Chapter 24
Hera's artifact is called Judgment, and Li Jia only saw a description of it in the book, but the concept was too general and it was impossible to imagine what kind of form Judgment actually took.
I never expected it to be such an awesome sword.
Seeing is believing, this is so cool!
Li Jia had also imagined what Hera's artifacts would look like: Zeus's thunderbolt, Athena's shield, Artemis's silver bow, Poseidon's trident, and so on. The artifacts of the other eleven gods all had distinctive shapes.
Only Hera had only four short sentences:
Three thousand demons were subdued, and the path to the underworld was sealed.
Sever the cycle of reincarnation, and recreate the pagoda.
At the time, Li Jia didn't understand what it meant and thought the description was too exaggerated. But now it seems that the description is just right.
Handsome, very handsome, super handsome.
That's right.
A queen should be wielded with a divine sword.
Compared to Li Jia's current small, yellow chick-like physique, Pan Dao is much bigger than her, looking as tall as a TV tower.
But why did this divine sword suddenly protect me? After it blocked the attack of the bone spikes, it stood quietly beside me.
Li Jia thought this sword was a bit like a Doberman Pinscher: handsome, protective of its owner, and not talkative.
It's not that this sword is like a dog, but rather a feeling, a very reliable feeling.
The little yellow chick chirped twice, and Pan Dao, being quite cooperative, cut open her bracelet. Strangely enough, the flames on the sword that could instantly carbonize everything were not hot to Li Jia when she got close; on the contrary, they were a little warm.
Just like a candle, the boiling point is on top, and the bottom is not hot.
The little yellow chick was overjoyed to regain its freedom. It flapped its little wings and flew away twice. Then it hugged the judge who had freed it and pecked it twice to express its gratitude.
Hera glanced at Pandao out of the corner of her eye, and Pandao trembled inwardly.
"Why aren't you bringing her back yet?"
Pan Dao obediently squatted down, and Li Jia stepped on its sword hilt, making the scene look very strange.
A little yellow chick stands atop a flaming sword.
It's a bit...abstract.
The judge dutifully returned the little yellow chick to its owner, and Hera pinched its wing and tucked it back into her bosom.
Once the mission was complete, Pan Dao reverted to its original form.
Its original design was based on the ring Hera wore on her hand.
It can be turned into a weapon when needed, and used as a decoration when not needed. That's so cool.
Could the ring on her hand also be...?
The little yellow chick looked at its own wings, which had a small ring on them.
Damn it, how can it grow bigger and smaller with me? No wonder Hera said she couldn't take it off. I've never seen such high-tech automatic retractable devices before.
She's a country bumpkin.
Li Jia touched Hera's neck, and the fluffy wings tickled her neck. She looked down and saw the little yellow chick stretch out its wings, point to its little ring, and then point to the same style of ring on Hera's hand.
Hera nodded her little head and used a verbal cues, so that only she could hear what she was saying.
Li Jia: Will it turn into a sword too?
Hera: Yes, essentially my ring is the main ring and yours is the secondary ring. It can possess half of the spirit of the artifact, which is equivalent to having half of the power in your hands.
Li Jia: Then you can give us a few more small rings, so that we can each have a sword and go out with one. That would be so cool.
Hera: "...What is showing off?"
After thinking for two seconds, Li Jia calmly replied, "It just means very powerful."
Hera: "Then you're not pretentious at all."
Li Jia really wanted to sew her mouth shut; she was deaf to good news but quick to understand bad news.
Hera: "There are only two rings, no extras. The secondary ring is made from my blood and will take away half of my divine power. When I am no longer by your side, the Judgement will protect you."
Hera spoke these words calmly, as if she were talking about someone else.
The gods gave half of their divine power to her, a mortal.
Li Jia suddenly felt a lump in her throat, wondering what she meant by those words.
Although she would leave this world once the mission was completed, she was unwilling to leave at least for now.
There was no reason, no cause; it was her body that didn't want to, her mind that didn't want to, that she simply didn't want to.
“Your Majesty, you will never be away from me. If you are not by my side, I will come looking for you until I find you.” The little yellow chick nestled against her chest and said coquettishly, “I am Your Majesty’s servant, and Your Majesty is destined to take care of me for the rest of my life.”
Sensing the little guy's happiness, Hera's originally indifferent pupils trembled almost imperceptibly, and she gently tapped the little yellow chick's head: "Then you have to give me some reward."
