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Chapter 447 The Silver Moon Goddess's [Prophecy] (Please vote!)
prophecy?

Herbert's expression shifted slightly, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

Prophecies from the gods are usually not good news.

Especially since it was the prophecy of the goddess before us.

Unlike her sisters, the Goddess of the Silver Moon is not an expert in combat; if we analyze her role, her abilities are more inclined towards support.

He holds the divine authority of the moon, protection, and prophecy.

The principal deity, the Moon, needs no further explanation; He himself represents the moonlight of this world.

The secondary divine role of [Guardian] also boasts an astonishing record. He once bore the fatal "injury" that almost caused the Sun Goddess to fall into a deep slumber, but it also left him with a hidden wound that causes him to turn into a blood moon every month.

What the world talks about most is the divine office of prophecy.

There is no "god of prophecy" in this world.

Or perhaps it once existed, but perished in the "final war" between the ancient gods and the gods of faith, and was utterly dead.

The office of prophecy, like the office of death, has been divided among various gods.

Moreover, compared to the unique ability requirements of [Death], [Prophecy] is an ability that almost every deity can master.

Nowadays, almost every deity can utter some prophetic "sayings" or "oracles".

—Although I can't guarantee it.

Their approach is like a blind fortune teller betting on both ends—relying on luck, rhetoric, and the believers' own imagination.

As long as the explanation is vague and ambiguous, there will always be some similar explanation.

But the Goddess of the Silver Moon is not such a "charlatan".

His prophecies are very famous and highly accurate; he is one of the few deities who truly holds the authority of prophecy.

In many heroic tales, the priests of the Silver Moon Goddess typically play the role of proclaiming prophecies and introducing the story in its early stages.

Often, when a kingdom is in danger, the king sends someone to seek prophecy from the priests of the Silver Moon Church, and then, based on the content of the prophecy, he becomes the "protagonist" of the story.

Herbert himself had heard many such stories and read many of them in Freyme's collection of hero tales.

The more you learn about it, the more amazing it seems.

Now, it is not the priest, but God himself who has appeared.

Did He descend in person just to announce a prophecy for Himself?

To be honest, Herbert was a little confused about how he felt.

An honor?
That's not bad.

Having seen so many gods and already hooked up with a goddess, the filter for these "great beings" has long since faded.

Moreover, he never had much reverence for the gods from the very beginning.

There was no question of being excited.

If he had to say something, Herbert was now somewhat emotional and couldn't help but want to tell Fremey about what he was going through.

He realized once again that he had become a story sung by bards.

It's truly moving.

"What are you still saying now? Weren't you already one?"

In her ear, the deity, seemingly both jealous and curious, teased: "The moment you first heard my voice, weren't you already the 'protagonist'?"

"No, at that time, I was at most a minor villain in the story who was about to fall."

Think about it, it's similar to the "Grass Carp Brother" positioning.

If Herbert hadn't resisted Neyana's charms at the beginning, he probably would have really been the next Grass Carp...

Damn it, why is Brother Grass Carp still chasing me?!?

The thought flashed through her mind, but Herbert maintained his usual calm on the surface.

There was no excitement of encountering a deity, nor any surprise or unease of being chosen by a "prophecy".

He frowned slightly, looked at the goddess, and asked softly, "May I ask whether this prophecy is good or bad before deciding whether to listen to it?"

Ok?
"Oh?"

The Silver Moon Goddess raised an eyebrow, surprised, and asked, "You're going to refuse?"

How long has it been since I was rejected by anyone?

This newly crowned god-slayer is quite... well, quite unique.

"That's possible, but I have a little curiosity."

Instead of being angry at being rejected, He asked curiously, "Is there any difference between a good prophecy and a bad one?"

The essence of prophecy is to glimpse the long river of fate, and its accuracy cannot be guaranteed to be 100%.

Whether spoken or unspoken, at the moment He glimpses it, the future is still in a constant state of flux.

Fate is like "Schrödinger's cat," forever in a superposition of life and death. It is only determined once it is opened, and it will not change because of the observer's external speculation.

"It will affect my mood."

Herbert, with a straight face and a serious expression, replied:
"If the prophecy is good, then I'm happy to believe it and listen to it."

“If the prophecy is bad, then I think what you said is wrong, and there’s no need to listen to it.”

