A/N : kind of sort, well... sorry, i'm not sorry. this doesnt count as chapter 7.
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Sitting atop of a majestic throne, made of crystallized magic power, was a stunningly beautiful woman. She had long and curly blond hair and eyebrows, pale skin as smooth as jade, and deep blue colored eyes with vertical irises. A beautiful tiara, fully adorned with various gems rested above her head. She wore a pale blue dress that boosted her charming appearance.
Currently, trails of bloods could be seen on the corner of her frowned mouth as she coldly gazed forward.
“Lode… and that scoundrel, what is she doing here, in my world?”
An unsightly expression appeared on her face as she suddenly felt that there was someone intentionally ripping off her divine energy from Lode’s corpse. Yes, this beautiful woman was none other than the Goddess Lode had served for a long time, Soluna.
“Some God or Goddess probably sent her here intentionally. As to why, I am not really sure about it, but…” Her body began to emanates an imposing and chilling aura as her expression turned serious, “I cannot let someone who had offended me, in my own world at that, goes unpunished!”
“Jets, come here. I have a task for you!” Soluna glanced at an empty corner of her throne room.
Suddenly, the space around that particular corner warped, and a 2 meter tall black hole appeared out of nowhere. Amazingly, a bare naked male youth casually walked out from the inside. Though he wore no clothes, one could see some kind of green colored scales covering the important parts of his body. He glanced at Soluna and snorted coldly.
“What, it has been so long since you’ve last called me. And now you only did it because you had a ‘task’?”
Soluna smiled as she nonchalantly waved her hand to her counterpart, “You know I was busy this whole time. It’s not like I intentionally avoided you or something.”
Jets shrugged and said, “Whatever you say then. Now, what kind of task do you have for this one? Why aren’t you using any of your Emissaries, instead of calling me?”
“I am afraid, other than someone with at least Demigod ranked power, absolutely no one would be able to accomplish this task. In fact, one of my stronger Emissary has been killed just now. You know Lode, right?” Soluna huffed.
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“Hm? That old coot is dead?” Jets raised his eyebrows at her statement. He knew how powerful Lode was. Amongst the Emissaries, it could be said that there weren’t that many who could have bested him in a fight.
“Hn.” Soluna nodded, “He didn’t even have a chance to fight back, even with me channeling more divine power to his body.”
Jets was clearly getting interested in the topic as he inquired with shining eyes, “Do tell me, maybe this time I wouldn’t be so bored anymore.”
Soluna was silent for a moment before she sighed, “’Goddess of Death’, have you heard of her? No, I am not talking about Lucia.”
Jets pondered for a moment before he answered, “Other than Lucia, there’s only one creature that was so bold as to take that terrifying title. It’s that young girl from the War of the Emissaries, right?”
“Currently, she’s in this world. She was somehow able to intercepted a summoning ritual, appearing together with Lode in the summoning site, then she killed him.” Soluna said.
“What!?” Jets stared with disbelief at Soluna. Clearly, he knew how dangerous it was to interrupt a summoning ritual as a foreign entity.
“It’s true, I personally saw her before through Lode’s eyes. There must be some God protecting her with their divine power. And I want you to deal with her.” Soluna said.
“Well,” Jets laughed, “I would have approached her anyway if I knew that she’s here, even without you asking me to. Tell me, where is she right now?”
“Northern Continent, Kartella Forest.”
A wide grin appeared on Jets’ face, and in the next moment, he disappeared from his previous spot.
On the sky, a certain gigantic crimson dragon with the size comparable to a small city was flying toward the North at a breathtaking speed. When he reached the destination, however, he only managed to found the dried up corpse of a certain Emissary.
Far away to the south, however, a certain murderer was currently walking leisurely as she enjoyed the scenery of the world.