"Once again, I’ll tell you when I’m ready to fight the Kirin ok?" The manager smiled as the older Shiro nodded her head.

  "See you tomorrow at the shift I suppose."

  Giving him a small wave, she started to make her way home with Shiro in her arms.

  "Seems like you knew him."

  "Yup. I’m surprised you know? He should be in the far east right now but he’s actually here."

  "How did you know him? You said that he was a dragon no? Knowing Yin, she was probably unhappy with him."

  "Hmm…… do you remember the Dragon Master?" The older Shiro asked with a smile.

  "Uhuh. I just saw him not too long ago in Vatican City."

  "That old man was the oldest dragon that he had under his control. His name is Rakurth and his true form is quite impressive you know? I’ll give you a tip though, you might want to kill him as soon as possible."

  "The old man?"

  "NO! The guy controlling the dragon! I think his name was Dominic or something. I can’t be arsed to look through my records." The older Shiro rolled her eyes since she knew that her younger self was messing with her right now.

  "How come you want me to kill him as soon as possible?"

  "It’s because he completely destroys Vatican City. The casualty rate was off the charts you know? There’s not much we could do when demons and dragons attacked us out of nowhere. I didn’t have enough time to prepare for the attack."

  "How many survived?"

  "Not enough." The older Shiro narrowed her eyes with a frown.

  "I’ll keep that in mind. Want to tell me anything else? How about why the demons are in Vatican City."

  "Hmm…… Just make sure you keep an eye on Madi when you get back. The demon’s main goal is Madi. In my time, I wasn’t able to get to her in time and the following events were quite a mess."

  "Anything else?"

  "Nope. If I tell you too much, it wouldn’t be fun for you to find out for yourself. Just know that you should kill Dominic and keep an eye on Madi." The older Shiro grinned.

  Rolling her eyes, Shiro nodded her head.

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  "You’re telling me that Haulia is missing?" Batros furrowed his brows with a complicated expression. Out of all the assassin’s they had, Haulia was probably one of the best due to her True Stealth that could bypass most if not all detection spells. If she’s missing, then he could assume two things.

  Either one, she was killed or two, he betrayed them. But the second scenario was highly unlikely.

  "Keep an eye on her sister. She might have betrayed us to rescue her, we don’t know. However, if it’s confirmed that she is dead, her sister will be of no use to us. There will be no point in spending money to keep her alive." Batros clicked his tongue.

  "Understood. Should we do anything else about Ori then?" The subordinate asked with a slight bow.

  "Not yet. Stay away from her for a few days. I’ll do something about it myself." Batros shook his head and stood up. He was going to personally pay a visit to her in a few days.

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  Working her shifts like usual, the older Shiro kept herself to date on all the information regarding the current situation between Misu and the Lightning Queen. There had been a few skirmishes but Misu hadn’t requested for any weapons just yet because she wants the Lightning Queen to be off guard.

  Thankfully, Misu managed to avoid quite a few casualties despite Thiria’s interference. With beasts on the Lightning Queen’s side, Misu needed to be careful about the battles she chooses to fight.

  "Seems like Misu’s having a hard time." Rakurth smiled as he was cleaning the cups after another day of business.

  During the day, they heard some rumours about how the Lightning Queen was pushing back the Undead Queen.

  "Mn. Most of the beast folk here believe that the fight will be over soon as long as they can mount a powerful attack on the capital." The older Shiro nodded her head.

  "A little too idealistic don’t you think?"

  "Of course. A fight between queens can’t end so easily. Though with Thiria joining the fray, Misu will need to be careful. There is only so much my weapons can do to help her. Plus, my power is limited right now without having an anchor or domain."

  "You say that but any of the queens would kill to have your armoury you know?" Rakurth laughed.

  "What use is weapons when they can just kill you with a sneeze? You have to be able to put the weapons to use for it to be effective after all. Like a baby with a gun, sure the gun is dangerous but if the baby dies to the punch then the gun is useless. That’s probably an awful choice of words but I’ve already given the example."

  "True. Tell me honestly, between Misu and the Lightning Queen, who will win? The Lightning Queen has Thiria on her side while Misu has you on her side." Rakurth asked with a smile.

  "Honestly, probably the Lightning Queen. I may be on Misu’s side but there’s only so much I can do without an anchor. However, if I can figure out how to set one up and get my proper status as an empress, then Misu will win 100%." The older Shiro grinned.

  "Confident are you now?"

  "Somewhat I suppose. However, that’s only if we can get the jump on the Lightning Queen. If Thiria decides to fight it out with us, we’ll probably lose. Thiria has been acc.u.mulating her strength for quite a while now." She shrugged while helping Rakurth put away the cups.

  "Out of all the queens, Thiria’s probably the most annoying one. After a certain point, all of the monsters in the world might be under her grasp. Once that happens, all she has to do is command them to overwhelm one city and it’ll be destroyed in an instant. Even if you’re an empress, you’ll have a hard time fighting the entire world."

  "In my current state yes. However, if you give me a bit of time to acc.u.mulate some strength, I’ll be able to fight the world." The older Shiro looked down at her hand and clenched it with determination.

  "Perhaps. However, only time will tell. Take care on your way home." Rakurth smiled.

  Nodding her head, she started to make her way home with Shiro.

  On their way back, they noticed a distinct lack of beast folk in their houses.

  *Sigh……

  "Seems like he really doesn’t value his life." The older Shiro muttered.

  "Are you going to kill him?" Shiro asked.

  "Not yet. We’ll see where this goes. However, if he tries to molest me in any way shape or form, I will kill him in the most painful way possible."

  "Aren’t you going to kill him anyways?" Shiro raised her eyebrow.

  "Yes. However, would you rather be killed by me in the most painful way possible where I have healing spells to keep you alive indefinitely or would you rather be killed in an instant?"

  ". . ."

  "Exactly. Honestly, I might pick the first option since the second option is too good for him."

  Unlocking her flat door, she locked it behind her before walking to her living room. Sitting on the sofa was Batros. He had a smile on his face as he watched the two walk in.

  Holding back her urge to vomit, Ori stepped back.

  "How come you’re in my flat Mr Batros?"

  "Nothing much, just waiting for you to come home. Now then, why don’t we skip the talk and go onto the main course." He narrowed his eyes and stood up.

  "What do you mean by that? There are guards around!" Ori stepped back nervously.

  "The guards? They’re already gone. You’re alone here with your daughter. Who knows, after I enjoy you, I might wait a while so that your daughter grows up then enjoy her."

  *PUCHI!!!!

  Both the older Shiro and the younger Shiro felt a vein burst. Despite Tia not being born yet in her time, Shiro knew that if anyone dared to speak of bedding her daughter in front of her, she’d kill them in the most painful way imaginable.

  Looking at each other, they both nodded.

  "Man, you really had to step on that landmine didn’t you? I wanted to stay undercover for a bit longer but you just had to talk about my daughter didn’t you? A mother’s anger is not easily appeased, you know?" The older Shiro spoke slowly as the space around them started to distort.