148. The Roaring Fire p4
“The Goddess of Light is my private property.”
She was different from humans, knowing that the dragon race had a “concept of love.” Although the Dragon King might be an overly indulgent one, there seemed to be a more reasonable explanation.
Yes…
Although these two seemed to have appeared together on purpose, the Goddess had a [clone]!
The elves would study how to deal with the Goddess of Light, and Mura knew this like the back of her hand.
The Goddess of Light was very likely just Reina in disguise!
No, it should be said that the Dragon Queen, the President of the God Slaying Society, was the Goddess of Light.
So, the Dragon King actually held a wedding with the Goddess of Light, and she even fell into the dragon race and laid a dragon egg?!
Although she was still suspicious, hearing the next words made her even more certain that her guess was completely correct.
“A few days ago, I received a message from [Feather Statue].”
“After the establishment of the God Slaying Society, the Beast King seemed to have been behaving himself. Originally, I thought so too.”
“Recently, he finally showed his true colors.”
“In fact, he pushed everything onto Kribi and retreated behind the scenes.”
“He plans to seize the goddess’s treasures.”
“Ever since the battle of Eisentapha, she has taken the surrendered Feather Statue as a subordinate, using her as a spy… to give them a taste of their own medicine.”
“For the survival of the Feather Race, she was even willing to provide intelligence about the Beast King.”
“Therefore, Reina has been secretly monitoring the Beast King.”
“And the Pope’s actions, from his own perspective, are also just a choice.”
Yes.
The Pope was not the one who got there first.
The Beast King, who had tasted the sweetness of the goddess’s treasures first, would absolutely not let go of this opportunity for the sake of his desire for conquest.
Hearing this, Pesa was a little confused.
“The Pope, wasn’t he possessed by a necromancer?”
Her face was pale, her hands covering her head, unable to accept reality.
Although Paris had always said she was naive.
She could still understand what the Goddess was saying.
“All of this, was it decided by the Pope himself, based on his own consciousness?”
“Yes, did you think everyone was possessed?”
Mura said helplessly.
She didn’t know what she was thinking, but she also reached out and patted Pesa’s head, intending to comfort this foolish child.
Reina was also a little helpless.
Although Pesa and Agnes were somewhat similar, they were fundamentally different.
Agnes was just obsessed with the Goddess of Light.
Miss Hero was just a little too naive.
“That traitor, nine times out of ten, is a high-ranking member of the God Slaying Society,” Reina said, not showing any pity for Pesa.
“The Shadow of God has a space magic user. She will find ways to be one step ahead of us.”
“But it’s absolutely impossible for her to be so much faster.”
“Goddess, although I… am disloyal to the God Slaying Society.”
Mura’s voice was like she was reflecting.
“But the one who colluded with the Shadow of God is not me.”
“I never suspected you.”
Reina couldn’t help but laugh: “Because your emotions are too obvious.”
Mura was convinced. Recalling her reckless behavior, her head drooped even lower.
“You really… know so much…”
She originally wanted to ask directly if the Goddess of Light was Reina herself, but for the sake of this pitiful human girl beside her, she just sighed.
Pesa’s face was pale.
She remembered the Pope’s appearance.
The one who, when she returned from school, would cook with his not-so-good skills while reminiscing about his wife, the drunkard slumped in his chair.
The Pope who muttered about using magic to solve problems, but for the sake of the village’s survival, would wake up early and go out to work, cursing.
The lazy Pope who would play jokes and even play cards with her while drinking.
The Pope who was always sleepy in the morning.
The Pope who admitted that his shoulder-shrugging skills were not bad and reluctantly made her a “hero.”
The Pope who, out of kindness, adopted her.
And then, in her mind, appeared the Pope who killed the dark elf in front of her, the Pope who casually killed his companions, and the Pope who said those words… the terrifying Pope.
—They were the same person!
She couldn’t accept it at all.
But the Pope’s words were like questioning herself:
“So what? What do you want to do? What can you do?”
She was just an ordinary human who had been casually made a hero by the Pope.
Aunt Paris had also said that she wasn’t suited for combat, but her cooking skills were amazing.
She couldn’t do anything, that pitiful cry, she could only sit and wait for death.
She had originally wanted to come to the ruins to help, but so far, she hadn’t been able to help at all.
Just a burden.
“I… what else can I do?”
Seeing Pesa like this, Mura helplessly continued to “soothe” Pesa.
She seemed to despair more easily than an elf.
To comfort Pesa, she said, “I understand you, Miss Pesa. Actually, you’re already very talented. You’ll be able to surpass me in the future.”
“Really?” A glimmer of hope ignited in Pesa’s voice.
“According to our demonic standards, you’re about to break through [high-rank three]. Although not as good as the Saintess, it’s not bad.”
“Agnes…” Although Pesa was still very desperate, unable to recover from the other side of the Pope, she still felt jealous when she mentioned Agnes.
“And without you, I might not have been saved.”
Mura said gently, suddenly feeling that this little girl was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.
Reina wanted to protest.
However, if it weren’t for the existence of the hero Pesa, the Pope would indeed not have left, but would have stayed here and cut off all possibilities of Mura’s resurrection.
From a certain perspective, she had indeed saved Mura’s life.
“Mura.”
“Tell me the truth, does Tris intend to make a move on the goddess’s ruins?”
“I… I don’t know,” Mura’s head drooped even lower.
“Lady Tris has never told me her true purpose, but I believe she wouldn’t betray the God Slaying Society just like that.”
Reina took a deep breath.
“I know the traitor isn’t you. Of course, according to intelligence, it’s not the Beast King Kritz either.”
“Then, among Liya, Calysia, Agnes, Kribi, Holsey… Mura and Peter…”
“Who do you think is the traitor?”
“It couldn’t be the Saintess, could it…” Pesa muttered.
Just as Mura was about to blurt it out, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Reina with a look of admiration, respect, and even fear.
“Whoever it is, it’s meaningless.”
“…”
“You understand very quickly, not bad~”
Reina chuckled.
Of course, there were still many things she hadn’t told the two of them.
For example, her next plan and decision.
The real reason she had the necromancers retreat.
Deliberately letting Mura know that she was the “Dragon Queen,” because this way, the dark elf miss would completely lose her reason to betray her.
She wouldn’t tell the two of them the true purpose of this [ruins] exploration mission.
Her stance had always been with Calysia from the very beginning.
The gods were dead. What was left was only the Dragon Queen named “Reina.”
“Goddess.”
“You’re a terrifying person.”
