Am I really the High Priest of the Holy Light now?

Hahaha, the High Priesthood carries some serious prestige these days!

Not only am I a spiritual leader, but I also hold the power of the entire empire.

Right now, Emperor Raedric is nothing more than a puppet; the authority he wields is simply the divine power granted by this priest.

So... it’s as if I, Pixie, have become a queen?!

I may not be the strongest being in the universe, but I am certainly formidable.

Pixie nearly jumped for joy, but her emotions quickly soured.

What of the throne?

It was handed to her by a rival!

It was because she lost Eirik that she gained it.

The realization was bitter.

Dear Eirik, you're far more important than this trivial imperial title!

Besides, it feels like she’s been handed something Violanda didn’t even want…

What does that make me?

Unfulfilled. Deeply unfulfilled.

"So, will you take on the mantle of High Priest?" Violanda asked with an air of seriousness.

"Of course, why wouldn’t I?" Pixie replied through clenched teeth.

To her, the throne meant something significant.

It was Raedric who had unearthed the artifact known as the Ocean Mirror, which had cleared her mind of its foggy veil.

Once she was queen, wouldn’t locating the Ocean Mirror be a piece of cake?

Then, her next life would be far simpler.

"Are you really so selfless that you'd give her the High Priest position just for a promise?" Elvynna raised an eyebrow, sensing something amiss.

Though Violanda wielded immense power, she was no paragon of virtue, nor known for keeping her word.

The world channel exploded in shock.

They handed the position of High Priest to Sister Pip?!

This... even if it’s simulated, it’s still a prestigious imperial title!

Jealousy and envy filled the air.

Of course, some, like Elvynna, sensed there was more to the situation than met the eye.

"Whatever, being a queen sounds fun. I think I’ll give it a try!" Pixie shrugged off her doubts.

She quickly accepted the title of High Priest and stepped into Violanda’s shoes, tasked with handling all the tedious, bureaucratic paperwork.

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"Hahaha, go for it, Sister Pip! I’ve got high hopes for you!" Violanda exclaimed, hugging Eirik before returning to her magical studies.

Meanwhile, Pixie quickly uncovered some uncomfortable truths…

"Ugh, so annoying... I knew that wretched woman had an agenda! Ugh, I can’t stand it, I don’t want to deal with these papers anymore!" Pixie pouted, knocking over all the documents on her desk. Not satisfied, she even flipped the candles, setting the papers alight.

"Forget it; I’ll leave this mess to my subordinates."

If Violanda could step down, then I, Pixie, won’t hold back in wielding power!

Paperwork and authority can’t compare to my beloved Eirik!

Think you can trap me with this nonsense? Not a chance!

"...Sister Pip is certainly a foolish ruler."

Eirik couldn’t help but feel a pang of shame as he watched the scene unfold.

【Time passed, and soon, centuries had gone by. High Priest Pip, in her folly, became obsessed with magic, neglecting state affairs. The Dawnstar Dynasty, over these long years, fell from greatness, plagued by internal corruption and chaos across the realms…】

【Congratulations, you have earned the title: Inept Ruler (Gray).】

【Your hatred level has increased significantly; the chances of assassination attempts have risen tenfold.】

Pixie stared at the system prompt, utterly baffled.

"...How did I suddenly become an inept ruler? I delegated everything to my subordinates! These idiots have caused a disaster..."

Pixie felt a stab of injustice.

But upon reflection, she realized that she had misjudged people and been deceived by schemers—she couldn’t completely escape the blame of being a foolish ruler.

What truly stung were the rumors spreading everywhere, turning her into a laughingstock.

“The new High Priest Pip is secretly longing for the husband of her predecessor, unable to win his heart, and weeping day and night, neglecting state affairs and letting the realm descend into chaos!”

“Whenever Violanda spends time with her husband, High Priest Pip drowns her sorrows in wine, leaving her no time to govern…”

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Even worse were the vivid illustrations that accompanied these rumors, making them look far too real.

“Who’s spreading these rumors, with such disgusting detail? It’s infuriating!”

Although Pixie knew deep down that these rumors could be about her, it didn’t stop her from feeling utterly enraged—her fury was about to burst!

This life simulation game was already a hassle enough without Eirik being taken away.

“Sister Pip, you’ve been completely outsmarted by Violanda! That ‘inept ruler’ title should have been hers, but now it’s yours to wear.”

"How tragic."

"I used to find those rumors funny," another voice chimed in.

When this matter was brought up in the world channel, the mood quickly turned light-hearted.

But the joy was short-lived.

Violanda quietly shared the profile of a child.

“This is your daughter with Eirik?!”

“After all these years, you’ve had a child? Violanda, and you say it’s all for the Holy Light, for the Goddess of Light?!”

"What a cute little girl, I’ll take care of her for you..."

Gasps echoed across the channel.

In the simulation, Violanda had faded into the background, and many had lost interest in her.

But now, with her sudden revelation, it became big news.

This girl was Eirik’s bloodline—undeniably gifted. She was a legendary fusion of light and darkness. Once she grew up, her battle prowess would be unimaginable.

"After all these centuries, only a daughter? That’s kind of underwhelming," Elvynna remarked nonchalantly.

Though this fusion of light and darkness was impressive, among many extraordinary beings, it likely ranked in the second tier.

The crowd, initially in awe, fell silent.

Indeed, when it came to children, no one could compare to Elvynna’s brood.

All nine of hers had ascended to the Archmage level!

That was no small feat!

“Hmph, your children may be numerous, but even if they’re Archmages, strength is still relative. My daughter may one day surpass your entire lineage!”

Violanda declared proudly.

By saying this, she implied that her daughter would achieve Archmage status, and she said it with absolute confidence.

But then again, in the life simulations of Eirik, which of his children hadn’t ultimately reached the Archmage level?

Her daughter had no reason to fall behind!

At that moment, Eirik felt somewhat dazed.

At first, he had been cautious, vowing never to indulge Violanda too frequently, treating their relationship as a means of studying magic.

Now, though they were married, their bond wasn’t particularly deep.

Who knew that just moments ago, in the real world, his father-in-law—no, Pixie’s father—had come to see him?

This man had recently become concerned about his daughter’s forwardness with Eirik, and today, he had come specifically to inquire.

To accommodate this “father-in-law,” Eirik had no choice but to pause the game temporarily.

Yet, he had only been gone for ten minutes!

How had they suddenly had a child together?

Based on his past experiences, having a child would dramatically speed up their relationship!