In the spring of March, the grass was long and the birds were flying.
Spring, when everything was full of vitality, was a beautiful season for most people.
The temperature began to rise, the flowers gradually bloomed, and colorful colors returned to the earth.
Therefore, spring was a season suitable for hiking, making friends, and having feelings for (mythical beasts).
— — Please don't mind the strange things mixed in. In fact, I just want to say that it's normal for people to do strange things in spring … Probably?
But this is not the reason why Eight-cloud Ink was surrounded by aunties, uncles, monks, Taoists, and our forever seventeen-year-old sister. As for why I deliberately excluded Yukari from the group of aunties and uncles, you know the reason why I deliberately excluded Yukari from the group of aunties and uncles.
Yukari waved the lace folding fan in her hand and looked at him with a charming smile. "Mo'er, congratulations on having —"
"Having?!"
"— You have your own unique path!"
Eight-cloud Ink was almost scared to death.
"Sister, if you have something to say, say it all in one breath next time … It's very annoying to say it all in one breath."
"Ah, I didn't mean it."
Yukari slightly narrowed her eyes.
Eight-cloud Ink curled his lips. "Then, what about the truth?"
"Because it was so interesting to see the cute little brother's reaction, I couldn't help but tease him a little. This is the privilege of an older sister, hehehehe …"
Eight-cloud Ink pulled a strand of hair in front of his chest and thought for a while. He decided to ignore his sister who had begun to inexplicably throw away her integrity.
Sitting far away from the crowd, Hestia, who was holding Misaka, and Ashina, who was holding Yui, looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
"It seems that guy has a hard life."
"Ahahaha …"
Ashina, who was wearing a white kimono with lotus leaves, scratched her cheek and laughed awkwardly.
Because there were too many people, Lily and Yana diligently arranged a circle of low tables and cushions in the garden. After everyone sat down, Yuriko and the others served snacks and tea to everyone.
Even Narako, Katsuko, and several elves, who were always fooling around, were also busy.
Looking at these young ladies who were like butterflies and seeing the sincere smiles on their faces, Yonglin Yagi couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect that your Yagi family would have such a lively and harmonious day."
"Ah, Yonglin, are you jealous? Although it wasn't so lively in the past, harmony has always existed. "
"Hmph, I wonder who's the one who's always so lazy and merciless to exploit his own Spirit-branded Retainer."
Azura, who was holding a plate of desserts, shuddered. She seemed to recall her dark and oppressed life in the past. Sorrow welled up from within her as she screamed and ran away.
"Pata!"
The lace folding fan in Zi's hand fell on the table, and the corners of her mouth twitched awkwardly.
Other people might not be able to see it, but Eight-cloud Ink could see it clearly. His sister had put her hand under the table and pulled out a small bottle of suspicious powder from nowhere. Then, she poured the powder into the bottle through the gap.
As a monster of the same realm, Eight-cloud Ink suspected that the other end of the gap was directly connected to the deep-fried tofu that Azura had carefully preserved in her room …
Suddenly, Eight-cloud Ink discovered that Zi was looking at him with a smile. Although her eyes were curved, the warning in her eyes was so strong that Eight-cloud Ink didn't dare to look straight at her.
It was too scary! His sister had gone dark!
[Azura, good luck to you …]
Eight-cloud Ink silently prayed for Azura in his heart.
After doing all this, Zi acted as if nothing had happened. She returned to her usual lazy, noble, mature, and charming appearance. Those who didn't know her would think that she was a noble, elegant, cultured, and cultured young lady.
"Well, let's not talk about that. Let's talk about you, Mo'er."
"Ah, ah, I'm listening."
Seeing the unconcealable joy on Azura's face, as well as the complicated and amazed expressions of the Son of God and the others, Eight-cloud Ink immediately understood that what had happened to him should be a good thing.
Thus, he wasn't in a hurry. He lowered his head and gently blew the tea leaves in the cup.
"Do you still remember that Sikong Mo once said that Jianmu used to support the Central World of the Great Wilderness?"
"Of course I remember, what's wrong?"
"That's the problem. The current world was formed after the collapse of the Great Wilderness. Thus, the most basic information of each world carries part of the [Elements] from the Great Wilderness."
"I can understand this. It's also because of this that the Jianmu of Fantasy Land has the ability to integrate every world I've entered into its system."
Azura nodded approvingly. Then, she raised her head and looked faintly at the towering Jianmu.
"But Mo'er, after so many years, the Jianmu has gradually changed from the [Giant Tree that Supports the Heavens and Earth] in the beginning."
After Azura's words, Daitengu stuffed the osmanthus cake into his mouth and said, "Wuwu … We discovered a very interesting phenomenon … wuwu … The moment that thing came into contact with the world that Yamasanadu mentioned, there seemed to be a kind of [Supreme Authority over the world] that began to penetrate it … wuwu …"
Laozi said, "That power is very similar to the [World Rewriting] power that we Demon Gods have studied before. However, there's no doubt that it's more perfect and powerful, so …"
Everyone said, "So we think that the Jianmu already has [True God Authority]."
"True God Authority? What's that? "
With a "pop" sound, the ahoge on top of Eight-cloud Ink's head bent into a big question mark.
"I came up with this name!" The Son of God raised his hand high and proudly raised his smooth chin. "The so-called [True God Authority], as the name implies, [My Words are the Law], [Whatever I say is the law], [Bite me if you're not happy] … Sigh, anyway, you just need to understand the essence!"
Although Feng Cong's words were as off-line and immoral as usual, Eight-cloud Ink could easily understand the meaning behind it.
Katsuko, who had been standing quietly on the side, suddenly interjected, "It's like treating the world as a game, and having [True God Authority] is equivalent to being a GM?"
"No, it's a developer …" Yonglin threw out an even more ruthless statement. "And it's the kind of developer that doesn't need to care about the customer, and all the planning settings are completely based on their own preferences."
Eight-cloud Ink was speechless …
"Ah! So that thing is so powerful! "
Narako jumped up and put one hand between her eyebrows while looking at the Jianmu. Then, she suddenly thought of something. "By the way, what does that have to do with my dear?"
"It has a lot to do with it."
Azura looked at Eight-cloud Ink who seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile.
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