Thriving... What are you talking about?

Although Leon's words were hard to understand, seeing the Food God below giving a thumbs-up towards him, with eyes full of... "greed", even with a bird's brain Narration of Nonexistence could tell this was certainly not something good.

"Humph!"

Seemingly disdaining to argue pointlessly with the "dying man", the crow incarnation of Narration of Nonexistence continued to circle in the air a few more times, and then gazed mockingly at the 150-year-old condition of the Grand Witch King below:

"You can only speak pleasantly now, my set story has returned to the track, no matter how you struggle, you will be sent to the gallows in two days!"

"Oh, right, right~"

Faced with words that seemed humiliating but actually contained a hint of probing, Leon didn't intend to refute but cheerfully nodded and replied, then smilingly informed:

"I will soon ask His Majesty the Grand Witch King to decree that all societies in the Witch Kingdom be merged into the Ball of Yarn Society, then establish the national religion of the Witch Kingdom as the Cat Worship, and stipulate that all people must worship my cat, dragging everyone in the Mifalla Kingdom into your story.

If you're not ready to give up and want to deal with me, then make sure to call more True Gods to help, preferably call down everyone from the Slaughter King Association, otherwise, I will just run away~"

"..."

"Did you hear me clearly? Give a squeak~ if you heard it clearly~"

"..."

"Are you there?"

"..."

Humph! Meaningless bravado!

Looking at Leon below, who was neither anxious nor angry but instead was happily suggesting to increase pressure, the face of Narration of Nonexistence suddenly darkened, then it dispersed into the air, choosing to go silent.

...

Bluffing! He must be bluffing!

Withdrawing his consciousness from the crow incarnation and returning to his own body, seated on the second-floor sofa, Narration of Nonexistence opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to comfort himself from overthinking.

Although the Food God seemed so self-assured as he spoke, as if he had already beaten him, in fact, he was the one with the real upper hand, no matter what he did, it was already futile.

Even if he forcibly established some Cat Worship and dragged the entire Witch Kingdom into his Bedtime Story, he could just as easily keep pushing the limit, using adjudication to command, pulling all idle True Gods down from the Slaughter King Association.

Though many ordinary people in the Witch Kingdom were mixed-blood descendants of Da Courtyard Decads and humans, carrying a bit of Leon Value, even if they all joined together, they couldn't possibly outweigh more than forty True Gods and three Pillar God-level beings!

That's right! The advantage is mine!

Although the strange attitude and words of Leon made him feel uneasy, Narration of Nonexistence couldn't figure out how he could lose, so he steadied his nerves and went down the old broom shop from the second floor.

"Sir!"

Seeing Narration of Nonexistence coming down from upstairs, the handsome young man waiting on the first floor of the old broom shop pulled over a white cat tied with a dog leash and quickly asked:

"Why did you suddenly leave? Did something happen at the Grand Witch Courtyard?"

"Yes, there was some trouble, but it's been handled."

Looking at the white snake-shaped pendant on the handsome young man's ear, the young witch with clear tanning marks and healthy wheat-colored skin nodded and briefly conveyed what she had seen through the crow incarnation earlier, frowning:

"I underestimated Bekinsel; I didn't expect her to dare bypass the Witch King's ritual and directly let her daughter inherit the Courtyard's 'Heart', and even though she was at the end of her life, she still left power to forcibly activate the Courtyard's 'Heart'."

"Meow?"

"Go away! Stay away from me... Sir, regarding the power she just erupted, I guess it might be due to the 'Time' authority."

Unhappily kicking the approaching white cat, the handsome young man with the white snake earrings frowned:

"I've seen some records in the Clearing Bureau in the past, it seems the Grand Witch King line can store some of their time when they are young, invoking it in old age when they are weak, so even when their body is dying, they can still explode with great power.

However, doing such a thing requires a deep understanding of the 'Time' authority and extensive research on the secret technique circulated in the Witch Kingdom, surprised that the current Grand Witch King can do it too."

"In that case, it's strange that Bekinsel couldn't do it."

Listening to the white snake young man's words, the young witch incarnation of Narration of Nonexistence shook her head, her expression slightly sighed:

"I saw Bekinsel when she was very young, in terms of talent, intelligence, and diligence, she was outstanding within the Grand Witch King line, deserved to possess such talents.

However, I didn't expect her to hold back so much, even when her daughter was in danger, possibly being killed by us, she managed not to act, instead pretending to be senile and dull, staying this way until today.

This is really... If it weren't for the Food God being restrained by human's false morality, unwilling to kill her, my plan might have already failed."

Food God?

Hearing the familiar title, the kicked cat couldn't help but shiver, instinctively clamping its two hind legs, then carefully meowing twice.

"You want to know why, right? I don't know much about it either, but the Food God has always been a rather soft person, so it's nothing more than moral restraints or reluctance, those boring reasons."

After responding to the question from the Cat Princess... or Prince, the Multi-level Marketing Witch incarnation of Narration of Nonexistence searched the messy broom shop, found and set up two chairs, then frowned deeply:

"But after rejecting the Grand Witch King's plan, he said some strange things, even told me what he was going to do, reminding me to also step up, as if he wishes more than I do for the Bedtime Story to be reinforced... Any ideas you have?"

Ideas... Does it still need ideas? That B person is obviously greedy as hell!

Mastering the truth of Disaster Avoidance as a strong Pillar God, as soon as he heard Narration of Nonexistence's description for less than a second, Steller bird guessed what disaster he was planning to find, immediately jumping in place anxiously, waving its cat paws up and down, starting to "greet the New Year" for Narration of Nonexistence.

"Meow meow meow meow! Meow meow meow meow meow meow!"

Run now! If you don't run, you'll be screwed!