The existence of the heroine makes no sense, something comes out of nothing, something within something. She originally wanted to be a little fairy in peace, enjoying the vanity of gods and being worshiped by humans. However, due to the extraordinary fate, she could only shoulder the sword and stalk forward, following His Majesty the Alliance Emperor down to earth to fool around. Along the way, she harvested countless beautiful men and beautiful women, and improved herself in the excessive admiration of everyone. Everything is involuntary, but it seems to have its own destiny. Sometimes I don't know whether to call her Flower Fairy or Flower Demon. It's both, but not both. A goblin is more suitable for her.