Krydrla eyed the boy before her suspiciously.
"That's right. Ask away."
Chen Li nodded.
"..." Looking at the egg in her hand, Krydrla, who had already become the Empress, truly suspected that the boy before her was a fraud.
However, an ancient oracle had said: [If a boy with a pink fairy atop his head comes before the Chrysos Heirs, hands out eggs to them, and asks about their wishes, you must accept the egg and answer his questions truthfully.
I know this is difficult, but this is an order.]
"Conquer Okhema?"
Krydrla asked tentatively.
"Sure."
"Have a happy childhood?"
"Can do."
"I want an ocean."
"No problem."
"I want to grow taller."
"That won't work."
"You!!! Then I want the iron hooves under my command to march beyond the heavens!"
Krydrla gritted her teeth, but still suppressed her anger and continued probing.
"Sure."
"Start out with a country?"
"Can do."
"Be born as a Chrysos Heir."
"No problem."
"I want to grow taller."
"That won't work."
Chen Li shook his head again.
"...Jianqi Jue! Break both his legs for me!"
Krydrla flew into a rage!
This person had been provoking her all along!
"..." The Siren girl stood quietly beside Krydrla. Yet the bowstring-like sword in her hand did not point toward Caesar's enemy as Krydrla had commanded.
This Siren girl had shoulder-length black-and-white hair that faded between colors. Her blue-purple dress, like formal wear, was adorned with fishbone ornaments. Beneath the light gauze skirt, her long, shapely legs were wrapped in black thigh-high stockings, ending in a pair of short boots.
What drew even more attention was the transparent section of her abdomen, where bubbles like ocean foam occasionally drifted past.
It made one wonder whether, after pressing one's face against her stomach, one could take a sip