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While Dorothy and the others were busy moving bricks and building houses, on the other side, the Fairy King was also taking action.

"Goodbye, my daughters. Eat and drink well. Mommy has some things to do today, so I won’t be able to play with you. I’m leaving first."

Watching the witches in the Armed Society cafeteria fight over food once again, the Fairy King waved her hand and stylishly made her exit.

"Crawling..."

"Who the heck are your daughters?"

"Demon Treasure, don’t go, let mommy love you a bit."

"Mommy, I’m hungry. I want milk…"

.....

The members of the Armed Society who were taken advantage of were initially stunned, but they soon reacted, each in their own way.

However, by this time, the Fairy King had already run far away. They wanted to chase her but couldn’t catch up, and even if they did, they couldn’t beat her.

That freak had already graduated ahead of schedule from Coach Euphilia’s training, but they hadn’t graduated yet, and still had more suffering to endure.

Just thinking that after eating they would be tormented by the Devil Coach again, the food in their mouths...

Well, the food was still pretty delicious.

Wailing, in these hellish training days, only Demon Treasure’s food had that bit of warmth. It had been the only thing sustaining them through clenched teeth for so long.

But then again, now that the Fairy King had run off, how were they going to endure today’s training, especially since the Devil Coach only cared about beating people up and not explaining things? Usually, it was the Fairy King who did the explaining.

Although she could be painfully blunt, listening to her was enough to send anyone’s blood pressure soaring. Without her explanations, they’d surely be beaten to death by the Devil Coach.

Wailing, "Demon Treasure, don’t go, come back. How can we live without you?"

A few members of the Enforcement Team, realizing the severity of the situation, changed their expressions and chased after her, but they could only watch helplessly as the small figure in the distance raised a futile Erkang-style arm.

Meanwhile, the Fairy King, who had already spread her wings and flown far away, shook her head in resignation.

Alas, at only sixteen, she already had a whole society of daughters clamoring for attention—truly, she was hard on herself. But indulgent mothers tend to spoil their children. Daughters, I’ve laid the foundation for you; you’ll just have to work hard in the training that follows.

Home Martial Soul thought this, then, with a sweep of her Dragon’s Wings behind her, turned into a streak of light and sped away furiously.

To be frank, although her talented Dragon’s Wings were indeed tiring to use for flying, they were much faster than riding a broom.

In no time at all, the Fairy King arrived at the Thirteen-Ring Fallen Night Bar.

At the entrance of the bar, the tattered yet diligent exotic guys and gals continued to warmly greet the customers. After landing, the Home Martial Soul slightly turned her body, transforming from that half-human, half-dragon Ruined Dragon King into a black-skinned hot mama.

Not only did she look like a hot mama, which was different from her original form that only had the look but not the attitude of one, but as the Fairy King wore this disguise, it suited her perfectly—she was the real deal.

Unlike the first time she entered the bar, hesitating for ages at the entrance, the Fairy King now seemed an old hand; boldly and confidently, she walked in.

When she spotted Centaur Lady Nina’s back inside the bar, she immediately slipped over stealthily and then, with a whoosh, jumped onto her horseback, wrapping her arms around Big Sister’s slender yet firm and powerful waist.

"Miss Nina, did you miss me?"

Home Martial Soul brought her face close to the other’s ear and gently nibbled on her earlobe before whispering softly.

"Ah..."

Startled by the sudden attack, Nina thought she was under enemy attack. She nearly summoned her Battle Armor and entered battle mode but fortunately recognized the familiar voice.

"Why is it you, Dorothy?"

Centaur Lady turned her head and looked, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"You scared the life out of me, girl. But you are quite impressive. It seems I underestimated you before, being able to sneak up behind me without my noticing."

Nina said, somewhat surprised.

Although she had realized that this ordinary-looking little witch probably wasn’t so ordinary after finding out yesterday that she knew their boss, this situation still somewhat exceeded her expectations.

