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."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
