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Here, the power left by the magic wand did not end, but continued still.
"..."
"Olotas... I am Lachesis."
"I am sorry for your plight."
"Wait a little longer... it won't be long before you can see the light of day again."
Beneath the earth, the River God, who had been struggling, seed to halt its movents.
And on the ground, Lachesis glanced back at the stone bridge, carefully experiencing this mystical power.
In her eyes, Paris's magic wand was like a part of Atropos's body, only mixed with sothing else.
This object, cut by Destiny's own power, transford into this mighty magic wand, even though Lachesis, who also wielded the power of Destiny, could do nothing about it.
Destiny was the most stringent rule, its order manifested in its inviolable nature.
Find the right way, and anyone could break it.
Fail to find the right way, and no matter how powerful, it could not shake its existence.
"Sister..."
From the traces of remaining power, Lachesis seed to see the marks left by Atropos.
Giving away her own weapon personally, then betrayed by a greedy prince.
The cutting scissors of Destiny originally symbolized the power of Destiny's judgent over all things, so it was not surprising that it would form such a magic wand under Paris's desires.
Unfortunately, with just these, Lachesis could not yet see clearly the other person who guided all this.
His figure was shrouded in a layer of fog, and only from Paris could the Goddess receive information about him.
Flutter—
Transforming into a dove, Lachesis shot straight into the sky.
Her eyes could clearly see Paris's location, the young prince was currently hiding his figure, trying to sneak into the Royal Palace of Sparta.
Obviously, the prince did not want to frighten Helen, so he preferred to get to know her first rather than violently break into the Royal Palace.
Flying above the clouds, Lachesis imdiately accelerated past the location where Paris was.
Flutter...
Diving downwards, among the row upon row of buildings, following Destiny's guidance, Lachesis flew through a skylight into a luxuriously decorated room.
Contrary to the roughness of Sparta City's buildings, this seed more like a place where the Princesses of other Kingdoms would reside.
The dove circled once inside the room, then returned to Lachesis's form.
The Goddess glanced around at the furnishings, then pushed open a door leading to the bedroom.
Tap, tap...
Walking into the bedroom, on a petal-covered bed, Lachesis saw a girl dressed in sky-blue sleepwear.
Although her face could not be seen, that alluring temperant alone was enough to captivate anyone.
"Helen..."
Murmuring this na, Lachesis slowly stepped forward.
With each step, her appearance changed slightly.
By the ti she reached the girl's bedside, Lachesis had completely transford her appearance.
And then she gently stretched out her hand, covering Helen's forehead.
In the unseen, a certain transformation occurred.
At this mont, Lachesis was Helen.
The backlash from Destiny followed swiftly, but the Goddess rely swung a long ruler, delaying the ti of the backlash's arrival.
The more debts a person has, the less worry they feel; this was what needed to be paid to solve the problem.
And next, she only needed to wait for Paris's arrival.
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