Looking at this group of people dreaming about the future, the words about the true situation of their world got stuck in Xue Dili's throat.

This group of people, still dreaming of restoring their nation, were so excited they couldn't contain themselves as they saw the dream about to be put into practice.

In the crowd, only the Palace Mage remained slightly calm.

Just slightly though, for while the nation restoration plan was a "worth dying for" endeavor for others, for him it was just at the level of being "thrilled beyond measure."

In the end, Xue Dili closed his eyes.

The Fairy Tale World already had another Silver Princess, another Palace Mage like Watson, and the same batch of Silver Kingdom Knights.

Moreover, those in the Fairy Tale World had awakened some memories from the Tita Civilization era, and under such memories, they were completely different individuals. Plus, that artificial intelligence spreads the cultures and traditions of each Tita race.

Even if a few months ago they were the same person, since they traversed to the Blue Star, they became like completely different individuals from a Parallel World.

"Watson, and that Princess, I have something very important to tell you." But at this moment, he still decided to disclose part of the message, at least to the two who were obviously in charge.

...

In the home's hall, before several memorial portraits were placed here, electronic incense sticks emitted a simulated flickering flame.

In some southern rural homesteads, the hall and altar are usually together, with the altar positioned to see upon entry. Xue Dili's homestead, built by his parents over a decade ago, adopted such an arrangement.

Of course, many homes place portraits of renowned figures rather than gods in the primary position.

The Palace Mage and Princess were clearly fascinated by this shrine and altar filled with Otherworld cultural practices, but when they saw Old Green's memorial portrait, they froze for a moment.

Then, as if reacting from a sixth sense, an indescribable tremor filled their hearts.

"What I'm about to say next, don't be afraid." Xue Dili said to them.

"Rest assured, sir. Through our journey, we have faced numerous hardships. No matter what, we won't panic." The Palace Mage replied, deciding in that moment to shoulder this responsibility, looking at the Princess beside him.

He might have guessed it already, that the Silver Kingdom might be completely annihilated, or the King may already be dead, or perhaps Giant Dragons have utterly destroyed their homeland.

The worst possibility was this. In fact, they were prepared to receive such tragic news. After all, for people like them, when they escaped from the Silver City, watching as thorns and flowers completely enveloped the once majestic city, they prepared for the worst.

After all, it couldn't get any worse, could it?

Thinking this way, looking at Xue Dili's serious expression, they could only think that the Silver Kingdom might have already been completely destroyed.

Thus, as the last Silver descendants, they must persevere and strive to reclaim everything of the Silver Kingdom, to restore its glory—it is their unshirkable duty.

Even the Little Princess, merely thirteen or fourteen, wore a serious expression, holding a stern face like that of a solemn porcelain doll, seemingly awaiting the news of her kingdom's demise.

"Take a look at this." Xue Dili used Fantasy Manifestation to project a screen in the living room.

Then, he directly showcased the bloody environment of Hell in front of them…

...

A half-hour later.

The living room was dead silent. Even though they had made all the preparations, ready to accept even the news of every Silver Kingdom person perishing, after seeing the truth presented by Xue Dili…

Both the teenage Princess and the seventy-year-old Palace Mage wore expressions as if broken.

Especially Princess Gray, the most terrifying news she had imagined was nothing compared to even a fraction of what she saw now. She even froze on the spot, pupils constricted, the naïve smile from her youthful face had vanished, replaced with profound sorrow and shock.

In that half-hour, her slender fingers tightly gripped her dress, fingers turning pale. Now it looked like she had exerted too much force, starting to stiffen the muscles—the paleness visible on her fingers showed her anxiety and panic.

The Palace Mage was slightly calmer, but he now trembled like an old man with Parkinson's, his hands shaking so much that Xue Dili across the table could feel the apparent tremor.

Xue Dili showed restraint, many terrifying aspects of Hell were toned down, and the insides of the Evil Eye were also completely toned down. That thing in a horror film would still need toning down, it's the kind of terror that would cause mental contamination to normal people.

Just telling them that the Fairy Tale World is an Illusion Realm and the truth about the Tita Civilization was too much for them.

"Sir, this isn't real… is it?" The Little Princess muttered, seemingly unable to speak.

"I'm sorry, though reality is cruel, this is the truth. You are, in fact, merely the fantasy projection of the Tita people aboard the space airship from the Tita Civilization thirty thousand years ago." Xue Dili revealed the truth, capable of shattering their hearts.

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