After speaking, he turned his cheek slightly.
Li Jia was speechless. "God, are you a primary school student? Getting jealous over a sword."
You see through something but don't say it; when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
The little yellow chick pouted and pecked at the face that was coming closer a few times, smearing saliva all over her face.
It's no wonder Li Jia is amazed by Hera's face, no matter how many times she sees it. How can someone look like that?
Seeing the little yellow chick staring blankly at her, Hera lowered her head and kissed her head. The setting sun swept across her profile, and her eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyes. When she raised her hand to brush away the stray feathers on the little yellow chick's forehead, her fingertips were gently moistened.
"Whether I live or die, no one can hurt you."
Gods do not make oaths lightly; once they do, they become promises.
May God favor and bless believers.
She didn't lie to Li Jia. Originally, there was only one ring. She extracted half of her divine power and put it into the secondary ring, so there were two rings and two Judgment Paths. Only when she was by his side could Judgment Path unleash its full power.
There is nothing in the world that can threaten her except Li Jia. Her power is a part of herself, and if Li Jia wants to kill her, she has no way to fight back.
Hera willingly revealed her weaknesses to Li Jia. She had no more trump cards left; her heart had already gone completely numb the moment she said she loved him.
Even though I knew she was lying to me, it was like missing a step; the panic was mixed with a strange, indescribable sweetness.
Hera is the goddess of marriage; even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run, right?
But the little one doesn't understand yet. It doesn't matter. As long as he stays by her side, she will feel happy when she is with her.
"Li Jia, I'm so lucky. You're like a gift that appeared in my world."
Li Jia was completely confused. What was Hera thinking? Confessing her feelings to her? Was now the time to confess?
We need to get down to business!
The little yellow chick pecked her hard, and Hera's eyelids twitched. What a clueless little fellow.
…………
Hera used the simile of the barrier, so that only the two of them knew what they had done, and the rest of the surrounding air was sealed and still. Now she has removed the barrier.
The scene that Doreen saw was: a princess bound tightly and in tears, a dragon desperately trying to kill itself, and a little yellow chick arguing on Hera's shoulder, while Winslow sat to the side watching the show with a dried apple he had brought.
What is all this nonsense? Are there any normal people here?
Doreen was extremely efficient; she lifted Lorella with one hand and threw her next to the dragon, then slammed two knives down in front of them.
“If you kill her, you can regain your freedom and become your princess again.”
"You can also kill her and erase the marriage between the dragon and the human woman."
"It was just a fleeting affair, nothing to worry about."
Doreen was businesslike, coldly observing the two of them. The little yellow chick was indignant again, thinking that this had to be reasoned with, and was about to start arguing when Winslow picked her up and stuffed a dried apple into her mouth.
"Keep quiet, His Majesty and Doreen will make their own decision."
Well then, judging from Winslow's words, she was prepared all along, so what is she still worried about? A lazy bum should just lie there and relax.
She started munching on dried apples. Winslow's skills are really good; they're baked to perfection, soft and sweet. Li Jia loves sweets; life is already bitter enough, so eating something sweet helps release dopamine.
Winslow took the opportunity to stroke her feathers a couple of times; they were soft and fluffy, no wonder His Majesty was so reluctant to let go.
However, Li Jia felt that Winslow's technique was not as good as Hera's, and it didn't feel as comfortable to touch.
After a while, the play was finally coming to an end.
Neither Lorella nor the dragon wanted to kill the other; instead, they chose to die together and begged Doreen to do it.
Doreen remained expressionless as she untied Loreira, took a few steps back, and offered no comment on the outcome.
The blonde woman with red eyes revealed her true form, her imposing aura spreading throughout the entire castle. Her expression was cold and stern: "Since that's the case, I do have a way."
"Lorella Bocape, would you be willing to give up Bocape's glory and protection and just be yourself?"
Lorella understood Hera's meaning, and burst into tears of joy. She knelt before Hera, biting her lower lip nervously, and said expectantly, "I do. This is what I've dreamed of since I was a child."
"Then I will remove the Bocapet surname for you. From now on, you will only be Lorella. Have you thought it through? Abandon everything from the Bocapet dynasty and become a commoner."
At the same time, Hera said to Mephielia, "Mephielia, she has lost the Bocapet name and is no longer a princess of noble blood. Are you still willing to marry her?"
