Nikke, something’s seriously wrong with this evacuation point! Chapter 115 115: The Chosen One... is You

Facing Dorothy's words, Charon rely smiled faintly.

Whether it was the lee squad or everyone in the Goddess Squad, almost all of them believed that Charon would strike while the iron was hot–using the agreent of "unconditional obedience" from their wager to pressure Dorothy into accepting his proposal.

Yet completely contrary to expectations, he took a step back instead.

"So you an this will only be a proposal, and not the result of our bet?" Charon's smile remained unchanged.

Dorothy instinctively sensed there was sothing behind his words.

'He's… backing down?'

Dorothy narrowed her eyes.

'This is completely unlike the way he acted before. A man who dared bare his fangs at the Goddess of Victory is unexpectedly retreating when it cos to Liliweiss.'

A wager was absolute. Since Dorothy had accepted it, then regardless of whether it was in front of others or not, she would absolutely honor the agreent. That was her pride.

So for this man to retreat truly caught her off guard.

But imdiately afterward, Dorothy realized the deeper aning behind it.

'This man doesn't want this matter to alarm Liliweiss imdiately. In other words… he's deliberately avoiding Liliweiss 's attention. Interesting. From his standpoint, that really is the correct choice.'

After all, in the eyes of the public, Liliweiss was the embodint of the Goddess of Victory. She certainly would not accept such a "dirty transaction." That was why he wanted Dorothy to submit the matter as a proposal to Liliweiss, changing the nature of it from "his command" into "Dorothy's rcy."

As for whether the Goddess would agree, that would depend on fate afterward. And Dorothy's earlier response also proved that she herself approved of this arrangent.

'Heh… this man is placing his bet on ? Trusting my kindness that much?'

Dorothy looked at Charon with great interest, wondering whether she should remind him that although she said she needed to consult Liliweiss, that was rely to inform her. In terms of authority, Dorothy could decide this matter on her own.

After all, behind closed doors, Liliweiss had privately expressed dissatisfaction with the human governnt more than once. In those monts, she was not "goddess-like" at all.

That was another side of the Goddess Squad–one seen only by themselves.

Just thinking that only they could witness that side of Liliweiss made Dorothy tremble with excitent, though she had to restrain herself for now.

"Of course. Our wager still stands. So, when do you intend to use it? Surely you understand that once we leave this ti, we may never et again."

Dorothy stared intently at Charon's face, as if trying to read sothing from it.

"No, let's leave it for now, Lady Dorothy. An opportunity to command you shouldn't be wasted casually. Mm… though to reassure you, I can promise this 'reward' will never be used against humanity, never used to harm the Goddess Squad, nor will it make you do anything that betrays humanity's greater cause. And besides, if I die, then this wager will be voided entirely. What do you think?"

Compared to Dorothy's complicated thoughts, Charon's reasoning was much simpler.

'If it's the Liliweiss I know… she'll definitely agree.'

This was the empathy of soone who had once been betrayed toward another group that had also been betrayed.

Besides, there was no need to use a generally accepted arrangent to pressure a woman with extrely strong pride. Better to give this proud second-in-command so face–it would make future etings easier too.

As for this incredibly valuable opportunity, he could save it for later. Perhaps one day it would play a critical role.

Dorothy's eyes turned teasing, as though she had caught hold of Charon's weakness.

"Hehe, Lieutenant, that is a wise choice. Even if it were , I couldn't think of a better outco."

Though Charon's self-imposed restrictions naturally sounded suspicious, in Dorothy's current view, whether those restrictions were valid or not depended entirely on how she herself interpreted them in the future. Her moral bottom line was flexible–as long as things could be justified, everything was negotiable.

"Then shall we consider this an agreent?"

Charon extended his hand toward Dorothy.

"Certainly."

Dorothy casually shook his hand lightly before letting go.

"I will report to headquarters that the entire lee squad has been annihilated, with only one survivor discovered. This is my personal judgnt as field commander and has nothing to do with anyone else."

"My deepest thanks."

Charon bowed slightly before standing again.

"Next, we need to decide who you'll be taking with you."

At that mont, nearly every Nikke in the lee squad turned their eyes toward Rose and Scarlet.

Other than those two, there could be no other candidates.

Whether considering strength or degree of bodily modification, only the two of them–whose bodies had not undergone Rapture-type alterations–could join the Goddess Squad unconditionally. Any other Nikke likely wouldn't survive long enough to obtain the body of Fairy Tale Model No. 6.

Scarlet's gaze rested on her sister, and she curved her lips into a smile.

Wasn't this obvious? Of course it would be her sister.

Whether in terms of strength or ntality, Rose was clearly more suited to joining the Goddess Squad. Scarlet, anwhile, was better at surviving in the wilderness. And not long ago, the lieutenant had also taught her how to use that freely transforming tool.

"Rose."

Just as Scarlet expected, Charon's gaze settled on her sister.

Scarlet could not help revealing a trace of envy, but if this opportunity belonged to her sister, she would not feel even the slightest jealousy. Deep in her heart, she would only offer her blessing.

After all, everyone was still alive. There would surely be chances to et again soday, wouldn't there?

At that mont, Rose also stood up.

First, she nodded toward Charon. There was a silent understanding in their eyes.

Then her gaze settled on Scarlet.

"Scar… no, Scarlet."

It was an unusually formal way of addressing her.

Scarlet instinctively straightened her posture. Was her sister about to entrust future matters to her? She would listen seriously. She would seriously lead everyone onward.

"The chosen one… is you."

Scarlet's pupils shrank instantly.

What… was her sister saying?

Rose's gaze was gentle like water. She softly caressed her younger sister's cheek and spoke with a sigh-like tenderness:

"Before I realized it, you had already beco soone everyone can rely on. Perhaps even you yourself haven't noticed it yet, but during this period, you stopped rely following in my footsteps. Instead, you found a path of your own–a path you walk with unwavering conviction."

"My sword has long since ceased to be pure. But you are different. You are still yourself–a swordswoman I can truly be proud of, Scarlet."