Early the next morning, a series of chattering noises came from outside the door, waking Luo En from his dreams.
"Still haven’t untied it?"
"Oh, Little Red, don’t move, you’re making it impossible for us to find the knot."
"Ugh! No, no! This rope seems cursed, the more force you apply, the tighter it gets! At this rate, I’ll suffocate before you untie it."
"Just brute force it! I refuse to believe that the four of us together can’t break this thing!"
"But, if the teacher finds out..."
"Three months, no, three years! I’ll supply you all with snacks for three years!"
The sound of three gulps echoed outside the door, with divine light flowing turbulently.
However, the next moment, a scream came:
"Why is this thing getting longer?"
"Uh oh! It’s a trap, run!"
In the end, the screams turned into cries and whimpers.
Luo En opened the door, looked at the "door bell" turned into four swaying in the wind, and couldn’t help but sneer:
"To think you dare conspire with this wicked disciple just for some snacks, are your skins itching?"
Caught red-handed, the Three Sons of Destiny instantly had pitiful expressions, pleading repeatedly:
"Teacher, we won’t dare anymore."
"Hmph, dishonest words, tell it to my whip!"
With a cold snort, Luo En raised his hand and drew a thick and large whip from the Magic Circle Diagram.
This item was entirely red and black, crafted from Magic Beast Tendons, with special talismans fused in.
It hurt terribly to be hit by it, but it left no scars, known as the "Bane of Little Devils."
Back then, God of Stove Hestia used this thing to tame the sisters Stheno and Euryale.
Seeing the thick and large whip about to come down, the pale-faced Three Sons of Destiny hurriedly spoke:
"Wait a minute! We have important intelligence!"
"The Egyptian fleet has stopped its activities, the threat along the Celtic and Nordic lines has eased, and the Persian scouts roaming the Roman borders have decreased!"
The three little ones reported chirpingly, each taking turns to speak.
Luo En rolled his eyes at the three little ones, his expression softening slightly:
"Should have said you were here to deliver news."
Then, he slightly raised his hand, retracting the Magic Beast Tendons entangling the Three Sons of Destiny.
These three little girls were just a bit greedy for food and play, far from being real little devils.
From the start, he never intended to really discipline the three little girls harshly, just scaring them to teach them a lesson.
Having achieved his purpose, it was naturally time to let them off the hook.
The three little ones, thoroughly frightened, scampered towards the courtyard gate as soon as they landed, fearing they’d be left behind for punishment.
But before they could make a successful escape, a voice from behind called out:
"Hold on a moment..."
"W-what is it, teacher?"
"Help me send a letter too." Luo En paused, then added, "Each of you, go to Heather Island, War God Mountain, and Avalon. Summon the Norn Three Goddesses, The Three Graces, and the Three Lake Fairies to gather under the Kabbalah Tree of Life, saying I have important matters to discuss with them."
The Three Sons of Destiny at the door sighed in relief.
So it was just delivering letters, they thought the teacher had changed his mind.
However, why did the recipients all seem like Fate Goddesses from different Divine Eras?
The Three Sons of Destiny pondered, raised their little hands, and pointed at themselves:
"Do we need to go too?"
"Of course! You are the Three Fate Goddesses of Rome, you need to represent Rome in this meeting."
"Related to this intelligence?"
"Is it for a celebration? Because the enemies withdrew?" The Three Sons of Destiny couldn’t help but feel a bit excited and joyful.
Luo En looked at the three innocent faces in front of him and sighed:
"A question for you: on the arena, why would a boxer retract their punch?"
"I know this! To deliver a better strike next!" The lively Tining replied confidently with her hands on her hips.
"Correct answer, but incomplete. Has your lesson gone to waste? Go back and copy the Bible once!"
Luo En flicked her forehead, giving a punishment while maintaining a stern expression.
The little girl immediately clutched her head in anguish, her face filled with a look of sorrow.
The Bible, the recently compiled work by Cassandra and the Pantheon, had so many words.
With this prior example, the more composed Tining and Tibao pondered for a moment before seemingly realizing something, and a hint of seriousness appeared on their little faces:
"Teacher, are you using boxers to refer to those villains targeting us?"
"Will they be making a move soon?"
Luo En nodded, a trace of gravity in his deep eyes:
"That’s right, I need to use your powers to predict the course of this war before it officially begins, so we can make the most advantageous decisions."
The Three Sons of Destiny had a sudden realization, their faces becoming serious simultaneously.
Immediately, the three little ones bid farewell to Luo En decisively, activating the authority of [Doorway], and flew to different Divine Eras to deliver the letters.
After the Three Sons of Destiny left, Nero, who had been left hanging all night, rolled her eyes and boldly declared:
"Teacher, with the great war approaching, I request to prepare for battle!"
Though aware this girl was probably looking for an excuse to slip away, when it came to important matters, Luo En always knew how to prioritize.
He glanced at Nero suspended in the air, raised his hand, and retrieved the Beast Tendon, saying:
"Very well, with Caesar and Alexander recovering, you’ll temporarily take charge of the Imperial Guard and Companion Cavalry for now."
After successfully escaping, Nero first stretched her slightly stiff limbs, then asked with a cheerful smile: