Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

They run pretty fast, but... do you think they can escape?

Melosdeo was only given a sliver of hope because she wanted to punish the beast herself, but his incredible will to survive kept him alive. Now she is truly enraged and wants to kill him by any means necessary.

So she went to ask that guy for help. Eileen rarely tried to get rid of that guy; she had her own pride as a strong person, even though that guy was stronger than her, and given their relationship, there was no need to use the word "ask for help."

However, there are very few problems in this world that Eileen cannot solve. If she wants to teach Melosdio a lesson, she can do it easily, and even if the priest helps him, the outcome will not change. However, killing him is not so difficult. This time, she is determined to kill him. What are students she once taught? Are they more important than her little darling?

Chapter Eighty-Six: Earthly Angels

"Cough cough cough cough—cough cough cough cough—"

Melosdio, already a thousand miles away, started coughing while pinching his nose, and Barton next to him wasn't much better off. Only the priest maintained his compassionate smile.

Melosdio hadn't even realized what was happening. In his eyes, he was walking straight towards that clueless brat when suddenly, his perspective changed. For some reason, he was thrown to the ground, and his whole body began to ache. The most obvious change was in his nose; it felt like something was blocking it, and a smell of wasabi mixed with chili filled his throat and nasal cavity. He almost became the first A-rank ability user in history to die from the spiciness of wasabi and chili.

Then, Chiris's magic senses came through, and if Standin hadn't moved them in time, they probably would have been beaten to death by Chiris right there.

"What was that just now? Did that lord do it himself?" Barton asked in a hoarse voice.

"I don't know," Melosdio replied in a hoarse voice. "I didn't sense any magical fluctuations; perhaps it was the power of 'divinity'."

However, he also felt very strange. If that person could stuff wasabi into their noses in an instant, why didn't they kill them? He was confident that he could hide from that person's pursuit. Although he had never witnessed that person's power, he believed that with his A-rank [Sorcerer] survival ability, he shouldn't be easily killed. However, what had just happened made him feel powerless.

"Let's hide for a few days," Melosdio suggested.

"The gap is still too big... Yes, I can't even beat Chiris now, but killing me won't be that easy..."

After he said those words, the priest looked at him, and his gaze made Melosdio feel very uncomfortable, but he didn't know why.

“Standin,” Melosdio decided to break the deadlock, “if Chiris catches up, it’ll be up to you.”

He and Barton were half-dead from eating ordinary chili peppers and mustard. Although they managed to clear it away with magic in time, they still felt unwell. Fighting under these circumstances was very dangerous, especially against someone stronger than them. One mistake could result in being killed on the spot. He was alright, as his survival skills were top-notch, but Barton certainly didn't have such strong survival skills...

The priest was silent for a moment, then nodded at him.

"If she catches up with me, I'll take responsibility for stopping her, but she's the only one..."

"what?"

Melosdio stared at him in astonishment, not understanding what the priest meant. Could it be that someone else besides Chiris was coming after them? Who was it? Could it be that esteemed person himself?

However, he didn't have a chance to continue thinking. Suddenly, everything went black before his eyes, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

When he regained his sight, he saw an incomprehensible sight: a sacred giant looking down at him. The giant's face was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to discern its exact appearance, or even whether it was male or female.

Melosdio stared in shock at the giant looking down at him, a nameless fear welling up inside him—a fear he had never felt before.

This is definitely not a race of giants! — This thought popped into his mind.

He had seen giants many times, but none of them had ever given him such a sense of fear and awe, and giants could not possibly be so sacred.

His senses told him that it wasn't that the giant before him was too big, but that he himself was too small.

Melosdio knelt down unconsciously. He tried to look away, but found he couldn't. Something was forcing him to look directly at the person in front of him!

He began to tremble involuntarily.

The holy giant tilted his head, seemingly puzzled as to what the ants before him were doing.

He lazily stretched out one hand to prop up his head, and the other hand...

Melosdio was horrified to discover that he was now in the other hand of the man before him!

Fear! Fear! Fear! Fear! An overwhelming sense of fear surged into his mind, causing his reason to plummet.

