贝希
莱赛尔德.阿里斯
—Subtitle: Do your parents know how utterly awesome you are?
“I am your eyes, I am your ears, I am your lips, yet I know how to close them.”
In the boundless void, a pink-haired maiden knelt on one knee, her posture one of absolute reverence. Her chest, however, was regrettably a bit… flat.
Before her stood a middle-aged man, clad in an utterly ridiculous bunny girl outfit. This was none other than the peculiar Creator God who had once transported Qiweiya across worlds.
The Creator God gazed helplessly at the maiden, who remained so utterly respectful. “Reiz Sapphire, how many times must we go through this?” he sighed. “I’ve made it clear there’s no need for such formality… kneeling truly doesn’t suit me.”
The maiden, as ever, proved to be a source of mild exasperation for the Creator God. “A Creator God is a Creator God,” she stated simply. “I am merely a messenger, and I must not be impolite. My Lord, please tell me what matter requires your attention this time.”
The Creator God massaged his temples. “Never mind! Your rigid adherence to protocol has quite dampened my mood for amusement. You may withdraw.”
Maintaining her kneeling posture, the maiden responded, “Please state your secret command, Creator God. Your humble servant will execute your will flawlessly.”
Finally, a faint ripple of emotion stirred within the Creator God. He nodded, a satisfied expression gracing his features. “Very well. This time, I need you to escort a deity to another world to attend to a certain matter. Her name is Qiweiya. For the duration of the mission, you are to remain by her side and assist her in completing the tasks I have set forth!”
A flicker of surprise touched Reiz Sapphire’s pink eyes. Yet, her absolute loyalty to the Creator God superseded any doubt. She merely lowered her gaze submissively. “Yes, your humble servant understands.”
The Creator God turned, presenting his back to her. “Go now! And remember to constantly remind that girl. She’s quite the scatterbrain, that little one; I genuinely fear she might botch everything.”
A faint glimmer appeared in the maiden’s eyes. “Yes, your humble servant will remain by her side, assisting her in the completion of Lord Creator God’s mission. I shall take my leave now.”
After watching Reiz Sapphire depart, accompanied by her black-winged butterfly, the Creator God addressed the seemingly empty void. “Are you still not going to show yourself? That young girl has already sensed your presence. How much longer do you intend to hide?”
From the void, a white-haired old man, cloaked in white robes and radiating an ethereal, immortal aura, emerged. He stroked his long, flowing white beard with a chuckle. “Hahaha~ I never would have imagined Reiz Sapphire’s divine sense would become so remarkably keen. Her perception, tsk, tsk, tsk, is truly exceptional.”
Behind the Creator God, a luxurious sofa materialized, and he plopped down onto it with a sigh. “Hongjun, you are still so utterly bound by rules,” he commented. “I genuinely don’t understand how you’ve managed to maintain such adherence for all these years.”
“Your disciples have clearly completed their training, and you could easily ignore all those mundane worldly affairs. Yet, you stubbornly insist on meddling. You truly love to create trouble for yourself, don’t you? Why not just delegate your worries to those below? What joy is there in burdening yourself?”
Hongjun chuckled in return. “Among all of us, you are truly the most carefree and joyful. You create a world, then simply abandon it, leaving an Administrator in charge, and off you go, wandering the myriad realms, enjoying boundless freedom and happiness. And yet, somehow, your Administrators always manage to protect everything so reliably! How is your luck so consistently good?”
The Creator God reached for a bottle of Lafite, poured a glass, and took a small, appreciative sip. “Whose fault is it that you lack my judgment of character?” he quipped. “If your own abilities aren’t sufficient, don’t attribute my success to mere luck; that is my skill.”
He then added, a hint of weariness in his voice, “However, this time, even I anticipate a considerable headache.”
Hongjun settled onto the sofa beside him. “Oh, what’s this? Our perpetually carefree Creator God is actually looking troubled? This truly is an ancient miracle! Come, tell me all about it. Share your woes.”
