She struggled internally with the question of whether she should punish these 'black goat cubs' who had no sense of good or evil.
Anyone with eyes to see knows that these black goat calves must be eliminated, because their very existence is unacceptable.
Even the goddess of justice herself was aware of this.
But it is precisely because they lack a sense of 'good and evil' that their naivety has caused confusion in the ideals of the Goddess of Justice.
She was torn between 'killing' and 'letting go'.
It was all because of her overly biased view of justice.
“She brought it on herself,” Victor commented.
Justice itself is not wrong; what is wrong is the way justice is executed.
Victor appreciated the ideals of the Goddess of Justice; after all, she was, in any case, a more benevolent deity than many other gods.
However, her rigid division between simple good and evil is too biased, and this kind of justice is difficult for society to accept.
Therefore, Viktor said again in a calm tone:
"After this, I hope she can learn something."
After saying this, he seemed to remember something, blinked calmly, and then explained to Vega:
"Also, she is not my wife."
Gwen is Gwen, and Justice is Justice; the two must be clearly distinguished.
He thought he had made himself perfectly clear, but Vega pretended not to understand and deliberately chuckled:
"Oh? Isn't that your fiancée?"
"Victor, have you fallen for someone else and no longer love her?"
Although she now looks like a human, her deep-rooted ravenous slyness hasn't diminished at all since she transformed into a human.
She also said to Viktor in a teasing tone:
"But that makes sense, considering how many people like you."
"Why don't you tell me, among all these people who like you, who is your favorite? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
She sat directly in Viktor's lap, patting her chest confidently as she spoke.
Upon hearing this, Victor lowered his head and glanced at Vega briefly.
Then, a slight smile played on his lips as he spoke, his tone calm yet earnest:
"you."
"..."
Vega, who was in his arms, was silent for a moment, then her face instantly turned panicked.
She struggled desperately to climb out of Viktor's arms, frantically floating to the side and calling out:
"No, Viktor, are you serious!?"
"I treated you like a brother, and you actually..."
"Oh, so the injury was fake after all?"
Vega suddenly froze in mid-air, his expression shifting from panic to embarrassment.
She forced a stiff smile, her hands awkwardly unsure of what to do.
His eyes darted around, stealing glances at Viktor every now and then.
Oh no, I've been tricked out.
She was about to cough twice to ease the awkwardness, and was thinking of an excuse to fool Viktor, when she heard him suddenly say calmly:
"I don't mind if you use me, after all, I'm using you too."
Upon hearing this, Vega froze for a moment in mid-air.
She stared blankly at Victor with her only purple pupils, watching him put his hands in his pockets, turn his back to her, and walk away.
But Vega could still detect the ease and pleasure in Viktor's tone:
"But given the deep friendship between us, I don't want to define this relationship as exploitation."
"after all,"
Viktor's lips curled into a slight smile as his gaze pierced through the surrounding chaos.
Looking down at the deafening explosion and the flying debris, he spoke:
"I'm willing."
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