Only then did he realize how naive and ridiculous he had been, actually daring to provoke such a being.

He felt his body begin to itch, and many feathers sprouted from his body, but he had no time to pay attention to the strange phenomena. Extreme fear had taken over his mind, and he could only murmur a few words with his last shred of sanity:

"Angels on earth..."

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Barton rubbed his nose, feeling a strange sense of unease. Why were the two of them suddenly silent after their conversation?

He turned to look at Melosdio, only to find him standing there in a terrified daze, his pupils devoid of any life.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Barton walked over, patted his shoulder, and shook him.

"Gah-"

Melosdio let out a strange cry, and then, like burning paper, it rapidly turned into feathers emitting white light starting from its feet.

! ! ! ! !

Startled by the sight, Barton took two large steps back. This guy hadn't made a sound before, showing no signs of being attacked by anything. Could it be a curse? But when?

Patton placed his hand on the life-sized spiked club slung behind his back and turned his head toward Standin, only to find that Standin was nowhere to be seen.

"Did this guy... run away beforehand?" Barton drew his spiked club and held it in front of him, wary of his surroundings. "When did he launch the attack?"

He couldn't be sure if Melosdio was really dead. Back then, this guy had his head chopped off by Chiris, but somehow he still managed to come back to life. The scene before him clearly showed that this guy had been attacked by a mysterious ability user, and the power of mysterious ability users was unreasonable...

"Tch, could it be that we were used by that guy Standin?"

The guy's statement that he "would only stop Chiris" is worth pondering. Did he already know it would provoke others to intervene? But what good would that do him?

Patton, who wasn't very bright, couldn't grasp the deeper meaning.

Suddenly, his expression changed, as if he had realized something.

"Could it be that esteemed person?"

Chapter 87 Mil, Call Me Dad

Mir's magical rampage is a phenomenon that can easily cause commotion. After all, people finding that they have inexplicably lost some of their time can easily cause panic. Although this power is good for self-defense, it is best not to use it if possible.

Now she has another problem to think about. Every time her magic goes berserk, she is forced to maintain her original form for a week. That is to say, after a week, she has to go another week without being able to appear in everyone's sight as "Mir. Chiris".

In the past, when this happened, she would hide at Eileen's house for a week.

But as Eileen carried her higher and higher, she realized that the direction seemed a bit wrong.

"Mommy, where are we going?" the girl asked, tugging at Eileen's clothes.

"Mom has some things to take care of. How about I take you to the capital for a week first?"

"No, no!" The girl seemed a little anxious when she heard the news. She was unfamiliar with the capital and it was not as comfortable as being with her mother. Or was she planning to leave herself with a stranger and go have fun by herself?

"I only stay with Mom." As she spoke, she snuggled closer to Eileen.

"Don't move!" Eileen snapped.

The girl was startled by her sudden stern voice, and looked at her with a mixture of grievance and confusion.

“It’s dangerous to move around at high altitudes,” Eileen comforted Mir by patting her head.

"Mom, I don't want to be with other people, I only want to be with Mom..." The girl clung tightly to Eileen's clothes.

"Sweetie, Mommy has something to do. Why don't you stay with Daddy for a bit?"

"dad?"

Mir was completely bewildered. When did I get a dad? Wait, Eileen, when did you get a boyfriend?

“The Queen of Rainbow Wings, that’s your father, my dear,” Eileen replied in a soft voice.

Mir was even more confused. She had heard many people jokingly say that Eileen was Her Majesty the Queen's best friend. At the time, she didn't really care. After all, even in the real world, two people who are close often say things like "best buddies" or "best friends." But in reality, they don't take it seriously, and no one believes them. Now that Eileen has admitted it herself, Mir is still a little overwhelmed.

Moreover, she had never met the so-called "Empress". Although she had been adopted by Eileen for more than three years, she had never met the so-called "Eileen's best friend" Empress. Although Eileen often went to the capital to see her, she never took Mir with her. The Empress was a very busy person, let alone come to see her in person.

Now that they're suddenly saying they're going to take her to the Queen and have her take care of him, Mir is still not very willing. The title "Your Majesty the Queen" sounds like a very powerful position. She must be a high-ranking and dignified person. How can Mir be cheeky with that?

