Things have co to this, let’s sleep first.
But as he lay down, the back of his head didn’t hit the ground; it rested on a soft pillow instead.
Herbert raised his eyes slightly and saw the mountains pressing above his head, blocking most of his view.
"..."
He twitched the corner of his mouth, then indulgently enjoyed the softness behind his head and the towering peaks worth climbing in front of him.
This angle, really isn’t bad.
I’ve worked so hard, it’s okay to enjoy a little.
"...So, did I lose?"
["Lose? Why talk about winning or losing~"]
With a laugh, Nenasha teased: ["You wouldn’t really think that it’s so simple, that just a few feathers could give you the power to fight the gods, right?"]
["With borrowed power, you’ve at most gained the qualification to not be easily destroyed by Him~"]
Miss Harmonious God’s soft palm fell on Herbert’s head, gently stroking.
No more mockery, just stating a fact.
["If you want to defeat Him, you still need to beco stronger."]
"Mm."
Herbert felt the gentle touch and gradually closed his eyes.
["Herbert, after facing them directly, have you gained a deeper understanding of the gods?"]
Nenasha’s voice was gentle, like singing a lullaby to put soone to sleep.
Herbert’s eyelids felt heavy, and he squinted slightly, softly saying, "Yes, indeed very powerful; at monts, it seems unimaginable how to solve it."
That was a realm beyond mortals, truly higher-level power.
["Beyond that, you’ve also seen Stella’s fate and know their dangers."]
"Yes, indeed, it’s dangerous to easily believe the Evil God’s promises."
Herbert nodded slightly, unable to help but feel.
The greatest reason for the tragic fate of the twin sisters Svanni and Stella?
Was it that unjust destiny?
No, perhaps partly, but not entirely.
The real main cause has always been the Evil God!
The God of Sinful Desire!
Svanni and they originally had the chance to go further together, even one day truly letting go of their grudges and becoming genuinely intimate sisters.
But all of that future was destroyed by that greedy deity.
It’s not fate that’s toying with them.
It’s the Evil God who tornted them!
And not just them, others are the sa.
That mutant Giant Dragon Carlo, molded with a dog’s head and dragon’s body due to the Evil God’s twisted humor, is also the sa.
The deity didn’t keep its promise to it, letting it "willingly" beco a sacrificial offering for the arrival.
And all the people in this city, all the sacrificed victims who died miserably, all because He wanted to incarnate.
Nurous facts and countless histories prove one truth—anyone and anything related to the Evil God eventually ets a tragic end.
Don’t interact with the Evil God!
Don’t trust the Evil God!!
Don’t believe in the Evil God!!!
["Yes, the Evil God is indeed terrifying."]
Nenasha’s voice carried so lancholy: ["Everyone knows not to easily believe in the gods, much less the promises of the Evil God."]
"Indeed."
["Then, Herbert, have you forgotten sothing?"]
"Hm?"
Herbert looked up, gazing beyond the towering peaks at the indistinct face.
At this mont, he suddenly felt an unusual aura from Nenasha.
Then, he heard His whisper.
["I am a deity, and also an Evil God."]
God’s fingertips gently glided, lightly caressing the mortal’s cheek with a sorrowful tone.
["You wish to control your body, but do you know what that ans?"]
["It ans I can easily seize your body, utterly take over."]
["Now, knowing all this, are you still willing to trust ?"]
["Do you... really want to believe in ?"]
In the pure white space, all light vanished.
Herbert, with open eyes, could see nothing and feel nothing of his body.
["Maybe everything I did, all help provided, all abilities granted, was actually ant to deceive you."]
["Maybe, in the end, I will take everything from you."]
Listening to the low whisper beside him, Herbert only felt his body continuously sinking.
Falling into an endless deepness, then rging into this infinite darkness.
"..."
In freefall, Herbert frowned impatiently, "If you put it that way, then of course I don’t believe you."
As the words fell, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.
"...It’s best that you think that way."
Nenasha paused, then continued, "After all, even I can’t guarantee whether I would really..."
"Tsk."
Herbert clicked his tongue impatiently and interrupted, "You don’t even want to let see your face, how do you expect to trust you?"
Hmm?
"What do you an by that?"
A bewildered inquiry ca from the darkness, along with a mumbling of confusion,
"If I let you see, would you really believe ? Don’t joke around with ..."
"Of course." Herbert answered decisively.
If you let see, then I believe.
If you don’t let see, then I don’t believe!
Then, he snorted and retorted angrily, "Clearly it’s you who doesn’t trust , right?"
"Huh?"
"You’re really naturally suspicious, aren’t you? How many tis have I said it already? I trust you."
"How many more tis do you need to say it before you believe ?"
"Also, if you really want to ask, stop worrying yourself like this..."
Both brave and cowardly.
If you’re afraid of hearing a bad answer, just don’t ask!
The light returned, and the space was restored to pure white.
A complex-emotioned Nenasha looked down at Herbert, unable to resist asking,
"But what if, even this anxiety is all part of my act? Haven’t you thought about that possibility?"
"Nenasha, I trust you."
Herbert shook his head helplessly and said, "It’s never because of a word or two but from every interaction we’ve had since we t."
"I trust you, even if you have no confidence in yourself, I will still trust you."
I trust you more than you do yourself.
Listening to Herbert’s resolute words, Nenasha fell silent for a mont.
After a long while, she sighed and remarked, "I see, you trust ..."
Upon being drawn into this space of consciousness, Herbert’s first reaction was that it would unfold into a "king and steed" showdown, a battle of instincts.
But instead, it turned out surprisingly gentle.
This is it?
I thought it was going to be sothing like "having a factual dwelling, and later splitting the body in half with them" kind of scenario!
Acting so timidly, what kind of behavior is this?
Go ahead, use it freely!
Don’t let other Evil Gods think we can’t afford to use it.
"You can go ahead and use my body as you please!"
Use it boldly, I specifically permit you to even stand up and ride!
"Of course, I do suggest you be gentle with my body, since I’ll still need to use it afterward." Herbert said with a playful smile.
Who uses? Uses what?
Herbert did not elaborate, and Nenasha did not ask, both fell silent once more.
After a while, Herbert broke the silence, "So, my dear Evil God, how does it feel to be trusted unequivocally?"
"Not bad? Yes, quite nice."
With a light laugh, the divine being reverted to the usual relaxed tone, "As a reward, I specifically allow you to rest on my lap~"
"I’ve already done that, so give sothing real." Herbert also laughed joyfully.
Finally, this easily worried Goddess has put her mind at ease.
"Herbert, do you think that Sinful Desire is evil and blasphemous enough?"
Herbert raised an eyebrow, tasting sothing unusual, and asked, "More or less? Why, do you think it’s not?"
"Of course not~"
Nenasha snorted lightly, disdainfully, "Swaying mortals, what kind of blasphemy is that."
Miss Harmonious God shook off her earlier unease, confidently humd,
"Hehe, this ti, I’ll especially show you what true blasphemy is—"
...
...
While Nenasha was making this declaration, unusual changes were occurring outside.
Outside the earth’s surface, night had already fallen.
At the start of the month, the bright moon turned into a blood moon, with dark forces rising.
The forces of righteousness gradually cald, while the forces of evil bred and spread.
However, in such a deep night—a change unprecedented occurred in the world.
The sky, brightened.
The sun, rose up!!!
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