Lilith's mouth hung open when she saw the familiar black-haired lady who had appeared in the center of the throne room.
How could she possibly forget the lady who had been part of an important turning point in her life?
"C-Cathy?" Lilith stuttered. "Is that really you?"
Cathy turned around and smiled at Lilith. "Hey, it's been a while, Lilith. I see that you're doing well."
"How co you're here?"
"Because I was needed?"
William, who had lost his mories, didn't know who the lady nad Cathy was. But, after seeing that Lily was familiar with her, he looked at the Amazon Princess with the "can you please tell who she is?" stare, which made Lilith decide to introduce the black-haired lady to everyone.
"Everyone, this is Cathy," Lilith said. "There was a ti when William and I were sent to a place called the Deadlands. She was the one that helped control his bloodthirst by volunteering to give him so of her blood."
"Hello everyone, I am William's blood donor, Cathy," Cathy waved at the ladies inside the room. "I am also his Ninth Wife, it's a pleasure to et all of you."
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Almost everyone in the throne room beca speechless after hearing Cathy's casual declaration of being one of William's future wives. None of them were expecting that the Hope they were looking for was the happy-go-lucky girl that was currently waving her hand at all of them, as if she was the winner of the Miss Universe Pageant.
Even Nisha, who was standing on the right side of William's throne, couldn't help but have doubts that the lady who had appeared in front of them would actually be able to help the Half-Elf recover his mories.
The red-headed teenager once again sat on his throne as he gazed at the lady whose attention had now shifted back to him.
Cathy wasn't beautiful, and calling her pretty was an overstatent. She looked slightly better than an average looking lady, giving her a score of 5 over 10 in the beauty rankings.
However, she had this appeal that attracted everyone to her. Even William couldn't help but feel that making her his ninth wife didn't sound like a bad idea.
"Okay, I know I'm pretty so stop ogling ," Cathy gave the Half-Elf a playful wink before blowing him a flying kiss. "What will you do if I get pregnant? Ah, just so you know, if I get pregnant, the seven ladies that summoned will also beco pregnant. So, if you want a buy one get 7 deal, this is the perfect opportunity to do that. I guarantee that all of them will give birth to healthy daughters!"
Nisha, who couldn't take Cathy's nonsense any longer, cleared her throat before getting to the main agenda.
"Your na is Cathy, right?" Nisha asked. "My na is Nisha, and I am the Emperor's steward, and Minister. We are very honored that you have graced us with your presence, but we are a little short on ti. We have reason to believe that you can lead us to Hope, right?"
Cathy blinked once then twice before chuckling. After she finished her laughter, she made a curtsy and lightly bowed her head to the red-headed teenager.
"Allow to introduce myself," Cathy said. "I go by many faces, and nas, and Cathy is just one of my many personas. I am the Eighth Heavenly Virtue, Hope. Once again, it's a pleasure to et your acquaintance, Your Majesty."
"Eight Heavenly Virtue…" William muttered. "I see. So that's what it is."
Cherry, tugged Audrey's robe as she pointed at Cathy who still had her head bowed to William.
"Is that weird lady over there one of our sisters?" Cherry asked.
"Shhh… don't let her hear you," Audrey replied in a hushed tone. "If soone asks, tell them that we're not related."
The other Heavenly Virtues all nodded their heads in agreent. Clearly, none of them wanted to be associated with the black-haired lady that they had labeled a weirdo.
Shannon, who was also present in the throne room, looked at Cathy with an understanding gaze. As the Eighth Deadly Sin, and Cathy's counterpart, she knew more than anyone else that their powers couldn't be asured by their outward appearance and personalities.
"Please, raise your head. It is my honor to et you, Cathy," William replied. "I've been told that you can help recover my mories. Is this true?
Cathy smiled and nodded. "Yes. I can help you recover your mories."
"Then can you please return my mories?"
"Eh? I'm not in the mood to do that right now."
The corner of everyone's lips twitched after hearing Cathy's reply because they didn't expect her to reject William's request without batting an eye.
"Forgive for asking such an unreasonable request," William rested his hands over the armrest of his throne as he tried to hide his frustration. "I'm sure that this service will not co for free. Please, tell , what do you want in exchange for returning my mories?"
A mischievous smile hung on Cathy's face as she gazed at the Half-Elf who was currently seated on the throne.
"I'm glad that his Majesty understands that there are no free lunches in this world," Cathy comnted. "Sadly the current you is unable to give what I want. Since that is the case, I'll just ask for an advance paynt first, and settle the rest at a later ti. Will you be fine with this kind of arrangent?"
"Yes," William replied. "Also, please don't be formal. Feel free to call William, or Will."
Cathy raised her head and gave the Half-Elf a very sweet smile, which gave him a sudden urge to bite her and suck her blood.
"Alright, Will," Cathy comnted. "Since your Stewards are in a hurry, and your wives and lovers seem to be feeling wary of , shall we take a stroll in the garden? You know, just the two of us? I want to have a nice long talk with you. Also, we need to discuss the advance paynt I want to ask from you."
William nodded his head and left the throne room with Cathy. He forbade anyone from following them, so that they could talk alone.
Of course, this order of his went into one ear and out the other, as his wives, lovers, and subordinates, used various ans to try and eavesdrop on their conversation, in order to get a better understanding of the lady who claid to be William's Ninth Wife.
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