“Mm… mmm…”
Sensing that perverted gaze falling on her, the goddess instinctively shrank to the side, her body trembling slightly as if touched by something cold.
Those dark eyes instantly grew a bit moist.
So cute I want to tease her a little…
Wait!
Hold on!
I’m not a pervert!
Calm down, calm down…this must be the little devil lurking in my subconscious causing trouble.
Besides, this isn’t the time to be thinking about such things!
At the very least…
I should figure out my current situation first…plan for the future.
“You don’t have to worry, I won’t…won’t do anything to you!”
Ilea’s face turned red, crossing her arms over her chest, tilting her head slightly, only stealing glances at the “gift-wrapped” goddess before her out of the corner of her eye.
“Like I just said, I…really do have things I want to ask you. Now I’ll help remove your restraints, don’t resist…understand?”
Clink, clank!
Hearing the crisp sound of chains, Ilea knew the goddess was nodding her head repeatedly.
“If…you can’t remove the bindings yourself, then come over here!”
Ilea felt a bit awkward at this point.
She really should have let Yumina finish handling this before she came in, now it was just embarrassing.
But earlier…she panicked~
So useless, it’s just…just a foolish goddess…
Step, step…
Amid the light rattling of chains, soft little feet stepped on the carpet, making muffled thuds.
Very soon, a faint, elegant fragrance drifted over to Ilea.
Phew…keep calm, it’s normal for her to smell nice since she just bathed…
Moving her gaze forward nonchalantly, Ilea froze for a second, then decisively reached out and poked…the little bellybutton in front of her.
“?!!!”
“Ahem! I…that was an accident!”
The young lady stood up with a flushed face, inwardly berating her own perverted behavior just now.
It was definitely…definitely the little devil in her subconscious at work!
There’s no way she could actually be such a pervert!
She quickly reached out, found the clasp binding the goddess’s jaw, and undid it.
“Puhah! Ptuh ptuh, cough cough…huh huh…”
Just freed from her gag, the goddess of the dead hurriedly spat out what was in her mouth, then instinctively tried to put some distance between herself and this pervert.
“Sit.”
But Ilea gave her no chance, pointing directly to the bed behind her.
Humiliation!
As a goddess, when…had she ever been so insulted?
“Hmph!”
In her heart, after using her “supreme divine power” to obliterate this woman a thousand times over…the goddess still chose to temporarily submit.
After all, being shocked again or put in that shameful position…she absolutely didn’t want to experience a second time!!
“First, let me introduce myself. I’m Ilea Bartios. From now on, you are to call me…Master.”
Ilea sat down on the high-backed chair beside her.
The blush on her face instantly vanished, and the immature shyness and slight panic in her eyes disappeared in a flash.
What was left was only a biting cold indifference.
“Ugh…I…I am the goddess of the dead, one of those who govern reincarnators, Veil Blai.”
Although she had a lot to say about Ilea’s words just now, under someone else’s roof…one had to bow their head.
Humiliation!
“Veil…that’s a nice name. From now on, you’re my pet. Now, tell me…what did you mean by what you said earlier?”
“Ha?! What do you mean, pet!? Besides…I…I am the goddess who holds dominion over the dead! You should—”
Listening to Ilea’s words, Veil could no longer hold back!
She felt that not only her dignity, but even her divinity had been subjected to outrageous shame.
If she didn’t stand firm now!
She might never be able to lift her head again in this lifetime…
Huff!!
“Wha—!?”
But…in the next instant, before the goddess of the dead could say anything more, that teal iron rod crackling with electricity was already right in front of her.
The tip of the rod lightly touched Veil’s pale lips.
Sparks danced across it, making her feel a sharp sting…
Thud!
The goddess instinctively plopped back down on the bed.
Her eyes…filled with fear and confusion.
Was she just…was she really about to be killed?
“Answering a question with a question…is that what passes for divine etiquette?”
Ilea slowly stepped closer, raising the iron rod in her hand, then swung it down hard.
“Eek!!”
Whoosh—!
Bang!!
Zzzzt…
In a flash of teal electricity, just a few centimeters from Veil’s head, the expensive golden goose-down quilt and handmade sheets were burnt through with a large hole.
The solid wood bed frame let out a pained creak.
Maniac…this woman…she’s completely a maniac!!
At this moment, there was only this thought left in Veil’s mind…
It shouldn’t have been like this at all.
Wasn’t it supposed to be that this reincarnator — who knew nothing and had nothing — would be overjoyed upon finding her, a goddess?
Wasn’t he supposed to treat her as an honored guest, to eagerly ask her about the path that lay ahead?
Why…why did it turn out like this…?
“I ask, you answer…do you understand now?”
Before Veil could continue her thoughts, the cold metal was already pressed against her delicate, pale cheek, lightly tapping her twice.
“Yes!! Please ask away!”
The goddess, now powerless, instantly abandoned all other thoughts in her mind and sat up very properly.
She was indeed the goddess of the dead, and even with her divine power sealed, there was almost no way in this world to actually kill her.
But even so, pain…still existed.
And she…was most afraid of pain.
Phew~
Looks like…she gambled right.
At this moment, Ilea was actually far less calm inside than she appeared.
The fact that she had managed to carry out revenge against three families within twenty years — each time leaving no trace — already proved how meticulous and calculating she was.
Right now, in every sense, she and the goddess were like grasshoppers tied to the same rope.
They seemed like they should be on the same side, but there was an irreconcilable conflict between them.
The goddess’s misjudgment had led her (Ilea) to such a miserable fate.
Her revenge on the goddess had in turn caused the goddess to lose all her divine power.
Although on the surface, their meeting in this other world seemed harmonious enough, and this goddess appeared silly and harmless…
Ilea would not let down her guard over such things.
Just like she would never show mercy to the innocent children of her enemies, simply because they were pure and had done nothing wrong themselves…
That would be irresponsible to herself, and to her own future.
Therefore —
She absolutely had to work together with this “goddess of the dead,” Veil Blai, who seemed to know so much — for the long term even, binding her firmly at her side!
But the prerequisite was that she must be the one in control.
No — to call it control wasn’t even accurate.
With the cards in her hand, she had to be the “Master” — the one who held absolute authority.
Only that could prevent many unnecessary accidents.