Facing her friend's words, Agatha shook her head and refused.
If possible, she still didn't want to destroy the Incarnation's original normal interpersonal relationships, and having been an only child in the past, now having an older sister felt quite novel to her.
The main reason was...
Well, her sister really was beautiful.
"Alright, work, work, we can chat later, today I'm going to improve the taste of the Liquid Nutrient Meal, try to come up with a few different flavors to switch things up, otherwise, I'm really going to get tired of it," she said.
With that, Agatha was ready to get to work.
But Daphne stopped her.
"Wait, come to the palace with me first, today's the regular meeting, didn't you submit a brand new breeding plan to me a few days ago? I'm not as proficient in the field of agriculture as you are, you should go and explain it to Prime Minister yourself."
"What? To the palace? That means..."
The thought of possibly facing her idol soon gave Agatha a surge of excitement, followed by a kind of ecstatic joy.
As a Mechanical Monk, she worshipped the Grand Archbishop, as the Agriculture Minister, she worshipped Prime Minister, and as a Witch Student, she worshipped the young lady.
But because the Grand Archbishop was also the Prime Minister and the young lady, the admiration for three was combined into one. Thus, Agatha's current mood was a combination of all three.
Yay... today is truly a beautiful day.
"Phew, having a little sister actually doesn't feel too bad, at least after getting out of the lab there's no need to worry about life anymore," Haila thought.
Seeing her sister had already left, Haila heaved a sigh of relief and then waited a few minutes before she too opened her door.
However, what lay beyond her door was not a normal corridor, but a gloomy and deadly silent underground space.
Even if you listened carefully, you could hear the clear wails of various souls.
For a normal person, such a supernatural event might be startling, but Haila was used to it. She stepped out of her room with confidence, and thus, a Judge wearing a skull mask and dressed in black uniform entered that nether space.
Star Burial looked up and glanced back, but she didn't see the door from which she had come; behind her was only an ancient and majestic giant gate, and on that gate were three big characters.
"Tsk, Lord Clown's bad taste," she muttered.
Shaking her head, Star Burial moved forward with big strides. As one of the main builders of the New Netherworld project, her work kept her busy. If she didn't hurry, she would have to work overtime tonight, and if she returned home too late, her little sister would scold her.
Having taken over someone else's body, she owed it to be a Good Sister.
Yeah, she hadn't lied to her sister; she indeed was a bricklayer on a construction site, only she was moving soul bricks, and the building she was constructing was called the Underworld.
But, just as she hadn't walked far, a Magic Armored Knight also dressed in a black robe approached her.
"Emergency notice, Star Burial, you come with me to the palace for a meeting first."
"Alright, Manager Joan," Star Burial replied resignedly.
She halted and spoke respectfully to the regal and mature beauty who appeared to be around 30 years old.
Yes, though she was a witch, and the mature lady in front of her was just an NPC from Witch's Night, this did not prevent Star Burial from showing her respect. After all...
Tsk, this was the ancestor.
...The Judge was feeling conflicted...