Saint Felix Province, Winter Fortress.
"We’re quite close to the Storm Tower here."
The young girl with elaborate silver-white curly hair and violet pupils, more dazzling than any gem, made such a remark, "Isn’t Furnace Mountain right beneath the Storm Tower? Can’t Maria sense that there’s a problem here?"
She wore an intricate and gorgeous purple and white dual-colored skirt, the hem of which bore decorations that would make ordinary people dizzy just by glancing at them. Beneath the skirt were pure white thigh-high boots. She appeared to be no more than one and a half ters tall, walking with steps light enough to seem as if she would leap into the air at any mont.
Compared to her nearly extravagant attire... the two people following her, although also dressed conspicuously, looked relatively more everyday.
One of them was a young man with a cheerful smile and a monocle—an image that resembled a younger version of Planck. He was dressed in a pure white tailored suit, and from beneath his monocle, a silver watch attached with a delicate chain hung, tucked into the pocket over his chest.
"You can’t bla Maria for this."
The Silver Baron took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and put it back: "Although the Storm Tower can theoretically gaze upon all of Winter, after all, it has to be activated deliberately. If nobody tells Maria, she would definitely not know that there’s sothing beneath an active volcano.
"By the way, Laxsis... why didn’t Ananke co?"
"Ananke said she had seen the future, saying our coming here wouldn’t be very aningful, so she just didn’t move at all."
The mysterious lady addressed as "Laxsis" by the Silver Baron gave a resigned sigh, "She’s always like this. She sees everything so clearly, then ends up not moving at all."
"That’s how she is..."
The other responded with a smile as well: "After all, Miss Silence has beco an old thing now, and indeed she tends to be lazy."
She was dressed in a strikingly breezy coat, a raven-haired beauty with an unexpectedly ample bust. She wore a half-mask like a black raven over her left eye, her face always adorned with an enigmatic smile, exuding a profoundly mystical aura.
Yet, she always appeared languid. This peculiar slothful deanor only seed to enhance her air of decadence.
Hearing this, the mysterious lady glanced at her with schadenfreude, "Ananke would definitely beat you up. She hears everything loud and clear."
"If she could actually co over and beat up, you’d have to thank ."
The raven-haired girl was unconcerned, "I’ve been in Noah for how many years now?"
"It’s been over a hundred years, aren’t you going to go back and see Ananke, Suggs? You are her acolyte after all."
"My pope of the church is also in Noah... too lazy to move as well. Anyway, if the old lady has any ssages for or wants to see , I wouldn’t need to run to her."
The Faceless Poet, taking on the appearance of the raven-haired girl, sighed, speaking instinctively ill of the boss, "This must be Ananke’s laziness... It’s definitely that lazy old aura that’s transferred to through our connection."
At these words, the mysterious lady simply shrugged her shoulders, offering no reply.
She then turned to face the Silver Baron, "So it’s just the three of us then? Didn’t you make a round to everyone?"
"I did make a round, but I didn’t notify everyone. The old pigeon down south is too lazy to move, the grandmother hasn’t woken up, the Moth Mother went to the Dream Realm again, and the Gray Artisan started crying again when hearing about the Revelation..."
"As for Father Sui, he is indeed unable to get away—he’s been helping his new acolyte ascend recently."
"That God of Machinery? I saw that the stars have gained one more, so his ascension must have been successful, right?"
The mysterious lady asked with curiosity, "What is his divine position?"
"In the end, it was Father Sui who decided for him, calling him ’God of Machinery and Automation.’ His divine na is ’Mr. Thousand Hands.’"
The corner of the Silver Baron’s lips slightly curved upward, "It’s a divine position that a certain old pigeon would definitely get infuriated and start cursing about upon hearing."
"Indeed."
The Faceless Poet crossed her arms, attempting to hide her admiration, "I’d really like to see his expression.
"But... what about Skadi and the others? With such a commotion, Skadi would definitely co, wouldn’t she?"
