Because Na-Jia thought the signal would be better outside, this time the contact was not inside the palace, so she moved the frost throne outside and communicated at the palace gate.

So when she jumped up from the throne, out of habit, she did not notice that it was just below the palace steps, so she rolled down the steps without keeping her footing.

This caused her body to look like a basketball rolling down from the slope. She directly fell out of the edge of the video call screen. The screen only showed the empty frost throne, and one could hear yell getting further and further away...

"Aaaaaaahhhh!!"

She had nothing to say, but she remembered that Her Majesty's palace was built on the top of a high mountain, and the white marble steps in front of the palace gate were as many as eighty-one steps.

Although she was not worried that Her Majesty dying from her fall, a god should have such a discomfited side, letting her still a little embarrassed, her mouth was twitching...

And what about this wanting to laugh feeling?

After about two minutes, Na-Jia reappeared on the screen, holding her back. She clambered back to the ice throne, not black and blue, but disheveled and sympathetic.

"Oh my goodness! What a long trip!"

"Are you all right, your majesty?

"Don't worry about it, the step below the frost throne was a little much. After such a long tumble down the palace steps, I should have someone fix that so the next time someone falls down, it won't ache as much!"

Na-Jia grinned and squared her shoulders, then winced and began punching her sore back. She then grumbled to herself:

"Isn't it easier to smash the steps of the palace into ramps? And this is your palace, not your garage! What are you doing changing steps into ramps? Climbing mountains for exercise!"

Dianthe was speechless, she helplessly sighed. Although one side of the majesty was most strict, like absolutely being military, the other side was not so serious. It could really make a person confused.

Na-Jia looked at the long steps and frowned. "Oh, what did I think when I designed the palace?"

Dianthe was speechless again, her spirit was dull.

"Who knows what you think, you expect to fall again! My Lord! Wake up! You are the empress of the world and the god of a planet! Come on, be serious, okay?"

Na-Jia seemed to hear her prayer. She straightened up, smoothed back her messy silver hair, and sat back on the ice throne, pretending nothing had happened.

"Why do you suddenly thank me?"

Na-Jia asked, pretending to be serious, but there was undisguised joy in her eyes, even an unknown excitement.

"I don't know, after listening to your reason, I seem to understand something, I think I should take the initiative to pay attention to some things... "

Dianthe shook her head, she did not know what was going on, just now, she felt a barrier in her soul broken and melted when observing people, she could control more information, unlike before only through words and facial expression to confirm each person's attitude.

"Well, I'm very happy today that you've finally realized who you are and learned to actively choose and establish attitudes."

Na-Jia nodded with a broad smile, and the golden pupil shrank into a thin line again, studying the atmosphere under Dianthe.

"Let me ask you something. Does the regulatory force collar I developed feel restrictive?"

Na-Jia looked at Dianthe blankly with a smile, and a little worry appeared in her eyes. She didn't want her products to have problems and affect her student representatives.

"No, it fits perfectly with the mythical creatures of the east. It has no problem casting spells and morphing."

"That's good. It seems that humans have a lot of potential in the development of magical systems.

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, Blair suddenly apologized to me today. Have you been given the power of a guardian by my mana control collar?"

Dianthe looked at her majesty with doubts, at the same time she was nervous because she asked questions.

"Oh? Ha ha ha, it seems that you have noticed, anyway, the copy is not in the provisions, the gods can not give the collar magic power, so I would like to add a little spice on the collar, as backup insurance to protect you. But how in the world did you find out?"

Na-Jia had some doubts. Obviously, she had guaranteed that there was no residual breath on the collar, and the effect of magic was well hidden, but how could she feel that she interfered in things?

"Although you erased the smell on the collar, Blair suddenly confessed to me that she was wrong, a bad person turned into a good person, and the changes were so obvious. When I think about it, only you could give soul properties to the goods with advanced magic."

"You're clever, aren't you? It's my power to keep Blair, who has been making life difficult for you, from coming forward and being overly antagonistic and having trouble getting along with the rest of the class.

Na-Jia smiled and nodded to her student representative. She knew that Dianthe didn't want to bother her and hoped she wouldn't be too strict with her.

"But, my power is not changing her spirit essence. The more the soul of a person is good, the easier it will be for her to become good. If she is a heinous bad girl, the soul spells will not be able to help her get straightened out. Since it helps you, I didn't want to be concerned. So this is really great."

"Your Majesty's help is greatly appreciated, and I am afraid I could not sleep without you."

After all, she was badly hurt by Michael's collar.

"But the boy you know, Chris, is very interesting indeed, and at the moment he is worth getting down on one knee and making friends for.'

Na-Jia showed an intriguing smile, and then let her mind concentrate again. After all, Chris was her friend and classmate, it was strange that he couldn't concentrate.

"Is there anything special about him, Your Majesty?"

"I'm not sure, because when I look at him, I don't wait for a moment to fully see him, which is rare! For the first time, my sight was blocked in the souls of ordinary people.

"Does he have special blood, eh?"

"No, it's just that his mind is so deeply hidden because my gaze with his was so short that I couldn't see through the core of his soul in a flash."

Dianthe the was a little surprised, but also relieved. She recalled carefully, remembering that Chris was very introverted, so it seemed that nothing special.

"Then, Your Majesty! Who do you think he is?"

Diane asked, "I wanted to know what Your Majesty thought of Chris, after all, it was Your Majesty who reminded her to be friends with Chris, so I thought Your Majesty's attitude towards Chris was very important."

Na-Jia slightly wanted to think, and then explained: "He doesn't have too much to look forward to the future, say less shy, a sensitive personality as if he suffered a major blow in his character. I don't feel there's anything special, but he is modest, always has hope, even if it is something beyond his understanding. He also wants to see things with traditional ideas and thinking. For a mythical creature, is the fate of good friends."

"Do you believe him to be my friend of fortune?"

"No, fate changes, and I'm not sure yet! But if he is indeed a friend of mythological creatures, someone who is not, to be precise, a friend of your destiny, but a friend of the fate of other mythological creatures, someone who can bring your students to a better place, someone who can help you."

Na-Jia smiled, she said no more and reminded Dianthe of a popular legend among unicorns, a very classic legend.