"Hehe, Teacher Long, you’re really playing with fire. Aren’t you afraid of getting beaten up?"

A laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells, echoed in the void. Then, the stars descended in colors, coalescing into a figure of unparalleled beauty. She was as beautiful as a deity, yet seemed like an incarnation of desire. With just one glance, anyone would be hopelessly captivated by her charm, unable to extricate themselves.

Unfortunately, this demonic allure had no effect on the void dragon, which was larger than the world. The enormous dragon, seemingly constructed from countless star worlds, merely continued to look curiously at the tattered world before it, paying little mind to the alluring beauty that had descended.

After a long while, the dragon, having seen enough, turned its gaze back and silently handed the world in its claw to the beauty beside it.

"Artie, you’re an outsider. You don’t understand the quirks of my two sisters. Severe ailments require strong medicine. With their awkward personalities, if no one gives them a push, they could continue their incarnation games forever, while their true selves ignore each other until old age. But avoiding the problem solves nothing; expressing their true feelings is the only way to a future."

So said Nidhogg.

His voice carried a wearied heart, for having those two sisters meant that if not for him, the household would have long fallen apart. But there was no choice, as the eldest sister, he had to look after his younger sisters.

However, his words made the beauty beside him frown with displeasure.

"What do you mean I’m an outsider? I’m the teacher’s favorite disciple, and I’ve already become one with the teacher. You two geezers have nothing on my progress."

Artie said with considerable dissatisfaction.

Yet, although her words were sharp, Miss Demon King’s face was filled with jealousy.

After all, she was indeed a latecomer. Even though the former Devil King managed to wedge her way in through crafty moves, she was still just a Little Four, whereas those three were the real sisters, already acknowledged by the family elders.

Damn it, so what if you came early? Just because you grew up together doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want. These days, childhood sweethearts never win; arrivals from above like me are the meta choice, okay?

She thought to herself as she straightened up, causing the mountainous fullness on her chest to sway dramatically.

The Dragon King’s gaze was irresistibly drawn to the motion, and after a brief pause, she extended her dragon claw, lightly tapped, and with a "bang," there was an explosion, like a balloon being popped, and the towering mountains instantly turned into low hills.

Thus, the dragon eyes carried a hint of pity.

"Artie, illusions may be nice, but they are ultimately false. Stop deceiving yourself; people often emphasize what they lack. How about following the training plan I set for you earlier? Although innate deficiencies exist, acquired training can compensate to some extent."

She candidly and kindly advised.

"I don’t want stony pectorals, alright? If I follow your plan, Teacher Long, I’ll eventually become a muscle-bound devil. Your training schedule isn’t something a normal witch can complete."

Infuriated by this foolish teacher’s offensive act, Artie clutched at her gown, which nearly slipped off due to the loss of support, and spoke through gritted teeth.

"It won’t be stone-hard; I’ve come this far and still can’t achieve that ultimate perfect strength. That last stubborn bit of fat is hard to eliminate, and it affects movement. Your body is the true Innate Martial Saint Body."

Nidhogg said earnestly, sporting a rather troubled expression on his dragon face.

Artie: "....."

Miss Demon King looked at the tall and majestic dragon in front of her, then thought about the other party’s human form with its ample assets that no one could tear their eyes away from, and she was awestruck.

Yes, really awestruck.

Fate has never been fair, what you desperately seek is sometimes nothing but a burden to another.

If not for actually being unable to beat her, she would’ve done everything to explode today.

The goddamn Innate Martial Saint Body, whoever wants this broken saint body can have it.

"Hehe, how about I remove the secret authority right now, and we perish together?"

The frantic Artie said with a forced smile.

If it weren’t for her assisting from the sidelines, could this foolish dragon have so easily escaped the clutches of fate?

Thus, the pure and straightforward Miss Dragon King immediately shut her mouth.

"Alright then, just take the [Cause], and that way the [Fruit of Fiction] can become real. The stage is set, now we just wait for the actors to take their places."

Nidhogg said thus.

Hearing this, Artie suppressed her anger, looked down at the world holding new life amidst ruins in her hand, and then, thinking of something, spoke with a slight hint of unease. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Hey, Nidhogg, are you sure Denisha hasn’t figured us out?"

In response, the enormous dragon cast a disdainful glance.

"Both of our Divination Departments were taught by her; what do you think, can she find us out? Don’t honestly think your little conspiracy can fool fate, right?"

Miss Demon King immediately wore a -_- face.

"Tsk, I really hate those unreasonable perspective cheats. Let’s agree beforehand that if we get caught, I’ll definitely say it was all your idea."

To this, Nidhogg consoled his young apprentice.

"Rest assured, we will win; everything is in my plan. Though I don’t understand fate as well as Denisha, I know her too well. She’s sharp-tongued but soft-hearted and can’t bring herself to hurt Dorothy. She talks of destruction, but look, didn’t she still help us choose the best ending?"