ha-ha, finally caught your slip!

Watching the wicked duke walk toward him, feeling confident about holding the dirt on him, Prince Freckles straightened his back and stared back defiantly.

"You... Hey!"

Leon raised his hand and slapped Prince Freckles, checking his swiftly reddening face and frowned:

"How's your face? Does it hurt?"

"?!"

Nonsense! Of course it hurts!

Getting slapped out of nowhere made Prince Freckles furious; he glared upward and shouted with eyebrows raised:

"Father, why did you slap me again?"

"..."

"!?!?!?!"

Not only [Omen of Beating]'s immunity failed, but he was also forced back into the "idiot son" role, unable to say words against the character?

After confirming Joshua's status with the slap, Leon's brow tightened further and then turned to the startled Miss Crasher beside him.

"Your Highness!"

Startled by Leon's slap, Miss Crasher backed up a half step nervously, then awkwardly pulled out a white cloth from the maid outfit, speaking tremblingly:

"I won't tell His Majesty anything, um... Do you need me to make your bed?"

"..."

Make your damned bed!

Even though the situation took a downward turn, Leon couldn't help but roll his eyes at the maid after hearing her catchphrase. He then fully confirmed his suspicions.

Based on past experiences, since the [Bedtime Story] could be diluted by more people, then there must be a theoretical "maximum value".

If only the Cat Princess and I were bound, then perhaps the Narration of Nonexistence adjusted its target, weakening the effect on others, focusing on us.

But it's not just me and the Cat Princess now; even Joshua and Miss Crasher are further restrained. The only possibility is that the "maximum value" of [Bedtime Story] has suddenly spiked substantially!

So... how did the Narration of Nonexistence do it?

...

"No, it still isn't strong enough!"

After feeling the state of [Bedtime Story] with closed eyes, the black crow on "Princess Catherine"'s shoulder opened its beak and urged sternly:

"Keep finding more people! At least three more sleeping caps, to get the story back on track!"

"Sir, truly there aren't any more people."

Facing Narration of Nonexistence's command, "Princess Catherine"'s white snake earrings swayed, answering hesitantly:

"You know the situation in the society. Not everyone shares our vision. At least half joined for shelter from the Cleaner's persecution, pushed in for warmth, not bound strongly.

And if they wear your sleeping cap, not only will they lose all their powers, turning temporarily into a normal human, but also face risks of death in the story, most refuse..."

"Tell them, members who refuse this time will be removed from the [Book of Law] shards when I return! Additionally, the operation on the Thousand Sails Maritime Country succeeded yesterday."

For some reason looking extremely fatigued, Narration of Nonexistence continued in a hoarse tone:

"The thick fog above the Covered Moon Sea was broken during the day, the king ship of the Thousand Sails Maritime Country has turned dead, the Cancer division, recent supporting cleaners, and Sai Ao Royal Family have all perished except the Cancer division chief.

So if I press forward next, removing the Witch Kingdom's Grand Witch lineage, the Watcher's Palace's power will quickly drop, enough for True God to freely access.

Finally, members willing to wear the cap to help me kill Food God, once they can freely access reality, I will prioritize making them pillar gods!"