Chapter 1
Prologue: Even the Strongest Have Problems
There once were three exceptional women, said to be among the strongest people in all the world.
Their powers was truly beyond compare.
One could blast a mountain to pieces with her fist; another could annihilate tens of thousands of soldiers in a single burst of magic; and the third possessed healing and support abilities so potent that she could perplexingly kill with them.
When these three who could each devastate entire nations on their own came together, they were a walking natural disaster. In some regions, they were even regarded as gods of destruction. With their overwhelming strength, they could achieve nearly anything they desired.
Well, almost anything they desired.
Anything except a man.
Still, they were not only only powerful but also stunningly beautiful in their own way.
The three women belonged to races that had extraordinarily long lives. Their ages, translated into simple human years, came out to about twenty years old.
The three women oddly had next-to-no experience with men, despite having spent most of their lives training and fighting.
The problem was their overwhelming strength.
They wanted partners who were as strong as—if not stronger—than themselves, men who could protect them.
They could have compromised, but none of them were willing to tolerate the other being the first to win at love.
They each desired a man who matched their world-ranked strength and perfectly aligned with their personalities, even knowing that it would be almost impossible to find that kind of man. And so, their equally world-ranked dreams remained unfulfilled.
However, one day, they had an epiphany.
If they couldn't find the perfect man, they could train one themselves!
It seemed like a great idea.
They could instill their ideal combat styles and behaviors into a promising young man, and then "harvest" him once he matured. Training someone from scratch would prevent them from feeling any awkwardness due to their inexperience, and it was definitely more efficient than chasing their potentially nonexistent perfect man.
They wasted no time and began searching right away for potential future husbands—or rather, potential future apprentices.
But the search proved difficult.
Although they found many talented men, they were all too arrogant and overconfident. It made sense for someone unrivaled in their region to be conceited, but to the strongest fighters in the world, they were just small fry show-offs.
They could have reformed such individuals by force, but they had no interest in training brats who were too full of themselves.
Months passed since they started their search for future husbands-in-training.
They had failed to find even a single potential recruit, and their plan rapidly hit a dead end.
So, where should we try next? How about the Ulka Empire?
We're all still wanted there for that time we destroyed their second largest city, remember? We can't just casually look for apprentices there.
Exactly! There'll be plenty of people trying to arrest us, right? Maybe we can beat them up and steal the most promising ones as our apprentices.
One problem, anyone who comes after us would probably be a veteran old man with no room for growth, right?
Ugh, you may have a point.
They struggled not only to find apprentices but even to decide which town or even country to head to next.