Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"That's great... The one with the guts is Wendy, Schicksal receives compensation bills from all over the world all day long... If another Schicksal finance department comes along, they'll probably come to the bishop's office with weapons and duel me—"

"Are you sure you're not challenging Miss Wendy to a duel?"

"Then they'll have to catch Wendy first..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore—we're not worried about Herrschers who are bold and have lofty ideals anyway..."

"For example, Miss Kiana and Mr. Welt..."

"They're not particularly brave, but if they live honest lives, there's no need to worry. They're honest people, like Xinglu and Binglu."

Snow nodded, watching the couple still showing affection in the distance...

"I'm afraid of people who are daring but whose ideals are just for fun... so smaller is better, smaller is better..."

"Hmm... if that's the case, perhaps this child is quite easy to take care of?"

Alicia tilted her head, looking thoughtful.

"...By the way, Snow, have you decided on a name for this child?"

"We can't keep calling it 'The Herald of Corruption' all the time. 'The Herald of Corruption' sounds too far-fetched—"

"As for the name..."

Looking at the Herrscher of Corruption in front of her, who increasingly resembled a certain merciful lady from the next film set, the blonde girl made up her mind—

"Let's call him Ishmael—"

“Ishmael?”

Miss Alicia, unaware of the reason, tilted her head in confusion...

"Is there anything special about this name, Snow?"

"What's so special about it? This name can also be pronounced Ishmael—meaning 'God hears your plea'...which matches the meaning of your name, Ellie, which represents 'paradise' or 'heaven' quite well?"

"Hmm... then let's call her Ishmael! I'll tell her that name when she wakes up~ Thank you, Snow—"

"Ah...it was just a small favor."

......

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"Ah! This is the world of the strong—"

Just as everyone started discussing what to eat for dinner, the Herrscher, who had been sleeping soundly, finally opened her eyes once more...

"You're awake, Ishmael—"

“Ishmael?”

The Herrscher of Erosion tilted her head in confusion.

“That’s right, Ishmael, that’s the name we gave you—I’m Alicia, and I’ll be your older sister from now on~”

The pink fairy reached out her hand to the newly awakened Herrscher...

"Uh... Hello, Sister Airi!!"

As Miss Ishmael gradually regained consciousness, she quickly recognized the pink-clad woman in front of her and immediately grabbed her leg, then shrank behind Ellie, secretly peeking at the remaining people on the field...

Especially upon seeing a certain irritable man in a black mask, he immediately burrowed his head into Alicia's arms—

"Oh dear—Qianjie, it seems you're not very popular with the kids?"

"Shut up--!"

*Good evening!

*Votes!*

Eternal Paradise: Chapter 494 What are you thinking that can't pass censorship? (Image)

Wow—it's delicious! I want more!

The Herrscher, who woke up just in time for a meal, now had her mouth stuffed full of food fed to her by various uncles and aunts, and her mouth was dripping with oil.

"Ah...don't rush...there are still many more little Ishmael~"

While comforting her adopted younger sister, Alicia, who was stuffing food into the pink-haired girl's mouth, glanced at Miss Snow beside her.

"My dear Snow, did you find a job for little Ishmael?"

"That's right... a fairly easy job—"

The blonde girl tilted her head, looking somewhat troubled, as she watched the Herrscher of Corruption devour her food...

"If you eat too much, you'll be too full to sleep at night—"

Looking at the new Herrscher in front of him, who could rival the gluttonous Kiana Kaslana, Snow's lips twitched...

Thankfully, Rita and Mei are both Valkyries... Irene simply has two Quantum Stand users—otherwise, Schicksal's chef would probably have run away that very day...

"Eh? Right, right, speaking of work—so who's my boss...?"

Miss Ishmael, who had only signed the contract via voice call with Miss Snow, wore a puzzled expression as she looked at the people in front of her, trying to find her future sugar daddy...

"Your future boss? Did you see that blonde lady next to you?"

Hearing Shi Bao's questioning words, the Herrscher of Knowledge, holding a large chicken leg in one hand and a cola bottle in the other, gestured towards Miss Snow with her lips, and was quickly dragged away by Fu Hua—

"Hey, you old man, let me go—you're telling me what to do when I eat this kind of stuff? Of course I can eat whatever makes me happy!"