After all, this little witch clearly had over 30,000 Mana in magic power, yet however great she was, she shouldn’t be to this extent; how on earth did she sneak up to me, that’s not very magical, right?

"Yi yi yi, Sister Nina, your reaction is quite hurtful, you know. You asked me to come visit often just yesterday, and now that I’m here, you seem not so welcoming."

Home Martial Soul tightened her grasp around Centaur Lady’s waist and pressed her whole body against Nina’s back, looking utterly devastated.

At this, Centaur Lady’s face flushed slightly. Even though she had worked at the bar for many years as a companion, it was a respectable place, alright? She had never been this close with anyone.

And what’s with this little witch? Yesterday she was a shy fledgling, how has she suddenly transformed into an old hand today? Why are you so skilled?

But having accompanied drinks for many years, Nina was naturally not the kind of naive girl she might appear to be; it was all just talk, who couldn’t do that—her seasoned self pushed the throttle all the way.

"Why would that be? Just yesterday, big sister said she would teach you some grown-up stuff, but you ran off. How about we go have some fun after I finish work today? Don’t worry, big sister will be very gentle with you."

In her opinion, this little witch must have felt embarrassed after being teased yesterday, hence the act of strength today, but how long could this pretense last?

Heh heh… Kid, still dare to play with me like this? I was out mixing it up when you were still on the bottle.

Nina chuckled inwardly, waiting for the little witch on her back to slip up.

Their interaction also caught the attention of others in the bar; a group of Merry Makers quietly turned their attention this way.

If the real body were here, Dorothy might have really blushed and fallen apart, but what is Fairy King to fear? As Duel King, what scene hadn’t she seen? This little surrounding was nothing but a drizzle to her.

"Sure, sure, big sister, you go wash up and wait for me later, but I actually don’t like gentle, I love riding this wild horse of yours."

Fairy King smirked devilishly, then whispered so into Centaur Lady’s ear, her warm breath making Nina’s ear itch, her earlobes turning slightly red.

Good grief, this little witch is formidable, revealing no weaknesses yet.

Centaur Lady was slightly taken aback, but soon that surprise turned into a mix of shyness and anger, for the little witch had jumped off her back and even casually pat her bottom.

Tsk, this little one’s guts are quite fat, daring to eat my tofu.

Nina frowned, preparing to teach this naughty witch sister a lesson, but before she could make a move, her opponent cheerily tossed something at her.

"Uh, what’s this?"

Centaur Lady caught the small package, then cocked her head, looking puzzled at the little witch in front of her.

"It’s a little gift for you, Sister Nina, consider it a deposit I’m paying in advance. You go ahead with your work; I’m off to face Ruthfiel and aim for us three to share a big blanket some day."

Fairy King waved her hand and walked towards the booth in the corner from yesterday, sensing that Fallen Angel’s presence was already there, seemingly waiting for her.

"What do you mean? If I eat this tender chicken, should I be charging you? It should be me who gives you a red packet."

Although she herself was also ’tender chicken’, as a big sister, Nina wouldn’t admit defeat verbally, and how could she really accept this little sister’s gift? She was eager to run after her and return it to Dorothy.

In response, Home Martial Soul turned her head and smiled sweetly.

"Aren’t you even going to open it, Sister Nina? The gifts I give usually can’t be refused by anyone."

"I don’t care what gift…"

Centaur Lady began to retort, annoyed, but as she instinctively opened the package, she could no longer continue her prepared speech.

It turned out that the package was a Magic Potion Bag, and at that moment, twelve shiny magic potions were neatly arranged inside. Even though they were contained by magic potion bottles, Nina could still feel their tremendous life force.

Subconsciously, Nina was reminded of her innately-impaired sister.

Could this be?

She looked up, astonished, wanting to ask more, but the Fairy King ahead coolly waved her hand.

"Sister Nina, say hi to my future aunt for me, alright?"

At that moment, Nina’s body trembled, her eyes even becoming slightly moist.

... Centaur Lady’s favorability is tremendously soaring...