"Where is Mirrorheart?"

"You have to find her according to the game rules..."

Right after she finished speaking, Loren rapped her on the head.

"Put your clothes back on."

Loren saw Anna's clothes right beside her, likely taken off after she entered the gift box.

Naclis clearly didn't know about this either, otherwise she would have stopped it, or at the very least, stopped Anna.

Leaving Anna, Loren casually opened another gift box. Seraphina was kneeling obediently inside, her clothes neatly folded and placed right next to her.

"How could you also do this..."

Loren never expected that not only the witches, but even several of the maids had joined Mirrorheart's game.

"Mirrorheart told me to do this. I also thought it might make you a little happier..."

"Don't do it next time. Change your clothes quickly."

After saying this to Seraphina, Loren closed the lid of the gift box.

Now he was a bit lacking in courage to open the other boxes. But to find Mirrorheart, Loren steeled himself and opened the next one.

This time, it was Corolla inside. She was trembling, appearing especially nervous, so much so that she jumped when Loren opened the lid.

She was the same as the others. Loren didn't say much, directly closing the box.

"Don't listen to Mirrorheart's bad ideas, come out now..."

Loren called out directly. Soon, he heard the sound of clothes rustling inside the boxes. He couldn't help but feel a headache.

Only one box opened directly. The one who stepped out was Luna. Although she had also hidden inside, her clothes were still properly on. Her sense of shame hadn't let her take that final step.

The next to walk out was Flossie, who wore a disappointed expression.

"I was waiting for you to put something inside. I'm a bit disappointed..."

The others also came out one after another. What surprised Loren was that even Lilith had been tricked into participating in this game...

Finally, only one gift box remained with its lid unopened. Without thinking, Loren knew Mirrorheart was inside.

Mirrorheart also knew she was the only one who hadn't come out, so she proactively called out.

"I won't come out until you put something inside and guess my identity!"

"..."

Loren really had no counter for this. Any punishment for her was a reward. Even if Loren dumped her out like trash, she'd be delighted.

In the end, Loren chose... to leave her be.

Although the game Mirrorheart came up with was too strange, all this commotion did liven things up considerably.

Complaints aside, Loren was actually quite happy in his heart. It was the first time so many people celebrated his birthday. He just hoped the celebration method could be a bit more normal next time.

"Clean up a bit, let's eat first. My cake will be delivered this afternoon."

Leftovers simply don't exist in Loren's house. Even yesterday's two massive cakes were devoured clean by Anna.

Even after eating so much, Anna hadn't gotten tired of it. Upon hearing there would be cake again today, she was just as excited.

By lunchtime, Mirrorheart finally wriggled out of the gift box and sat down at her seat as if nothing had happened.

Loren prefers peace and quiet and doesn't want things to be too rowdy. As long as someone remembers his birthday, Loren is perfectly content.

Lunch had just begun when the doorbell of Loren's house rang.

"Who is so inconsiderate?"

Logically, those who currently want to curry favor with Loren should know his schedule by now. They would absolutely never disturb him during meals or sleep. Unless it's an urgent matter like a country about to be annihilated, they would only visit in the afternoon.

However, it was Christmas, and his own birthday. Loren wasn't too displeased and went to open the door himself.

Standing outside was a girl wearing a white headscarf, pushing a large cake.

"Master Mentor, the cake you ordered is ready..."

Seeing this, Anna's eyes went wide, and she darted behind Loren.

"Oh, then bring it in..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Loren's Intuition sent a warning. His body moved instinctively, kicking the girl in front of him, along with the cake, flying back.

Simultaneously, he thought of a way to handle the aftermath. If the girl was innocent, he would say he sensed she was possessed by an Outer God, and that kick was to help expel it.

At worst, he'd give her some compensation later.

The next moment, the cake exploded. Cream flew everywhere, and the explosion's dust cloud obscured Loren's vision.

"Master Mentor!"

Anna directly pulled a long sword from the shoe cabinet by the door. To deal with emergencies, weapons were hidden throughout Loren's house.

Realizing Loren might be in danger, Anna's eyes were already clouded with killing intent. The cake was completely ignored by her now.

"I'm fine."

Loren's vision wasn't clear in the thick fog; he could only rely on instinct to act.

"The effect of the True Sight Eye still isn't complete..."

Loren only possessed half of The Perpetual Observer's ability. He could see through all falsehoods, but not this simple thick fog.

He began to think about how to obtain the other half of the authority, the authority of All-Sight. All-Sight was far more useful than True Sight, though the burden was heavier.

While thinking, his Intuition sent another warning. Loren suddenly turned and saw a pointed kitchen knife stabbing towards him. Her speed was extremely fast, without any sound, but Loren had the warning from his Intuition.

Loren promptly drew Requiem to block. His max-level technique came into play at this moment.

Requiem suddenly flipped, sliding from the tip of the kitchen knife to its spine, allowing the knife to thrust forward. Loren took this chance to suddenly press Requiem downward, forcing the kitchen knife off course.

Seizing this opportunity, Requiem suddenly slashed diagonally towards the person's neck. She sensed the danger and hurriedly retreated.

Creating distance suited Loren just fine, giving him a chance to unleash a martial skill.

"Gale Thrust!"

Requiem stirred up a gale. By the time Loren flashed in front of the person, the dust cloud had been blown away.

Loren finally saw her face. It was an acquaintance of Loren's.

"Phoris (the Dreamwalker who believes she is a Player), still can't forget me, huh..." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"As long as I kill you, then I'll be the most special person in this world."

Phoris said with a smile.

Just before the blade pierced Phoris's neck, she barely managed to block it with her kitchen knife.

Blocking this strike wasn't easy for her. Her kitchen knife was pressed tightly against her own neck. Although Requiem didn't directly pierce her throat just now, it delivered a heavy blow to her larynx.

Yet even so, Phoris maintained her smile.

"Die!"

While Loren and Phoris were talking, Anna had already charged over. She leaped high, her long sword descending with immense force.