"...Oh, hello boss?"

Watching the Herrscher of Knowledge being dragged out for repairs, Miss Ishmael began to feel fortunate that her guardian was so kind and gentle—the couple next door had just stepped out the door and started fighting, my goodness! Every move they made was aimed at the groin! What kind of grudge did they have...?

"Ah, hello, Miss Ishmael... Anyway, let me introduce you to the people next to you; they are the people you will be dealing with in the future..."

"Those two white-haired uncles sitting over there, the one who looks younger, the one with blue eyes, is your Uncle Kevin. The one wearing the mask and looking more aggressive, with that 'I'm going to eat a child' expression, is your Uncle Qianjie—"

"Hey! You bastard!"

Upon hearing Miss Snow's slander, Mr. Qianjie immediately lost his composure; his eyes, hidden behind his mask, seemed to spit fire... and he intended to devour the blonde girl before him whole...

"Look, your Uncle Qianjie is about to eat people—raw, the kind that's crunchy when you chew them!"

"Alas!!!"

Following Miss Snow's gaze, Miss Ishmael immediately let out a terrified scream...

"So remember not to make your Uncle Qianjie angry—"

"You've angered me—you wretched god!!!"

Before Miss Ishmael could even nod, Master Qian, who was grilling skewers, spoke up in a furious voice.

It's going to burn.

Miss Snow's reply was even simpler...

"?"

“I’m telling you, if you don’t control the fire in your hand, we’ll be eating charcoal tonight, Master Qian.”

".....you!"

After giving the glib-tongued Miss Snow a fierce glare, our barbecue chef decided to focus on the skewers in his hands rather than try to outmaneuver Miss Snow Apocalypse, who was neither as good as him verbally nor physically.

"Anyway, that's it... Also, your Uncle Qianjie is a stubborn and tsundere, although I don't know why such a big man would have such a strange trait..."

Seeing that Qianjie was no longer paying attention to her, Miss Snow immediately added insult to injury, and quickly changed the subject before the latter could actually fight her.

"And then, ladies of the Heroic Tribe—this is Aponia. Children who make mistakes are sent to this lady for a moral education lesson, so don't mess things up in the Heavenly Mandate, understand?"

"Got it, got it!"

"Of course, Ms. Aponia is usually very nice to children—if Uncle Qianjie scolds you, go find Ms. Aponia, understand?"

"Understood! Hello, Aunt Aponia!"

After greeting everyone, the Herrscher pulled out a notebook from who-knows-where and quickly began jotting down her future survival guide in Schicksal...

"Next is Miss Eden, one of your sister Alicia's best friends. Well... how should I put it? If you see Miss Eden sleeping outside, please take her home... she's probably drunk..."

"Um... you got drunk and slept everywhere...?"

Miss Ishmael, who was taking notes, paused upon hearing Snow's introduction. She looked up at Snow and Miss Eden, who was raising her glass to her and seemed to be almost drunk, and then confirmed it with some disbelief.

"Ah...can I say that?"

Miss Snow, stroking her chin, offered her assessment...

"In short, there won't be any danger—after all, Lady Eden is a fusion warrior after all. I just remember to take her home when I see her in the future."

"Hmm... what a strange uncle and aunt."

Ishmael nodded in agreement and curiously glanced at Lady Eden a few more times.

"And there's Miss Sakura, yes, the woman with pink hair like your older sister, and fox ears—"

"This lady probably doesn't need anything from you usually, but maybe she'll ask you to bring her something sometimes?"

Snow thought for a moment, glanced at Sakura, and after receiving a nod of approval, explained to the young herald.

"Hello, Sister Sakura!"

"Ah, hello."

Sakura, somewhat unaccustomed to the enthusiastic greeting, responded with a slightly awkward "—"

"By the way, you can go visit Sakura's younger sister when you're on break. She's a Herrscher who has corrupted powers, just like you. To be precise, she's your senior."

"You belong to this era, she belongs to the previous era."

"Eh... a companion? I'll remember that!"

Miss Ishmael nodded excitedly upon hearing that she had an accomplice.

"Then it's your sister's turn... You two sisters can spend the night together—we're staying here tonight, there aren't many rooms available, so you and your sister will sleep together."

"Aaaaaah—? Sleeping together???!"

"Isn't this progressing too fast???"