After kicking away Elias Deathwill, Celia's profound power faded away. She became a weak little girl again, her body dropping onto the ground. She barely could move, yet Celia picked herself up to come closer to her grandma and others.

"Ubo needs help, too," Celia whispered as tears flooded her eyes again, blurring her vision.

It seemed like everything was fine now and that everyone had been saved. That was not the case, as Celia didn't save Erin from Elias Deathwill's hands. She just didn't know what to do.

With her experience and limited power and more importantly, wounded heart and clouded eyes Celia could only attack Elias Deathwill with everything she got. Her kick destroyed most of Elias' plans.

Yet, Erin was still in his hands.

"I can help him now!" Veronica parted her lips a few minutes later. She had checked Yumia and Anais' conditions, then rushed her way to Ubo, who had been lying on the ground soundlessly.

He breathed a little, and his eyes were closed, so the little boy went to sleep.

He was fine, so Veronica sighed with relief, then swathed him in her holiness. Her healing techniques were on par with adults, so the little treasure soon would heal the whole castle.

At the same time, Yumia and Anais tended to Celia's feelings. Their bodies felt sore, and moving even a little caused them to narrow their eyes. Yet, they couldn't sit still with Celia crying before them.

They hugged the little princess, then explained that she had done everything she could've, that they lived because of her and that her mother and father would be very proud of her soon.

Celia sobbed but nodded, then lost a battle against herself as she went asleep in the older ladies' embrace. Feeling exhausted and tired like never before, Yumia and Anais dropped onto the cold floor.

They closed their eyes and took a nap as well.

Veronica brought Ubo to their side, then ran around the castle alone. She was spotted by other forest fairies, and with their help, she contacted everyone in the castle, curing their wounds and putting them into a deep slumber.

The invasion ended in such a way.

While battles kept happening across the globe, Alex was still in the old cat's house. He listened to the sounds of the cat digging the cat food and his future wife's complaints as she couldn't bear to hear Conrad's munching anymore.

"Where's the dignity you have always spoken of?!" Schnee stomped on the ground a few times as the roles reversed. The old cat hadn't spared her a glance, his kitty face still in the can.

He would've said some words had he known about Schnee's indignation and how genuine it was. But the food took the entirety of his mind and heart.

Still, there was a presence in the tribe that would always gather Conrad's attention, no matter the circumstances.

Knock! Knock!

Conrad had already sensed the familiar scent behind the person who knocked on the doors. He also spotted many other people behind that man, so he wiped off his face, then turned into a human.

He was an elderly man in his humanoid form, which was a surprise as Auberon and Danielle looked young and like a new generation in comparison. He wore a casual shirt and short pants, his body tall and back straight, undoubtedly not affected by the old age.

Conrad opened the doors, then smiled faintly, "The Rest Hour is over, and you have sensed my troublemaker back home, patriarch?"

"Precisely, Conrad," the man smiled broadly, clearly telling outsiders that he was on good terms with Conrad. Some people behind them shook their heads at such a display of friendship.

Conrad's house was too small to invite everyone, so he allowed the patriarch to stay next to him while he cast his eyes on everyone else. He saw many annoying faces and friends who would support him.

They all needed to know that Alex and Schnee had brought good gifts, "They are on the table, patriarch."

"I shall examine them," the patriarch chuckled and stepped into the house. He smiled at Schnee who was stressed to see him and Alex, who held Schnee's hand tightly to encourage her with his presence.

Because of him, Schnee could smile like usual herself, and the patriarch, who has always been someone to rebuke and stop her pranks, no longer could pressure her and bring back the unpleasant memories.

But those were unpleasant simply because she had gone overboard many times, and it was her fault that the patriarch shouted at her with his boundless mana, so the man himself felt happy for Schnee, and his interest in Alex grew higher.

He lifted one of the items, examining it with his golden and experienced eyes.

Outside, the talk was also brief. Conrad told others that his granddaughter returned with her beloved. There was nothing wrong with that, so he expected them to just ask a few questions about Alex's origin.

And that would be easy to deal with as Conrad would just say that Alex was a player.

"Conrad. The main reason we allowed Elias Deathwill to enter the divine cat's mirror world was that we believe the mirror holds the purpose of our race. He was a peculiar existence back then, so we thought he would help us unveil the mystery of our race.

Perhaps, our purpose is to become cats of humans?" the man chuckled, his voice irking other cats as no one wanted to become belonging to some humans. But as the players could level up endlessly(it seemed as such), then the such idea wasn't so groundless.

Still, no one wanted to become a pet.

"Whatever the purpose might hide behind the mirror, we all want to know it, don't we?" the man continued, "So on the same basis we allowed Elias Deathwill to enter that world, I want your granddaughter's man to enter it.

Your granddaughter should follow him. She can't be this weak for too long, can she?" the man snickered as he had already sensed Schnee's weak level.

Conrad's eyes gleamed.