"Stop, stop, Cecilia, I was wrong. By the way, who exactly is this beautiful young lady? Why does she have cute cat ears and a cat tail like my daughter Kiana?"
Sigfried did not dare look at Theresa again. He was afraid his wife would get jealous and make him lose face once more.
"Hehe, serves you right, stinky Dad! She's... she's Auntie!"
Kiana's eyes spun as she gave a sly smile. Her words made Sigfried's eyes widen. He stared at Theresa's current appearance in disbelief. That enormous chest and tall figure—what did any of that have to do with Theresa?
"What kind of joke is this? She's Theresa?"
Sigfried shouted in shock.
His words immediately made the little Theresa in the distance pout in displeasure as she walked over.
"Little sister, stop teasing Dad. She's the Academy Head's Parallel Identity, and also one of the most powerful gods we've ever encountered—the Aeon of Binding, Theresa. She doesn't have the Apocalypse surname."
Durandal rolled her eyes at her little sister. She had not expected Kiana to go bad too and start looking for amusement.
"Sigfried, what do you mean by that? Do you want Judas to flatten you?!"
Little Theresa stomped over angrily. Her petite, adorable appearance made Sigfried breathe a sigh of relief, though her transformation still left him very curious.
"This is more like it, isn't it? I'm used to seeing Theresa like this. By the way, that outfit you're wearing... could it be Herrscher armor?"
Sigfried looked at the petite little Theresa uncertainly as he asked.
"Hehe! Surprised? The other me helped this Academy Head transform into the Herrscher of Binding! I'm a powerful Herrscher capable of deploying a Binding Barrier!"
"Sigfried, mock this Academy Head again, and be careful I don't put you in a Binding