In the Name of Empress-Chapter 392 - 276: Why Doesn’t the Goddess Erase Her Past Romance with the Sea Emperor?

Chapter 392: Chapter 276: Why Doesn’t the Goddess Erase Her Past Romance with the Sea Emperor?

The assassin appeared so suddenly that almost no one reacted.

Among them was also the stunned Sea Witch.

Even with the strength equivalent to Tier Seven, the emotional young girl found her mind completely blank.

She recognized the identity of the assassin, making her feel even worse.

Attempting to assassinate the husband of an unrequited love due to unreciprocated feelings was sheer madness.

While Adina was in shock, two figures flashed in an instant.

Sif and Roland sensed something was wrong the moment the assassin jumped out.

Sif instantly activated [Insight], catching a glimpse of the dark red above the assassin’s head.

The scarlet red signifies direct malice, while dark red indicates indirect malice.

In a flash, she deduced that this person most likely intended harm against Edward. There was no time to speak; she just squeezed Roland’s hand and charged forward.

Roland’s movements were no slower than Sif’s.

He even reached the assassin before Sif did.

Just as the assassin drew his dagger, Roland was already behind him, grabbing his hand to snatch the dagger and hide it in his sleeve.

Because of the obstructed view, only a few saw the dagger in the assassin’s hand.

The assassin couldn’t even complete the phrase for death, as Sif’s thrown glove stuffed his mouth, rendering him unable to speak.

"Idiot, don’t overdo it with this impromptu act; there are so many distinguished guests watching."

Roland cheerfully patted the assassin’s shoulder, effortlessly subduing him, then grabbed his neck and dragged him away.

From a bystander’s perspective, it looked like a boisterous fool rushing in to make mischief at the wedding, only to be persuaded away by Roland.

But Adina saw the whole process clearly.

She could even see Roland pinching the assassin’s mouth to forcibly remove a small black pill, denying the assassin any chance to take his own life.

Adina’s originally pale face grew even more drained of color.

She bit her lip tightly, striving to calm her emotions.

Roland signaled Adina with his eyes to stay calm and continue the wedding.

After dragging the assassin away, the wedding proceeded as usual.

Most of the onlookers didn’t even know what had happened; those few who did pretended not to see a thing.

Everyone here had a reputation to uphold.

No one knew if the assassin acted alone or was sent by someone else, but since he was captured, they were bound to pry his mouth open for answers.

In this era, there are countless methods of torture, and few can withstand them.

Roland handed over the assassin to Adina’s Guard Captain and returned to the wedding site to join Sif.

His gaze swept over the lively wedding, appreciating Adina more.

After the initial shock, she quickly regained her composure, controlling her emotions beautifully, still the most dazzling star of the day.

Sif looked at Roland with concern. She dared not ask directly but quickly wrote a few words on his palm with her fingertip.

Roland leaned close to her ear, a warm breeze brushing past.

"The assassin has been handed over to the Guard Captain; I don’t know what happens next," he whispered.

"Why?" Sif’s curiosity was unsatisfied, leaving her a bit disappointed.

The question slipped out, making her laugh first.

Roland’s choice was undoubtedly correct.

With such matters at hand, Adina surely wouldn’t feel pleased. If Roland acted on his own to interrogate the assassin and uncovered something troubling, it would be even more problematic.

With good intentions leading to adverse outcomes, it could even earn him additional enemies.

...

At night, the massive light source above the Undersea City gradually dimmed. Usually, at this time, very few Sea Demon People roamed the streets, but today was different.

Today was the great wedding of their queen, the Sea Witch Adina.

Her marriage to a land-dwelling human left many admirers heartbroken.

Although no sensible person truly fantasized about winning the Sea Witch’s favor, a strange sense of melancholy was inevitable upon learning of the goddess they secretly loved marrying someone else.

To have never loved, yet already heartbroken, was likely how they felt.

This night was destined to be a sleepless one.

Admirers of the Sea Witch drowned their sorrows in the taverns, numbing themselves.

Meanwhile, the assassin, under torturous interrogation, continued to scream, futilely resisting until the end.

Sif and Roland sat on the terrace, staring up at the dome of the Undersea City in a daze.

Sif couldn’t sleep, so Roland had no choice but to stay up with her.

After a long silence, Sif finally sighed quietly, "I really hope today’s events don’t dampen my father’s good mood."

Roland wanted to suppress his laughter but couldn’t help but chuckle.

Sif furrowed her brows, grumbling in mild annoyance, "Try to restrain yourself; that’s my father."

Roland stifled his laughter and softly said, "Don’t worry. Though Adina is intelligent, she’s like a little girl in front of your dad, easy to appease."

Appeasing her was simple, but it required a lot of energy.

Edward needed to fill her with love, keeping her from distraction.

Perhaps imagining their current activities, Sif’s cheeks flushed, promptly changing the topic.

"By the way, where were you during the day?"

"The library."

"The library? Are there romance novels? Undersea love stories must be interesting, right?" Sif’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"I didn’t check the literature section, but there should be some."

"Since I can’t sleep, accompany me to the library!" Sif jumped up.

Seeing Sif’s excitement, Roland naturally wouldn’t dampen her spirits.