The red-haired woman knelt beside her wife, took off her sun-protective gloves, and held Loretta's hand, interlocking their fingers. She said, "I didn't marry her because she's a princess. What does it matter to me who she is? All I know is that I want to take care of her and share all her pain."
"I will wash away all the blood from her body, and I need your heart's blood as the source of her new bloodline. Are you willing?"
Replacing one's heart with blood is equivalent to the pain of having one's heart ripped out.
"I do."
Without the slightest hesitation, Murphyria believed this was the best possible outcome.
From the day she and Loretta met and began their marriage, she prepared for the worst and was ready to face life and death together.
The little yellow chick was moved to tears. In all fairy tales from ancient times to the present, it is always the male characters who are the good guys, defeat the evil dragon, and save the dodder that should be attached to them, thus achieving a happy ending.
But Li Jia believes that what saves the princess is never the knight or the prince, but the princess's courage for love.
Moreover, the dragon didn't harm the princess after taking her home; the princess gained the freedom she desired.
This isn't true love, what is it? This is absolutely true love!
Hera, wielding the sword, slashed open the princess's wrist, and also gashed Mephisto's chest with her own sword. Hera used her divine power to connect their blood, allowing them to exchange.
A burning pain, like wildfire, spread from the wound to every part of her body. Murphyia gritted her teeth and tried to sit up, but a tearing pain suddenly shot through her ribs, as if something had broken. Every breath was accompanied by a sharp, jagged pain, forcing her to groan.
Lorelia wasn't much better off; cold sweat streamed down her jawline and down her collar, splashing onto the ground and forming pools of blood that spread out in small, bright red ripples.
Lorella's red blood was replaced by Murphylia's green blood.
After the blood transfusion ceremony was completed, both of them collapsed on the ground, drenched in sweat and unable to move.
“From this day forward, Pocape will no longer have a princess named Lorella; you will simply be Morphyria’s wife.”
Hera unearthed her marital history and used her divine power to erase her surname.
From that time on, Loreira had no further entanglement or relationship with Bocape.
"Morpheus, you have deceived Qitong. My punishment for you is that you shall not leave the Eternal Rift for a hundred years."
Mephielia took a breath, struggled to her feet, and helped her wife to thank Juno. She knew this was a blessing from Hera.
Without the constraint of Bocape, no outsider will ever be able to request a marriage certificate from Lorela again.
Routine procedure.
Once the matter is settled and the problem is resolved, the post will naturally disappear, just like resolving a case in modern society. This is equivalent to closing the case.
Bocapet II never expected that Lorela would voluntarily give up her surname to become the wife of an evil dragon. In a fit of anger, he stripped Lorela of her royal status, and she was no longer of Bocapet blood.
It is unclear who leaked the news, but when King Bokkaiper II learned that the eldest princess was not his biological daughter and that the queen had cheated on him, he immediately announced that the wedding would proceed as planned, the princess to be married off to was replaced by the eldest princess, and the queen was sent as part of the dowry. The queen's lover was a priest in the palace, who was ordered by the king to be executed by hanging on a cross and left to bask in the sun in the street.
Before leaving, Li Jia remembered the two little goldfish that Hera had caught in the glass bottle. At this moment, Li Jia emerged from the demon cave and returned to human form.
Li Jia: "Your Majesty, let's put the goldfish back. It belongs to someone else, and the goldfish's parents will be sad if they can't find it."
Hera thought for a moment: "You'll be sad if you can't find it? You have a point."
Then he disappeared for a few minutes and came back with two full bottles of goldfish.
Hera: "I packed up their whole family and took them back to Hot Springs so I wouldn't be sad."
Li Jia couldn't understand whether the brains of gods were structured differently from those of humans. She asked Hera to return the things to the people, but instead, Hera captured the entire family.
While imprisonment is only for one person, it directly implicates nine generations of their family.
Li Jia: "But these goldfish belong to Princess Loreira... Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to act like this?"
Hera: "I asked Lorella, and she said that except for Morpheus, you can take whatever you want from the rest."
Li Jia: "..."
Okay, okay, you're awesome and great. Having powerful connections makes all the difference.
So a whole family of goldfish were raised in the reservoir of Wenquanjian, and they reproduced and multiplied, so Doreen had to expand the reservoir to accommodate them.
Li Jia: You guys are living a good life now.
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