Chapter 59: Give Them a Good Wake up!!!

  (Celia’s POV)

  Of course, my daughters always deserve the best. As such, I will not be having them wake up in some random ass forest. I mean, the last two sorta woke up pretty quickly, but that was apparently a fluke.

  Mena and Nina are still sleeping soundly, and Faith swore that she didn’t use any magic to keep them sleeping like this, either. Ah, like me, my daughters are sleepy girls…

  Faith: “Why don’t we go back to your castle?” She asked.

  Celia: “That castle is pretty bare-bones, Faith. We’ll just go to some overly expensive hotel, or something.” I replied.

  Faith: “Rather than that, we should invade some queen’s castle, and crash there for a bit.” She proposed.

  Celia: “…I mean, yeah, that is an option too.” I reply with a giggle.

  A Few Hours Later.

  Mena: “…”

  Nina: “…”

  Faith: “This massage feels good, right?” She asked with a smile.

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  Nina: “Who even are you!?” She exclaimed.

  Faith: “I am the wife of your mother in her next life.” She nonchalantly answered.

  Mena: “Mother… blink twice if you’re being held captive by this woman.” She said with a serious tone.

  Celia: “I am not being held captive, and she isn’t lying.” I replied with a laugh.

  Just as the woman suggested, Faith personally borrowed a castle of some powerful queen, which was where we are at right now. Currently, the four of us are getting massages by some decently skillful maids.

  Before the two decide to go on some kind of rampage to save me, I got up and tapped their heads, giving them all the information that they’ve missed since the game started.

  Lotsa Processing Later.

  Mena: “How the hell aren’t these memories just straight up fake!?” She yelled in shock, probably finally getting through all that I gave her.

  Nina: “Mena… this is Celia we’re talking about here. She is probably involved in even more crazy things, of which she herself isn’t even aware of.” She said with a sigh, rubbing her sister’s back, and speaking in a coaxing tone.

  Faith: “Are you two going to call me “Mom” yet?” She asked, ignoring their clearly still confused selves.

  Nina: “You aren’t married to her yet… But you do seem to treat us like your daughters, so… Mom.” She agreed.

  Mena: “New mom, could you please stop Celia, your future next life wife, from doing any more crazy things?” She pleaded.

  Faith: “Why would I do that? Celia… it is like every universe revolves around her, and each crazy thing that she does… just makes me fall in love with her even more!” She denied before going on a rant about how she loves me.

  Blocking out the words that Faith was going to express, seemingly to brainwash my daughters with, I had a problem pop up. One that isn’t directly my doing.

  You see… our arrival wasn’t really peaceful, and Faith just forced this entire kingdom to bend to her will. Which is why… a squad of knights just rushed into our room! Ah, these poor, poor fools…