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What did you do behind my back?
Beshaba’s worldview was a little shaken. It wasn’t that she didn’t know about her sister’s amorous nature… nor was she unaware of the various dirty dealings between the gods… but… it wasn’t that fast, was it?
How long had it been? What had they done?
Shelley noticed her shocked expression, but he had no intention of explaining. Or rather, this was the effect he had wanted.
Shelley smiled at the Goddess of Misfortune, then extended his hand to her and said respectfully, “My lady, may I have a word with you alone?”
No. I don’t want to.
Although Beshaba’s heart was filled with resistance, her expression was still cold and aloof. After a second of silence, Beshaba nodded and gently placed the tips of her fingers on Shelley’s outstretched right hand.
“Her whole body is screaming resistance.”
Shelley smiled at this Goddess of Misfortune, whose surface and heart were so different, and they teleported to a new space together.
And Tymora, who was left behind, the blush on her face quickly disappeared. She snorted at the spot where Shelley had been standing.
“Hmph.”
“This audacious man, how dare he…”
“…But!”
Suddenly, a brilliant smile appeared on Tymora’s face. She looked at the spot where her sister had been standing.
“Are you scared to death?”
“Heeheehee.”
…
Just as Tymora had thought, the Goddess of Misfortune was indeed very panicked right now. The moment she entered the new space, she let go of her fingertips on Shelley’s hand and discreetly shook her hand. Then she quickly walked to the opposite side of Shelley and said, feigning ease, “Well, what do you want to say to me?”
“Hurry up. I don’t have that much time to listen to you complain.”
“Don’t think that just because you have the right to talk to me, you can push your luck.”
“I have no interest in a mortal like you.”
Shelley thought to himself, Just one more sentence…
“Hmph.”
Standard. Absolutely standard. Just like a blonde, twin-tailed girl who has studied in Japan. So tsundere and cute.
Such a cute goddess… how can I not tease her a little?
Shelley pretended not to understand and silently took a step forward, so Beshaba also quietly took a step back. The two of them, one step at a time, walked for thirty seconds…
“Pfft, cough! Cough, cough.”
I, Shelley Aotian, have been professionally trained. I will not laugh under any circumstances. Unless… unless I can’t help it.
Clearing his throat, Shelley decided not to tease Beshaba anymore. Although it was very interesting, flirting with a goddess was not something that could be explained by an adventure. That was treading on the edge of death, stirring up trouble on the bottom line of morality.
“My lady, it’s like this.”
His expression turning serious, Shelley said to the somewhat flustered Beshaba, “Thank you for letting me understand Morgan’s past.”
Hearing the name of her God’s Chosen, Beshaba’s emotions calmed down.
“Why do you say that?”
This time, Shelley did not pour tea, but handed Beshaba a glass of red wine.
“My lady, red wine suits your temperament better.”
Lightly clinking the wine glass, Shelley did not push his luck and move closer.
“As a follower of the Goddess of Misfortune, she is always misunderstood by others.”
As if recalling the details of his time with Morgan, a gentle smile appeared on Shelley’s face.
“A priest of misfortune does not bring misfortune to others. On the contrary, they can protect the followers of the goddess from misfortune.”
“I originally thought that after experiencing such unfair treatment, Morgan would be like others, a person with a dark heart…”
“But I was wrong. Completely wrong.”
Shelley’s voice became gentle. He said slowly, as if reminiscing, “I saw in her frankness, gentleness, and a little bit of stubbornness.”
“Although she was treated with malice by others, she maintained a pure heart.”
“Her soul fascinates me.”
Shelley looked up, bowed slightly to the confused Beshaba, and said, “But because we have not been together for long, I have no way of understanding her past, no way of sharing her pain.”
“And this adventure is extremely precious to me.”
“Thank you again for giving me this opportunity to understand Morgan’s past.”
“Thank you for your arrangement. Thank you very much.”
Huh? I’m not. I didn’t. What are you talking about?
Beshaba was lost in confusion.
“I… did I?”
“Did I really arrange it like that?”
“And is he saying…”
Beshaba, who had always been feared by mortals and loathed by the gods, heard every word Shelley said as if it were about herself.
Shelley said, Wait for it. I’m about to start my performance.
Looking at Beshaba with sincerity, Shelley took advantage of her daze to quickly step forward and hold her hand tightly. Just as Beshaba was about to subconsciously push him away, Shelley spoke.
“Similarly, as the Goddess of Misfortune, you are also misunderstood by others.”
“I know you’ve always been annoyed, why don’t mortals have the same respect for you as they do for your sister?”
Shelley looked at Beshaba with a pained expression, as if he were indignant that she had received such treatment, “Do you know why?”
Shelley’s words paused. He looked at her confused eyes and said nothing, giving her some time to digest this information.
“Because… what?”
His expression serious, Shelley said, enunciating each word, “Alignment.”
“Because you, my lady goddess, are an evil god of the evil alignment. The way you preach is by making them fear misfortune.”
“So I think you can change your thinking a little.”
“Misfortune is not necessarily something to be feared.”
“A sword that has not been tempered is very easy to break.”
“Without experiencing wind and rain, there will be no rainbow.”
Not daring to take the opportunity to touch her hand or anything, Shelley maintained a sincere expression and looked at the brain-dead Beshaba, saying silently in his heart, “I, Shelley, the King of Bluffs, am best at persuading people with reason.”
“If it weren’t for the fact that I can’t beat you, I could show you my second-best skill… persuading people with reason (physical).”
Shelley’s thoughts were flying, and Beshaba’s heart was also churning.
“What he said seems to make some sense…”
“But why do I feel that something is not right?”
“…What is this strange feeling?”
Just then, the long-silent Beshaba suddenly spoke. She said in a low voice, “You…”
“This matter… why did you tell me in private?”
Shelley turned his head, was silent for a moment, and then said with a smile, “Of course… because I want to spend more time alone with you.”
What? You dare to flirt with me?
Just as Beshaba was about to speak, they returned to the pure white space. Seeing her sister looking at her, Beshaba could only swallow her words and glare at Shelley resentfully.
Casually letting go of the small hand he was holding, Shelley smiled, “Alright, you two beautiful ladies.”
“Let’s talk about my reward.”