"I did pay a visit to the Thousand-Faced Phantom Tower, but Skadi said that your arrival was as good as hers, the so-called ’As I Arrive.’ After all, you are entirely hers."
"Though she brought into this world, didn’t she sell to Ananke a long ti ago? Now I am the Faceless Poet, the subordinate deity of Ananke, not her Suggs."
The Faceless Poet showed a sowhat disdainful expression, "Actually, it’s probably because Skadi guessed there wouldn’t be much fun this ti, so she wouldn’t co.
"If there were fun to be had, with her terrible personality, she would definitely co over gleefully to watch."
Her relationship with Skadi was evidently very complex.
It couldn’t be said to be bad, nor could it be called good.
It was like dealing with parents with whom one has had a strained relationship for years—although she wasn’t born from or created by Skadi. Nevertheless, there was a similar dynamic between them.
And the Silver Baron kept muttering on the side, "As for the Red Knight... after all, she’s not that familiar with the Chariot, and it wouldn’t be right to involve her in this. And the Goddess of the Cup can’t conceal her unique nature; once she starts moving, she makes too much noise; the Granny... anyway, I wouldn’t dare to call her. After all, this isn’t really a big deal, and it’s not worth disturbing her."
"What about Bode then?"
The mysterious lady asked with so curiosity, "Bode has such a good relationship with the Chariot, he should co."
"Bode would indeed co, and he said he would. But he doesn’t want to walk, nor does he have any interest in shopping... so he’s waiting for us directly at the destination. He will also help us deal with so preliminary issues."
The Silver Baron said with a smile, "This way, we don’t have to worry about being late or sothing happening before we arrive. Anyway, Aro will handle those problems well, we can just go there after we’ve had enough fun.
"It’s not easy to co to Winter, might as well let take a look at the local market environnt... I wonder what the prices for these cursed objects are in Winter, aren’t you curious, Laxsis?"
"What am I curious about, I don’t need cursed objects..."
The mysterious lady sighed helplessly: "Let’s just say we’re accompanying you on a shopping trip."
"After all, there really isn’t any danger."
The Silver Baron spread his hands, "Although I talked to Annan earlier as if I were going to gather intelligence deep inside an enemy’s lair... but actually, we have all been here before.
"I ca to find you solely because it is my duty to inform you of news related to the Chariot. It’s fine if those who are busy don’t co, and it doesn’t have much impact... we can always co later.
"If they want to co, just co and see her personally."
"At this point, you know you are able to leave the great barrier, huh?"
"Mysterious lady" Laxsis grumbled dissatisfiedly, "This isn’t like the ti when you condemned and Ananke."
The Silver Baron spread his hands innocently, "I’ve always known. Do mortals and new gods not know, but do we not? The ’Fire of Order’ that supports the great barrier actually burns the ’Pope’, not the ’deities’.
"After all, once you’ve entered the realm of light, you no longer belong to this world... If the power from the realm of light could be used to maintain the great barrier, then it would be simple, I could support the entire world’s great barrier on my own..."
"Then why did you keep nagging us for so long?"
The mysterious lady said irritably, "We gave them the technology to survive underground, immune to high temperatures and pressures; we provided them with the technology to obtain light sources underground; we gave them the technology to move quickly underground... I even sent ’Leviathan’ to protect their undersea tunnels. I just don’t want to stay underground, I’ve never treated them unfairly."
"You can’t say that."
The Silver Baron chuckled and patted the mysterious lady’s hair, only to be forcefully shaken off, "We stay within the church motionless, only to give believers and innocent civilians peace of mind.
"The goal is to make them believe they have been protected, not to actually use our power to protect them—they can protect themselves, they just don’t dare to believe it. So, if we sneak away, the impact isn’t great. If we’re really found out, it could actually make the Transcendents doubt the truth about the great barrier and start to think hard about its essence."
"You still want to rebuild the unified great barrier, don’t you..."
The mysterious lady saw through the Silver Baron’s purpose.
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