Several minutes later.
Lynn had finally learned the approximate circumstances from Nanako's mouth.
He also finally understood her grudges with that girl named Juejue.
Juejue.
A girl who grew up with Nanako since childhood, also the granddaughter of Andre the Archmage.
If things developed along a normal course, these two girls who grew up together, even if they could not become best friends, their relationship would not be too bad.
But it was because of that electrically charged duel between Andre and his sworn brother, who during that time.
It directly caused the two girls to start eyeing each other with suspicion.
According to Nanako.
At that time, Andre the Archmage was the first to have a granddaughter, while Andre did not, so every time the former would mock and ridicule him because of this.
For instance:
"My son is a prodigious talent, now a mighty city-destroying sorcerer, he can beat your son with one hand!"
"Heh, I have a granddaughter."
"My daughter is proficient in all aspects, even a classical beauty, those who propose to my daughter line up for ten kilometers every day! What about you?!"
"Heh, I have a granddaughter."
And so, in this series of confrontations, Andre lost badly.
To turn the tide in this ordeal.
He directly took the father of Nanako, who was not yet the seventh steward and also his disciple, as his [close— closer than a real son——true·son].
Consequently, Nanako naturally became his [close·closer than a biological granddaugther·true·granddaughter].
Because having a "granddaughter" lacked the "grand" part compared to a "granddaughter", so Andre the Archmage suddenly seemed to take the upper hand.
"So..." Lynn was stunned.
He swore, he had never seen such stubborn and absurd people in his many years of life.
Nanako, furiously grabbing her own pigtails, said: "Hence, it is only natural that Nanako has been bullied by her!"
Nanako gritted her teeth, her two small fists swung towards the open air, with the hair on her head even more flamboyantly displaying its might against the empty air.
"At 1 year old, she stole Nanako's baby bottle, didn't get it, Nanako beat her."
"At 3 years old, she stole Nanako's pretty dress, didn't get it, Nanako beat her."
"At 6 years old, she stole Nanako's magic wand, she still couldn't get it, Nanako continued to beat her."
Lynn watched her swinging her small fists and speaking those stern words. He was dumbstruck.
This......
No matter how you look at it, it seems like, master, you were the one bullying her!
Aren’t you worried you might break her from beating her every day?
No wonder she's such a fierce loli, it turns out it was developed from childhood!
Nanako gritted her teeth, mournfully clenched her fists and said, "Everything was very harmonious and beautiful in the beginning, although there were occasional disputes, but overall, Nanako wasn't living too badly after all."
[Of course, you’re doing fine...]
Lynn was speechlessly unsure of how to even begin to retort.
Nanako angrily chimed in: "But after the age of ten, a very terrible thing happened, and then Nanako's good days came to an end!"
Lynn was stunned, looking at Nanako's expression of grief and indignation, he asked: "What terrible thing happened?"
In an instant, visions of scenes of violence, blood and fire, of steel and iron, swarmed Lynn's mind.
Invasion of mythical beasts? Farewell between life and death? Massive earthquakes and tidal waves?
Nanako grinded her teeth in anger, stretching her hand out to reveal a gap only as wide as between the thumb and index finger.
"She has grown two millimeters taller than Nanako!!"
Lynn: "......"
The room fell silent.
A flock of crows flew over Lynn's head, casting six dark spots below.
Lynn, with a sweatdrop, murmured: “It... it's really frightening......”
Nanako, with a scowl, retorted: "Indeed, it was at that point, when she outgrew Nanako by a mere two millimeters, Nanako’s good days came to an end. At the beginning, when the difference was just two millimeters, wearing some high-heeled shoes was enough to make up the difference, but the situation soon spiraled out of control!"
Lynn: "......"
Nanako paced back and forth, with knitted brows and a little hand propping up her chin, her ponytail fluttering.
"It started with two millimeters, then it became three, five, and after a few years, the gap had widened up to two, three centimeters. The difference kept growing and has become insurmountable just with shoes!!"
Lynn: "......"
Nanako, grinding her teeth, rushed to the table.
Thump, thump, thump——
She quickly unplugged all the lids of the milk bottles on the table, gulping them down.
Thump——
She slammed the table tipsily.
Nanako fiercely wiped the creamy white liquid from the corner of her mouth and angrily exclaimed,
"I've been drinking milk every day just like her. But apparently, it makes no difference for Nanako. I have miserably lost in every way concerning this!!"
Lynn wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked, “So... how tall is she?”
Nanako, grinding her teeth, replied: “Only one meter seventy, just a bit taller than Nanako, but she is so proud of herself!”
Subconsciously, Lynn turned his head, his gaze landed on the ruler marks etched into the corner wall.
Although the markings had been hastily erased, faint traces were still visible.
"One... Four..." Lynn hesitantly squinted.
Thump——
Nanako stood up, abruptly interrupting Lynn's wild guessing with her hair standing on end, "Height and such doesn't bother Nanako. So what if she's taller? Nanako doesn't care. What truly upsets Nanako is something else!"
Lynn, swabbing his sweat, asked: “What is it......”
Nanako's eyes suddenly became filled with sadness.
She looked down, towards her chest, her eyes welling up with tears.
"......"
"......"
The surroundings quieted down for a second.
Lynn quickly caught on.
The message was clear, left unsaid.
Lynn took a deep breath, wiped a mock tear from his corner of his eye and unsoundly said:
"Master, stay strong......"
【Indeed, this is undoubtedly a very sad thing to hear.】
【For a master who has been unable to develop for hundreds of years, this is absolutely the biggest sorrow for a loli.】
【I feel my heart ache just at the sight of my disciple...】
A vision suddenly appeared in Lynn's mind.
"Nanako has become a very powerful city-dismantling level mage, hasn't she? Even forbidden magic, she just needs a glance to learn it. What about you?"
"Well, I'm older than Nanako!”
"Nanako is a once-in-a-millennium magic prodigy, you know! She's slain ten thousand slimes, vanquished five thousand goblins. What about you?"
"Well, I'm older than Nanako!”
Every time Lynn thought about this scene in his mind, he felt exceedingly sorrowful.
He was thoroughly trampled from all sides in the blink of an eye.
Sadness!
Sadness!
Such immense sadness!
Nanako forcefully shook her head, her ponytail fluttering, and with slightly reddened eyes she clenched her small fist, saying:
"But Nanako will absolutely not admit defeat. So what if it's about an inch or two? Nanako has other strengths too."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."