After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Sylvie clapped after listening. It didn't matter what was said, whether it was sarcastic or angry, as long as it came from the heart.

The second-generation hero team has all sorts of people. It seems like nothing has changed, but in reality, everything has changed.

Annie was purely there to cause trouble. She was the kind of person who would do whatever she wanted before setting off, but once the car was in motion, she would grab the steering wheel, eager to break free and have a real fight with these veteran team members.

Isolde replaced Saint Mary, whose abilities were even greater than those of Mary before she became the Blood-Clad Saint. In order for the plan to proceed smoothly, the goddess bestowed upon her unparalleled life talent, but could not erase the hatred in her heart.

If Nicole were still alive, she would probably obey, but since Nicole is dead, don't blame Isolde. I no longer care about right or wrong...

Should we bring Lucas along? A hint of hesitation flashed in Sylvie's calm eyes. Lucas was related to another plan, and he was currently mixed up with the Northern Army. If they acted prematurely, it would expose many problems.

After much deliberation, Sylvie decided to take it one step at a time. "Thorne, our leading man, it's your turn. What do you want to say?"

Thorne, whose name had been called, dropped his fire poker, and another scream shattered the silence of the night outside the courtyard.

He relaxed his shoulders, feeling a burning pain from the sores on his back.

"Over the past few years, it seems like I've often been looked down upon, and every time I try to improve myself, things take a sharp turn for the worse..."

Finally, Lilith withdrew her gaze from the sky, her long eyelashes drooping and trembling.

Thorne, her husband, endured prejudice during his time in the Northern Territory and did many things little by little. He gained the Duke of Oswald's approval, became a good soldier, and was the best husband in Lilith's eyes.

She believed that if Thorne hadn't been forcibly taken away by the cursed magic, he would have been a good father...

"Miss Sylvie, you just spoke of the threat of other gods and spoke of the goddess's beautiful vision. As a hero who has made a grave mistake, I have no right to refute you. But as a father, for my daughter's sake, I will not tolerate the goddess continuing her plan of destruction."

"The goddess of life created us; her difficulties are our difficulties, her predicaments are our predicaments. If any other god wants to replace her, I am willing to be the first to fight and die for her. But if she wants to sacrifice all of our lives to avoid future disasters, I'm sorry, I cannot agree."

Having endured so much hardship and setbacks, Thorne has grown considerably; he may be the most despised hero in history. But that doesn't mean he won't fight for humanity.

After Thorne finished speaking, even Annie, who hated him the most, did not utter a word of sarcasm. The once gentle but useless hero who was greedy for beauty and glory finally realized his responsibility.

Lilith clapped her hands, and after her gaze met Sylvie's, she smiled slightly.

Of all the people in the group, the only one Sylvie couldn't understand was Lilith. During the process of the archmage Valesa personally taking Annie away, Lilith was forced to reveal herself, but she could have continued to hide at any time until the entire plan was complete.

As a result, when Lilith arrived in the Southern Duchy, she naturally returned to the goddess faction...

"I don't have much to say. All I know is that only we, the few incarnations of this curse, can break it. Regardless of whether it's part of the Goddess's plan or not, if we let it go unchecked, the four races will surely fall into the abyss of doom ahead of schedule."

Sylvie was taken aback by Lilith's words. Indeed, Lilith's eyes could see into the distant future. And just as Lilith had said, the curse had already taken place, regardless of whether they decided to act.

For the goddess, the extinction of the four races under the curse was also a way to break the curse, only it took longer.

Of course, it would be best for the hero team to break the curse themselves, because the goddess needs to rebuild the love and devotion of all living beings to her.

With Lilith pointing out the core of the problem, the rest of the work is much easier to handle. Apart from Annie, no one should continue to hinder this adventure.

As for Isolde, interpersonal relationships are interconnected. Lucas was willing to fight against the Goddess Army for Monet's sake, and Isolde was also willing to take on her own work for Lucas's future.

After finishing the last drop of wine, Sylvie stood up to rest, only to find everyone staring at her in silence.

"Should I continue?" Sylvie asked, puzzled.

"We want to hear your own thoughts. You said we're a team," Thorne replied.

Sylvie nodded. Her previous statements were all official and she hadn't said much about herself.

"I am a man."

Upon hearing this, the audience below the stage was overjoyed. Good heavens... well, even if Sylvie had told them this joke, they still wouldn't have understood what it meant.

"To be precise, I was once a man who died a long time ago. The goddess helped me to be reborn in another world. In fact, I am from the same hometown as the current Oswald."

"Just think of me as someone who's here to have fun. I don't have Oswald's sense of responsibility or belonging. Everything I've done is to repay the goddess's kindness."

……

Horses galloped along the wide cement road, with vast golden wheat fields on both sides, the autumn wind blowing and creating waves of wheat.

Lucas, who had just wiped out a stronghold of the Saviour Cult nuns, received an urgent transfer order from the Special Forces and rushed to the Third Division headquarters in the Eastern Territory with Commander Catherine.

According to the regulations of the Special Operations Department, when facing a high-risk situation, the commander of the Northern Army Division has the authority to directly mobilize Special Operations Department personnel without reporting to Bingcheng.

Catherine had joked with him before that it was best if the agreement never came into effect.

Warhorses entered the city, and the towering lighthouse shone brightly under the power of the energy matrix. The unique conditions of the Eastern Territory made it the second largest human settlement after the Northern Territory.

Now, Lucas judges whether a region is developed solely by whether it has large factories emitting white smoke.

Holding their identification and wearing special forces-specific combat uniforms, the group passed through the bustling streets without any hindrance and arrived at the city lord's mansion.

"What exactly happened?"

Upon meeting, Catherine, who had no interest in drinking tea, asked eagerly.

Commander Garwin, seated in the main seat opposite with more than a dozen officers standing behind him, waved for the orderly to leave and spoke solemnly.

"According to our reports, another disaster has struck the Elven Kingdom, affecting the entire race. Specifically, some elves are suddenly killed by vines growing inside their bodies. I need you to go to the Elven Kingdom immediately to investigate the truth of the matter."

Catherine straightened her cuffs, her brow furrowed. "Is it the plague or...?"

Garwin, with his rough features, interrupted her question. "Don't worry, only elves are showing these symptoms; they don't affect humans or dwarves. I'm worried it's the Savior or some other goddess-affiliated organization brewing some kind of conspiracy."

"I see."

After taking a sip of tea, Catherine stood up, put her military cap back on, and saluted. Garwin quickly stood up as well and returned the salute along with the officers behind him.

"If this matter is handed over to our special forces, we will definitely find out the cause quickly and find the real culprit behind it."

"Alright, the Sixth Regiment is currently stationed on the border of the Elven Kingdom. I will have the Third Division, Sixth Regiment, cooperate with your operations unconditionally!"