Chapter 34: Reincarnated Daughter

“Eh, Ling’er, what is this thing on your body?” 

The blindfolding magic set by that perverted sword immortal was completely ineffective against the evil god Nyara. She reached out and tugged lightly at the collar. As if noticing that the collar was tightly fastened around Lingling Lan’s neck, she stopped pulling further, afraid it might cause pain. 

Lingling Lan only felt a headache.
And…
an overwhelming sense of shame. 

Even though it was Mama who discovered it, it somehow made her feel weak and useless. Even a fake human sword immortal managed to… grab us, put a collar on us, and do shameful things… 

Ahhhhhhh!
That damn Xinghui, next time I see you, I’ll whip your butt until it’s red and swollen!

“Uwu… Mama, this collar… it’s all that perverted sword immortal’s doing. She sneaked it onto me while I was sleeping! Mama, could you please… ugh, hey, wait!”

“What a cute collar! Though it feels like it’s missing something… There, all fixed!”

Nyara somehow produced a golden bell from nowhere, and without another word, she fastened it onto the collar.

“Mama, this collar is ugly… Can you take it off for me?”

“No.” 

Nyara rejected the request almost instantly. She busied herself teasing the small bell on the collar, like toying with a kitten, listening to the crisp “ding ding ding” sounds and her daughter’s whimpering breaths. Her heart nearly melted.

“But Mama, it’s so uncomfortable…”

“But it’s so cute! If Ling’er feels uncomfortable, then Mama will modify it for you!”

Lingling Lan knew very well that any matter Nyara instinctively refused would never change no matter how much she begged later. That was just how the headstrong, independent evil god was. Even if Lingling Lan acted pitiful, it would have no effect on her decision.

“Wuwu…”

“Hehe, Mama thinks this collar suits Ling’er perfectly! Let’s see… An epic-class artifact, indeed…”

An artifact?
Where the hell did that sword immortal get such a thing to fasten onto me?! The more I think about it, the more suspicious her hidden story seems. 

Hmph, perverted sword immortal, I’ll investigate every detail about your underwear color one day!

Next, Nyara took less than a minute to complete the modification of the artifact. Of course, considering her strength, unlocking the collar would’ve been as easy as plucking a hair. The modification was the more time-consuming task.

“Done!
Trying to restrain my Ling’er with a magical control device?
Mama has freed you from that magic control.
As Nyara’s chaotic messenger’s daughter, how could you not use your witch form?”

The witch form was the fully unleashed battle form that Lingling Lan and her sisters adopted during combat. 

The eldest sister, the complete Crimson Witch, once brought a crimson blood plague to the universe, causing a third of the stars to lose their light.

The second sister, the complete Azure Witch, once dragged the universe into the dark abyss of spirits, making the Milky Way fall into a realm of demons and fiends.

The third sister, the complete Pink Witch, a solitary figure forever accompanied by desolation and death, once ruthlessly severed all flourishing civilizations.

The fourth sister, the complete Star-Annihilation Witch, bearing dual origins and curses, once pierced the heavens with the power to destroy entire star systems.

And finally, Lingling Lan herself, the Jade-Green Witch. 

Currently just a little weakling, far from as powerful as her sisters, even forcibly overpowered by the fake sword immortal…
Forgive me, Mama. Ling’er has brought shame to you…

“Mama…”

“Oh right! That collar doesn’t stop there!
Ling’er’s bell has a hypnotic function, you know!”
Nyara mischievously winked.

“Just shake the bell towards the target, whether it’s a monster or a human, they’ll fall under Ling’er’s control!”

Finally, some positive effect!

Although the activation method… shaking your own bell in front of others really doesn’t sound like a smart move… Lingling Lan was already planning to wear high-neck clothes until the collar was finally removed. 

In a way, Mama did still love me…
As for the collar not being removed…

I’ll ask Sister Namira to find a way!

Sister Namira always answered my every request, she’ll definitely figure out a way to undo this annoying collar!
At least… make the time the collar stays on controllable by me.

“All done! Your clothes are ready!”

Lost in her chaotic thoughts, Lingling Lan suddenly found herself dressed in an adorable set of family leisure clothes. Her hair tied into two cute braids. A small sun hat with a white bow atop her head. One black boot and one white boot on her feet, swaying cutely as she walked.

“Mama’s off to cook now! Preparing a delicious feast for my daughters~ My Ling’er, go play in your room for a bit~”

With a crisp whistle, Nyara’s light steps disappeared down the corridor.

Mama… what exactly is her attitude towards me…?

In my past life, I was just an unnoticed apprentice ranger, struggling to rise as a minor hero, hoping to prove my worth… until I triggered the defeated CG of challenging an evil god, and was swallowed whole by Mama’s tentacles…

My old body dissolved in thick black liquid, a new life was reborn inside Mama… I truly… did die last life. Though my memories of that time remained, faint and unclear… How did I inexplicably reincarnate as the evil god’s youngest daughter? And now receive so much affection? This beats any BoboBao novel I’ve ever read…

(Though there are crazier ones… A certain author surnamed Shovel comes to mind. When I was still human, curiosity got the better of me, and I skimmed through his book… It scared me more than I can say.)

From being utterly alone, suddenly having four elder sisters and a mama, my nearly forgotten sense of family instantly towered like a skyscraper. I almost suspected I had transmigrated into another world.

Though in reality, it was only one day later in the real world… 

Sometimes, I can’t let go of the lingering attachment from my past life as a ranger…
The person I trusted most in that life was the Captain, so telling her this nearly fantastical story gave me some peace of mind.

Almost shattered the Captain’s worldview. She asked if I could return to the guild. Obviously, that wasn’t possible.

In short, I’m now the Jade-Green Witch who might destroy the world, not some healer hero. Since this life is Mama’s daughter, I must behave well, make Mama happy, and be her pride. But I can’t be like my eldest sister and treat lives like trash…

Sigh, better to slack off at home. I don’t want to lose control one day and harm innocents, nor do I want to disappoint Mama. Slacking off was the most balanced solution.

Lost in these troubling thoughts, I pushed open the door to my childhood bedroom. It hadn’t changed at all. The familiar velvet bed, cloth doll toys covered in crayon scribbles, emerald green grassy wallpaper, even the building blocks remained exactly where I left them. But not a speck of dust in sight. The broom in my hand seemed pointless.

“I did the cleaning, Ling’er.”

Suddenly, Sister Namira appeared beside me, smiling tiredly at me.