The Creator God’s gaze sharpened, fixed on the distant void. “This time, I’ve stumbled upon a genius for the ages!” he declared. “She might very well join our esteemed ranks…”
Hongjun’s mind reeled, causing the very fabric of the void to ripple unstably. He quickly brought his surging thoughts under control. “Don’t alarm me like that!” he exclaimed. “Even Reiz Sapphire, back in her day, didn’t receive such high praise from you. To hear that such a remarkable girl has appeared now truly makes this old man’s heart ache with anticipation!”
The Creator God rolled his eyes. “Is that all it takes to excite you? You’re even resorting to your old ‘this old man’ verbal tic! Can’t you compose yourself a little?”
Hongjun cleared his throat, subtly stroking his long, proud beard to mask his obvious excitement. “You can’t possibly blame me for this,” he countered. “You must understand, aside from the three of us who have truly transcended all realms to become genuine Creator-level existences, no one else has ever reached such a state.”
“Even my foolish disciples, for all their efforts, will never break through, not even in death! Tell me, how can I possibly not be excited by such news?”
A thought seemed to strike the Creator God, and he winced slightly. “Uh, well, actually, that child wasn’t originally a girl,” he confessed. “At the time, my mischievous streak got the better of me, and I simply transformed him into a loli… I just wonder if that lass will exact her revenge on me later.”
Hongjun, who had been mid-sip, choked violently. “Cough, cough, cough! You truly possess an outrageous audacity,” he spluttered. “To know she might eventually join our ranks and still dare to play such a prank—you are genuinely one of a kind.”
The Creator God swiftly changed the subject. “Sending Reiz Sapphire over this time is actually with the hope that she can instill some warmth into this child… You know, I’ve worried myself sick over them. They’re just so disappointingly cold and aloof!”
Hongjun could only offer a wry, exasperated smile. “I told you not to go so overboard back then,” he sighed. “She was clearly such a docile and adorable girl, yet you just had to tease her until she became a veritable ice queen, tsk~ tsk~ tsk~”
****
Hmph! Who dares to make such a showy entrance?
Qiweiya found herself wanting to laugh as she observed the deities before her. Moments ago, they had been clamoring for a fight, boisterous and eager for conflict. Now, however, they had all lost their tempers, appearing utterly docile and submissive, as if they had collectively ingested two hundred tons of tranquilizers. It was quite a sight to behold.
Qiweiya’s gaze fell upon the golden-haired woman standing prominently at the front, her presence as striking as a crane among chickens. “Besalius, isn’t it?”
The woman flinched, startled. “Yes!”
Qiweiya, too, was taken aback by the sudden sharpness of her voice.
Qiweiya slapped her own chest, baring her fangs playfully before delivering a light kick. “Why such a loud response?” she asked, a smirk playing on her lips. “Was yesterday’s excitement not enough for you? Do you crave another round?”
Besalius, clad in her pristine Executor uniform, visibly trembled. She was clearly still reeling from yesterday’s ordeal. “No!” she pleaded, her voice laced with terror. “Commander, your humble subordinate truly cannot endure any more!”
Qiweiya observed the woman’s subtly trembling legs and offered a mysterious smile. “Judging by the way your legs are shaking now, hmm~ it seems you’re rather reluctant to part with the experience, aren’t you?” she mused. “Perhaps I should fetch a few more for you to enjoy all by yourself?”
“No! Commander, your humble subordinate genuinely cannot bear any more!”
Qiweiya pouted, a flicker of boredom crossing her face. “How uninteresting! I was so excited watching yesterday, I actually wanted to see a repeat performance.”
Seeing Besalius’s expression, as if she would rather die than repeat the experience, Qiweiya said nothing further. “Alright, alright~ You look utterly drained. Go back and recover quickly, lest the people from other legions think I’m abusing my subordinates.”
‘And you call that *not* abusing your subordinates?’ The deities’ questioning gazes made Qiweiya instantly bristle. “What are you looking at? Do you want me to turn into a thousand tentacles right now?”
“No, no, no! Please, no more!” they cried in unison.
