After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 436 - 166 Let the Goddess of Lies Prove Your Innocence
High heavens.
Realm of Life.
In the private garden that belonged solely to the Goddess of Life.
"Is the life of a god not also a life?" the Goddess of Night propped her hands on the table, looking at the ever-gentle smiling Goddess of Life across her, her heaving chest betraying her agitation as she couldn’t help but question, "The murder of the Goddess of Pleasure must be related to Ahtal—aside from him, no one in the high heavens can easily kill a deity."
The news of the Goddess of Pleasure’s murder had spread throughout the high heavens, causing unprecedented panic, leading the all gods to urgently plan to deal with Ahtal. Even if they couldn’t slay Ahtal, they sought to banish him from the high heavens.
Otherwise, not a single deity felt they could sleep soundly.
"Ahtal has not left the Realm of Life," the Goddess of Life patiently explained to the Goddess of Night, "Whether the Goddess of Pleasure is dead still needs confirmation; I will personally watch over Ahtal."
"What if another death occurs?" the Goddess of Night gently sipped her tea, her inky eyes revealing her concern—she was not like the Goddess of Life or other beings of their caliber; if Ahtal were to come at her with a blade, she truly... would die.
"What if no more deaths occur?" the Goddess of Life countered, looking at the Goddess of Night’s baffled expression and couldn’t help but let out a sigh of resignation.
She poured a cup of tea, smiling at the Goddess of Night.
"Have a cup of tea to relax; as a goddess, you must maintain at least the minimum poise and composure."
"..."
The Goddess of Night hesitated, but obediently took a seat—though the Goddess of Life issued no verbal threat. Still, like a child, she subconsciously obeyed, refraining from impatiently pressing the Goddess of Life for actions.
Apart from the God of Omniscience, there might be no existence older than the Goddess of Life in this world. Moreover, with the Goddess of Life’s character being so gentle and her kindness extended to all deities, she exerts a kind of parental suppression among the all gods.
When the Goddess of Life showed a serious expression, she could make most deities obediently listen, preventing them from directly confronting her.
"Ahtal must remain in the high heavens, waiting for the Three Goddesses of Fate to come forward," the Goddess of Life concluded first, then patiently provided her reasons, "He is the bridge to resolve the conflict between gods and witches. With Ragnarok rapidly approaching, we should not be fighting to the death with witches. Prioritizing the resolution of Ragnarok is the most important matter."
"Can’t we just get rid of all the witches and demons directly?" the Goddess of Night voiced her inner thoughts, which was what most deities desired. With so many all gods united, they believed they could eradicate all witches and demons.
Once all threats were removed, they could naturally concentrate on resolving Ragnarok without making concessions to witches and demons.
"If they were so easy to deal with, why were they sealed in the first place?" the Goddess of Life retorted, leaving the Goddess of Night speechless.
However, the Goddess of Life seemed to not notice the Goddess of Night’s speechlessness and patiently provided an explanation:
"Any conflict now only hastens the arrival of Ragnarok. Moreover, I believe the Goddess of Pleasure has not been killed; she has simply had an unfortunate disappearance. Once the Three Goddesses of Fate make their appearance, we will find out where the Goddess of Pleasure is."
"Apart from Ahtal, the only one who could kill a deity is the Witch of Death," the Goddess of Night spoke softly, "All gods are very worried now. If Ahtal continues to assassinate gods, there will definitely be..."
"It’s not Ahtal, that child, who did it," the Goddess of Life said seriously, silencing the Goddess of Night.
She stood up, smoothing her skirts.
"I will stay by Ahtal’s side until the Three Goddesses of Fate reappear."
"Then please be careful," the Goddess of Night said worriedly, although she knew that Ahtal could not possibly harm the Goddess of Life—not because Ahtal was a disciple of the Goddess of Life, but purely because of her trust in the Goddess of Life’s strength. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
"Mm," the Goddess of Life smiled gently, turned into a shadow, and vanished from the spot, heading towards Ahtal.
Regarding the alleged murder of the Goddess of Pleasure, as soon as she had heard about it, the Goddess of Life had immediately deduced the truth: It was a false death orchestrated by an extreme faction, aiming to stir unrest among the all gods and instigate them against Ahtal.
The Goddess of Pleasure was likely hiding in a safe place by now.
Afterwards, she would probably reappear before the divine audience as one who narrowly escaped death and also take the opportunity to accuse Ahtal of cruelty.
...
...
The following day.
A god suddenly died, and the news that Ahtal was the assassin spread, causing unease among most of the all gods.
However.
"I’ve been right here and never left," Xi Mu said, propping a cheek in one hand while lazily sitting on a sofa, yawning tiredly, "If I could evade the Goddess of Life’s watchful eye to assassinate a deity, then I would probably be more... proficient than the God of Assassination."
"What a bunch of fools," Brayfil said with a cold, scornful voice, revealing disgust but also a sense of helplessness.
Even knowing it was a charade engineered by the all gods, she found herself without a good solution to resolve it, unless she could find the hidden corpse.
Naturally, that was something she couldn’t achieve.
"Even a wise person who can assess the situation can’t persuade most," Xi Mu responded to Brayfil’s cold gaze with a particularly nasty smile, as if to say, at this point, it would be better to hand him over to quell the rage of the all gods.
Brayfil rolled her eyes and then suddenly her expression turned reverent as she quickly stood up and bowed to the Goddess of Life, who was approaching.