Upon reaching the library, Roland initially thought bringing Sif in without a reader’s permit would be troublesome, but unexpectedly, the stubborn old scribe offered no resistance.

Not only did he not make things difficult, he was even very enthusiastic, completely different from how he was during the day.

Not only that, the scribe also reminded Roland that some books only appear at night, urging him to pay attention.

Following Roland into the library, Sif couldn’t help but smile lightly, "I remember you saying the scribe old man was very stubborn, even reluctant to let you read books, is that true?"

Roland shrugged, not responding.

Two possibilities.

It could be that Sif is so beautiful and her smile so sweet, her beauty served as the best pass, making it awkward for the old man to stop her.

Or perhaps the old man attended a wedding during the day, knowing Roland mediated for Adina.

In any case, it went very smoothly.

Although she really wanted Roland to accompany her to read romance novels, Sif knew Roland had important matters to attend to, so she reluctantly squeezed Roland’s hand hard before separating.

Perhaps being stirred by the remarriage of her father, Sif now wanted to read some romance novels to soothe her mixed feelings of gratification and melancholy.

Her father got married, and the bride wasn’t her mother; such things take time for anyone to get used to.

Roland still went to Zone A, and just as the old scribe said, indeed there were a few books at night waiting for the destined person, which didn’t appear during the day.

To be precise, these were not books in the traditional sense, but carriers of thoughts.

When Roland’s hand touched a semi-transparent book, the library instantly vanished, and he found himself in a place akin to a 3D virtual theater.

Having experienced watching recordings in the Magic Association, Roland wasn’t too surprised.

His gaze quickly focused on the male and female protagonists of the story.

He didn’t recognize the male lead, but the female protagonist...

Goddess of Light?!

Roland widened his eyes.

All friends who frequently chatted and laughed with the goddess knew that gods had exclusive portrait rights.

When divinity crystallizes and the true name of the god is engraved upon the columns of the divine domain, mortals can no longer have faces similar to the goddess.

So the person was surely the Goddess of Light.

Precisely, it was the Goddess of Light before ascension to divinity.

Given such explosive content, Roland naturally wouldn’t miss it; he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, gazing at the pair drawing near.

The man walking alongside the Goddess of Light had a handsome and transcendent charisma, his eyes as deep as a sapphire ocean.

Roland faintly had the illusion that this man’s aura and power were no less than the Goddess of Light’s, at least of the same level.

Otherwise, the Goddess of Light wouldn’t place her soft little hand in his palm, speaking in a gentle voice.

"Poseidon, are you truly willing to share with me?"

"Tiya, you have eternity to verify my sincerity. Without you, my world would lose its light," the handsome man said with a smile.

Truly worthy of the Sea Emperor, he is quite the charmer.

But thinking about the cold look in the Goddess of Light’s eyes, Roland inexplicably felt somewhat nauseous.

He knew the identity of the handsome man.

Sea Emperor Poseidon.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the former lover of the Goddess of Light, Tiya.

Thinking about Tiya’s successful ascension to divinity while Poseidon remained in the material plane, even falling into slumber, Roland faintly felt that the matter wasn’t simple.

Unfortunately, the subsequent images were just Poseidon’s daily interactions with Tiya, lacking significant information.

Poseidon believed in love, but unfortunately, Tiya did not.

Watching them kiss, Roland knew that this couple was doomed.

When the two embraced, when Poseidon closed his eyes, the Goddess of Light’s eyes flashed with an indiscernible coldness.

Some loves had died long ago, only buried on the day of ascension to divinity.

As the image gradually turned white, Roland returned to the library.

All the semi-transparent floating books vanished, and the library reverted to its original state, once again descending into silence.

While Roland was reminiscing about the story just now, Sif hurriedly arrived.

"Roland, I found books that only appear at night!"

"Really? I found something too," Roland said with a smile.

Sif was somewhat curious, "What did you see? I discovered an astonishing secret here."

"Is it the love story of the Sea Emperor and the Goddess of Light?" Roland asked with a smile.

"How do you know, wait, did we read the same book?" Sif widened her eyes, her eyelashes quivering with excitement.

"Perhaps so, why don’t you first tell about what you saw?" Roland’s curiosity was also piqued.

Sif looked around, ensuring no one else was in the library, then lowered her voice to say:

"Do you know? The Goddess of Light was just one of Sea Emperor’s many admirers. The Sea Emperor had countless lovers in the past, but eventually fell at the hands of the Goddess of Light, which could be considered a kind of cycle."

Roland raised his eyebrows, feeling something was amiss.

Wait, this story seems different from what he saw, what is going on?

While he was puzzled, Sif began to share the story.

In the version Sif saw, the powerful and charming Sea Emperor easily won the hearts of countless young girls, and his lifestyle was as unrestrained as his title.

Even the most delicious food can become boring with time, and the Sea Emperor eventually grew tired of changing brides every month, desiring to find a haven.

Tiya appeared.

Roland continuously compared the two versions of the story, finding them completely different.

Besides the intimate relationship between those two, everything else was completely distinct.

Seeing Roland deep in thought, Sif leaned closer, lowering her voice to ask:

"Roland, why do you think the goddess didn’t erase the black history of being just one of the Sea Emperor’s admirers?"

Because she...

Wait, what is all this nonsense?