Qiweiya watched the deities instantly vanish with a teleportation spell, their panicked flight unexpectedly comical.
Boom! The dragon’s den suddenly shook, the ground trembling violently. Qiweiya dared not linger, swiftly transforming into a streak of light and darting outside.
“Qiweiya, whose doing is this *now*?! She’s utterly destroyed my sleeping chambers! Tell me, how am I supposed to ‘thank’ you for this?”
Qiweiya lowered her small hands from her ears, her expression one of utter shock as she patted her chest. “Coril, what’s wrong with you *now*? My people left ages ago!”
A disheveled Coril appeared before Qiweiya, pointing towards the battle raging in the sky. “Then look up there, isn’t that a deity? And a cowardly one at that! This is my first time seeing such a deity—they’re incredibly slippery!”
Qiweiya followed Coril’s finger to the sky, her gaze meeting that of the pink-haired maiden, who fluttered like a butterfly. “Whoa! What a stunning girl! That aura… tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m telling you, Coril, if she were in our Deity Legion, I’d have already pursued her!”
The maiden, with black, white, and red butterfly wings unfurling from her back, detached herself from the battle. She approached Qiweiya, accompanied by three tiny, sprite-like butterflies, her demeanor utterly cold. “You are Qiweiya, the one Lord Creator God spoke of?”
Qiweiya’s eyes narrowed, fixed intently on the pink-haired maiden before her. “Are you saying that pervert, the Creator God, sent you to find me?”
The maiden bristled with anger. “How dare you! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Creator God!” Qiweiya dodged a beam of butterfly light, frowning. “Why are you like this? Always resorting to violence? I haven’t offended you.”
Seeing that the maiden still intended to fight, Qiweiya quickly used a primal術式 to seal her divine power. “Now, can we speak properly? The Creator God must have sent you for an important matter, so if you’re truly that loyal, state your business before we continue fighting.”
The maiden considered this, finding it reasonable. “Lord Creator God specifically instructed me to accompany Qiweiya to another world to handle an incident. As for what kind of incident…” The maiden’s pink eyes glanced at the surrounding dragons, who were watching intently, her meaning clear without words.
Qiweiya scratched her head in exasperation, looking at Coril. Coril pouted at the dragons. “Aren’t you all going back to your own business? Are you that idle?”
When the dragons still didn’t move, Coril, looking confused, asked, “What’s wrong? Continue! I haven’t finished listening yet.”
Qiweiya’s mouth twitched. “Don’t you think there’s someone extra here?” Coril looked around the empty space. “No? Didn’t everyone leave?”
Qiweiya was furious. “Of course, it’s you! Good heavens, you truly have no self-awareness! Do I need to personally escort you out?”
“Hmph~” Coril clasped her hands behind her head and leisurely walked away.
Qiweiya turned. “Now—” She saw a fist rapidly approaching and instinctively caught it. “What the hell! You haven’t finished your mission, why are you suddenly attacking? I really don’t know what’s so great about the Creator God that you’d defend him so fiercely! Does he have a special massage technique? It seems I should ask him for a satisfying one sometime.”
The maiden, enraged, struck out with her other fist. “My goodness! Again? If you’re not tired, I certainly am!”
*Boom*— A powerful shockwave rippled outwards as Qiweiya firmly blocked the maiden’s other hand. “Are you still not going to speak?”
“Unseal me! There are people listening nearby, I won’t speak here.”
Qiweiya was surprised that the maiden’s perception was still so terrifying even without her cultivation. This piqued her interest. “Alright, alright~ I’ll unseal you now! But you can’t hit me again, or it’ll be a spanking for you.”
Reiz Sapphire felt her power return and wasted no words. “Let’s go to that world first. There are too many eyes and ears here; the secret command cannot be revealed.”
“Tsk~ How troublesome.”
To Coril’s eyes, the two suddenly disappeared, swallowed by a white void. “They’re gone already? No more fun… Fine, you all stop peeking too! You few must have been the ones who exposed them earlier.” She promptly shifted the blame onto several elder dragons secretly observing, then walked off by herself!