Chapter 96

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"Given the current situation, it seems likely that things will proceed in this manner unless there's some special variable that changes things," Erina concludes her long explanation and bows politely in front of the princess.

"Thank you, Erina. So, you're saying that you need my power," Marika says, partly boasting but accurately summarizing the core of the discussion.

"Yes, and that's also why I haven't torn you apart yet. You still have some usefulness. If you were just some country bumpkin, I would have sent you to another world without giving you a chance," Lusia sharply remarks, still not over the fact that Marika had overpowered Harold.

"Well, that's something to be thankful for, isn't it?" Marika's reply seems to accept Lusia's comment, but in reality, it's a veiled sarcasm, provoking her subtly.

"This wench..." Arshia can't help but frown at Marika's obvious provocation.

"Once this is all over, just you wait..." Lusia warns Marika with a vengeful look and turns away coldly.

"Let's stop fighting for now and get moving," Arshia interjects, sensing the tension between the two and reminding them of their pressing tasks.

With those words, Erina is the first to leave the room, followed by the others, who finally start to move after a long period of stagnation.

As Erina opens the door and steps into the corridor, she spots something at the end of her vision that makes her squint in suspicion.

A notably distinct figure, a small-statured person with unusual black hair, stands out among the others. And there's a dark aura around them, something only the powerful can detect.

Suddenly, the black-haired girl spots Erina and, with labored breaths, starts running towards her hurriedly. "Is that girl..." Erina is taken aback by the sudden encounter with the girl she vividly remembers from her past.

"Erina...! Do you remember me? I'm Miru!" Miru, in a rush, approaches Erina and starts explaining the events she's been through.

"Right now, Harold's memories..." Miru, realizing every second counts, quickly explains her involvement and actions.

Erina is visibly shocked, her expression unlike anything seen before. She's simultaneously baffled and sensing something important.

"Erina, what's happening? Why did you stop?" Aris follows her out, curious about the sudden change in plans.

"Go back in and tell everyone. There's been a variable... a change in plans," Erina says solemnly.

"The variable we mentioned... It's emerged. We need to revise our strategy."

"Did you call for me, Goddess?" I find myself at the Temple of Fate, summoned by the goddess I serve. The temple is as always, a beautiful white space reminiscent of paradise.

"Harold! Can you come to me?" The goddess descends the steps from her usual place on the dais as soon as I arrive, something urgent in her demeanor.

"What's the matter? You summoned me so suddenly..." I sense an unusual air about her, not typical of the Goddess of Fate I know.

"I've seen something troubling in the tapestry of fate... So, answer my questions first. We'll discuss the rest later." This isn't like her. Normally, she's adamant about not meddling in others' fates.

"Did you meet a small child? About the size of a young kid, with unusual black hair like yours..."

Yes, I did meet her... a child, wounded all over, in such a desperate state that she seemed on the brink of death... "Yes, I definitely met her," I respond affirmatively to the goddess's question. Suddenly, her eyes widen and she shouts at me with an excited voice that seems to lose its composure, "Really? Did she give you any item? If so, hand it over to me quickly!"

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