Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

"I believe you are all aware why I have called you here, at this very moment?" Cheryl began the conversation sternly, as she warmly held Michu and Michelle on her lap.

Her stern image was destroyed by the existence of the two extremely cute babies on her lap, but she did not seem to realize that herself. No, to be precise, she ignored it.

"Yes." Almeida responded with a null expression. She was an old woman, who was around her mid forties, with extreme mature charm and beauty that was made in heaven.

Her body was a bit chubby, but her figure was not one bit affected. She did not have a prosperous S-class figure or an hour glass figure like Cheryl.

But she still had her shapeful body, that had its own curves, abundant chest and unique charm. Her dressing style was also unique as well, as it fit a mature beauty such as herself.

"Then that's good. Do you girls know?" Cheryl turned to the six peak leaders and softly inquired. Her eyes gently falling upon them with love and care.

"Yes... I do." Tiara nodded and answered for herself. She still wore her usual maid outfit, that hid her curvaceous figure, and only exposed her delicate facial features.

"I, as well." A lady besides her nodded in agreement. She had long black hair that was let down to drape over her shoulders like a pristine waterfall, a gorgeous face, and a curvaceous figure.

Her body was perfect in all ways that, she was considered the most beautiful amongst them sisters. Her name was Hilda, Hilda Lockheart.

"Same, same." The third beauty also agreed enthusiastically. She was short, yet not petite. Her curves were too prominent and her chest was quite the heavy load.

She was also a bit chubby, as she was quite the eater. But that did not reduce her cuteness one bit. Especially with her two, short black twin tails on her head.

"...."

The fouth beauty nodded drowsily, seemingly lazy to open her mouth. She had a slender figure, thin arms, and small breasts. Only her curves and S-like figure were her top traits.

Her black short hair was currently messed up, as it resembled a bird nest. But that only added more to her unique charm. She kept quiet, and did not say anything.

"I... I don't." The fifth beauty was a bit shy as she avoided eye contact with Cheryl, having a similar personality to the latter, when she was before Louise.

She had a prominent figure as well, no less attractive than her fellow sisters. And her most striking point being her long legs, that could literally seduce any men out there.

"Me too." The last lady shrugged her shoulders in agreement. She was the only sister amongst everyone, who preferred to have her previous mortal charm, and seemed the youngest.

She was average in every aspect, be it curves, breasts or face, it was all pure averageness. And not that she was not beautiful, but she just liked this form more.

They were Rose Lockheart, Tiffany Lockheart, Stella Lockheart, and Beatrice Lockheart. People that she accepted into her bloodline years ago. Even Almeida was now a Lockheart.

Making a genuine family of Lockhearts.

"In that case, Stella, Beatrice, there is some trouble circulating outside, affecting the Empire greatly. Disorder and chaos have already spread throughout the corner of this Continent."

"And as the lead figures of this small realm of mine, I would like to ask what you think the best choice for us to make here, would be." Cheryl casually said, word for word, not rushing her sentences at all.

"What we think... huh?" Stella murmured out such words to herself, as even after years, it was still hard for her to believe that she grew up from nothing to an Immortal.

From selling round cakes at the many corners of the slump district, to stealing food and money from others for survival, to being caught and forced to work for others just to ammend for sins.

She them went on to work at the orphanage, for Almeida, where she met her other friends, whom are now sisters, who also went through similar hardships.

Then to meeting their mother-figure. A genuine Goddess they believed to originate from a distant land, above the mortal world itself. Someone they believe is beyond Deity-hood.

"Yes. Your opinions. I, for one, could say we stay and do nothing, afraid of losing you to unnecessary troubles. But on the other hand, people are dying. And we have the power to save them, so...." Cheryl spoke up to that point, not continuing any further.

She did not want to make it seem like she was leading them on. She wanted to hear their genuine thoughts on this matter. Their opinions mattered after all.

"I think we should do something. At the end of the day, we have the ability to do so, and even if we don't, what if the Rubrum Empire does, and questions us why we stayed our hand?" Rose was the first to set up her opinion.

Her words were directed to her other sisters, as she did not dare to directly say her opinion towards Cheryl. She would not dare argue with her own 'mother-figure'.

"No. Come on, think about it. The Rubrum Empire has Demigods protecting them, more than just two of them. A being attacking them is either really stupid, or they are just that confident."

"If it's the former, we would not be needed. That person would just be throwing their lives away. And even if it was the latter, we would not have to go, as it would be us throwing our lives away instead." Hilda shrugged her shoulders as she responded.

Her point also made sense, and the drowsy Tiffany agreed as well. As long as she did less work, she would support that person. Let alone when she had an option of not doing any work at all.

"That's just a hypothesis at most. We will never know until we act ourselves, isn't it? It's still better to do something, since we have the power to do so." Rose disagreed.

Beatrice also disagreed as well, putting them at a stalement. Stella and Tiara opting to keep quiet and just listen, while Almeida seemed out of it.

The argument went on for a few more minutes, as though they had opposing ideas, they still did not seem that much affected as sisters.

Everything was just mere ideals.

"The attack has begun." Suddenly, Cheryl cut them off as she said. Her expression stern and majestic, as her gaze was distant and lost. The two girls on her lap the same.

The six sisters kept quiet and looked at their mother-figure, who had a much more younger body figure that them, with boundless respect and affection.

Seconds later, Cheryl felt their gaze and also returned her own, along with a smile. "I see that you have not come to a conclusion yet. So, how about you all do as you please?"

"Those who go out, will go out. They can help people, but I forbid them to fight the terrorists. And those who want to stay, can stay and prepare a place to accept more people."

"What do you think?" Cheryl proposed a truce to the problem. Unfortunately, all sisters already had a strong bond between each other. The previous arguments were just mere difference in ideas.

"If these two idiots are going, I have no choice but to follow. A big sister like me has to make sure that they do as you say, my lady." Hilda said, as the two idiots were of course Rose and Beatrice.

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"...."

"I agree. I also have to clean up after them." Tiffany added with helplessness. She was not lazy, she just loved to sleep. But her love for her sisters, was more than that.

"Well thats that, my lady. Since the majority is going, I am forced to follow." Stella sighed as she also added. But everyone knew that was only an excuse to tag along.

"You guys enjoy yourselves." Only Tiara seemed not to care much about their so called sisterhood. Even under normal circumstances, she was always like this.

Unfortunately... today was not the day.

Tiffany and Hilda held her by her shoulders each, smiling beautifully at her. While Beatrice and Rose stood before and behind her. Only the free Stella speaking out happily.

"Not this time sister. Though we don't know what Mother Goddess has been feeding you, for you to betray us every time, you are not getting it this time around~ Come on, let's go."

"If you will excuse us, Mother." Stella, the youngest of them all, bowed towards Cheryl, as she led the way out, with the four sisters following after her, a devastated Tiara trapped in between them.

"...."

"...."

The remaining Cheryl and Almeida were speechless. Almeida helplessly shaking her head, as even after becoming Deities, these girls were still the same.

While Cheryl just enjoyed the peacefulness of such a warm family. Her smile only got brighter and brighter, the more she thought of the coming future.