Astraea.
Astraea finally turned around when she heard someone call her name.
A breeze swept across the sky, ruffling her long, silver hair. The flowing strands brushed against her cheeks, obscuring her vision.
She seemed uncomfortable with anything other than a helmet obscuring her vision, so she reached out and tried to brush her hair back.
However, she seemed rather clumsy, managing to smudge her smooth silver hair all over her face.
This somewhat comical behavior makes it seem as if she is still adapting to a human body.
Viktor didn't seem surprised by this.
He casually cast a spell, adjusting the wind direction and blowing her hair down her back.
"Magic is so convenient."
Astraea said those words in Gwen's voice, which almost made Victor imagine that she had turned back into Gwen.
But Victor also understood that this might simply be Gwen's influence on the goddess of justice.
So he turned and asked the question he had always wanted to ask:
Why were you there?
To be precise, why did it appear in the Arena of the Gods?
This is a question that Victor has never been able to understand.
Could it be that this goddess of justice has started to care about her appearance? That seems rather absurd.
As a deity, how could she possibly be interested in these human titles?
However, Astraea did not answer.
Or rather, she didn't know how to reply to Viktor.
It seemed that upon learning of the golden apple, her inner thoughts immediately became clear.
This legend was spread by Victor.
Therefore, the woman who obtains the golden apple will be considered by Victor to be the most beautiful woman in the world.
Therefore, she wanted to get that golden apple.
"Okay, let's not talk about this."
Seeing that the other party did not respond for a long time, Viktor felt a slight headache.
Then the second question was raised.
Why did you attack 'Zeus'?
"Don't you know he would..."
Before Victor could finish speaking, the other person interrupted him.
"Because he attacked you."
Viktor gazed at Astraea's silver hair, which was fluttering in the wind, and her calm and serene gaze met his.
Because she has taken off her helmet, she can now look directly into the world.
"You always told me not to trust my heart alone, but also to trust my eyes."
“I saw him when he took off his helmet; he attacked you first.”
"I am acting for justice."
Viktor was slightly surprised, and then he suddenly felt his hand being tightly gripped by the other person.
Then, she gently placed his hand on her chest.
"Listen."
Viktor remained silent.
I felt a series of tremors and a clear warmth emanating from my palm.
This prevented him from thinking any further.
"Both my eyes and my heart are telling me this."
As she spoke, Astraea slightly tightened her grip on Viktor's hand, her eyes unexpectedly revealing a flicker of emotion.
A sudden gust of wind disrupted Victor's wind magic.
Astraea's face was once again obscured by her disheveled silver hair.
This time, she didn't try to push it away, but instead fixed her gaze firmly on him.
It was as if it was telling him.
Whether it's Gwen or the goddess of justice, Astraea—
"She won't allow anyone to hurt you."
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