Silver Moon Goddess: ?
Kreti: ?

Nenasha: ["Pfft! Hahaha! That's so typical of you!"]

Miss Harmony enjoyed the reactions of the other two, laughed heartily, and clapped enthusiastically.

Yes, yes, that's exactly the kind of expression I wanted to see!
"You...are you serious?"

Miss Devil wasn't really in a position to interrupt the conversation between the goddess and Herbert, but at that moment, she couldn't help but ask.

The Goddess of the Silver Moon not only did not blame her, but was very pleased with her overstepping her bounds and was glad to have a useful "mouth substitute".

This is also what He wanted to ask.

Friend, are you serious?

Rejecting me because of such a ridiculous reason?

Well, no, he hasn't refused yet... If it's a good prediction, he's still willing to listen.

wrong!

Her brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Herbert with some displeasure.

What do you take my "prophecy" for, you idiot?

That's fortune telling, of course! (Immediate answer)

Herbert really wanted to say that, but then he felt that since it was their first meeting, he should tone it down a bit and not be too arrogant.

He smiled at the goddess's seemingly angry yet reproachful expression, then turned to Kretty, who was still kneeling on the ground, somewhat confused, and said with a smile:
"Kreti, do you think I should listen to you?"

"Eh?"

Kreti: ?

Why are you asking me?

Don't drag me into your conversation with the goddess!

"I……"

Herbert knew what she was worried about, waved his hand, and said casually, "Don't overthink it, and don't have any concerns. Just trust your intuition and give me an answer."

"I believe you."

If Valentina were awake, Herbert would consult her intuition—but she's a clueless puff right now.

As a second-best option, Herbert decided to take Miss Devil's good fortune as a reference.

After hearing Herbert say he believed her, Kretie pursed her lips, closed her eyes to think for a moment, then opened them and nodded:
"Then you should... listen to it."

"it is good."

After receiving the advice, Herbert said nothing more, but instead bowed respectfully to the Goddess of the Silver Moon and said softly, "Please, Lady of the Moon, grant me your prophecy." His attitude was respectful and his movements were standard, but this change in demeanor was subtly unsettling.

The Goddess of the Silver Moon always felt that she was a rather good-tempered deity compared to her sister.

But at this moment, His lips twitched, and He had an urge to smack his lips in a moment of losing control.

Tsk.

This guy is really infuriating.

He didn't speak directly, but instead squinted at Herbert.

After a moment, He suddenly laughed and said softly, "My child, leave for a moment, I have something to say to him alone."

Kreti: ! ! ?

Miss Devil instinctively raised her head, wanting to disobey the order.

She wasn't really a devout believer; she was loyal to the goddess, but not that much.

If the Goddess of the Silver Moon intended to send her away in a way that would be detrimental to Herbert, she certainly wouldn't agree!

However, she saw Herbert's eye signaling her not to act impulsively.

"……I see."

Kreti pouted, reluctantly got up, first bowed to the goddess, then glared at Herbert before turning and flying into the ruins.

After Kreti left, the Silver Moon Goddess looked at Herbert and said with amusement, "Why did you lie to her?"

"Hmm?" The paladin smiled slightly, tilting his head in confusion.

"No need to hide it, you... you actually made up your mind from the beginning, didn't you? No matter what the outcome, you will choose to listen."

The deity's gentle expression turned cold. He narrowed his eyes, looking at the seemingly polite mortal, and said indifferently:
"Because you don't care about my prophecy at all."

The goddess lowered her eyes slightly, coldly scrutinizing the half-naked boy before her, but after a couple of glances, she silently looked away...

Tsk.

This guy is really cheating!
With you dressed like that, I can't even be serious.

Herbert's calm expression finally changed slightly after hearing her words of dissatisfaction.

He gazed intently at the Silver Moon Goddess, a slight smile playing on his lips. Without offering any excuses, he slowly asked, "So, will this displease you?"

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of the Silver Moon narrowed her eyes.

“You are bolder and more arrogant than I thought, mortal.”

His voice grew colder, and he said silently, "Are you expressing your dissatisfaction with me? Is this how you respond to my goodwill?"

As the goddess's attitude changed, the moonlight in Herbert's eyes underwent a slight transformation.

The originally bright and clear moonlight was tinged with a faint blood color, and the silver moon in the sky seemed to be turning into a blood moon.

