"Ah, I knew it."
Watching the two on the screen, Little Black shook her head helplessly. Although she often hung out with the others and seemed cheerful and lively, Ling and Tio always forgot one thing—Little Black, as a Heroic Spirit, was far older and more experienced than they were.
In that regard, Little Black was very much like Fang Zheng. She let loose when it was time to have fun, but when it was time to get serious, she was serious to the end.
It was just that her appearance was about the same age as Ling and the others, so to Ling, Tio, and the rest, Little Black was simply one of their peers. Naturally, they did not feel much awe toward her.
If it had been Asuna, Eriri, or Black Cat, the little ones would probably have listened a little more.
Still, Little Black did not care about something so trivial.
The entire power structure of Heavenly Dao Palace was inherently distorted. From ordinary residents to the upper ranks, almost everyone was a young girl, while actual adults were few and far between.
Moreover, Heavenly Dao Palace did not divide political authority in the traditional way. It was closer to a hierarchy in the religious sphere.
As a True God, Fang Zheng naturally stood at the top of the pyramid. Below him were Hecate, while Tilia and Nymph each oversaw a division.
Beyond that, most of the girls in Heavenly Dao Palace did not have much awareness of rank. Of course, they feared Hecate or Tilia because they worried about being punished for mistakes. Otherwise, they were like children at school: they would enthusiastically greet a teacher when they saw one, and as long as they were not especially troublesome, they generally had no particular thoughts about