The golden scales appeared like twinkling stars, and wisps of sacred energy danced in the air.
The outline of Libra is gradually becoming clearer, appearing and disappearing, as if there is a rhythm of life rising and falling.
Golden light flowed like a river, instantly illuminating the entire room.
The light shone brightly, so dazzling that even Viktor found it somewhat blinding.
Vega, meanwhile, stared wide-eyed at the scene with great interest.
It could clearly feel that the divine power of the Goddess of Justice was becoming increasingly intense.
Perhaps Gwen punished those believers, turning their sins into her own karmic retribution.
Thus, she received the final approval of the goddess of justice.
After all, she did use some of the Goddess of Justice's divine power to kill those believers.
With a merciless sword, sever all evil thoughts in the world.
This is the true doctrine of the Goddess of Justice.
However, through word of mouth among those cultists, the doctrines of the Goddess of Justice were gradually distorted, and her justice became absolute fanaticism.
It's not about severing evil thoughts, but about eliminating the very source of evil thoughts.
This kind of biased justice is absolutely unacceptable to human society.
Victor's fingers lightly brushed across Gwen's fair back, leaving marks on the scales of her back.
Upon physical contact, Gwen's current level rose.
Lv37
Sure enough, she became much, much stronger.
If this continues, it won't be long before Gwen becomes a true fourth-tier Grand Knight.
Viktor withdrew his hand.
Having Gwen kill the believers was part of the plan.
After being killed, the [goddess's followers] will release their pheromones to other followers, just like rats.
This information will spread as quickly as a plague.
And those believers will swarm in to retaliate like crazed rats.
And once they finally discover that the person who killed them was none other than themselves.
It was the goddess they longed for and worshipped day and night.
At that time, their faith will collapse.
Unable to uphold the justice they believed in, their twisted minds turned into all sorts of evil thoughts.
Finally, they were erased by Gwen, who represented justice, and their evil became their power.
To achieve a virtuous cycle.
so……
"The goddess's followers want to use Gwen to bring her down to earth, but I won't allow it."
Viktor watched as golden scales rose behind Gwen, and even though the light stung his eyes, he remained calm as he spoke.
After these evil and fanatical believers are eliminated by the righteous Gwen, they will become the power that Gwen uses to become stronger.
And along with it will become even stronger the remaining divine power of the Goddess of Justice.
As long as this continues, Gwen will continue to grow stronger.
Humanity will never remember the goddess's twisted doctrines again.
The Council of Mages will be the only church that worships the Goddess of Justice.
But it wasn't made for a real goddess either.
"The world does not need two identical goddesses."
Victor's emotionless voice rang out.
Since the Mage Council was founded on a scale of hypocrisy from the very beginning, the goddess of justice they worship is also hypocritical.
Is that too much to ask?
The true goddess of justice will exist in name only, and he will no longer have to worry about Gwen becoming the true goddess of justice.
If all goes well.
Suddenly, Viktor looked up.
He sensed an unusual presence lingering at the door.
Victor reached out and gently touched Gwen's bathrobe, causing the parted garment to close up again along the edges, covering her snow-white skin once more.
He gently pulled the blanket over Gwen, then stood up and walked towards the door.
At the same time, a blazing flame ignited on the white shirt.
The surrounding air was suddenly filled with a scorching heat.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Victor's black trench coat, purified by the flames, once again covered his body.
The red patterns flashed briefly on the surface of the trench coat before gradually fading away.
Having done all that, he reached the doorway and opened his palms.
The doorknob turned automatically, opening the door.
Then he saw it.
At the entrance, a girl with white hair and red eyes was kneeling.
Her body was wrapped in countless transparent magical threads, outlining alluring lines on her slender yet voluptuous figure.
Her arms were tightly pinned to her sides, rendering her unable to move.
The girl looked up, appearing pitiful and fragile.
She knelt on the ground and looked up at Victor.
His flowing red eyes seemed to hold a hint of sadness.
...
"Please allow me to introduce myself, Mr. Victor."
The young girl stood gracefully inside the room and bowed to Victor.
“My name is Priscilla Ness, and I am the daughter of Earl Laureen.”
Viktor sat in the chair, carefully examining the girl in front of him.
Her manners were impeccable, and her attitude was very respectful.
Despite appearing to be around the same age as Aurelion and Erica, she exudes an unusually mature aura.
Perhaps this is related to the Earl's family's upbringing.
but……
Viktor rested his chin on his hand, looking at the other person with a hint of doubt in his eyes:
“You are the daughter of an earl, and you come to see me at this time.”
What do you want to do?
As he spoke, he glanced at Gwen, who was fast asleep on the bed.
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