"The lower strategy is to kill Hermione's dragon and sacrifice it to Death. Death will surely accept this gift with delight. Once it enters that dragon's body, Death will become Hermione's pet and pose no threat to you—because you led the restoration of the Xuanhuang Small World, your standing within the system is higher than Hermione's. Any achievements of hers will become part of yours—and Death is her subordinate. In other words, Death will go from being the world's beloved child to the slave of a subordinate of the world's maid. In the higher dimensions, a name is a very important and highly magical concept."
The Black Cat ended its description of the "lower strategy" in a dry tone.
It was still rather long-winded.
But compared with the extensive analogies and references of the first two strategies, this last one was much more concise.
However, the little Jade Person was not any happier just because the Black Cat had said less.
"Hermione's dragon? You mean Dobby?"
Her brows knitted together again.
"Yes."
The Black Cat was brief and to the point.
"Why him?" Though the little Jade Person asked, she already had a vague answer in her heart.
"Just as you thought."
The Black Cat gave the little Jade Person a meaningful look. "Individuals specially favored by the world's fate or the world itself often possess astonishing luck. That little dragon of Hermione's—hmm, you named him Dobby? A very good name—Dobby is a dragon with extraordinary luck, like the protagonist of a comic book. He has sufficient capacity to accommodate Death's descent. More importantly, he was originally born bearing the luck of the Spirits race, and naturally carries part of this world's destiny. If you had not interfered, he would probably have split Waghar's remaining spiritual essence with Death, split