You are all my wings!

Although Feherrotija was in a predicament, she seemed to remain quite composed.

Lyon laughed and said, "Wasn't the key to finding me, your future nemesis, the real challenge?"

"Yes, my prediction tells me that if I eliminate you, this great enemy, I will surely find a way to break through the suppression of the Ascension to Godhood."

Florentino G. Kadok:

“I didn’t want to kill you either, but for that inevitable future, a little sacrifice is acceptable. Besides, I gave you enough chance to fulfill your last wish, didn’t I?”

Can I find a way to break through the suppression of ascending to godhood?

Lyon was speechless; what kind of logic was this?

Could it be because she killed herself, and what kind of equipment could she get from that?

The problem is that I don't have any particularly valuable equipment right now.

Could it be that she misinterpreted the prediction and that she actually needed to master herself and activate a new mode in order to break through the suppression of ascending to godhood?

This also happened in Baishaqilai.

and many more!

That way of thinking doesn't seem to be too wrong.

Putting aside emotions and feelings, and focusing solely on pragmatism, isn't my greatest value to these high-level women simply opening up new avenues?

Of course, they do apply the same logic to themselves...

Lyon fell into deep thought. So, what should he do with her?

He wouldn't be so lustful at first sight. Although Feherroti was beautiful, charming, and had a grand and majestic beauty, she was different from any woman he had ever met before, but her personality was difficult to deal with.

It's really difficult to handle.

Although having another mode seems like a good thing... However, this woman is clearly a strong-willed queen, who is decisive and will not back down. If she says she wants me to die, then I have to die. She even asked me if I had any last wishes, as if she were issuing a decree. She was determined to have her way.

Judging from the current situation, she is even more powerful than Helvie, and is a top-tier demigod, making her difficult to control.

Do I really want to get myself into this trouble?

Or should we just get rid of them cleanly and decisively?

Anyway, I can still train Tanya. She's already 17 and will be 18 in a year, which is the legal age. Besides, the two of them have similar bloodlines and their talents might be similar as well.

However... Tenya looks too young, and I feel it's inappropriate to do it. She seems to be of the same generation as Terena, and I can't be such a beast.

Moreover, the relationship between Tenia and Feherotija is quite awkward, and I can't be Tenia's mother's killer, can I?

After all, although Feherrotija has a difficult personality, she hasn't wronged Tenia so far.

Tenia was captured because of the demon, not because of Feherrotija.

Ugh! This is going to be tough.

Lyon had to admit that he still preferred someone like Astalia.

She is incredibly strong, but her personality isn't too assertive; she's also quite gentle and sweet.

Aside from avoiding letting her keen eye detect your subtle thoughts, she's practically the perfect wife template.

Just as he was thinking this—

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 26%]

Then, as Leon turned around, he saw Astalia's pale eyes flash with a cold light as she swept her gaze over with a half-smile:

"What were you thinking about in those few words?"

"Oh no, I was just thinking about how to communicate my miracle alchemy magic with the gods tonight."

Lyon immediately maintained his purification mode and responded with a smile.

Astalia patted Leon on the shoulder and smiled gently:

"Then I'm really looking forward to what insightful things you can share. Oh, and by the way, remember to think about what you'll be explaining beforehand."

Upon seeing the two's actions and posture, Ophimasso and the others' eyes narrowed.

The situation is very dangerous!

Lyon then casually changed the subject: "My Lord, regarding Fehero Tiga, since the demon within her is dead and has no merit, should we still remove the demonic particles from her body?"

"I spared her life. After all, she is a potential god and is indeed talented. She has cultivated this unique new type of demon physique, which will be of great use to me in the future."

Astalia spoke, her gaze sweeping over Feherrotija, and said:

"Now you have two choices: one, submit to me and believe in me; two, die. Which will you choose?"

"Does submission guarantee survival?"

Fei Heluodi asked.

"That's right, don't even think about rebelling. I have my own ways of dealing with you."

Astalia smiled gently:

"Of course, if you can ascend to godhood as soon as possible, I can give you a subordinate position, receive the protection of my authority, and be able to mobilize some of my power. As for the future, if one day you can stand at the same level as me, I can promise you that you can establish your own divine kingdom and obtain an independent divine title. Do you understand?"

"Goddess Astalia was very agreeable, I am willing."

To Leon's surprise, Floro Tija agreed very readily, which was quite different from his initial impression of the domineering empress.

It seems that in addition to her domineering nature, the Empress is also capable of handling matters with a certain degree of tact.

Astalia nodded, and with a casual wave of her hand, a spell mark landed on Feherrotija's chest.

"This is my Seal of Justice. It will restrict your unjust actions. Otherwise, you have a great deal of freedom. You can do whatever you want. If you need me, I will contact you through the seal."

As the cursed seal fell, the suppressive power on Feherrotija dissipated. Upon realizing this, she leaped up and landed gracefully on the edge of the pit, standing directly opposite Leon.

Her bright, golden eyes fell upon Leon, staring intently with a hint of subtle hostility.

Astalia said:

“Leon is my man. You can’t lay a hand on him, and you certainly can’t harm him, directly or indirectly, understand?”

Upon hearing this, not only Ophimasso, but even Britta, who had been calm for a long time, had a slight change in expression.

This statement can be interpreted in various ways, from minor to major.

Although everyone has tacitly accepted that they are following under the tutelage of the super-powerful Astalia, the only ones whose relationship has been specifically clarified by her, besides Britta, are Leon.

