Chapter 12: The Maid Corps of the True Red Royal Court_2

"Don't stay up too late,"

before sleep, Hexia still returned Geyin's identity card to her, simply reminding the silver-green-haired net-girl to be mindful of the time.

Having received her chip card back, while Geyin didn't speak, her mood seemed to fluctuate a bit. After returning to her bedroom, she swiftly re-entered the Aijeika network.

The familiar gate, upon being pushed open and passed through, brought Geyin to that ever-occupied conference room. At this time, the skeleton wearing the crown of wisdom still sat in its chair, as if it had never logged off. The puppet bear and the monkey with slender fingers she had seen before were not online at the moment, but there was another lady in the conference room, wearing a blue peacock feathered mask.

"You've returned, Silver-Green Creation." The lady's voice was unhurried, unchanging.

"Madam," the mechanical puppet that Geyin was playing bowed to her.