The gods are about to be angry.

Strangely, however, as the gods' expressions grew increasingly indifferent, the mortals' expressions became increasingly radiant.

Ignoring the changes in the celestial phenomena, Herbert laughed and said, "I don't think anyone would be happy with an uninvited 'guest,' would they?"

Do you know that you came at a really bad time?

You big third wheel!
"Madam, before you get angry because of my rudeness, please make sure you understand one thing first."

"Whether your prediction was well-intentioned or not, the fact remains that you unilaterally and forcibly appeared in front of me without prior notice."

“I am not your believer, I don’t need to care about your feelings, and I only show you respect because of Kretty.”

Ordinary people have bright smiles, but deep in their eyes lies only indifference.

He smiled and uttered blasphemous and disrespectful words:
"I feel that I am not arrogant enough compared to you."

The gods donned false masks, while mortals revealed their true fangs.

You're going to start by giving me a dubious prophecy?

Who are you?
Sorry, we're not familiar with each other.

Since we're not familiar with each other, why should I give you face?
Just because you're a goddess?
Herbert believed that the Silver Moon Goddess's arrival was not necessarily out of malice, but rather, in a very likely manner, to give him a kind reminder and to establish a good relationship.

But the method is wrong.

His attitude was wrong.

If Herbert were still that weak paladin warden, if he only had strength below the high rank, then there would be no problem with what He did; it could even be considered a condescension.

But the problem is, Herbert is different now.

His own strength had already reached the legendary level, and with the help of the monster girl, he could even kill an epic-level monster.

Needless to say, his status is so high that the title "Saint of the Sun" alone is enough for him to directly communicate with many weak gods.

When I was weak, you looked down on me.

When I become powerful, you will look down on me.

Then all the suffering I endured was for nothing?
To outsiders, Herbert's reaction might seem a bit extreme, but no one could stand on the moral high ground to condemn him.

He observed the slight change in the goddess's expression and asked gently, "So, is this same treatment making you dissatisfied?"

The goddess stared at him silently.

"No, I'm not angry about it, haha."

A moment later, she suddenly smiled gently.

She floated down slowly from mid-air, her white toes stopping an inch on the grass, as if stepping on the tips of the grass, yet she still floated.

He looked at Herbert, then flew up a little higher to be at eye level with him.

The Silver Moon Goddess blinked, looking at Herbert, whose expression remained calm, with considerable surprise and appreciation. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "How interesting, Godslayer. Did you guess that I was testing you?"

Herbert smiled without saying a word.

The goddess tilted her head curiously, and asked with considerable confusion, "I'd really like to know, where exactly did I expose myself?"

He felt that his attitude was absolutely perfect, right?
It should perfectly match the "god-like image" in the eyes of others, with no exposed flaws whatsoever.

How did he notice?

At this moment, Herbert also showed a genuine smile.

He knelt on one knee before the goddess, raised his hand to take her slender hand, and lowered his head as if to kiss her hand. He didn't actually kiss her, but instead lightly touched the back of her hand with the tip of his nose, whispering:
"Someone once told me that the Lady of the Moon is a gentle goddess."

"Moonlight treats all life equally and never displays its arrogance."

Eh?
The Silver Moon Goddess blinked, a bunch of question marks flashing through her mind.

Who?
Who would talk about me like that behind my back... Oh, could it be my sister?
He immediately thought of the sun goddess associated with Herbert and made a reasonable arrangement on his own.

Wow, He actually praised me like that in front of other people?

It's really rare!

"Someone as gentle as you is not really suited to pretending to be arrogant."

After confirming that the Silver Moon Goddess had been largely fooled, Herbert offered a flattering but ultimately useless compliment, respectfully saying:
"Madam, I am ready. Please deliver your prophecy."

Herbert really wanted to hear what kind of prophecy He would deliver.

This goddess of the silver moon once had a most famous prophecy.

At the height of the ancient god's power, when he reigned supreme over the world, He made a prophecy.

He said:

The glory of the gods will come to an end, and we will fall at the hands of mortals.

At that time, the ancient gods scoffed at this, and no one took it to heart.

Ordinary things?

What a joke.

However, only a hundred years have passed since then...

The gods of faith rose up unexpectedly, defeated the ancient gods, and stepped onto the stage of history!
(End of this chapter)