Chapter 1189: 508: The Big Catch (Part 2)

Chapter 1189: Chapter 508: The Big Catch (Part 2)

“So you mean we can’t leave here on our own?”

“Besides, why shouldn’t I go in with you? And this palace, if you want something, just move it out altogether—”

“No!”

Decisively refusing, Theia glanced at the Goddess of Agriculture, her tone softening slightly.

“Remember what I said before? Don’t do anything unnecessary here.”

“We’ll take what we want and then leave, that’s enough.”

“As for getting out… why do you think we can leave by ourselves?”

“But we came in just like that…”

“That’s because I have the key to open it, and obviously, this key can only be used once.”

Without further explanation, Theia didn’t seem to want to linger here.

She just gave a few final instructions before leading the way into the palace complex.

“If it weren’t for you, I might not have made up my mind to explore here.”

“After all, there are too many unknowns, and too many things I can’t control… but there’s no need to feel guilty about it.”

“Risking some for your dreams is something I’m willing to do.”

“You…”

Opening her mouth to speak, but the figure of the Goddess of Light had already disappeared into the depths of the palace.

Her face unsightly, Demeter didn’t know what sin she had committed.

You’re willing, but I’m not willing at all?

If you had told me earlier how dangerous it is here, wouldn’t it have been better for you to come alone?

The reason I shot that Golden Arrow was just so that in the future, others would go first and I wouldn’t have to personally face the risk…

But it’s too late for regrets now, so Demeter had to convince herself.

“It’s nothing, just small matters…”

“What danger could there be here, she’s just overly nervous.”

“Besides, as a deity of Chaos, how could there truly be a place that can trap me forever.”

“Hmph, next time I get the chance, I must ask Volos whether his Golden Arrow is of any use!”

Previously when talking about being ‘against the world,’ the Goddess of Agriculture thought it was a distant prospect.

But now that she had to risk the danger herself, things became clear all of a sudden.

Looking around, considering Theia’s warning, Demeter decided not to do anything.

“Being tough on the weak and soft on the strong” is generally a negative phrase, but sometimes it can actually be useful.

Just like now, when everywhere seemed dangerous, the Goddess of Agriculture obediently stayed before the palace complex.

She wouldn’t move a single step until the Goddess of Light returned.

…

In Alfheim, in front of a building complex whose location was unknown.

Waiting silently, as if time had lost its meaning here.

From being alert at the start to occasionally zoning out.

Seemingly long past, at a certain moment, a familiar figure once again emerged from the palace.

“Did you find what we want?”

“Hmm… it went relatively smoothly.”

“Braki’s strength indeed lingers here, and in one corner of the palace, I even found the Cup of Inspiration.”

Coming out of the palace, seeing Demeter safe and sound, Theia breathed a small sigh of relief.

This replica of the Valhalla Palace is best entered by one person at a time, as she only had one rune with her.

As for the Cup of Inspiration… it’s actually a special creation that’s hard to define as a Divine Artifact.

It’s essentially an ordinary cup, yet endowed by some entity with the ability to produce the ‘Poetry Honey,’ a magic wine that grants inspiration to its drinker.

In a sense, it’s somewhat similar to Chaos’ Cup of Youth… but regardless of what it is, it is a part of the reward Theia seeks.

“It’s good that you’re fine, so shall we proceed to the next place now?”

“As for Freyr… he’s not a simple entity.”

“If he’s still alive, I might not be able to defeat him.”

“What?”

Even the Goddess of Light is no match, is this unknown god so powerful?

Surprised in her heart, Demeter asked directly.

“Since his power is so great… has he possibly broken the limits of a True God?”

“That should not be the case.”

Shaking her head slightly, Theia explained:

“The reason I say he’s stronger than me is because he’s very unique.”

“Just like Hades, the King of the Underworld, who was acknowledged during the past contention for the Divine King, thus able to wield the power of the Underworld itself.”

“And Freyr is also a King of Alfheim. Here, he possesses things akin to divine authority.”

“To us, his power is significant, but this particular authority itself is even more crucial.”

“And this time, I need you to act with me.”

Freyr’s power isn’t just Light; elsewhere, this doesn’t really matter.

But here, according to warnings given to her by the one who gave her this ‘key,’ to obtain something, it’s best to have something akin to Chaos World’s power to guide it.

This was one of the reasons Theia hadn’t come here before, because the risk did not justify the reward.

But now with Demeter and their more critical goal, the Goddess of Light was willing to take this risk.

“Let’s go, make haste.”

“In this world… better to stay less.”

With deep eyes, Theia looked at this bright and beautiful world.

How exactly dangerous it was, she knew, as did the person who gave her the key, they both understood very well.

However, one thing they indeed reached a consensus on was that even though they couldn’t exactly determine how terrifying it was, it must be very terrifying.

Turning to leave, the Goddess of Agriculture followed closely behind.

To be honest, she really liked it here.

But since it’s Theia’s request, Demeter intended to comply without exception.

…

Time passed again as they traveled, no telling how long or how many places they passed.

Sometimes, the Goddess of Agriculture had an illusion.

It was as if the two of them had never actually moved forward, but stayed in place.

No, not simply standing still.

They seemed to be moving, but not in a walking sense.

Like smaller celestial bodies being drawn toward larger ones, they gradually and naturally approached each other… and during this process, they played the role of ‘fishing,’ using objects with similar auras as ‘bait’ to lure things from the void between them.

Wandering near an abyss, gazing down into endless depths, yet needing to extract what they desire from it.

Eyes unfocused and unfixed, Demeter and the ‘big fish’ hurried towards each other.

She didn’t know how long it would be, but she could feel she was indeed nearing a place filled with fertile energy.

That’s roughly where Freyr’s position is.

“…Have we arrived?”

In a certain instant, waking from a trance, the Goddess of Agriculture asked immediately.

She liked this world even more, but unfortunately, she couldn’t stay here forever.

“Yes, we should be here.”

“If nothing unexpected, this is the place.”

The spirit seemed to be much better, and Theia adapted to Alfheim much more strongly.

At this moment, the place where the two were located was an ocean of plants.

Various kinds, known and unknown, with various effects, grew here, while fertility lingered around… with a solemn face, Theia took a deep breath.

“Come on, let’s go together.”

“You should have gone through these experiences before; this can also be a rare experience.”

“…If possible, I’d rather not have this experience.”

Influenced by the seriousness of the Goddess of Light, Demeter grew solemn as well.

But in the next moment, her mindset was disrupted.

“Not wanting it won’t work, I’m doing this for your good.”

Brow furrowed slightly, Theia spoke seriously.

With an escape mindset, it’s hard to rest easy; it seems that she needs to work on changing Demeter’s personality in the future.