Chapter 43: Back To The Original Plan.

  Once the Elves were convinced to join, there wasn’t anything left for Celia to do. She just merely needed to wait for Carma and Alisa to come back, so that they could go adventure, primarily Level grind.

  Unfortunately, this waiting went on for a decent while, two months, in fact. It is almost as if uniting three different empires into one single mega empire… was hard to plan. Carrying it out was even more taxing of a task…

  Carma: “Sorry, Celia. We can leave today. That is, if you’re ready.” She said with some remorse.

  Celia: “I’m ready. What about the others? Also, I won’t be exploring… in this outfit.” She replied, awkwardly.

  Without even speaking, the tired Carma had dragged Celia into her room, and started dressing the fully grown woman up. After quite a few attire changes, Carma even looked to be re-energized.

  Carma: “Oh, I asked them to prepare before I came to see you.” She informed with a giggle.

  Celia: “…Carma, you need a wife. I don’t know if I can keep up with this… dressing up fetish of yours. Cynthia’s wife even coaxed her out of doing it anymore…” She said with a pleading tone.

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  Carma: “Wife? I… probably should look for one. I’ve been a bit jealous, seeing you act all married-like with your wives…” She replied with a wistful tone and expression.

  This wasn’t the whole truth. Rather, Carma was already looking for a spouse. She just couldn’t find one on this land. Not even a single Elf had caught her eye during Carma’s diplomatic mission.

  Although… Carma wasn’t a fool. Forcing love would be silly, and not ever lead to everlasting happiness, which Celia has already achieved. The woman was 100% certain that none of Celia’s wives would ever leave her.

  Celia: “I’ll help you find one while we’re traveling. This world is vast, so I’m sure that… you’ll find a loving wife in the future.” She coaxed with a smile, which, given her outfit, was oddly enchanting.

  Carma: “We’ll see, Celia. We’ll see…” She replied with a noncommittal tone and expression.

  In the end, Carma didn’t think that she had the same luck as her sister. Once she met Celia, everything changed. Never in her life did Carma ever think that’d she become a Goddess, let alone an Evolution even higher than one...

  Celia: “Oh right, where are we going?” She asked, realizing that she didn’t know their next destination.

  Carma: “Right now? Nowhere… I need to put at least six more outfits on you before I am satisfied.” She answered with a giggle.

  Celia: “…”

  Carma: “As for where we’re going to travel to… Our first stop is the Empire of Perl. Which is the main power of the continent we’re going to Level grind in.” She continued, always looking for ways to tease Celia, regardless of her sister’s age.

  Celia: “Sounds interesting…” She replied, sounding deadpan. “Goddess help whoever marries Carma. As they won’t ever know true peace…” She secretly thought with a hearty, cheeky laugh.