Cheat Awakening

Chapter 458. Nostalgic Bonds

"So, my little girl, tell me, why do you have time to visit your poor mother today? You're never one to come to me without a good or serious reason, which I find very realistic and, admittedly, a little disappointing. Sigh, if only you could be more carefree, life would be perfect... Sigh, I miss the days when you were young and always ran around me, saying you wanted to protect me."

The silver-haired lady said this with a beautiful, nostalgic smile. Fenrir, however, had already turned her head away, too embarrassed to face her mother, who seemed in full teasing mode.

"Okay, now stop being shy and tell me what trouble you're having."

"Actually... It's nothing big, I... I have a friend whose wife was injured by some kind of ancient dark magic. She's on the brink of death, so I was wondering if you could take a look and see if there's any way to save her," Fenrir hesitated for a while. But after gathering her courage and seeing her mother's gentle smile, asked softly.

"WHAT! Who are you? You imposter! Where's my little girl? You couldn't be my daughter! Tell me, tell me, where is she!"

The scolding or dissatisfaction Fenrir expected didn't happen. Instead, her mother grabbed her furry neck with both slender hands, putting on a show of choking her while inquiring with a fake worried face and trying her best to stop her laughter.

"My little girl has never asked me for anything for herself, let alone asking to help a friend? Friend, my ass! She'd been living in the forest away from everything for hundreds of years, barely contacting anyone. How can she possibly be changing so much? Not only does she have a friend, but one so close that for his sake, she is even willing to go against her own principles?"

"Impossible! Imposter! I'm asking for the last time! Show me your true face, or else you have to face my anger, which believe me, you will realise is the last thing you even wanted to see...! I'll dry out all your hair to pink and put on some never-removable girlish makeup and outfit on you! Especially that pinky skirt on your ass, ohohoho, damn, it is going to look perfect on you!"

The more the silver-haired lady spoke, the more she seemed to enjoy it, leaving Fenrir completely speechless. Though Fenrir had indeed witnessed many of her mother's embarrassing and unmentionable deeds, today, she learned one more thing: her mother's capacity for shamelessness and headache-inducing behaviour easily rivalled Myne.

"Mother, I'm serious, please stop joking," Seeing that her mother was about to start another round of teasing, Fenrir finally couldn't take it and interrupted her, while sighing helplessly.

"Okay, okay, you're no fun. Tell me something about this new friend of yours. What's so special about him that you even dare to come to me asking for help for him? Damn, you didn't fall in love with him, did you?"

"...All the marriage arrangements, I'll do them personally! It's been years since I last attended a wedding. Finally, I can also show those b*tches that I can arrange a very grand wedding as well! How dare those lowly whores mock me!" The silver-haired lady slapped angrily on the strongest thigh in the world and cursed loudly.

"Mother, please don't say that. You are the best mother we could ever hope for. Yes, you're a bit too naughty for your own good, but we all still love you. But to maintain your majestic image, we have to create some distance from you, even if we don't want to. Some things are just beyond our control."

"But I don't want my children to treat me like a stranger! I want a family with whom I can spend time happily, share my worries, and not be stuck in this wretched castle all the time and look out at the blue ball before me that I call home, but can't even enter. I want to meet my other children, enjoy delicious food, and have some fun."

But no, all because some idiots think I'll steal their believers? F*ck their believers! I created this entire planet, I gave it life! What rights do they have? Just because they're more numerous and powerful than me, they think they can bully me as much as they want? You see, Fenrir, one day I will surely smash all of those bastards' heads with my staff!"

Panting heavily, the silver-haired lady, who had long thrown aside her gentle lady demeanour, spoke angrily while once again holding Fenrir's neck, and shaking her crazily.

"F*ck! All this nonsense!" After you go back, inform all your siblings that I want them all at the dinner table tomorrow night. And this is an order! If anyone is missing, tell them I'll seal their powers and make them clean the entire castle with their bare hands, without any help!

Having threatened Fenrir, the silver-haired lady finally felt some relief. She leaned against Fenrir who was slightly shaking thinking about the castle which was as big as a huge city and without magic cleaning it in a year would be nigh impossible for a single person and continued, "Sigh, so what was his name again? Myne, you say? Explore more stories with empire

Why does it feel like I've heard it somewhere..." she muttered, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

"He's the troublemaker who caused the invader from another world to enter ours. Because of this, you had to take personal action to solve the whole mess. I think I explained everything in full detail, though," Fenrir replied helplessly after coming out of her dangerous thoughts.

"Hmph, as if I even listened to your telepathic words. I can only understand your world when I meet you in person. Otherwise, because of the 'weak connection' between us, I can hardly understand anything," The silver-haired lady said with a teasing wink at Fenrir. "So, what's the matter with him? Tell me again, ohh, and this time I'm serious."

"Sigh, well, his wife is on the verge of death, and I need your help to see if there's any way to save her," Fenrir confirmed that her mother wasn't joking, repeating her request seriously.

"Let me take a look at her and your... friend. I am also quite interested in knowing what is so great about him that my serious and cold little girl has gone crazy for him, even after knowing that another girl has already taken him," The silver-haired lady started, her voice trailing off as she noticed the murderous glint in Fenrir's eyes. She instantly became honest, reforming her sentence.

The next moment her eyes began to shine with an intense golden light. She looked in a specific direction as if no distance or obstacle could hinder her sight.

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