Chapter 3: More to Explain.

(Celia’s POV)

Celia: “What else?” I ask with my arms crossed.

Midas: “A… different guild method must be done by you.” She answered with a reluctant tone.

Celia: “What do you mean?” I reply with a raised eyebrow.

Midas: “With so many years have passed, the first section of the game has almost completed. For those that won in their dimensions, they’re resting in this temporary dimension right now, waiting for the next part to start.” She explained in reply.

Celia: “And?” I say, urging her to continue.

Midas: “During this break, many guilds were formed up. The guild rules were shifted, to where anyone can now leave and join a different guild. If we let you loose here, then you would have easily recruited each and every female player of the game. That is, those that were currently here in this rest dimension.” She continued.

I understand their concern, but it does still piss me off. Yes, I am a petty, petty girl. I know this. I cheated to get so powerful, even though it was just the first stage of this silly game. But I dislike being screwed over like this…

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Celia: “Are you saying that I can’t bribe them all anymore?” I ask with a slightly upset tone.

Midas: “You can, you can!” She replied with a hurried tone, probably worried about my anger.

Celia: “Then what was this even about? Besides wasting my time, I see no real benefit being given to me.” I reply with an annoyed tone.

Midas: “You can recruit as many women as you want, but there was another major change to how guilds work. Now, a guild is only ranked by its five strongest members. Your guild… The United Lesbians Under Celia, is still ranked one, but the guild behind you is only 100 places away.” She clarified.

Celia: “If so, I still see no reason why my army had to be forcefully disbanded.” I reply with a scoff.

Midas: “I can tell that…” I cut her words off.

Celia: “Why talk to me through a pretty doll? This woman is beautiful, yes. But I would prefer to not be tricked like this.” I say after slamming the table.

Her facial expressions were unnatural, with her clearly not understand this body fully. As such, I knew that the woman before me… was just being used as a speaker with many extra steps.

Midas: “Will you turn to anger if I use my real appearance and body?” She asked, no longer pretending to be weak and scared.

Celia: “If you are a man, then I will kill you. If you’re a woman… then I won’t do anything other than be a little pissed off at you.” I answer honestly.

Midas: “Very well… I will be with you in a moment.” She replied, soon lowering her head and going quiet.

A second later, the real owner of that beautiful body had woken up, and then quickly bowed and ran away as fast as she could. Cute girls are cute, even when they’re running away. Now then… I shall finally good some good answers!