Huh? Are they all real?.

it's actually really easy.

That is, a wandering stranger met another stranger.

It's just that she's clearly beyond our comprehension.

"So, is it acceptable now?"

She forcefully snatched Mohn from Rose Lorian's arms.

Neither Moen nor Rose Lorrian dared to voice their dissatisfaction.

One was driven by guilt, the other by awe.

“I can’t, because they are just things I created according to your wishes, but as I said, since I’ve lost, I won’t go back on my word.”

At this point, she looked up at the goddesses and said:

"So, behave yourself! Because I really have a bad temper!"

The goddesses all bowed their heads.

It's like how God would send angels to the king as gifts.

They ended up in the same situation.

However, Yuan Chu was clearly still very unhappy that someone was taking things from her.

What she stole was the only thing she cared about.

In this situation, what goddess would dare to say anything?

Their initial argument was also resolved.

Although it was resolved in a way they had never even considered.

Moen was also feeling guilty.

He could only say:

"What about the others?"

She sighed as she held Moen in her arms:

"Don't worry, I just scared them."

Actually, she knew she would lose from the very beginning because she couldn't bear to lose.

However, she also wanted to express her dissatisfaction.

In any case, time and the world mean nothing to her.

Beyond the white world.

In a world swallowed by darkness.

Amidst the terror and prayers of countless people.

People finally saw the darkness recede.

Light returns!

-

She demanded very firmly that the goddesses go out and appease the uneasy people.

The goddesses, of course, dared not refuse and could only leave one after another.

The entire white world was now just her and Moen.

Looking at the completely silent white world.

She gently rested Moen's head on her lap and stroked Moen's hair, saying:

"I don't actually care about their existence at all, but now they definitely won't feel awkward; they'll just be grateful."

After saying that, she looked down at Moen and smiled:

So, are you happy?

Moen paused for a moment, then stared blankly at her and said:

"Is that so?"

"Of course, since I've already lost, why should I care what the toys think?"

Okay, this still doesn't seem quite right, but at least it's a little better than before.

perhaps???

However, while pondering this, she suddenly turned back to look at the spot where the girls had disappeared and said:

"That little bird is still a little bird."

"what?"

Moen was a little surprised and puzzled.

She repeated herself once more:

"The little bird is still the same little bird. I just made her think she wasn't herself anymore. You can tell her about this later."

She punished her eldest sons. As for the hummingbird, she punished it by making it believe that she was just a 'puppet' who had inherited everything from the hummingbird.

Hearing this, Moen was a little stunned.

In her arms, she asked Moen another question:

So, are you happy?

"what?"

Moen still didn't quite understand.

She then explained earnestly:

"I'm asking you if you've been happy along the way?"

A seemingly heavy question.

Lying on her lap, Moen fell into deep thought.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the morning sun emerges.

Moen shook his head and said:

"I do not know."

Having waited a day and a night, she had no complaints, but finally received her answer and said:

"is it?"

Then, Moen looked at the rising sun and smiled at her:

"No, I'm very happy."

This made her smile with immense satisfaction:

"That's good!"