"Once you get there, you must listen to your father. Your mother has given him the right to spank you. Also, you can't be picky about food, and you have to go to bed on time every night. There's a little princess there who looks a bit older than you, so she's like your older sister. You can play with her, but you can't fight, you can't..." Eileen nagged at the girl from high in the air.

But the girl ignored her advice completely, without even giving it a second thought.

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The Rainbow Wing Kingdom, whose full name is "Rainbow Wings," refers to wings formed from the colors of a rainbow. Just as a rainbow is composed of several different colors that can blend together harmoniously, so too is the Rainbow Wing Kingdom. This kingdom is made up of various races that can coexist peacefully with each other, which is its defining characteristic.

The current Empress of Rainbow Wing Kingdom is the founding emperor of that country. She has been sitting on the throne for thousands of years, but no one dares to voice any objections. First, Her Majesty's management is indeed so impeccable that they cannot find much fault with her, nor dare they. Second, Her Majesty is currently the strongest person in the open in this other world, known as the "Earth Angel," a genuine S-class powerhouse. In an event ten thousand years ago, she wiped out all those who opposed her, silencing the entire world.

In short, Her Majesty Queen Kiana Lucasia of the Rainbow Wing Kingdom is a wolf-destroyer. Apart from her comrades who have fought alongside her, no one in this world dares to oppose her. If she wanted to, ruling this world would not be difficult for her.

But this wolf-like man was now looking at the two beautiful women in front of him, one big and one small, with a conflicted expression, especially the small one.

When Eileen founded the Beautiful Evening Academy, she would use her superpower to teleport to Eileen's place and sleep with her almost every day after finishing her daytime tasks. Although they were both quite busy during the day, their life was still quite wonderful. Until three years ago, she said she had adopted a daughter, and then she stopped coming to Eileen's place to sleep every night. Instead, she slept with her adopted daughter. Her Majesty the Queen had fallen out of favor.

This was the first time she had seen this supposedly mischievous and troublesome daughter who was also vying for her affections. Seeing her made her even more exasperated. The little one appeared perfectly fine on the outside; Kiana was immediately captivated by her beauty. In all her ten thousand years of life, she had never seen such an adorable little girl, but…

Eileen, are you sure this girl wasn't born secretly without my knowledge?

Her Majesty the Queen looked at the girl with tenderness. The girl's hair color was exactly the same as Eileen's, and her eyes were the same pink color as hers. She looked just like the daughter she and Eileen had.

At this moment, Mir also hid behind Eileen and secretly observed the person in front of her who was theoretically her adoptive father. He looked about the same height as Eileen, but was much taller than her. His hair was light purple, which made him look extremely noble. His eyes were the same pink color as hers. But as an empress, she didn't even have a maid. Wasn't that a bit too shabby?

Noticing that the other person was also looking at her, Mir completely hid behind Eileen, but Eileen pulled her to the front and turned her little face so that she could look at the beautiful woman in front of her.

"Mir, call me Papa."

Holy crap? They actually forced someone to call them "daddy"? How can people be so rude these days?

“No need,” Her Majesty the Empress’s voice sounded somewhat stiff. “Just call me Father.”

She reached out one hand and stiffly patted Mir's head, without any of the familiarity that Eileen had shown, and with her other hand she took out a handful of candy and handed it to Mir.

Chapter 88 Why is this happening?

Mir took the candy Kiana handed her and put it in her pocket. Since it was free, why not take it?

"In that case, I'll leave the child with you for now. I'm going to find that guy, Standin." Eileen pushed the girl towards Kiana.

"Do you need my help? If it were me, I could probably kill him much more easily, right?"

"No, thank you." Eileen waved her hand, rejecting her suggestion. "That guy seems to be very sensitive to divinity. Didn't you launch a map-like attack on him back then and he still managed to escape?"

"Okay, then be careful."

Kiana didn't try to persuade her again. She bit her finger, and a drop of bright red blood dripped from the wound. The blood strangely condensed into a solid bead, which Kiana handed to Irene.

"Use this if necessary; he can't hurt you."