The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me [Complete]

Chapter 91

"Goddess, I've just returned." As I enter the small, hastily-prepared temple, my goddess, whom I serve, greets me warmly. "Harold! I've heard about your ordeal already. You've done really well!" She welcomes me with a bright smile, her demeanor more radiant than ever. It seemed the word of my recent endeavors had already spread, perhaps due to the rapid information network among the gods.

"Move quickly, the next secret facility is here." "Hurry up, heretics, your end is near." Outside, amidst the bustling chaos, the guards were swiftly carrying out their duties in the aftermath of the incident involving the ancient god Luceria.

We had made a crucial agreement following the resolution of Luceria's case. "Finally, with the ancient god put back into eternal slumber and a large number of cult members apprehended, it feels like the greatest sun is shining under the heavens where gods reside!" We fabricated a lie that Luceria met her death or a similar fate, a secret that we agreed not to disclose to anyone else. To the guards, we reported that the ancient god was resealed. Based on information from Arisia, who had operated internally, we identified and arrested cult members hiding in the academy, swiftly dismantling their secret facilities that dreamed of reviving the ancient god.

"Yes, it was incredibly challenging, but since she had just been resurrected and wasn't in her actual flesh, we managed to resolve it somehow." Of course, revealing the secret we hid would mean that she was still very much alive.

And not just alive, but right within my embrace...

'Quite the talkative goddess...' The tedious voice echoes in my mind. 'The goddess of fate, the goddess my husband serves...' Hidden beneath my clothing but still present on the pendant I wear, the ancient god Luceria exists, transmitting her thoughts not as whispers in my ear, but directly resonating in my mind. In reality, her true form was the pendant, making her an unsurpassed master of disguise and deception. She could also manifest a form using a small part of my magical energy, and even utilize a fraction of her power.

"I'm relieved to hear that. The fact that Marika became a sacrifice and still managed to survive is fortunate, but I heard she needs to rest for a while." It seemed she was already aware of the whole incident, including the close call Marika had with the possible obliteration of her soul.

"And to think the mastermind behind this was a candidate to rule the nation, a cult member's pawn... Even the other gods did not see that coming." The revelation that Prince Abram, her own brother, was a heretic was shocking enough to make the entire populace's eyes widen. The charismatic prince, trusted by the people for his abilities and public sentiment, was actually a cult member, leading the organization and even plotting to sacrifice his own sister. Such an act was unfathomable in terms of human morality. Although he met a terrible end and received his judgment, it was hard to say it was deserved.

This incident would surely stir public opinion, creating unrest in the streets and confusion in the royal court, especially since the royal family lost their most promising heir.

"It seems all gods will now have to manage their followers more diligently for a while. Things are going to be busy." However, the elimination of a source of great evil was also a positive outcome, and the goddess didn't seem too disheartened.

"You did exceptionally well, Harold. Taking you in was the luckiest moment of my life." The goddess was clearly happy with our connection, smiling happily.

"Just a moment... Could you come over here?" She beckoned me with a gentle smile. Seeing no reason to refuse, I approached Goddess Morione slowly. "Goddess?" I approached her, and she suddenly pulled me into a deep embrace, savoring the moment.

"Just stay like this, as my Harold..." Her tone was filled with longing and a hint of sadness.

"Wait a moment, Goddess..." Normally, I would have accepted this personal moment, but this time was different.