Lyon also felt the various gazes sweeping over him from behind by his wives.

Sigh, being handsome really does bring suffering...

Just as he was internally complaining, he suddenly noticed Astalia casting a half-smiled glance his way, and he immediately activated his deep purification mode!

Damn, it seems that Astalia's devastating wounds have indeed been alleviated with the attainment of demonic achievements, otherwise how could she have repeatedly discovered her own inner thoughts today?

Lyon immediately began to praise Astalia wildly in his heart.

Beside her, Floro Tija slowly withdrew her gaze from Lyon and said:

"understood."

"Furthermore, if I am not present and he gives you an order, that is also my order, and you must obey it and not disobey it."

Astalia continued.

Feherroti's expression changed slightly: "What if he gives me orders that are seriously against my will?"

Chapter 433 The Land of Origin

An order against one's personal will?

Astalia smiled and said, "I'll make sure Lyon knows what's good for him."

A strange light flashed in Feherrotija's eyes, and she said, "As long as he doesn't do anything reckless, I will obey the orders of the goddess Astalia."

"Very good. Now go deal with Castiglione. Everyone come over here. I also have a few very important things to say."

Astalia turned her gaze to Iris Magirus and the others.

"Important matters?"

"That's right, about the great calamity 25 years from now."

Astalia said this, she took a light step and arrived at the foot of the statue in the blink of an eye.

The others immediately followed.

Astalia casually waved her hand, and the stone wall on the idol's pedestal, inscribed with many mysterious characters, suddenly emitted a brilliant holy light, then transformed into a water-ripple-like passage.

She was the first to step inside.

"Come in, everyone, including Florodija."

Leon nodded to his wives behind him and followed closely behind.

Soon, Florentiga, Margaret, Britta, Camille, Ophimaso, Iris, Magiru, and even Hamra in the back all entered.

Besides them, there were also two other Saintess, the Eighth Saintess Jiajiali and the Ninth Saintess Cynthia, who had no work to do and hadn't left. They were relatively young and didn't have many people under their command, so Britta had overlooked them when assigning tasks.

The two of them looked at each other, unsure whether they should go in.

"The deity just said 'all go in,' but does that 'all' include the two of us? It seems we don't know as much as Britta and her group do."

Jiajia Li has short, brown hair that falls to her shoulders. She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her body is already developed, and she is about the same height as Iris. She has a slender figure with a rather impressive amount of muscle. She has a small, round face with delicate pink cheeks, almond-shaped eyes, and arched eyebrows. Her eyes look slightly innocent.

"It's hard to say. It's impossible that the deity didn't see us, and even though we were far away, we could clearly hear her voice."

Cynthia looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, about four or five centimeters shorter than Jiajia Li beside her. She had long, light-white hair tied up behind her head, revealing a slender, white neck as straight as a white swan. She had an oval face, a beautiful appearance, and eyes as bright as emeralds.

She had a slender figure, a slightly thin chest, and long, thin legs, like a graceful elf.

"Why don't we go over and take a look?"

Jiajia asked.

"Go ahead. If they don't allow us to go in, the gods will probably say something."

Although Cynthia was younger, she was the one who made the decisions between the two.

Having made their decision, the two lifted the long hem of their saintly robes and hurried toward the entrance to the idol pedestal.

"By the way, speaking of that silver-haired man, isn't he Britta's strategist? It seems like he gets along better with the God than Britta does."

As they walked, Jiajiali couldn't help but become gossipy.

"It's not a feeling, it's a fact. That sense of distance is definitely not like a normal superior-subordinate relationship... But, that's a deity."

Cynthia was somewhat emotional. This was the god they had worshipped for so long, the god who demanded that they abide by the holy code, and the god who had placed the shackles of sainthood on them!

"But that silver-haired man, in terms of appearance and temperament, isn't he not much less impressive? After all, he's just a mortal like us."

As Jiajia Li spoke, all the details of what she had just witnessed flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but say.

"That's true. I've never seen such an outstanding man before. Moreover, his body has an abyss-like attraction that seems to draw in all light."

Cynthia recalled the visions she had seen using her innate abilities and couldn't help but say.

"The abyss? What did you see with your [Divine Eye of Talent]?"

"Perhaps it's because he has a lot of shadow characteristics, and they are of high quality, which match his personality very well, giving him a special temperament that can rival, or even surpass, Her Majesty Moripe."

Cynthia said so.

"A temperament even stronger than Her Majesty Moripe? I didn't realize it until you said it, but now that you mention it, it's true. Moreover, he remains calm and composed even in the presence of a deity, which is truly admirable."

Jiajiali recalled what she had seen of Leon before and couldn't help but think, no wonder he could easily gather a group of seemingly strong women around him.

"Hehe, Jiajia Li, you're falling for someone."

"No, we're saints, that's impossible. Besides, don't you look curious about this man too?"

“I am indeed curious. After all, he is someone who can be so close to the gods. And aren’t you curious about what it is about him that makes the gods rely on him so much? It’s not enough to just have an extraordinary appearance and temperament. He must have some extraordinary qualities.”

"That's true, Cynthia, you're very clever."

The two chatted casually as they quickly arrived at the altar of the deity. Facing the dark, water-like entrance, they each took a deep breath and stepped inside.

With a slight ripple-like vibration in space, a strange scene appeared before the two.